#i love the idea that dooku can tolerate anakin if he starts seeing him as an overgrown youngling

[obiwanobi]

you know what I think would be funny in the dooou is obi-wan’s master au? if dooku and anakin were kidnapped together without obi-wan to meditate between them and make no mistake dooku DOES despise his grand padawan it’s just that the force suppressors are affecting anakin worse than they do him and he’s not COMPLETELY heartless, so he (reluctantly) takes care of a loopy anakin while he plots to get them out of there and by the end of it all he’s like “oh fuck he’s A Lot like qui-gon and (1/2)

I Like qui-gon so idk what I was expecting to happen.” anyway by the end of it all dooku has re-discovered his ability to deal with overgrown younglings AND how he used to deal with qui-gon, which invloved several painkillers and a not insignificant amount of alchohol. it’s only after I’ve typed this out that I’ve realized that this isnt compliant with your actual au at all bc I got too into the concept of anakin and dooku being fond of each other but not admitting it so feel free to ignore this

no it can work with this AU! 

I like the idea of Dooku being in total denial, like yes, sure, he’s actually doing the bare minimum so Skywalker doesn’t die, but it’s only because he knows Obi-Wan would be sad and disappointed in him if he learns that he did nothing to help him, and also because Anakin was Qui-Gon’s padawan, not at all because sometimes Anakin reminds him of himself when he was younger, no, absolutely not. 

[sandu-zidian]

Blabbing about this Musician!au I started last summer that has now also turned into a marching band!au because I got sad and nostalgic because despite how shitty it could be, marching band defined my high school life and social life and I couldn’t had asked for anything else.

I also don’t have every single prequel character (because this au is surrounding the prequel characters) in Star Wars smacked into here, and I gave up halfway through a couple of months ago in terms of brainstorming. Anyways, this is hella long so check everything out under the line if you’d like! don’t want to spam everyone with something that’s like, 4 pages long

Now, you might be asking. What instruments are these characters playing, or what are they doing in marching band? well, boy oh boy do I have some lore for you.

Anakin Skywalker: alright lets start of with the “Chosen One”. Now, I gotta say. He’s got some intense brass vibes, specifically high brass. But I don’t know. He didn’t really mesh well. And given his natural talent with the Force in canon, I thought that Anakin would be a sort of prodigy. And we all know the two instruments associated with that: the piano and violin. He’s more of a piano dude, so here we go! piano prodigy Anakin Skywalker. He also gives mad drumline vibes, and I can see him as either the lead snare, setting the tempo, or the main quad player. He’s brash, slightly obnoxious, but damn is he fucking good at what he does.

Obi-Wan Kenobi: I literally started this AU on the idea that Obi-Wan would play the cello. One of the defining quotes for him is that fucking “infinite sadness” quote. And we all know that cellos play some of the saddest pieces out there. (see: Elgar cello concerto) However, I can’t see him as a marching band dude. He doesn’t really give off color guard vibes (since that’s where most non-band people go to) so I have him as the resident student helper who everyone tolerates because he brings ice cream after band camp.

Ahsoka Tano: Ahsoka is a flute player. As a flute player, I have intimate knowledge on this. She’s like the chill flute player who’s competitive enough to keep her position as principal, but is also chill enough to not have a big ego that butts heads with everyone. She also gives mad color guard vibes. Also speaking about that from personal experience (am I lowkey projecting my own experiences on her? you didn’t hear that from me). She seems like the type to love swing flags and sabre, and is 100% captain by senior year.

I have Anakin, Obi-Wan, and Ahsoka as siblings in this AU because I say so. Qui-Gon is around here somewhere as the resident hippie dad who lowkey smokes pot and will support his children while giving a big ‘fuck you’ to Dooku. 

Yoda’s also in here somewhere, and I love the idea that he’s an old Chinese/Asian man who refuses to speak english and will only do so with the most backwards grammar so his grandchild (Qui-Gon) and great-grandchildren (the trio) are forced to speak Mandarin/Cantonese to him (pick your poison). He just spends his days cutting up fruit and also might pull out his erhu if everyone asks nice enough. (I want to say he was a Peking Opera musician, but immigrated during Mao’s reign after he lost opportunities during the cultural revolution)

So, I know that it doesn’t make sense for a family to have 3 sets of twins and one triplet set, but fuck that I do what I want.

