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“Again.” Ahsoka heard the female voice cry out. Her eyes flinched underneath the sting of the command. Ahsoka wasn’t unfamiliar with failure, but this took it to a whole new level. The task was simple. She was to lift the rock onto the perimeter of the new makeshift camp. It should have been next to trivial for her. Her mind flashed back to when she was at the Jedi Temple. “Ahsoka, you must focus. Breathe in, breathe out. Feel the force around you, move through you. Now, gather the force around the rock and lift it.” The voice of Plo Koon guided her back then. The rock, back then, was no more than the size of her hand. She was just beginning to learn about the force and what it meant to her. Granted, the rock in front of her was 1,000 times bigger than that initial rock. “You must not get angry, Ahsoka. This will come to you in time.” Plo Koon said to her, his caring eyes somehow piercing through her soul, seeing the residual anger starting to build up. “But Master

Ahsoka was immediately struck with a sense of familiarity as she entered the tent. People moved about to accomplish this task or that task. She saw Corian off slightly to the side, talking to another attendant who had a slave collar, just like her. Not seeing another move to make, she moved forward towards Corian. She didn’t manage to catch any of the conversation being said before Corian caught her from the side. “Ah, Ahsoka, I see you made your decision. I’m so very happy you could join us. This is Sister Elena. She will be in charge of your training here within the Coven. Be sure she becomes familized with the rules. We would not want to dish out any…unnecessary consequences, would we?” Corian asked. “Of..of..of course Mistress. I will see her becoming part of the Coven.” Elena stammered. “I expect you will train her to the best of your abilities. Now, tend to your slave.” Corian said as she dropped the controller for her shock collar into Elena's hands. She was then

Barriss Offee sat on the homespun bed in the centre of the small but decently-lit hut, her legs that were bared by her set of loincloth-like straps crossed in the distinctive lotus position the now-dead Jedi order would use. Her short hair loose and cascading around her head whilst curling at the tips, the rogue Mirialan force-user was clad from the waist up in the remains of her old dress, except it was missing the sleeves. The belt slung around her hips held pouches to contain utilities necessary for precarious situations. But no longer did Barriss wear that elegant royal blue hood. A faded grey cape hung around her shoulders and some additions to her gear included rusty brown gauntlets, shoulder pads, greaves and sabatons of an alloy hastily constructed and scavenged along her travels. With only this remote forested moon with rolling mountainscapes and a hut as her world, Barriss allowed her gaze to drift into space as she contemplated everything. Events that had led to all this; a

“There is no emotion, there is peace. There is no ignorance, there is knowledge. There is no passion, there is serenity. There is no chaos, there is harmony. There is no death, there is the Force.” -The Jedi Code Ahsoka repeated those words to herself as she sat in her prison confinements. If there was one thing Ahsoka didn’t like, it was being captured. You know, being an apprentice under Master Skywalker, one tends to find themselves in situations such as this one, only you don’t expect it from your own side.  She had been captured plenty of times before. She often had to think on her feet in order to get the mission accomplished, whether it was taking a sepertist fleet or command point. The temple had just been bombed and she had been brought in by the council as a third party investigator.  If she was captured by the Sepertist, she would sit and wait for republic reinforcement to come and rescue her, often in the form of her Master Anakin. Now, she was so close to revealing who the true perpetrator was and she was found in the evidence by Commander Wolf. The council had expelled her from the Jedi Order in order to give her a military trial. Now she was sitting in a prison cell waiting for her ‘trial’ to begin. She knew that someone had used the dark side of the force to choke out the life of Letta Tourmand. Anakin had promised to investigate what was really going on and get to the heart of the matter and bring justice to whoever was really behind this attack.  