Hey, guys!

New update as per usual. Part two of the Onderon Arc.

One thing I want to address real quick: I realize I made some mistakes in the lore, which were relatively minor in scope. I'm certainly not a novice to Star Wars, but if you see a mistake, feel free to send me a DM so I can fix it!

Also as I may have mentioned, Luke will not be able to change a lot straight away. This is more an opportunity to ingratiate himself with Ahsoka, Obi-Wan, Anakin, etc. and earn a certain level of trust from the forces who are watching him.

In any, case drop a review! Only encourages me to write more :) Enjoy the chapter!

"Trusting is hard. Knowing who to trust, even harder."- Maria V. Snyder

Chapter 7. Trust

The rebels first victory over the Seperatist Occupation was an important one but short lived. Their position now compromised Anakin suggested the time had come to now take the fight to the enemy itself which everyone agreed upon. The capital city of Iziz contained not only the bulk of the droid forces but King Sanjay Rash, who kept the former King Ramasis Dendup prisoner. Winning over the support of the population would be critical in taking back the planet's freedom.

To this end, Lux had come up with a brilliant idea. Using the leftover storage supplies, including the leftover meat from their hunting excursions, the rebel/Jedi coalition posed as merchants looking to sell in the city. This would allow them to move about the city freely in search of recruits and also military targets. As expected, the witless security droids were none the wiser.

"I have to say, that wasn't bad for your first time out," Ahsoka told Luke as they rode one of the wagons past the gate.

"I've been in my share of battles," he replied truthfully yet with a hint of vagueness. "Just not battle droids. Lux was right. They're dumber than I thought."

"What they lack in brain power they make up for in numbers," the Totrugan explained. "They're designed to overwhelm. I've witnessed it many times."

"I'm not too worried. After all, we've got three powerful Jedi here and a fighting force that's beginning to take shape."

Ahsoka eyed him.

"You know, sometimes you remind me of my Master."

Those words impacted Luke like a runaway starship. Even at his age, one never quite knew what to say when compared to their parents.

"You think?"

"Yeah. Both of you share quite a few qualities."

If only you knew the true differences between us, Luke thought sadly.

Meanwhile, up ahead on the next wagon, Obi-Wan and Anakin discussed the battle as well as the implication of their future plans.

"How do you think they'll do once the real fight begins?" the former padawan asked earnestly.

"I have a feeling we'll be presently surprised," the redhead said optimistically.

"So you admit our strategy will work?"

"I am hopeful, Anakin...hopeful."

"Speaking of, I have a particularly good feeling about Luke."

He and Obi-Wan glanced back ever so slightly at their subject.

"I sense a great deal of mystery, even conflict within. And yet somehow...I trust him wholeheartedly."

"Me too," the Chosen One agreed. "Besides, I certainly didn't see you complain when he took out that tank."

"I suppose it couldn't be helped. But we must avoid getting too directly involved. The bulk of the work will need to be done by the Onderians."

Anakin nodded, knowing his master was right even if he disliked avoiding a fight out of principle, especially one he could win.

"I know Luke is technically being trained, but his skill is incredible. He and Ahsoka seem to work well too. We could give him a bit more leeway."

"We'll cross that bridge when we get to it. For now, let's focus on one thing at a time, namely getting things organized here."

Obi-Wan hopped off the wagon as did the rest of the group though they tried to remain as inconspicuous as possible, the Jedi sporting hoods to hide their identities.

"We'll need to establish a few different hideouts within the city," he said. "That way the enemy will have a much harder time figuring out where the attacks are coming from."

"We should split up," Steela said.

"I'll send word to the rest of our brothers," Saw added. "And send everyone the coordinates by nightfall."

"We'll need to stockpile weapons and supplies," Rex pointed out.

Lux immediately volunteered.

"I know my way around the city. I can direct us to what we need. Let's go."

"Good luck," Steela and Ahsoka spoke simultaneously, both giving each other a cold look before splitting off in either direction.

This did not escape Anakin's attention as he approached Luke and spoke quietly into his ear.

"Look after Ahsoka. Make sure she doesn't lose focus."

"Of course."

From there the group went their separate ways, splitting in multiple directions. The Togrutan padawan eyed Luke with the tiniest of suspicious looks, as though she resented having a babysitter look after her. The forty eight year old did his best to remain a positive, non judgemental figure despite sensing the annoyance.

