"S-sir?" Rex stuttered. Unsure of what to really say to that response, I mean, what would you say if this big black monster like man just told you that he was your old general?

"How did you survive all this time on your own?" Anakin asked curiously, stepping closer to Rex, examining his armor, Rex went rigid, how was he going to explain himself?

"I stole a ship," He replied truthfully, but refusing to include the fact that Ahsoka had been on the ship with him, and that he had been the one to kill his brothers to save her.

"Oh, tired of fighting the war and decide to leave did you?" Anakin surmised, placing a thoughtful hand to the chin of his black helmet.

"Yes, sir." Rex replied, inwardly sighing in relief that Anakin hadn't pressed about any other matters.

"You always did deserve a reprieve." The way he spoke sounded like Anakin, but the voice and body; they just were too much to take in.

"Sir...what happened to you exactly?" As Rex asked this the room became deathly silent, Anakin turned slightly away, his head hung low.

"...after the jedi betrayed us, Obi-Wan and I had a battle." He paused, "The traitor left me to die on Mustafar, if the Emperor hadn't saved me, I would have been no more." Even with his voice stuck as a monotone, you could still hear the anger in his voice, "Rex, you must come back to serve the Empire and kill the few rogue jedi that still remain."

"The jedi have survived, sir?" Rex asked, acting surprised.

"Yes, Rex, Obi-Wan, Yoda, and...Ahsoka. They still live. Maybe more. We must destroy them."

"But si-"

"Jedi!" A trooper yelled, Ahsoka activated her lightsaber and sliced him in half, then turned, and saw everyone looking at her. She gave a small wave and ran off, the other troopers looked at each other then dashed off after her, momentarily surprised at all that had happened in such a short period of time.

"Don't kill her, bring her to me." Vader ordered over the comms of the troopers. Replies of, 'Yes, sir.' Came back moments later.

Rex stood there, watching, he could do nothing else. He would not try and capture her, or help her, for that would surely get him killed on the spot. Besides, Ahsoka was a jedi, she could handle herself.

"I knew she would be alive, someone I taught should be one of the last ones standing; just like you, Rex." Vader looked in his direction, or so Rex thought, it was hard to tell with the big black helmet on.

"Sir, I do not mean to pry...but what are you going to do with her?"

"She is going to become my apprentice." He replied, Rex stiffened again, it seemed he was never going to be able to even relax slightly on this ship!

"What?" Rex wasn't sure if his ears were still working, or maybe it was his helmet messing up...

"I said," Vader turned to face Rex completely, "she will become my apprentice, just as you will return to being the captain that serves under me."

"Sir, no offense, but I liked being off duty, it was intended to be a permanent leave." Rex told him. The room grew silent, though it hadn't been very noisy to begin with since Ahsoka had run off. The feelings that were coming from Vader were turbulent; even Rex, just a clone, could identify them: irritation, confusion, anger, and...jealousy? Jealousy? He couldn't understand why Anaki- er...Vader was jealous. What was there to be jealous of?

Ahsoka ran down the hallways, past troopers that, at the speed at which she was running, truly reminded her of the clones she used to know. She felt tears gather in her eyes as she ran. What had happened to her old friends? What had the Empire done to them? Had they offed them? Had they lined them up and shot them? They may have killed her friends, but she knew that it truly wasn't their fault, they had been following orders. The clones had never truly been good nor evil, only a reflection of what the one commanding them had been.

They were gaining on her, she could hear their shouts, getting the ones in front of her to form a wall of men in white to try and stop her, 'Silly. This will only slow me down for a second.' She jumped above them, using the force to give her a boost in height. She felt the feelings of surprise and shock through the force, she couldn't help but grin maniacally as she landed lightly on the balls of her feet. They turned and she went back to running, 'There is no way they will catch me.' She thought, as she ran...

