I Am No Jedi: Ahsoka x Reader

Chapter 2

Surprisingly, her ship was still intact. Sixteen-year-old Ahsoka Tano didn't know whether to blame her master for almost destroying it, or to thank him for saving her from it.

The 501st battalion were in the sector surrounding the planet Alderaan, in the middle of a star-fighter battle against a blockade of Admiral Trench's fleet.

Ahsoka had gotten really tired of seeing Trench's emblem. Despite practically having been bombed by Anakin and Wullf Yularen two years ago, the seemingly invincible Harch was still alive, though he was equipped with a set of mechanical legs in lieu of his left pincers, which had been blown off by Anakin during their last encounter.

Now, the spider-like Separatist was fleeing, having sustained heavy losses of fighters and even two of his flagships.

On the other hand, Ahsoka was probably going to die. Her master had rammed his fighter against hers after the younger Jedi was infested by a swarm of buzz droids. Obi-Wan never liked Anakin's flying, and now, neither did Ahsoka.

The main reactor was damaged, one wing ripped off and hanging by a flimsy piece of metal, unbalancing the craft. Oxygen was going to run out of the cabin in less than ten minutes.

"At least you're buzz droid free now!" Anakin called through the comms.

"Yeah, sure," Ahsoka rolled her eyes, glaring at the single black, dome-shaped machine that still stubbornly clung to the ripped wing. Anakin hadn't noticed it yet, and the Togruta intended to keep it this way. Ahsoka was determined to take care of this problem herself before her master interfered again and killed her sooner.

On the brighter side, Trench was leaving the battlefield. At least she didn't have to worry about vulture droids and enemy starfighters coming at her.

One by one, the Separatist ships jumped to hyperspace and disappeared. Ahsoka sighed in relief.

Now, she only had two things to worry about: the last buzz droid and getting back to the Republic cruiser before she died of either oxygen deprivation, crash landing, or exploding from the main reactor bursting.

She tried to use the Force to throw the machine off from her ship, but the buzz droid was stuck in the wing. She resorted to the next possibility, though the chances of her crashing were now increased by one hundred percent.

The Togruta Force-pushed the flimsy piece of metal connecting the remains of her fighter's left wing to the cockpit. The entire hunk of metal was sent spinning uncontrollably into space, before the inertia lessened and it floated peacefully in the black void.

Before, Ahsoka's starfighter was unbalanced, tilting precariously to the left because of the broken wing. The second the machine part was dropped, the ship suddenly listed to the right side. Now it was extremely unbalanced. She was pretty much flying vertically.

"Ahsoka, what in the Force did you just do?!" Anakin scolded.

"I...uh...I...dropped the left wing...?" Ahsoka said, trying to find the comms button whilst piloting the craft at the same time.

"Where are you heading? The cruiser is that way!" her master sighed incredulously.

"Define that way, please!" she replied. Ahsoka pulled the control wheel to the left. She forgot that she didn't have a left wing anymore. Now she was flying downwards.

"That way is the opposite direction that you are flying!" Anakin grunted.

"Yeah, kinda figured that," Ahsoka replied, trying to find a way to turn around without capsising her ship. She glanced at the system information display. Oxygen running out in four minutes. On the radar, the cruiser was steadily getting further away.