Ahsoka One Shots

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Oh so I changed the book cover, I just liked this picture better. Still not my art haha maybe someday when I actually have the ability and drive to do digital art

Enjoy :)

"Do you remember me?" Came the eerie voice from behind her. You could practically hear the evil smile in his voice. "Come, child, you belong to me." In the distance she heard a blood curdling scream, the scream of a woman, sobbing, then a man, and two perfectly timed thumps followed by a crying child.

Ahsoka woke with a shriek. She sat up in her bed, clutching at the bedsheets, willing herself to calm down to a point where she could go back to sleep, but before she could lay down again Anakin's concerned voice echoed through the door. "Ahsoka? I'm coming in," He was always good like that. If something was wrong, he would never barge in without saying something. "What happened?" He knew what happened, he pretended not to hear her the night before when she woke up from a nightmare and fell asleep crying, he didn't want to embarrass her that time, but this had happened for the second night in a row and it killed him not to go help her.

"I'm- I'm sorry master it was just a nightmare." She said, swallowing back the sob that threatened to escape her throat. 

"C'mere," Anakin wrapped her up in a hug, hoping she would be able to relax. He was no stranger to nightmares himself, and didn't want her to suffer through them alone.

She stifled the sob but a few tears left her eyes anyway, soaking into the shoulder of Anakin's robes. "I didn't mean to wake you," Ahsoka said quietly.

"It's okay, don't worry about that."

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She was with her master for the mission, they were undercover playing the part of illegal weapons dealers in the attempts to catch a recent criminal, and were about to enter a bar when Ahsoka had a strange feeling; a warning through the force. She stopped dead in her tracks just before they were about to enter a bar.

"Snips? What's going on?" Anakin stopped and looked at her confused.

"I'm... Not sure. It's probably nothing, let's go." Ahsoka shook her head and kept walking.

Oh how wrong she was.

The bar wreaked of alcohol and sweat, it was pretty run down and both the Jedi wondered why such a big weapon's dealer would work out of such a dump, likely to remain discreet. Ahsoka followed her master towards the bar where he ordered a beer for himself and asked the bartender about the man they were looking for.

"We're looking for a Ulan Kesh? Interested in buying some of his goods." He was a convincing actor, if she hadn't know he was a Jedi Ahsoka would have been fooled.

"Second door on the right." He gestured towards a back hallway and set down the drink, going to deal with a very drunk, and mildly angry customer nearby. "It's no place for a pleasure slave," He added, going looking eerily at Ahsoka with a smile.

Anakin, although equally as angry at the man, stopped Ahsoka from saying anything that might blow their cover. For once he was the more composed of the two and just nodded his head at the bartender. He took a swig of his beer and stood up, gesturing for Ahsoka to follow. When they got to the entrance he promptly spit the beer on the floor and spoke. "Stay out here and guard, and don't hesitate to start a bar fight if anyone tries to touch you," He said with a grin. She gave her own grin and nodded her head in agreement. "I'll comm you to meet me outside when I've got him." With that, Anakin headed into the dimly lit hallway for the second door on the right.

Ahsoka turned her attention towards the rest of the bar. Most of the occupants were drunk, not surprising considering how dumpy this place was; she didn't expect many of them to have come here in the intent to be the designated driver for their group. It had only been a few moments before a man walked up to her. Great, she thought, giving the man a stink eye before he could approach her, hoping that she would be able to ward him off. Unfortunately, he still came closer.