... straight into a deadend. The hallway ended, it didn't even have any rooms to escape into. She turned to see the troopers block the way she had come from. There were, what looked like hundreds, but in reality 70 at the most. Even with her lightsaber she knew she wouldn't be able to take them all out without them shooting her down. They had their guns drawn, pointing at her, were they just going to blast her here? To where she would just become a red stain on the wall? To be cleaned up after a while, then completely forgotten after a couple of months? Maybe even weeks?

"Wait, Lord Vader wants her alive! Put your guns down." A trooper spoke up, shoving past his brethren, to stand in front of the togrutan. He grabbed her arm roughly and spun it behind her back, doing the same with the other one, placing binders on her. He shoved her forward brusquely and the troopers parted to let them pass, following them like lost puppies now that they had nothing else to do. Everything on the ship had halted in exchange for the excitement of catching, and possibly getting to kill, a jedi. Ahsoka was taken back to Vader, shoved to her knees, and Rex almost made a move to help her up, but that would be a dead giveaway. He would just have to watch her suffer for a little bit, no matter how much it killed him. Vader told the trooper that had brought her to leave, he wanted to have a word with her. Rex had been allowed to stay, he could feel her looking at him, wondering if he had gone to the dark side to join, whoever this new sith was.

"Snips, I see you've grown since the last time I saw you." Vader noted, and Ahsoka stiffened.

"What did you call me?"

"What else would I call my old padawan?" Vader asked, a slightly amused tone in his voice.

"S-skyguy?"

"That's me."

"What...what happened to you?" She had enough nerve to knock on his helmet, Vader swatted her hand away, and she recoiled, a shiver going down her spine, as she felt that his hand was no longer flesh and blood, but instead was metal and circuitry.

"Obi-Wan betrayed me, and left me for dead." Vader replied. Ahsoka gasped, bringing a hand to her mouth, her blue eyes widening.

"He couldn't have! Master Obi-Wan would never betray you!" She exclaimed, shaking her head.

"He did. And because of him...Padme died."

"Padme..she's dead?"

"Yes, she was tricked by Obi-Wan, so I had to end her life."

"Master..." Ahsoka fell to her knees, trying to take all of this into account. She didn't know who to trust or which side was right. Things had been so much simpler with Rex.

No, things had been so much simpler with the Republic.

She closed her eyes as old memories resurfaced, the memories of the night Rex had saved her from his brothers, how they had stolen a ship, how Anakin had killed younglings... She jumped up, surprising both Vader and Rex.

"You killed them." She growled, her voice taking on an animalistic quality.

"Killed whom?" Vader asked.

"The younglings! Who else do you think I'm talking about?" She shouted.

"Of course I did." He replied, she sensed no remorse in him, "They were traitors of the republic. So of course they had to die."

"They were children!" She clenched her fists, anger easily seen on her features.

"Ahsoka, Snips, you have to understand." He placed his hands on her shoulders, "They were going to betray us eventually."

"You let your men try to kill me." She whispered.

"Only because I knew you would be able to survive." He replied, and she looked up at him, trying to see past the helmet, and into his eyes, hoping to find out if he was being truthful or not; though it was in vain, the eye pieces too tinted to see past them.

"Master, why didn't you warn me?" Her voice had turned to that of a broken child's, her defenses down as she no longer knew which side was good and true anymore. She had always respected her master, and looked to him when she had needed help. But she could no longer do that, for she wasn't sure if he was part of it or not.

"Because you would have told them, and they would have killed me for realizing their true plans." He replied, a hint of sympathy in his voice.

"Master, if you had told me not to say anything, I would have done what you had said. Though I may have seemed like I didn't respect you and your opinion, I did! Please, what you did just makes me feel like you wanted me to die..."

"I never meant it like that." His voice turned stern, "which is why I wanted to offer you something..."

"Master?" She asked, unsure of what he was going to conclude with.

"The position of my apprentice."

I was going to make this longer, but I wanted to end it here, just for dramatic effect.

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