"Where to?" he asked evenly.

"Gathering food and water. First stop is visiting one of the markets around here."

Luke gestured with his robed arm as a sign of respect.

"Lead the way Commander Tano."

Heading deep into the crowded, bustling city, the anonymous Jedi knew it wouldn't be long until their presence here was noticed in a big way.

Over the course of the next three days, the rebellion steadily grew though actual operations remained on a small scale. About fifty scouts, soldiers, and intelligence gatherers joined up. They spend most of their time harassing droid patrols, giving them constant headaches (if a droid could feel anything to begin with), taking them out in small pockets. But to Luke's observation, support for the rebels was far from universal.

"This is the fifth time this rotation!" one clanker complained as it's head was sliced off by one of Steela's bullets. The rest were destroyed in short order as Anakin and Luke looked on in amusement from the rooftop of the city's many buildings.

"I've changed my mind," Luke commented. "Droids are really dumb."

He'd faced off against stormtroopers of the Empire hundreds of times and while they were notorious for their bad aim, they at least had a modicum of independent thinking. Separatist 'clankers' as Rex liked to call them were usually sitting ducks.

"Picking them off one by one in the city isn't going to do much good if you're gonna win this fight" Rex stated, always one to point out military strategy.

Steela gave a half shrug.

"We're just trying to give King Rash all he can handle."

"I'm sure you've gotten his attention," Anakin said with a knowing smile. "Come on, let's get back to base."

Indeed their small, but noisy operation had garnered the attention of the King, who was not all pleased at this development. Within the halls of the massive, stone castle the Separatist aligned leader practically seethed.

"If they think attacking a few droids is going to effect change, they've run a fool's errand," he declared to his top advisor.

"One more thing my lord...t-the royal carriage was attacked soon after it left your residence."

"An attempt on my life?" the outraged king asked.

"It appears that way."

"Bring my predecessor in here," he demanded.

Soon, a bald, elderly man with an aquiline nose and pointed white beard was brought before him, clearly thirty or forty years Rash's senior. The contrast between them could not be more stark. Ramsis Dendup, the previous king, may have been old and wrinkled but carried much experience in wisdom within his light blue eyes, while Rash had the look of an autocratic, impatient man keen on amassing as much power for himself as possible. Clothed in expensive garb along with a crown on top of a full head of brown hair, Dendup's attire was simply pure white.

"I'm surprised by you," Rash spoke, as he sat down on his throne.

Dendup did not answer, clearly miffed by whatever the king wanted.

"Extremism is beneath you. Do you really want your crown back that badly?" Rash continued, munching on a piece of purple fruit.

"I only want freedom for my people," Dendup replied. His voice was gravelly but strong.

Rash regarded the old king arrogantly before discarding said fruit into a fire pit on his left.

"Your people are responsible for terrorist acts against the kingdom and our allies."

"I didn't know that. You've made it quite impossible to stay informed of anything outside my prison chamber," Dendup replied honestly, however his sincerity was lost upon his successor.

"Call off the attacks."

"I cannot call off what I did not dictate," Dendup almost laughed. "What you are up against is the will of the people. It's up to the king to embrace, bend, or break it. And I am no longer the king."

"Call off the attacks!" Rash threatened once more, rising from his throne. "Or you will atone with your life!"

But the old former king did not back down.

"It is you who must call off the attacks. By ending the droid occupation."

Neither man flinched in the face of their respective ultimatums but one thing became clear in that moment: a conflict on Onderon had officially begun.

Back at the rebel hideout within the heart of the city, a conversation began about the next steps to be taken. Luke stayed in the background, ever careful to observe as opposed to lead though that had become increasingly more complicated.

"Your success will not go unnoticed," Anakin announced to the cheers of the Onderions.

"I agree, but we need to be mindful of public perception," Obi-wan added to temper undue expectations. "What was your observation, padawan?"

"The people were fearful, Master," the young Togrutan replied. Though the question had been directed towards her, Anakin's eyes lingered over the blond too.

"Luke?"

Luke remembered his time in the rebellion, resisting the yearning in his heart for Han, Chewy, and chief among them Leia. Kriff how he missed his sister. The two of them together with Han had the ability to rally multiple star systems. It was inspiration and hope that brought thousands to their cause. However, their organization and firepower combined with a 'never say die' attitude also played a key role.

