Hey, people who may or may not be reading this! This is my first story! Let's start off strong- a multichapter! This takes place when the outfits for Anakin, Ahsoka, and Obi-Wan are updated and they look older.I'd love constructive criticismand feedback if you don't mind...I guess I'll see you at the ending A/N. Enjoy!


"C'mon, Snips, we're gonna be late," Anakin urged his padawan, rapidly knocking on the 'fresher door.

"Yeesh, you'd think your fingers'd fall off from all that knocking!" She exclaimed, snickering a bit. "Don't worry, I'll be out in a minute"

"Alright, but you know how much the Council freaks out when we're late..."

She opened the door and stepped out. "See? Perfect timing. Now let's go."


The door to the Council meeting room slid open and the master/padawan duo stepped inside. There was an uneasy feel about the place today, for whatever reason, and Anakin and Ahsoka exchanged nervous glances.

Mace spoke first. "There has been... trouble... on Ryloth. As it turns out, our campaign helped for the time it was there," he paused, processing the sentence, then continued, "but the droid forces have reclaimed the atmosphere."

The silence was deafening. Ahsoka felt her heart rate speed up.

"We need you two to lead the 501st into a planetary invasion," Obi-Wan informed, "you will assault in the skies, but stay clear of the surface. There are many civilians there, innocents who are opressed by the Separatists."

"As you wish, Masters," Anakin answered, bowing. Ahsoka bowed as well, then the pair left the room.


Upon leaving the room, Ahsoka let out a heavy exhale, then slumped over against the wall. Anakin put a hand on her shoulder.

"That was the most uncomfortable Council meeting I have ever attended," she fretted. Her master patted the shoulder he'd placed his hand on.

"I don't get it either, Snips, but they're definitely upset about something."

Before the pair could continue, the meeting room doors slid open, and Obi-Wan emerged.

"Hello, Anakin, Ahsoka," he nodded in their direction. He recieved an uneasy greeting in response, then raised an eyebrow. "What is wrong, you two?"

"That meeting seemed... eerie," Ahsoka muttered.

"I'm afraid that this issue is rather concerning," Obi-Wan said. "The feel of it was not intended to be menacing or anything of the sort. I appologize on the Council's behalf."

The feeling lingered, even if they had left the room.

"Let us go somewhere else," Obi-Wan proposed.

Anakin and his padawan nodded, still uncomfortable.


They ended up in the Room of a Thousand Fountains.

"What was that?" Ahsoka asked, as they sat down cross-legged.

"Probably the doom and gloom of Mace Windu rubbing off on you," Anakin joked, then winked in her direction. She gently punched his shoulder in response, giggling.

"Oh, Master Skywalker, this is definitelyhis gloomy handiwork," she joked, snickering. The two laughed together while Obi-Wan shot them "the look".

Anakin coughed and crossed his legs again, while Ahsoka straightened her posture and put on a more serious look.

"I swear, you two are too alike for your own well-being," Obi-Wan commented. "Sometimes I wonder why I matched you two in the first place..."

Anakin shot his padawan a smile while his master lowered his head and covered up a laugh with a sigh. She forced a smile back, but couldn't truly feel giddy now. That... feeling was back. He squeezed her hand and she sadly met his gaze.

"Snips, what's wrong?" He asked her gently.

"That feeling, it's back," she replied, slowly shaking her head, as if to try and get the feeling away from her.

"Try meditating on it," Master Kenobi suggested. She nodded and closed her eyes.


Colors flashed before Ahsoka's vision. Colors of the cosmos and stars set off like flares. A lighter blue hue overtook it, reminding her of the sky. Wait- itwasthe sky. She saw her pod racing about it. Red flooded the scene, then

she saw her fighter on a prairie-like surface, up in flames. Smoke billowed out of it in a huge cloud. She heard someone scream, "AHSOKA!"


The young padawan opened her eyes, sweating. Master Obi-Wan seemed to be meditating deeply, but Anakin, being his meditation-loathing self, was squirming uncomfortably. He obviously was bored.

