Star Wars: The Forbidden Activities

Twenty-six: A Disturbance In The Force

Darth Sidious sat in his favourite chair, staring out at the buildings of Coruscant. Suddenly, he put a hand to the side of his face. Something was wrong. Something was terribly wrong. 

One presumed dead was not so. He could feel it. The thread of life was far away, and faint, as if injured. But it was alive. 

Anakin Skywalker was alive. 

Perhaps he wouldn't have to keep Dooku as his apprentice after all...

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Ahsoka Tano sat in the co-pilot's seat, staring glumly at the glow of hyperspace. A hundred million stars flew by, providing life to the planets in their orbit. It was beautiful. Ahsoka loved hyperspace. 

What was slightly less beautiful was the grumpy Duros in the pilot's chair, telling her lame jokes that made HIM laugh, but that she didn't find funny at all. 

"What are your library books on Tatooine when you've had them for four weeks?" Cad Bane asked, grinning stupidly. 

"I don't know," Ahsoka said for the hundredth time. "Tell me." 

"Dewback," Cad said, and then slapped his knee and started laughing. 

"Wow," Ahsoka said dryly. "That one was sooo much funnier than the forty other identical ones you've told me today."

Cad wiped his eyes and stared at her. "I'm just tryin' to keep ya from boredom," he said in a small voice. 

Ahsoka sighed. "Thanks, I guess."

The Duros man leaned back in his seat. "Hey, you got yourself inta dis mess. Don't go blamin' me for whatcha did on your own."

Ahsoka couldn't wait until they landed on the mystery planet.