She didn’t know what to think or how to take all of this in. One moment she was trying to solve the mystery of the bombing and was making some headway, and next the suspect in front of her is choking out and she is suspected of doing it. Someone had to be behind all this. She had her thoughts that it was Ventress, but she couldn’t be sure. Everything felt clouded. She felt like she was trying to find her way through a heavy mist that refused to lift. She took another deep breath as she sat there mediating, trying to recall any detail that could help her.  Ahsoka’s eyes popped open as she felt a force presence coming towards her. It felt hidden to everyone else but her.  “What the...Aaargh!!!” A clone screamed at the end of the hallway that led to her cell.  She saw the two troopers outside her cell move against the attacker, only to be flung back a second later against the wall, knocked unconscious. A cloaked figure stood there. After a quick nod, the figure activated their lightsaber. A blue blade sprung from it, going into the control panel and deactivating the ray shield that kept her here. The lightsaber turned off and the figure removed their hood.  Barriss Offee stood before her, a gentle smile on her face. Ahsoka couldn’t help but smile as she saw her friend before her.  “Good, I’m not too late.” Barriss said, giving her friend a quick hug.  “Barriss!!!” Ahsoka cried as she quickly returned the hug. “What are you doing here?”  “After I heard what they did to you, expelling you from the order, there was no way I could stand by and let that happen to you. So, here I am.” Barriss said.  “What about your status with the Jedi? Aren’t you jeopardizing your position within the Jedi Order to rescue me?” Ahsoka questioned.  “The Jedi and I...don’t exactly see eye to eye anymore. They are too stuck in their ways to see the threat before them.” Barriss said as she quickly backed up and looked down the hallway to see if anyone was coming. Fortunately, none seem to be coming...yet.  “Here’s your lightsabers. You’re going to need them if we’re going to escape.” Barriss said as she quickly produced a lightsaber hilt and a shoto.  Taking them quickly, Ahsoka felt a sigh of relief overcome her. She quickly attached them to her belt. Moments later, they were off, speeding down the corridors. They ran into pockets of clone troopers, but were easily disarmed and knocked unconscious. They ran into what seemed to be a dead end.  “What now, Barriss? I’m assuming you have a plan in order to escape.” Ahsoka asked, a quiet worry in her voice.  “We can’t exactly go out the front door, so we’ll go around the back.” Barriss said as she put her hand against the wall and focused.  Ahsoka backed up in shock as the wall began to separate and opened up a path that was a secret in the temple.  “What the…” Ahsoka began to say.  “No time to explain, right now, we need to go. It won’t be much longer till they figure out where we went. I’m not the only one who knows about this.” Barriss said, as she took Ahsoka’s hand and dragged her along.  Soon, they got to Barriss’s stealth fighter and we’re making their way into space. As they boarded, Ahsoka noted that this was unlike any ship she had ever seen before, but it was definitely not a republic ship, which was a good thing.  No one pursued them. Barriss was prepared when hyper traffic wanted to know what destination they had in mind. She told them the planet, Corellia, to visit some family. As soon the jump was clear, Ahsoka saw the stars blurr before her eyes.  “So, are we really going to Corellia?” Ahsoka asked, amused.  “Of course not, we may make a slight detour on the way and happen not to report it.” Barriss said, an amused smile also coming over her face.  A moment of silence passed between the two friends.  “While I’m not ungrateful for you rescuing me, why are we…” Ahsoka began to say.  “Leaving Coruscant? It's because I want you to meet some people, Ahsoka. You have seen how the Jedi have treated you, treated us. We’re nothing more than pawns in someone else’s game.” Barriss said, anger creeping into her voice. Ahsoka could feel the dark undertones in the force with Barriss. While she would continue to trust her friend for now, she had definitely changed in the time passed since she last saw her.  “Are you sure about that? I know the Jedi have…their flaws, sure..” Her mind went straight back to the trial she had before the council and how Anakin had said that they had already made their decision before she could plead her case, her side of the story. “But are they really at fault? Everything feels so...messy right now.”  “I know this is all fresh and new for you Ahsoka, but believe me, the Jedi are not perfect, nor are the Sith. Both are pawns in someone’s game. The people who I am taking you to understand that. Not only do they understand that, they are actively working against such schemes. I need you to trust me on this. This may not all make sense now, but I hope in time, you will see how shackled you have been, both by the Jedi and the Sith.” Barris said.  An alert came up on the console, they were exiting hyperspace. A flush green planet was beneath them. Ahsoka couldn’t help but stare in awe at the beauty of the planet. Immediately, she felt how powerful the force was here and could only wonder how the Jedi had not found this place before.  “Welcome to Vorir.” Barriss said. She turned back to the controls and began their descent towards the planet.  As they landed, Barriss turned and faced her friend and smiled a sad smile. She reached around and placed a device on Ahsoka’s neck.  “Barriss, what are you doing?” Ahsoka began to question.  “I’m sorry that I have to do this, but for you to see the truth, your eyes must be open.” Barriss said.  Ahsoka immediately felt an electrical shock flow through her body, incapacitating her.  “You must learn what it means to be a slave before you can be free from it. Mistress Coria will guide you as I once was guided. Once you do, you will know freedom like never before.”  Ahsoka continued to stare up at her ‘friend’, helpless to respond or make any movement.  “I may lose your trust for a while, but it will all be worth it in the end.” Was the last thing Ahsoka heard before darkness took her in.  … “Yes, Ahsoka has escaped. She apparently had help. We are tending to the troopers now, but none seemed to be seriously injured.” Obi wan Kenobi said. His face looked as thoughtful as ever.  “Disturbing, this is. Where she had gone, we do not know.” Yoda said. “Find her, we will not.”  “Let me go after her. She’s my padawan. She’s my responsibility.” Anakin said.  “She was expelled from the order Anakin. She is no longer your padawan.” Obi reprimanded.  “Would you say the same about me, Master?” Anakin asked, the emotion evident in his voice.  “Remember the Jedi code. There is no emotion, there is peace.” Obi wan reminded, despite his own emotions raging beneath the surface. He too, was concerned for Ahsoka’s safety.  “High alert, we will be. The war, too big, to search for her now. An attack on Botor, underway it is. Need reinforcements, you two will go.” Yoda said.  “But Master…” Anakin began. “It is not your place to question the council Anakin.” He turned and faced Yoda. “We will supply reinforcements. We will leave as soon as possible. Isn’t that right, Anakin?” Obi Wan said in a stern tone.  “Yes Master. I’ll get my ship ready.” Anakin said, his displeasement evident on his face. Nothing more was said as he set off, obeying the orders he was given.  … "Does she know?" A female voice asked.  "No, my mistress. She does not know that it was me that set her up with the murder of Letta Turmond, the one responsible for the bombing of the temple." Barriss responded.  "Does it bother you that you betrayed your friend?" The voice asked again.  "No, my mistress, for I did not betray a friend, but rather gained a sister, even if she does not see it that way currently." Silence stood in the air as the figure considered Barriss's words.  "Well said, sister of the night, for your words ring true. Thus, your words have pleased me. You may drink from the fountain." The voice said.  "Thank you Mistress Coria. I live to serve." Barriss said and then darted toward the fountain, looking at it as if it held more value than life itself.  Coria smiled as she watched Barriss drink from the fountain. She sensed that this Jedi would be difficult to break, but they all did in the end. This one would be no exception. No, she would become putty in their hands, showing her the life she was always meant to live, in servitude and in pleasure.  .... Author’s note: If you couldn’t already tell, this is a fanfiction where Ahsoka is rescued by Barriss Offee and a mysterious group that want to lure Ahsoka to the dark side of the force. This will be a Barrissoka (Barriss x Ahsoka) story. Will they be successful in seducing Ahsoka to the dark side? We shall see. :) This story has no relation to the nightsisters or is affiliated with them. While the concepts may be similar, this is an original group for the purposes of the story. Expect them to be more fleshed out in the coming parts. 