Cody Fett: okay so, Cody 100% plays the french horn. I don’t know, he just, he does. He’s got that air of sophistication because he can play the hardest brass instrument, but at the same time, he’s incredibly good at it and is matter-of-fact about it. He also would be the mello section leader (I was playing with the idea of drum major, but for now, leaving him as a section leader for now). He’s a bit uptight to be a low brass player, but cool enough to still be associated with the general brass group.

Rex Fett: I got Rex and Cody as the eldest Fett twins. Rex feels like a string player, so I have him on violin. I can see him be very hardworking and practicing diligently to the point where he easily sweeps through to concertmaster in high school and the local youth orchestra. He also gives of mad drum major vibes. I can see him copying music, handing out drill charts, and hauling the met around. Also, just think about Rex doing a fancy ass salute at competitions. Yes.

Next round of twins lets gooo

Jesse Fett: You could say Jesse has brass vibes. I see him as a reed person though. In concert band, he’s on clarinet. I used to think clarinets were as stuck up as us flutes but no they’re literally balls of chaotic energy ready to be unleashed. Just imagine Jesse blaming everything on his reed. I see him as the guy who switches to saxophone for marching band, though. He’s got the energy of the clarinet and the saxophone harnessed. Also, wouldn’t be surprised if he knows how to play the sousa.

Kix Fett: Y’know, when I originally made this AU, I had Kix as a musician as well. I’m gonna scratch that. He’s going to medical school, or at least, he’s planning to. He’s on the pre-med track and is dying in organic chemistry and wishes there weren’t so many pre-requisites. However, in high school, he definitely played the oboe. Of course Kix chose one of the hardest instruments to play. Also, just imagine him trying to make his own reeds. I don’t see him as a guy who’s in marching band. He’ll come to competitions and maybe football games if he’s bullied into it. Kix is the guy who’s classes are all AP and he’s dying inside.

Next round of twins yeet:

Fives Fett: shit, I forgot I gave them all real names. If I remember correctly, Fives is Frank. Anyways, trumpet vibes. Need I say more? He’s on the trumpet in marching band as well and he’s the dude who’s obsessed with DCI and always tries to play as high as he possibly can and absolutely demolishes his chops. I would say he’s section leader as well. He also hangs with the drumline at the back of the bus and always plays meme songs on blast and sends weird pictures to people’s phone via open airdrop.

Echo Fett: I think his birth name is Ethan??? I’m spitting thoughts not checking my old documents. Anyways. Echo feels like a string person. Specifically, low strings. So, he plays the bass. Upright bass. Whatever. You get what I mean. He sleeps in the case after school and hates hauling it everywhere. He was in marching band as a mello player (the easiest brass instrument to pick up for the activity so) but he was in a car crash that left him paralyzed from the hip down, and had to quit to recover. He never stopped playing, and found ways to adjust. (I do not know how exactly this would work, since I’m able bodied and also don’t play the bass, but I know he’d at least have a stool to sit on in order to lean his body on. let me know if you have other ideas i’d love to hear them!)

Finally, we got the triplets:

Dogma Fett: Dogma plays the bassoon. He’s a low reed kinda guy and between the bari sax, bass clarinet, and bassoon, he fits the last one the best. He and Kix moan over making reeds and he’s on the quieter side. He just vibes and plays all the low notes and has fun whenever he’s got some moving part. I see Dogma as someone who is only casually into marching band. He uses Jesse’s old student clarinet as his instrument and he’s always on time, knows his sets, and his technique is on point. He always finds himself roped into his brothers’ shenanigans though.

Tup Fett: Tup plays the harp. I like to think he met Shaak Ti (we’ll get to her in a bit) when he was young, and she was playing with an orchestra. He met her backstage and she offered to give him lessons. Tup’s not really a part of high school orchestra but sometimes he’ll be brought in. He’s more involved with solo work and the youth orchestra more than anything. Tup’s another on where I don’t think he’d be into marching band. Though I can see him being in winter guard as the dude who just shows up and is lowkey rip and therefore is a hunk on the rifle. His technique’s good but they’ve never been able to saddle him into fall guard.

Hardcase Fett: (i’ve given up on remembering the birth names so i’m just gonna not) Hardcase is 100% low brass vibes. He can’t be anything but a low brass. I see him as a tuba player. He’s chill, laid back, but also reliable for being the foundation of the band sound. He plays the sousaphone in marching band and always blasts either Seven Nation Army or some other popular show tune right after rehearsals. Hardcase also can play the bari sax and no one knows when he learned how to. 

