Sithahsoka قصص

Count Dooku takes three-year-old Ahsoka as his apprentice, raising her in the ways of the Sith. It changes everything. Without Ahsoka to ground him, Anakin is left increasingly unstable, growing more distant from the other Jedi as the war drags on. And Ahsoka becomes a dark, dangerous Sith apprentice under Dooku's guidance. Not a fix-it; dark-fic; eventual happy ending

This is a standalone novel and is not part of any series (unless I make a sequel to this). The girl once known as Ahsoka Tano is no more. In her place is an Imperial Inquisitor, filled to the brim with hatred and rage towards the Jedi that expelled her. Now, a devout servant of Darth Vader and the Empire, she ruthlessly and effectively hunts down the petty remains of the cult she once swore allegiance to. And she knows that Vader is her former master--she was there by his side at the Temple massacre. But is Ahsoka really lost? On one mission, she is put to the test when she finds someone hell-bent on bringing her back to the light. Will they succeed at showing Ahsoka the light once more, or is she truly lost?

Ahsoka comes back to the Order before the end of the war for reasons Anakin doesn't know. As the world crashes down around him, as the Jedi Order and Republic fall, the Empire rising from their ashes, as he sees the security recording of Ahsoka kneeling to Sidious, her new master, Anakin knows nothing will ever be the same again.

After The Empire Strikes Back, Luke joins his father, Darth Vader, and embraces the dark side. Luke has begun his descent into evil, while Leia reconciles with the loss of him. Meanwhile, on Dathomir, the former apprentice of Anakin Skywalker, Ahsoka Tano, makes a deal with a Nightsister called Merin but doesn't know what it will truly entail. She wanted her master back, but she never specified in what way; thus, Darth Vader and Leia have now switched bodies. What now?

As Darth Castra sulked in the grimy cell, she could feel her sensitive, cracked lekku against the durasteel floor. It felt familiar and took her back to another lifetime where she had been safe, loved, and happy. She hated it. The moment her loyalty had been questioned she was shipped off for a military trial. Shipped off to her death. The sour taste in her mouth grew as she thought what a mindless slave she had been. Now, now things were different. She would no longer be a slave to anyone. And they weren't going to force her to. She heard footsteps coming and she brought herself out of her musings. As the door slid open with a pop, there stood the only two people she still cared about. The only two things she allowed herself to attach to regarding her former life. As she began to speak, the words that came out were spoken with a familiar ease, but were rooted in spite and betrayal. "Hello Master, Rexter, it's been a while."