"Taking out those droids could provide a spark. But the people of this planet must believe the rebellion can win in order for them to throw their support behind it. They must have hope."

His words must have struck a chord among those present because murmurs of agreement echoed about the rebels. Anakin and Obi-Wan appeared highly present, Ahsoka, a tad resentful.

"Well said," the elder master nodded. "Judging from what I saw today, I'm afraid they'll mistake your intentions."

The reaction was mixed, however Saw fell on one end of the extreme.

"We need to do more damage!" he said, punching his fist against his other hand. "A few broken down droids will do little to free Onderon."

"I agree with Luke," Steela said gesturing towards him. "The people need to believe we can succeed. Without their support our efforts are meaningless."

Lux Bonteri echoed the point.

"If they're afraid, we can kiss any chance we have at freeing our world goodbye. We need to assure them of our intentions."

"I don't understand. Why are they afraid?" Saw asked, missing the point.

"They're afraid we're not strong enough," Steela countered.

Luke, being part of the greatest rebellion in history, felt uniquely connected to the people of Onderon and their situation. And as such, he couldn't help but interject yet again.

"Steela is right," he said quietly but loud enough so that everyone could hear him. "More often than not, the majority of people will trade freedom for safety and security. No one wants war, let alone their loved ones potentially being imprisoned or worse. Fear is a powerful tool. But trust is greater."

More murmurs of agreement and this time Luke definitely caught Ahsoka's pouting as her master lavished praise on him.

"Couldn't have said it better myself, Luke," Anakin agreed. "Trust will win over the hearts of the people. But be careful, all of you are going to be extremely busy soon enough."

"The past few days have only been a test," Rex told them bluntly. "But you'll get your chance. The key is to make the most of it."

"In the meantime. Make the most of your victories," Obi-Wan told them encouragingly. However, the mood among the Onderions clearly indicated their dissatisfaction. They were out for more than just a few pickings among droid squads.

"We need to pick a better target," Lux declared, standing up from his seat. "Give a show of strength. Overcome their fear and join us."

"Do you have something in mind?" Ahsoka asked, eyeing her crush curiously.

"I have the perfect target."

Unfortunately for the rebels, the end of the meeting also brought about an end of the Senior Jedi's time on Onderon. They had only been authorized by the Council and military to stay a week and their deadline fast approached. Obi-Wan and Anakin indicated for Rex, Ahsoka, and Luke to join them outside on the adjacent side of the hideout where crowds tended to congregate and so stood less of a chance of being noticed. Hoods were a necessity.

"I'm afraid we're being recalled back to Coruscant," the redhead spoke. "But I do feel comfortable in leaving Ahsoka here to monitor their progress. Anakin?"

"I agree. I also think we should leave Luke here as well."

The unmitigated trust in someone so new to the Jedi surprised everyone involved, Luke included but his father's faith in him was not something he'd argue with.

"Anakin, I don't think the Council would approve-"

"You know as well as I do he's more than capable of taking care of himself," Anakin quickly countered. "Besides, I think his presence here will have a positive effect on the rebellion. He'll learn more about what it takes to fight in the Clone Wars."

Luke could have sworn his father gave him the smallest of winks as he said it. The last part of his statement was only to justify him staying along. He knew deep down, despite the rustiness he'd showcased, the power within him could do a great deal to overcome the Separatist forces here. But would Obi-Wan approve? After all he had the last say.

"Alright, Luke will stay on in an advisory capacity. Ahsoka will remain as official commander."

"Couldn't have said it better."

Luke exhaled silently at Obi-Wan's acquiescence but the padawn's reaction couldn't have been worse. He could sense her resentment so strongly it was a wonder it didn't radiate in waves off her body.

"Snips?" Anakin asked carefully. "Are you okay?"

The Force told the forty eight year old that Ahsoka would have loved nothing more than to lash out and scream right then and there. But to her credit, the sixteen year old held her tongue and refrained from making a scene.

"I'm fine, Master. I will continue to stay and provide instruction as you've asked."

"Good," Obi-Wan said. "We shall continue to provide supplies and credits but they must learn to operate on their own. Their survival depends on it."

"Yes, Master."

The two elder Jedi along with Captain Rex began to leave the scene but not before Anakin offered some choice parting words.

"Remember your purpose, padawan," he said to Ahoksa. "And listen to Luke. In difficult moments, you'll be able to turn to him."