Ahsoka woke up with a moan. The first thing she noticed was the throbbing headache she had. Everything over the past couple of days felt like a blur. She was a member of the Jedi Order just little over a week ago. She went to go talk to Letta Tourmand and she was choked out right in front of her. She was set up and framed. The Jedi were going to put her on trial. Barriss rescued her. Barriss did something to… She reached her hand to her neck and felt a small circular disk attached to her spine. Barriss attached it to her while apologizing for what came next. Something about you must learn to be a slave in order to be free from such mentality. She wasn’t sure what to make of that. She started to take in her surroundings.  Barriss mentioned that wherever she was at was a planet called Vorir. On the way in, she noticed all the green vegetation and land masses. As she looked around, she could only conclude that she was on one such land mass. She could tell she was in some kind of tent with the ground bare before her. She felt relieved when she finally noticed that she was still in her Jedi outfit. They at least had the decency to keep her clothed for the time being.  “There is no emotion, there is peace.” Ahsoka said quietly to herself. She needed to stay calm right now. Oftentimes throughout the war, she would find herself in situations where she felt overwhelmed and out of her control. One thing that has always kept her grounded and calm was the Jedi code. In her opinion, it was more than something to recite, but rather something to live by.  “There is no ignorance, there is knowledge.” Ahsoka continued. She needed to find more information about where she was at, who was keeping her here, and what happened to Barriss. Her mind went back to her time shortly after Geonosis where she and Barriss had to fight off a bug infestation that took over the crew of the ship. She hated how she had to go against her best friend in order to save the crew and Barriss.  Her hands reached for where her lightsabers should have been, but found nothing there. Ahsoka sighed in frustration. Of course Barriss would have removed her lightsabers. Something must have happened to her while she was here. She needed more information. Ahsoka’s eyes widened when the tent flap before her moved and a figure came in.  She was a humanoid figure with white skin with black lines going down and throughout the body. She wore a cloak. Ahsoka could see the design parts of it that belonged to both the Jedi and the Sith. The figure stood before her, her eyes glued to Ahsoka. For a moment, both of them said nothing, each trying to size up the other person. Ahsoka’s first instinct was to reach out with the force and feel what alignment this creature was before her. She felt a pull to the light side of the force...and the dark side of the force. The person before her, according to her reading of the force, was neither light or dark. That alone piqued Ahsoka’s interest.  She also felt the creature do the same to her, except hers felt more...powerful, more….through. The figure moved in closer, the flap closing behind her as she entered the tent. Ahsoka was shocked by what the creature’s first words to her were.  “There is no passion, there is serenity. There is no chaos, there is harmony. There is no death, there is the Force. Isn’t that what you were reciting, young padawan? The Jedi code?” The figure asked, the tone mocking. Ahsoka felt a wave of anger surge through her. She wanted to blast this person with the force and try to escape. What Ahsoka often found successful was hearing what the enemy said and waiting for the right moment to strike. She was too exposed right now, she didn’t know enough to make strategic decisions. The figure before her spoke. Somehow, Ahsoka knew that the figure had sensed the flash of anger within her and would use that to her advantage somehow.  “I meant no offense. I was taken aback by how dedicated you are to your order after they betrayed you. I have not heard that code in a long time, not since…” The figure looked off in the distance.  “So, you were once a Jedi?” Ahsoka asked hopefully. If this person used to be a Jedi, then she may already have 1 ally more than she thought.  A soft, mocking laugh came from her lips. A smile curled up on her face.  “No, I was thinking the last time I heard that was from your friend, Sister Barriss. She struggled valiantly onto your Jedi Order, but ultimately succumbed to the weakness of her own desires, just as you will, young apprentice. You have a fire in you, but you will find it will serve you no purpose here.” The figure said.  “My name is Coria Madas, but you will soon call me Mistress. I have clothes for you to change into. You may exit the tent at your convenience. You will receive further instruction then.” Coria said as she set down a pair of clothes on a crate next to her. She then promptly exited the tent, leaving Ahsoka by herself once again.  Waiting and listening to the environment around her, she slowly crept over to the clothes set down for her. When she was confident that no one would come in, she began to fold the clothes out. She was presented with what could only be described as a slave outfit. She had seen very similar outfits worn by beings in slavery. Often they were skimpy outfits that left the body very exposed and sensualized for the view pleasures of other beings. Her mind went back to when she was held captive for a short period by Queen Miraj. The outfit was more in line with what she saw of hutts with the gold jewelry and such.  