OKAY we’re done with the Fett’s! Jango and Boba are in here somewhere but honestly I don’t have enough brainpower to come up with what their roles are. Jango’s gonna be a good dad though. Maybe he was a musician and that’s why most of his kids are going into music. Or maybe he’s just a supportive father. Boba’s the youngest though, that’s for sure. And he’s a little shit. Don’t know if he plays an instrument (probably) or what it might be.

Now lets get into some other characters! There’s a lot. And I wasn’t even halfway done with the characters I wanted to include. What the hell was I on last summer?

Padmé Amidala: Padmé is a flute player who quit after freshman year of high school and started taking music production and music theory classes. She loved it so much that she decided that composing was her jam. Now, she’s highly successful and often works with well known pianist, Anakin Skywalker, on piano concertos. Also, she may or may not be dating said pianists but you didn’t hear that from me.

Satine Kryze: twosetters don’t shit on me but Satine feels like she’d play the viola. She and Obi-Obi-Wan definitely dated in high school but after a year broke up on mutual terms and are just good friends now. A lot of people feel like she’d have been a better political science/international studies major than a music major but she’s good so no one complains (until she gets into a fighting match with someone and wins smugly)

Bo-Katan Kryze: shes Satine’s younger sister and is a mad athlete. She doesn’t play any instruments but she’s deeply active and is on scholarship for college, on the pre-med track with Kix. She’s very scary and most people are too intimidated by her to approach.

Plo Koon: I originally had him as an asian man, but I can see Native American as well. He plays the euphonium and he’s just a sweet man. He helps out a lot with private lessons at local high schools and is often brought in to help with low brass during marching band.

Wolffe Koon: Wolffe and Gregor (get to him in a bit) were both adopted by Plo when their parents died when they were very young. Plo was their godfather and he took them in like they were his own. They’re cousins to the Fett brothers (though don’t ask me how I have no idea). Wolffe is an engineer and works close to home.

Gregor Koon: Gregor is Wolffe’s younger brother and had a short stint of musical interest in middle school but quit after he entered high school. Gregor was in a serious car crash during college that left him amnesiac for a year before some of his memories returned. He now owns a restaurant and sticks close to home. Wolffe often comes around to check up on him because his brain injury still impacts his current life in small physical and emotional dips

Kit Fisto: Kit gives off mad trombone vibes and it’s mostly because he seems incredibly laid back. He’s one of those brass players who’s just a nice guy and while jokes around, never got pulled into jokes as a student.

Shaak Ti: like I said above, Shaak Ti is most definitely a harpist. She has that ethereal quality I think is common in harpists. She’s a tall Indian woman and she loves her job! She’s a private lesson teacher and instructor at the conservatory on top of her job in the orchestra since she’s not called in often to play. She loves all her students and gives good hugs.

Mace Windu: Mace is the director of the Jedi Symphony, the orchestra which almost everyone is involved with. He is a bass player and he likes his more classical pieces over contemporary music. He’s good friends with Yoda and sometimes the old troll has to wack some sense into Windu and have him take on newer pieces. Windu 100% gives off unhinged director vibes because mistakes and lazy musicians definitely don’t end after high school/college is over.

Quinlan Vos: this lil shithead definitely is the obnoxious, slightly arrogant, but kind of deserving of that, percussionist. He loves his snare drum and is also in the drumline. He’s the same age as Obi-Wan and the two are close friends. Quinlan is definitely slightly unhinged and is always at the back of the bus causing havoc after competitions. He’s the guy that I (OP) hate but also can’t help but respect cuz yeah he’s annoying but at least he’s good.

Aayla Secura: Aayla is Quinn’s half-sister, and plays the French horn. Again, like Cody, she’s got this air of professionalism that I associate with French horn players and like, we gotta represent the girls in brass somehow. She just fits it really nicely.

I feel like now is the time to list who’s still in conservatory and who isn’t: Obi-Wan, Anakin, Rex, Cody, Jesse, Quinlan, Padmé, and Satine are all recent graduates. Ahsoka, Aayla, Fives, Echo, Tup, Dogma, and Hardcase are still in conservatory (at varying years of course). Kix and Bo are entering med school/frantically applying and banging their heads cuz MCATs. Wolffe and Gregor are older and have been in the field for quite some time now. Plo, Kit, Shaak, and Mace are all faculty/seasoned professionals.

