28 Awakening (1/2)

Upon returning to the Guardian, Ahsoka Tano requested the use of a cargo ship, wanting to leave. While Sabine initially tried to talk her friend out of leaving, it seemed there was no way to stop her. Once the former Jedi Padawan made up her mind, it seemed like the decision was final.

Without much of a goodbye, to two friends hugged and departed from one another. Sabine staying on board the Guardian while Tano left on an Imperial cargo shuttle which had been retrofitted into a miniature Yacht.

This yacht was covered in black reflective paint and was protected against being conventionally scanned by other vessels. It was perfect for smuggling or migrating through hostile space. The interior had been redone, furnished with vintage wooden wall panels, silver trims and variety recreational decor.

Before she left, she was given a choice of what she wanted the ship named. Ahsoka herself was rather confused of why she was being given this cargo shuttle. It seemed expensive due to its retrofitting. Not only that, but it had a lot more facilities than she needed, it even had a relatively nice sized bedroom and a small galley.

In the end she named it 'Skyguy' as a way to honor her former master, Anakin Skywalker. The vessel departed once it was clear and left through the main hangar.

Following her current path, according to scan-com, Ahsoka Tano's current trajectory after entering hyperspace was most likely the planet of Shili. The world in which she was born, she was going home for the first time in almost forty or so years after Plo Koon had taken her into the Jedi Order.

Stasis caskets, pods and carbonite prisons were brought to the medical wing of the Guardian and placed in specific areas pertaining to the possible needs of the patients. All of them were being monitored as to make sure that they were to stay alive and were stable enough to release.

Medical corps officers dressed in white double breasted tunics, with cyan stripes down their sleeves, and black trousers, stood on standby. Each of them was prepped to take care of anyone of the patients that needed immediate care.

The first carbonite prisons were brought before the future Emperor, it was Piru and the two young girls. The Twi'lek and the human younglings.

Gesturing towards Piru, he was silently telling his officers to let the singular padawan out first. They nodded and moved on either side of the prison as a third officer would begin managing the controls on the slab.

Within minutes the carbonite began to heat up, the girl would slowly begin to move. A quiet groan escaping her lips as she slowly defrosted. Two of the officers caught her by the arms as she was about to fall to the ground and she found herself gently helped to her knees.

Sitting there with her hands now planted on the ground, the blind padawan reached out with the force, her body shaking as she did so. She refused to yield to the sickness which stained her for being kept in stasis for so long.

He stared down at the girl for a few moments before taking several steps forward. His presence immediately being known by her and she almost immediately, on instinct, pushed herself up to sit up right.

She was soaked, her body shook repetitively. She was blind and couldn't see. She was completely exhausted and dehydrated, too weak to hold herself up without support.

Even though she was virtually blind, she turned her head to look up at him as he towered over her. ”Who... who... are you...? Where... am I?” She wasn't acting rash, she knew that this man could overpower her. She was blind so she couldn't see who it was.

Piru however could sense a familiar weapon on the man's belt. It belonged to a Jedi Master who had tended to the younglings by her side. Her lip quivered slightly at the thought of yet another friend gone.

Her question was left unanswered by immediately silence. However she could hear his pant legs brush against one another as he knelt on one leg in front of her.

She heard a pair of gloves being pulled off his hands and slap onto the metal floor between them. She opened her mouth slightly to speak, but quietly fell silent as she felt warm hands clamp down on the sides of her head. She immediately began to feel the revitalizing energies rushing into her body. She took in a sharp breath as the shock of sudden change went through her system. The person was using the force to heal her, her sight was gradually restored.

Within a few moments, she was staring into the eyes of two unknown brown hues. He remained holding onto the sides of her head, his palms rested on her cheeks. As he rose to his feet, she soon followed, but his hands moved to her shoulders and he 'forced' her onto her knees.

Blinking a few times, she stared up at the man, until her eyes trailed down to his chest and her eyes stared at the mantle. An inverted symbol of the Galactic Empire. The rank insignia was high up the chain of command.

Tobias smiled down towards her, ”My name is Tobias Rune. Emperor of the Galactic Imperium,” he stated as he drew the lightsaber of Master K'kruhk, a vibrant green blade.

She stared up at it with a frown on her face, it wasn't as prominent as her shivering eyes though.

Like in any knighting ritual, she found the weapon bouncing from one shoulder to the other. Then her Padawan braid was burnt off, and sent to the floor. He deactivated the lightsaber and presented it to her. ”Rise... You have become a Knight of your extinct Order. You have a choice, join the Imperium as a member of the Order of Shadows, or to continue as a Jedi.”

”...What is this Order of Shadows you speak of?” The girl asked as she looked up at him. Her eyes were filled with courage which was severely lacking earlier. Prior to being frozen in carbonite, her Master had advised her that it had been time to throw away the Jedi Teachings in order to survive. What did the teachings of this Order serve?

”It's an order similar to the Jedi, but their code is much more unique. Your High Council would have declared it a Grey Sect. Would you like to hear its code?” Tobias asked as he looked down at her, watching as she took the weapon which had been presented to her.

He would bestow a poncho over her shoulders soon afterward as her ripped shirt fell from her shoulders and onto the ground.

”There is no ignorance, there is knowledge.