Not seeing much of an alternative, she discarded her old jedi clothes and put on the clean clothes before her. She had a hard time getting it on. At one point, she was tempted to ask for help, but thought better of it. While she may not be part of the Jedi Order anymore, that didn’t mean she wasn’t a Jedi. She would find a way to make this fit. After what seemed to be forever, she finally managed to get it on. Taking a moment, she took a deep breath and focused.  “There is no emotion, there is peace. There is no ignorance, there is knowledge. There is no passion, there is serenity. There is no chaos, there is harmony. There is no death, there is the Force.” Ahsoka said and then exited the tent.  It took a moment for her eyes to adjust, but she was surprised by the business going on around her. People were moving in every which way and direction. She saw crates getting moved, tents getting set up, people giving orders on what to work on next. She took a quick moment and noticed all the people following orders wore the same type of clothing. A quick look at herself, she saw she too wore the same clothing. She then noticed the figure that spoke to her in the tent overlooking everything, a smile on her face. Ahsoka made her way over to her.  “Why, yes, this will make for a good camp for now.” She turned slightly to face Ahsoka. “The padawan comes out. Come with me Ahsoka, for we have much to discuss.” Coria said. She turned and started to walk towards a different part of camp. Ahsoka, not seeing Barriss or really, any other alternative if she wanted information, followed.  “Ah, yes...coming.” Ahsoka said, rushing to catch up. “What is going on? Are you guys setting up camp?” Ahsoka asked.  “All will be explained. Now, you will only speak when spoken too. Do you understand?” Coria demanded.  “Not really.” Ahsoka said, not really understanding what was being told of her.  She felt an electrical shock go through her whole body. She felt her legs go stiff as she tried to move forward, but was unable to do so. She collapsed when the electrical shock ended.  “It’s a yes or no question. You will only speak when spoken too. Do you understand?” Coria asked again, this time an edge in her voice.  “Yes...yes...I understand. Only speak when spoken to.” Ahsoka panted as she began to get back up.  Coria eyed her for a moment, looking to see if she truly understood. Determining she had enough for now, she nodded and continued walking. Not wanting to receive another shock, Ahsoka kept up with her and kept her mouth shut. She did however try to make mental notes of the camp, looking for weak spots or possible escape routes for later. She noticed that what look to be electrical devices were being placed around the circumference of the camp, either keeping her and others in or keeping something out. So focused she was on gathering information. She didn't notice the huge tent before them. Coria turned around and addressed her.  "I welcome you to the claven Ahsoka Tano. Here we offer you a new way of life, one of pleasure and power, but to become of the claven, the old must be washed away. You have taken your first steps towards such freedom's. Now, I offer you this choice. You can either continue living in the Jedi's lies or embrace the truth of all beings. If you choose to enter the tent, know that it means the rejection of all you have been told and taught. If you choose to stay out, you will become no further rank in our society than a slave. I will give you a moment to decide. Choose wisely." Coria said, then she entered into the tent.  Unsure what to make of her fate, she stood outside the tent for a few moments, debating what to do. The Jedi expelled her. Coria and Barriss said she was trapped by the views of the Jedi and the sith. They also said they would enlighten her with the truth. She resolved to stay strong in that moment. The Jedi were the peace keepers of the galaxy. She would enter and teach her captive what it meant to be a Jedi and how they would not break. She entered the tent, woefully unprepared for what would come next. The downfall of Ahsoka Tano, both in mind and in spirit. 

It took Ahsoka the better part of the afternoon to find her way out of the Sith Temple, with its roof now closed again she had to track through the elaborate labyrinth that was the inside of the temple complex. She was exhausted both mentally and physically, she would have very much liked to just collapse right there, with her back against the cold stone wall of the temple, and just sleep for a few hours, but she could not do that now, she had to get off Malachor as soon as possible. This planet was sheeting with evil motivation, she could feel her life force slowly being drained to feed dark formless entity that constitution the temple. No, she had to get out. With that Ahsoka doubled her step and renewed her search for a way out of the dark corridors. Morai was still with her, the little Owl-like creature was either flying in front of her or perching on her shoulder emanating a light and shimmering glow of pure light, it was beautiful, and it gave Ahsoka the hope that she so