Oh, Kriff

Interior Huttese swearing wouldn't change the full blown resentment and angst Ahsoka Tano now felt towards him. He reached out with his artificial hand in a show of sympathy to no avail.

"Ahsoka I-"

"Come on," she practically ordered. "Let's get back inside to see what target Lux has in mind."

Her voice betrayed every hint of its iciness and as she technically outranked him he could not argue. To go from admiration to bantha fodder was not a sensation Luke felt accustomed to.

"Yes, Commander."

Even his deference felt phony. After all, he'd been trained by both Obi-Wan and Yoda for however short a time it was. He was the son of Anakin Skywalker, the Chosen One himself, and despite his failure, the leader of the Jedi Order itself. The energy between could not have been more different. Luke's power outshone hers and both of them knew it deep down.

To pretend otherwise would not be possible for much longer. Especially in the heat of battle.

Lux's target proved to be an extremely strategic one. Battle droids once operated by a central computer designed and built by the Trade Federation. Those older models had been done away with, but the droids themselves still needed a power station to recharge their batteries. The one in Iziz was located on the eastern end of the city. It featured multiple layers of security including a gate, shield, and security troops. To figure out a proper way to destroy it would require intel.

Thankfully, Saw had no trouble snatching the head off an unsuspecting droid. They hooked it to a mainframe which revealed a holographic map of the power generator and sentries at every point. But in an increasing show of quick thinking an idea came to mind.

"I hope this idea works," Luke muttered to Ahsoka. The two were with Saw, Lux, and Steela, the latter of whom suggested attacking a larger droid patrol which would then cause reinforcements to arrive. Hopefully among that number would be a tank, the only weapon capable enough of blasting through the gate. To give themselves greater cover, they would carry out this operation by late evening/early nightfall.

"We'll just have to wait and see, won't we?" came Ahsoka's reply which was still quite cool. The elder Jedi could sense her resentment would not be abating any time soon and resolved to do what he could to nip it in the bud. But there was no time to dwell on it presently. The attack soon commenced.

"They're in position," Lux spoke into his comlink. "Set it loose."

A fellow rebel drove a speeder before hopping out in the middle of the street, leaving it unoccupied. Soon enough, a droid patrol of about twenty came along, marching mindlessly as they always did, pushing past it as though it were a mere nuisance. Saw then gave the signal to strike.

An electromagnetic blast issued forth, stunning the much deadlier Super Battle Droids while the regulars looked around completely bewildered. It didn't take long for the rebels to take advantage, in fact Ahsoka and Luke didn't even need their lightsabers as Saw's proficiency with a blaster took care of the rest, all save for the lieutenant in charge.

"Patrol one one eight to central. We've been ambushed by terrorists and need reinforcements. I-"

A shot from Steela's sniper rifle silenced him forever.

"Well you got your reinforcements," Luke said, stepping back into the street.

"Let's just hope it's a tank."

The whirring sound of what sounded like a high speed train on a track began to echo nearby and at once Ahsoka's face turned to anxiety.

"They've sent Destroyers! Take cover!"

Two insectoid killing machines unrolled themselves and immediately began firing in rapid succession. Most of the rebels dropped to the ground or used the speeder as a cover while the two Jedi flashed green, deflecting the bullets as deftly as they could.

"We're going to take the back alleyway and destroy them from behind!" Saw told them. He and Lux took off and soon emerged on the other side street, charges prepped and ready. Luke personally was already beginning to despise Destroyer Droids as they required every bit of his concentration to block and sincerely hoped the two had learned to throw the pulse grenades properly by now.

Saw succeeded in his toss, however Lux did not. As one droideka fell into a collapsed heap, the other took notice of its new adversaries and began firing, only just missing Lux, who was pushed out of the way. Saw used the first now nonworking droid as a shield.

"They're going to get themselves killed!" Luke yelled above the din.

"I got it!" Steela responded, rushing forward to help her comrades.

"Wait! It's too dangerous!" he tried to warn.

"We have to let them do this on their own, remember?" Ahsoka warned but the elder male could see that their strategy had been compromised. Much as he knew the Council didn't want them to intervene, the very act of battling droids rendered that ridiculous order moot.

To hell with it

Taking a breath and giving himself to the living Force, he allowed it to flow through his body taking in a greater depth of his surroundings and the hunk of metal in front of him. Reaching out with his organic hand, Luke slowly raised the droideka in the air which stopped firing due to shock. He then slowly turned his hand into a fist and the droid crumpled like a piece of paper falling with a thud on the ground.