Somehow, I was gonna bring in The Skiratas (with proper research cuz I know very little about them), Dooku, Ventress, the Oppress siblings, rest of Domino Squad, Cut Lawquene, the other CCs, and more. I designated a page out of my sketchbook for this and my oh my the flow chart was hella confusing. How I thought I was gonna handle that in the summer before my first year of college, I have no idea. Maybe I’ll brainstorm more in the future but for now, this is all I have :]]]

Also excuse some of my slightly unhinged language I started writing this a few days ago while slightly unfocused and tired and stressed so my language is a product of that

[brothers-all]

Echoy'la (Lost)

Yey, finished this one early! Happy Clone Appreciation Day! (Or, late day if I'm late? The days tend to mush together now-and-days...)

Ah finally, this one... I enjoyed writing too much probably? But ah well! Read, review and enjoy~

Chapter 5 Akaanir (Fight)

She had passed quickly in the corridors, not even looking into the mess hall. She turned the corner, the place memorized. She knew the three guards patrolling had just passed, so she was free. Just a few more steps and-

"Oh, excuse me, Commander Tano," for a moment, she thought it was Rex. Or maybe Jesse. Fives usually wasn't so formal, Kix would be saying it more quickly and the rookies wouldn't say it so lightly. No, looking up, she saw it was Cody.

"My fault Cody. Should have watched where I was going…" she said quickly and tried to move past him, but he moved his arm in her way. Just like Rex used to.

"Are you alright?" she had to look at him again, seeing his concerned eyes.

"…Yes, of course," the smile she gave him was so fake; she thought she might throw up.

"…We'll get them," he knew how to read her. Of course he did. This man served as a right-hand man to Obi-Wan. He needs to know how to read Jedi.

"I know we will," she remembered Anakin had said the same thing. There was a pause as she saw him looking for something to say.

"I can already hear Rex yelling at us for coming to save them. He'd say how they had it all planned and were working on something, when we came and ruined it," she was shocked by what he said and had her mouth gaped open.

"And Fives would likely start competing on who would destroy more clankers. Jesse would tell him to stop messing around, but join in soon after," he gave her a sad smile, eyes almost distant, but still looking at her.

"Cinder and Svak would be telling everyone about what happened. How they were trapped with the Legends, and how they managed to get out. The rookies would look up to them," a soft chuckle escaped him.

"And Kix… He'd be fussing over everyone once they got back. Checking every little scratch, making sure the equipment was still working," she finally allowed herself a small smile as well, understanding what he was doing.

"It'll be just like the good old days," she said and he nodded.

"Thank you, Cody."

"Anytime Ahsoka."

When Grievous came looking for the clones, he was expecting another rage-filled fit. Maybe more questions about their pathetic brothers. But what he didn't expect, was the room to be empty at first, and a moment later, four clones jumping on him, trying to knock him to the ground. The guards outside responded, but he was still trying to pry the meatbags off. He stumbled into the cell, extending his four arms and grabbed someone, but another clone grabbed his face. With a frustrated growl, he rammed the wall, hearing two bodies collide with the metal before the dropped down. Two more were still holding on, but he held on to another one. Pulling the clone off with a growl, he saw it was the one with the Republic tattoo. His momentary hesitation allowed the soldier to kick him in the face, forcing him to drop the man to the ground. The last clone was still on his back, but the guards had a clear shot and slammed their electric staffs into his back. As the last one fell, Grievous saw it was that loud one and growled again, kicking him just in case.

"Clever for rats," he put his foot on the clone's chest, pressing down and seeing him reaching out to try and stop it. "But not clever enough."

The others were picking themselves up, glaring but not moving. They knew that if they did anything, the General would crush their brother right then and there. He laughed at their pathetic love for one another, glaring down at the one under his foot.

"But if you keep insisting, why don't we go and see what you're made of," he grabbed the clone and tossed him to the guards. "Take him to room 5," he ordered and they dragged the pained soldier out, cuffing him in the process.

"The rest will just have to wait your turn," he laughed at them, not even bothered by the death glares he was getting.

Dooku entered the chamber with a deep frown on his face. The clone was resting it seems, or perhaps just pretending to. His frown deepened as he recalled the conversation he had with his Master about the situation…

"But, Master, if it does not work as it should-."

"We lose nothing. They shall be exterminated and we shall acquire new subjects."

"I still believe this is not the best way to handle it…"

"Think of it as a small test. To see if they react. If they do not, then something is wrong."

"Understood, Master."

He walked up to the clone, watching him closely. He still didn't want to use what his Master suggested. Perhaps he could wait for Grievous to handle the other one before continuing.

"I know you are awake," he said calmly, seeing the Captain slowly open his eyes, glaring up at him. "Such a weak attempt…"

"Fooled the droids," the soldier's cocky attitude was slowly starting to annoy him. He hated Skywalker for it and it seems his Captain wasn't far behind.