Dismissing the thought, she rubbed her temple. Sweat immeadiately wet her fingers. She had seen her fighter in the sky, then it crashed.Crashed.Ahsoka tried to drive the thoughts of her fate away, but with no success.

"I can feel your distress, my young padawan," Anakin said, looking into her eyes.

She quickly looked away, saying, "It's nothing, Master."

"Itissomething, Ahsoka," he insisted, "and I want you to tell me."

"Please, Anakin, just... drop it, please?" She looked at him with those pleadingbig blue eyes of hers. He couldn't say no to that face. Force, it was his only weakness. And everyone thought that the Hero with No Fear had no weakness... He was snapped
/out of his thoughts by Ahsoka rising from her spot.

"I'm going to go to our quarters, Master," she said.

"Okay. I'll see you this evening," he started, but jokingly added, "Remember, it's your turn to wash the dishes tonight!"

She laughed and walked off to their shared quarters.


Upon entry of the quarters, she saw a few dishes in the sink of their kitchenette. Sighing, she walked over and started to fill up the dishpan with water.

Their quarters consisted of a kitchenette at the front of the door, a window with a couch beneath it in the back, a table which was stacked with holopads and Anakin's pile-orpiles-of tools and parts that he tinkered with. On the right was
/Ahsoka's bedroom with its own refresher, and Anakin's was on the left, of the same design. Jedi Masters and their padawans got the suites in the Temple.

Her thoughts drifted as she cleaned the dishes. That fighter in her vision was hers. And it had crashed with no one coming out of it. That is what scared her the most. Then the screaming of her name... The voice sounded like Anakin's, and it was choked
/with emotion. Was it a vision?

She felt the nervous sweat on her forehead near her headdress. No one had come out of that fighter. Although she would never admit it to anyone, she was scared. Actually, she washorrified. But she couldn't allow herself to panic. If her

master were to come into their quarters and find his padawan freaking out while washing dishes... Ugh.

As if her thoughts were answered, he came into their quarters.

"Hey, Snips," he addressed her. He looked exhausted.

"Hey, Master. You look tired," she poked playfully, trying to distract herself from her panic.

"I think I may have meditated myself to sleep," he muttered, laying down on the couch.

She flashed him a smile, which he returned whole-heartedly.

"I take it you still don't want to discuss your scare fromearlier..."

"I'm debating it, Master. Honestly, I would love to let it out."

He sat up and patted a spot on the couch next to him. She finished putting the dishes away then went and sat next to him.

"What's on your mind, Ahsoka?" He asked gently.

"I had a vision," she tentatively told him, leaning against him. "It was... really scary."

"Tell me."

"I saw my fighter in the sky," she started, "and then the vision flashed red and I saw it on the groud, in flames. It had clouds of smoke coming out of it..."

"What else?"

"No one came out, and I heard your voice scream my name. That... that was it."

He stared at her for a few seconds, then brought his arms to wrap around her. "As long as I'm here, that's not going to happen," he confirmed, holding her closely. She nodded and lay in his arms, falling asleep.


Little did she know, her master was worried sick.


Well, that's all for this chapter! I hope you enjoyed it.

I appologize if the beginning was a little slow/boring, but I made it as long as I could without cutting into what I have planned for the next chapter or dragging it on way too long. If you're interested in knowing, yes, the plot isallplanned, recorded, and I just have to type it in a way that the audience will enjoy reading.

This chapter was K+, but ratings will go up to T in the future chapters for angst andbloody stuff. I will say in the A/N in the beginning of a chapter what the rating for the specific chapter is.

I'll be keeping Anakin and Ahsoka's relationship purely platonic, even if I don't ship Anidala. *Whispers: I secretly ADORE Anakin and Ahsoka as a couple! So, I hope you look foreward to the next chapter, which I will ever-so-carefully be crafting for your entertainment and enjoyment. It'll be up within the next couple of days.

Hope you enjoyed, and I'll be going to bed now 'cause I'm finishing thisat 10:00 p.m.

I think I'll end with "Pluto out!"