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It was a week later, and Ahsoka was bored out of her mind.
Well, she wasn't bored per say, but with the amount of make-up work she had, she was starting to wish she hadn't ever left the cell.
Actually, she was sleeping, so maybe she would stay in the torturous workplace rather than in the torturous, painful cell.
Ahsoka shuddered at the memory. There was something wrong about looking at an Anakin and seeing a lack of playfulness in his eyes. Clone Anakin's eyes were cold, distant. It was... frightening, to say the least.
Something grabbed her bicep and she jumped, moving to punch the person before she noticed who it was and sighing, dropping her hand to her side. The boy laughed at her, and she let out a huff of irritation, before moving to lightly punch his arm.
"Don't do that, Anakin! It's not funny!" He didn't stop laughing, his blue eyes bright - much brighter than they were when he found her - and shoulders shaking. The togruta girl glared at him, telling him silently to shut up or else. This of course only made the boy laugh harder, and she ripped her arm from his grasp. Ahsoka tried to stop the laughter bubbling at her own lips, but she ultimately failed, giggles flowing over.
Laughing felt good after a week without it.
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It was official.
He was scared.
Collin's breathing was heavy, beads of sweat clinging to his forehead.
She was back.
She was in his head!
The clone was holed up in the quarters he shared with other younglings. Yes, even though he was a clone of Anakin, he was still a youngling. He sighed, looking up at the ceiling, and tried to think of something else.
Anything else that didn't involve a sith chasing him at lightsaber tip.
The boy shuddered, before noticing another child had come into the room. She was small; smaller than the others by a long shot, but she made up for it with her attitude and lightsaber skills. Her skin was a very pale blue, and her eyes a bright sapphire color. She didn't have hair, but instead headtails to replace that. The girl was half togrutan, half twi'lek, but she didn't really look it all that much. She was mostly togrutan, though, so she mainly took the appearance of one, reminding Collin of the dreaded little nine-year-old girl, so he rolled over and pretended to be asleep.
"Collin?"
She always knew when someone was faking.
"What, Skynodey(Ski-no-dee)?" He growled, flipping over to face her, before yelping and scooting backwards. That girl was much closer than he had anticipated, and she had one hand clasped around her arm. It was stained a ruby color, and he immediately knew something had happened. Collin pushed his normal thoughts of anguish aside and a face of half-concern took over. Her facial markings were small splotches shaped like rounded stars pressed into her cheeks, but even with her normally happy demeanor, she failed to sound like the annoying girl he knew.
"What did he do this time?" The clone asked, noticing a tiny tear pricking at the edge of her eyes. Skynodey never cried, not unless someone she knew...
...died.
-Earlier that day-
Ahsoka growled at the pain she could feel coming from the little togruta girl. It wasn't the normal bruise feeling, but rather a much worse pain. It had all started when she had been helping Master Luminara with some of the younger younglings, but now she was with a few older ones. In short, she was with younglings that were eight, no less than a year younger than her.
Sparring matches with training sabers turned on low were normal, but when you had a psycho kid trying to attack another, well, there are somethings that just aren't normal.
"See! She can't even stay upright!" One of the boys jeered while Ahsoka had her back turned.
"She just falls!" A slapping sound resounded through the training room, causing Ahsoka to turn her head. A crack sounded soon after, and all she could do was gasp as she saw the body on the floor.
It was a small togrutan girl, one that looked quite similar to one named Skynodey.
It was Siana, her sister, who was left on the floor, knocked out or worse, while Skynodey was only bleeding a little on the arm.
Ahsoka leaped up, watching as the boys ran off away, and bent down to the body on the ground."No, no no no..."
As she tried to feel a pulse, she noticed something much worse on the girl's arm.
She had a bond mark, and it was seeming to fade slightly.
Two people were going to die if she wasn't careful.
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Well, it's short, but it'll have to do. And I realize I haven't updated in about a month....
Sorry! :P School is being a terror. Also, because I love you all so much, I decided to do a cliffy. Yeah. I know, you all are so spoiled with the lack of cliff hangers.
But, I do promise to get out the next chapter soon, and at earliest this weekend. So, yay!
And... I uh... still haven't figured out who is going to have problems, but I have two people in mind...
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Signature Bonds - Star Wars TCW
FanfictionWe all know Anakin and Ahsoka had a strong bond during the Clone Wars. But, what if they had a stronger one, keeping Anakin from falling to the Dark side, and Ahsoka from leaving the Order? And what if the Council allowed Jedi to have attachments to...