"Are you comparing me to droids?" he actually sounded curios, raising an eyebrow.

"Just saying you're all just as dumb," his anger flared and he automatically reached with the Force for the switch on a control panel nearby. It activated the shock collar on the clone, zapping him and lighting the dark room up. It was there that he decided – he'd wait for now with the Master's idea. He'd try pain with the Captain, despite knowing the clones were almost built to endure it.

Fives felt himself get tossed onto the ground, the guards standing around. He groaned, his back still stinging from the jabs, but managed to get to his knees.

"I was afraid you would be too hurt to move again," he heard General Cougher speak and turned his head to him, eyes burning.

"Let me out of these restraints and you'll see," he challenged, getting to his feet.

"If you say so," the monster laugh and pressed a switch on a remote, probably the same one that was connected to his collar. The cuffs and collar fell off a second later and the ARC was in momentary shock at that.

"Now then clone," Grievous chuckled. "Come and fight," the guards extended their weapons, stepping closer and Fives managed to jump back to avoid the first jabs.

"Hiding behind your guards? Of course you are!" he frowned and grabbed one of the electro staffs by the handle, twisting it around. He pulled the guard over his shoulder and slammed him into the ground, delivering an elbow to the faceplate. Pulling the weapon from its metal grasp, he faced the other two, his new weapon prepared.

"This just got interesting," the General chuckled but made no move as his guards stepped forward to face the ARC Trooper.

Another zap shocked his body, but he managed to hold down the scream. He felt the needle pierce his neck and something be injected into his veins, likely decreasing his tolerance to pain, but still glared at the Count. He's handled worse before. This was nothing.

"You think yourself righteous? For defending the Jedi?" Dooku growled after another failed attempt at getting the Captain to submit.

"I'm doing my job!" Rex hissed back, ignoring the pain in his body.

"And what do you get in return?" Dooku hadn't realized he called upon the Force Lighting as he glared at the clone. His anger was seeping out and he didn't even try to stop it.

Rex couldn't help but scream. This lightning wasn't anything like before. Like the prods, jabs, and pings. This made it feel like his insides were on fire and that he just might be cooked inside his own armor. He didn't want to think what would happen if he came in any closer contact to that.

After a few seconds, but what felt like hours, the Count finally stopped. Smoke was coming off the charred armor and Rex was panting, having trouble breathing. His body was still in pain and he felt close to passing out.

"We are not done," the Sith hissed and the Captain felt a sharp poke in his neck again. His eyes opened and he saw the man had used one of the nearby needles to inject something, but it was much different. By the way his heart was speeding up and he regained his energy, he could only assume it was an adrenalin boost.

"Now then… Shall we continue?"

Fives grunted as he felt another jab into his side by the end of the electro staff. He spun around; his own staff extended and hit the first guard in the head, staggering him. The second one was coming around, trying to jump him, but the clone rolled out of the way just in time. As the guard slammed his weapon down, Fives tossed his staff in his other hand before hurling it like a spear into the droid's head. It knocked the machine back, pinning it to a wall as it struggled a few more moments before shutting down. He only managed to take in a few quick breathes before hearing the buzz from the last guard.

He braced himself for the hit, arms going to guard his chest. He was tired, in pain and pretty sure he was running on adrenalin right now. But still, he took the hit and it send him skidding across the ground towards the wall where he pinned the other one. He needed a second, but got to his feet, albeit shakily and grabbed the weapon, leaning on it.

Panting, he glared at the guard and pulled the staff out of the wall with a yell, charging yet again at the enemy. It tried to block him, but Fives jumped, turning mid-air and slamming the droid from the side and into a wall. As soon as it crashed into the wall, he ran up to it, piercing its chest with his weapon with another grunt.

He was leaning on the weapon again, eyes growing tired, until he heard clapping from behind. He's almost forgotten about Grievous, and struggled to turn around to face the General. He really didn't have the energy for a proper fight anymore…

"I must admit, I am impressed," Grievous had a dangerous gleam in his eyes. "And the way you move… I wonder if they ever noticed," Fives gave him a confused look, to which he only laughed. Maybe there was a joke somewhere there he wasn't getting…

"I could easily kill you right now," the monster stopped his laugh and pulled out two lightsabers, leveling them at the clone from where he stood. "But I want you to keep struggling. To keep thinking you will survive."

"What… makes you think… we won't?" Fives grunted, taking hold of the weapon again.