"I've never seen a Destroyer taken out that way before," Ahsoka commented, a hint of begrudging respect in her tone.

"First time for everything," he tried to play off casually but he knew the young Padawan wasn't stupid. Only a select few among the Jedi held the power to do as he did and one of them happened to be her master.

"Thanks for saving our skins," Lux told them, unaware that Ahsoka couldn't look him in the eye.

"That was wicked cool," Saw said, clearly awed.

"Don't thank me yet. That tank is coming soon."

As if he spoke it into existence, an enormous AAT rounded the corner, its cannon primed to fire.

"Speaking of! Move!"

The group split into two as the tank approached down the center of the main road, Ahsoka, Luke, and Steela hiding behind a set of stone steps while Saw and Lux hid in one of the side alleyways. Three Super Battle Droids accompanied the behemoth vehicle and fired off their wrist blasters while the other sent a rocket perilously close to their position.

"That thing is going to smash us to bits if we're not careful!"

"We have to do our best to support them, not fight their battles!" Ahsoka replied stubbornly.

"Saw and Lux aren't going to be able to take control of it in time!"

"Who's the commander here?!"

"Stop bickering," Steela cut in harshly. "I got this."

Using pinpoint accuracy she took out one droid then another, allowing her two compatriots to move ever closer. Uncharacteristically, she missed the third but by that time, Saw had shot it point blank for the final kill. They were now free to commandeer the tank.

"Now!"

This time Saw and Lux succeeded and the AAT spazzed out in a flash of electric blue. The tank was theirs.

"Good work, everyone," Saw complimented. "Now let's get this thing up and running."

Disabling a Separatist tank was one thing but turning it back on and operating it in full capacity was quite another. Luke saw immediately that Saw had no idea what he was doing when he landed in the cockpit and attempted to press buttons and pull levers he'd never seen before.

"Do you know what you're doing?" Lux asked skeptically.

"Yeah, yeah. Just give me a second."

"We don't have all day. They could be coming back any minute," Steela reminded.

Saw's struggles continued to highlight the need for speed and Luke grew increasingly exasperated. Honestly, with his natural affinity for tinkering he could figure this thing out in a matter of moments.

"Maybe if-"

"For the love of...get out."

He hadn't meant to cut Ahsoka off but there was little time. Luke used the Force to lift Saw out of the cockpit and onto the ground.

"Steela, perhaps you might be able to get this piece of junk turned around."

"I like your style Master Jedi," she grinned at him, though the forty eight year old knew this would further aggravate the Togrutan. However, that didn't matter. His hunch proved to be correct as Steela found the engine reset in a matter of seconds.

"I was gonna do that," Saw pouted.

"Riiighttt…..In any case we don't have much time. Let's get to that generator before they find out this tank has gone missing," Steela pointed out, hooking up the grid to a power cell. The engine roared back to life, though she did allow Saw to drive it once more. Soon they were on their way down the street towards the power station which thankfully only lay about one hundred yards away. Ahsoka and Luke stood on each of the tank's flat platforms giving cover while Steela and Lux took the rear. But they soon ran into a problem. The gate remained guarded by a platoon of battle droids.

"We'll need to draw their fire away long enough to punch a hole in that generator," the padawan observed.

"They'll need targets. I think the two of us should suffice," Luke suggested giving Ahsoka a nod though she barely acknowledged him.

"I'll come with you as well," Steela said, cocking her rifle.

Lux took the cue.

"I'll stay and guard the tank while it's charging up the canon."

Ahsoka's anxious look betrayed her feelings about leaving Lux as the only person defending the tank but they had reached an endpoint now. It was do or die and trust in each other was essential to its success. The real question had yet to be answered. Could the failed master and padawan work together?

"Lux wait-"

"We're already in position," Steela said. "Come on, let's go."

Saw pulled the hatch down and the conversation quickly ended. But the tension still felt quite palpable and Luke worried it would compromise their final goal.

"Systems a go," Saw said on the comlink. "We're in position."

"I got your back."

Steela began firing more rounds at the droids, who heavily disliked a sniper in their midst. It worked to great effect as the cumbersome machines slowly moved forward in their direction.

As the blaster bullets rained down on them, the two Jedi issued forth their emerald blades to give cover. But Luke could sense her anxiety, it practically radiated off her expression.