"Because no one cares enough to believe you would," the words confused him at first, but he saw the General laugh yet again. "There will be no rescue, clone."

"Like we need… anyone to save us… We can handle ourselves," he glared back, gripping the weapon tighter.

"It's a shame really. If the Jedi cared enough, they would have come for you. Then maybe, your bothers wouldn't have had to die."

"Svak died to make sure Rex-!"

"I'm not talking about the child," it took a few seconds, but when Fives realized what he was talking about, his body felt numb.

"No… No, not-!" he didn't believe it. He was lying. This wasn't-

"The three in the cells? What were they called again…" his heart skipped a beat as he thought he might snap the staff in half.

"Oh, right. Jesse, Kix and Cinder, right? You clones and your little nicknames," in a second, Fives was attacking Grievous, wild and powerful swings.

"Don't dare say their names!" he yelled, seeing blue and green as he kept striking madly.

"They're dead and your Captain is soon to be," he wasn't even sure what he was attacking at, just that he had to beat the monster into a scrap pile.

"And we'll keep you as a pet!" he missed the swing. Stupid! Weren't thinking. Lost track of your surroundings. He tripped over a broken guard, stumbling forward and landed on his arms and knees. He shook his head to try and get the fog out, but soon felt himself be grabbed and lifted by his throat.

"Pathetic," Grievous hissed as Fives tried to pry his metal arms away and free himself.

"And you thought you could save your brothers," he was starting to lose oxygen and saw black spots dancing at the edge of his eyes.

"You couldn't even save your own teammates on the Rishi Moon. Droid Bait, Cutup and Heavy, right?" he was struggling harder, just wanting the monster to shut up. He could clearly see all three brothers in their last moments. They deserved better. They should have made it. "And then, the one on the Citadel. The one who lasted longest… Echo, was it?" he closed his eyes, tears slipping out as he relived the horrible moment of Echo's death. The di'kut and his fearless nature! If only he'd stuck to the rules like he usually does. Why, why of all the times to change, did it have to be then?

"Now they're all dead, you'll be an obedient little pet… And it's all the Jedi's fault. Remember that, clone," the General pulled him in closer, hissing the name into his ear before Fives passed out.

Appo was just passing the refreshers when he paused, hearing something he wasn't sure was right.

"Do you really think we'll find them?" he turned in and saw a couple of rookies, looking at each other with worry and fear.

"After the way the Commander snapped, we better… Can imagine what she'd do if we don't?" Appo himself felt a shudder up his spine. They were shocked by Ahsoka's outrage against her Master – especially how fiercely she was sure their brothers were alive. And while it was very reassuring, showing their Jedi cared, it scared them. The Jedi were still, for many, terrifying. The few who didn't seem to mind are either dead or missing, with only a handful remaining on the ship – Appo not being one of them. If they do lose control, who would stop them? Who could? That's what scared them so much.

"We will find them," the Sergeant hadn't recognized Tup with his hair down like that, but the fierce way he spoke made him stand out from the other rookies.

"We'll find them and they'll be fine. They're the Legends – the ones everyone looks up to. There's no way this would hurt them," Appo slowly backed away from the 'fresher, eyes taking on a sad tone. He wished he could be that sure about it, but after Umbara… Many of the older soldiers… changed. Those Legends especially. He just hoped the kid was right and that they could survive this as well.

Ahsoka snapped awake, a silent scream on her lips. There was a tremor in the Force, but it was… close. Someone she knew was in pain. The Force shivered and she heard a familiar scream of pain, soon followed by a yell of rage. It wasn't clear what was happening, but she knew to who. At least, to a degree.

"Vode…" she whispered, eyes still wide open. She jumped out of bed, grabbed her lightsabers and was just about to leave the room, when Anakin appeared in the doorway.

"Master!" she called in surprise, seeing his shocked expression as well.

"I'm assuming you felt that…" he said with a knowing look in his eyes.

"…I did," she lowered her head, shoulders dropping as well.

"Good. Then we can finally start our plan on getting them home," she looked up at him and saw he was giving her a reassuring smile.

"What do you mean?" she was confused, but knew he must have a plan.

"Get Cody and Appo and I'll explain on the bridge," was his only answer.

Cut! Well, looks like stuff is finally going down! We got some more... interesting things happening next chapter, so be sure to check that one out! Again, don't be shy in asking if something's not making sense - I'll try and explain as best I can ^^" I hope you enjoyed and if you fancy, leave a review! They're my life substance and the best currency around. Till next time~