"Ahsoka, he'll be fine-"

"Will you stop belittling me and let me handle this?!" she roared back. "Believe it or not I've been in this war longer than you and I know what to do in a battle situation."

A column of droids suddenly entered from the left and Luke had to give a massive Force push to disable them.

"I am trying to help!" he argued.

"Quit showing off! I'm not some-"

"Will you two please focus!" Steela snapped, bringing them back to reality. It was a good thing too. Saw's tank easily brushed aside the combatants attempting to stop him as they realized too late he wasn't a droid. His first shot took out the main gate only to reveal a second interior one which was also subsequently destroyed. Unfortunately the Separatists would not go quietly into the night as a half dozen figures emerged from the wreckage to counter them.

"Commandos!" Ahsoka yelled out.

Lux tried to shoot at them but missed as the droids were quite agile.

"He's never going to make it!"

Recklessly, she darted off to assist. Personally, Luke had never seen this kind of droid before but he wasn't waiting around to find out to see who'd win.

"Ahsoka!"

The Torgrutan got there in the nick of time. One of the Commandos was attempting to cut the poor boy into pieces with an attached knife. She decapitated one but soon for herself battling another, which dodged her strike, knocking the blade aside. Luke once more intervened, slicing it in half but the second flipped in the air landed behind him and tried shooting him in the back. But the Jedi was too quick, side stepping and cleaving the droid in two.

Meanwhile Saw still hadn't fired the decisive shot.

"What's taking you so long?!" Steela yelled at him.

"The gun is recharging!"

Bonteri, however, remained in trouble. The fifth commando droid bull rushed him, hitting the young man squarely in the face and tossing him aside like a rag doll.

"Lux!"

Calmly, Luke used the Force to swing it into another one of its companions, killing two birds with one stone. He'd just turned around to defeat the last but found it face down on the ground shot through the armor by Steela.

"My thanks, to you."

"Likewise."

However, there was little time to sit on their laurels. Saw fired once more and an electromagnetic explosion pulsed through the city, waves humming throughout the corners and streets as lights everywhere suddenly went out. The only visibility left to them were the flames engulfing the power generator that licked the night sky.

"Time to go."

The rebels switched to night vision goggles given the loss of power, but as they moved about the city and back to their base the fruits of their labor could be seen among the populace. Pockets of droids were massacred as they may as well have been headless chickens without direction. The people cheered and called out 'Freedom for Onderon!' as they passed by. It was all quite encouraging. Onderon's natives seemed to be increasingly convinced of their viability. Trust had been established.

As they ran Luke took a brief glance at Ahsoka sensing a great deal of conflicting emotions swirling within her, chief among them Lux and...himself. The trust that existed between Onderon's rebels and citizenry did not extend to Ahsoka Tano and Luke Skywalker.

Though their mission ended in great success, it was only the beginning of the fight to come. To see it through, the last Jedi would need the padawan on his side.

Within the walls of the Royal Palace, King Rash seemed to understand the gravity of the situation.

"They are waging a very public war. Every trespass is an embarrassment."

The hologram of Count Dooku, leader of the Separatist movement, frowned in deep disapproval.

"Your forces cannot manage a small band of terrorists?" he asked incredulously, his tone rising from its usual even keeled aristocratic tone.

"My Lord," Rash tried to reason, or rather shift blame. "Your droids have become ineffective against the mounting rebel attacks."

But Dooku was having none of it.

"I thought I could trust you to rule Onderon. I find this report most disappointing."

The king looked to his top advisor before finally shifting his gaze downward in a reluctant admittance of the truth.

"It seems that the rebels are far more organized than they have been in the past. The attack against the power generators proves that. Perhaps it's time you send me better reinforcements than the droids I have."

"I will grant you this request. And not only send you better droids, but a better general." A tactical droid appeared in the transmission but this one far larger and of a different design than most. He was taller, larger, and carried a unique green paint with yellow trimmings. A super tactical droid programmed to win at all costs.

"This is Kalani," Dooku explained. "I assure you he will succeed where you have failed."

The transmission ended. A new phase in the fight for Onderon had begun, and the stakes never higher.

Dooku is pissed off and there are multiple rifts, including one between Luke and Ahsoka, something he cannot have if he is to succeed. How will this play out, you ask? Find out next week!

~The Wasp