The charge was set so it would rip through metal, stone and whatever ese denied us entry. Stone metal and other alloys the same, it didn't matter. Were in. I entered first and froze in awe, the Jedi temple was honestly among grandest of grand structures. The sheer size made the underworld seem. . . pointless. Even damaged, and empty it felt. . . is beautiful. Ahsoka followed me in, her movements were sharp and slick, tactical. She wasn't messing around.

'Ok, Jocasta must have been trying to get something from the archives, we should go there first.' She stated.

'Ok, you use large words as if I know I understand them.' I told her, she just sighed.

'Were going to the library.' She said as she started to walk further in, I followed her on her way.

As we headed further into the temple, my attention on Ahsoka. It was hard to explain, it wasn't how she acted, or her expressions, it was something more than that, like I could. . . pick up how she was feeling. It was weird. . . but I knew I had to think of something else, this was all. . . playing with my head. I pulled out a scanner pad from my belt and ran a quick scan.

'Well, it's just like outside: no sensors. I would think they would have put like, any security up in here.' I tried to make conversation.

'Maybe they just wanted to leave it empty. A mausoleum, or effigy of disaster.' Cold.

'Maybe. . .' as we progressed, I noticed something under some rubble.

I got down beside it and pulled out a scorched clone helmet, and a shoulder piece off clone armour too. I tucked the helmet under my arm and set the shoulder piece on my shoulder. I looked up and noticed Ahsoka was walking on without me. I took a step, and something fell out of my new helmet. I knelt down and picked it up: some type of cylinder, no distinctive markings or buttons, but a smooth and shaped handle with a single opened end.

Must be some kind of stim. . . or maybe a cutter?

I put it in my pack and chased after her.

I left him. . . I shouldn't have. . . but I did. . . I fought in his place, and that is where it all began. If I stayed at his side then. . . maybe I could have done something. . . he was on Mustafar, that much was certain, and if I was there, I could have fought. . . I could have killed that monster!

'Ahsoka!' I turned to see Ardonda running up.

'Oh, I swear you were just. . .' I looked down at the helmet.

'Yeah, I kinda picked up a souvenir, but you kinda left me back there.' He laughed.

Left him?!

'Then. . . lets stay together, no running off.' I ordered as I turned around and marched on.

'Fine with me, I love staying close to you.' I stopped, 'I-I meant it-not in that way!'

I laughed a little, and continued on. He honestly acted like a child at times, but he could be serious and kind.

I guess I have a type. . . he seems too much like-

I stopped. Movement. I jumped back and pulled Salk to the side to hide. As we sat there, we watched as a probe droid hovered by, broadcasting its inaudible chatter.

'Hasn't seen us. . .' I whispered, Salk pulled out a scanner.

'Its not transmitting.' He notified me, he pulled out a blaster, 'your call.'

I thought about it for a moment.

'Go.' I told him.

He jumped out from cover, he whistled, and the droid turned on him. It fired a shot, he jumped aside and blaster it, but it was still active. I jumped out at it, kicking it to the side before Salk blasted it a second time. It went down in a heap of scrap at last.

'That took far too long!' I told him.

'First shot it its antenna, second straight through its eyes. Can't argue that result.' She assured me.

'You could have died!' I argued.

'And yet I'm still breathing.' He rebutted.

'Just shut up!' I yelled, just realising how much of an echo it made, 'Just-keep going!'

I started moving forward at a faster pace, while he followed behind silently.

I shouldn't have yelled at him- but he shouldn't have been such an idiot- he's not a Jedi!

We continued, until we were on one of the high balconies in the Archive, overlooking the main foyer, but the vibrant data drives that carried on our histories, our stories and our teachings were gone. Shelves of dark, hollow data drives lay dormant upon the shelves.

'. . . Jocasta. . . you had no choice. . .' I muttered.

'Ahsoka!' he said in a whisper, 'who's that!?'

I looked at the entrance to the Archives, a pale looking humanoid walked inside, sporting a type of military armour.

'I don't know. . .' I answered, 'we better watch him.'

I followed from upstairs, hiding behind the balcony as he walked into the centre of the library.

'Ahsoka,' Salk spoke up.

'Shhh.' I said back, I watched as the figure entered the back of the library, 'what?'

'Whats that sound?' he asked, 'It sounds. . . what's below the library?'

'What sound?' I asked.

'The humming.' He told me, but I couldn't hear anything.

'Your losing it.' I told him, 'I'm more concerned with that guy, he has a dark presence and he had a Lightsaber.'

'Well, don't the Jedi keep an armoury here?' he asked.

'Your crazy if you think peacekeepers have an armoury in their Temple.' I told him.

'I swear I'm not crazy. . . this time.' He assured me, 'and seriously, can't you hear that?'

'Not now is now in your case.' I mocked him.

'I'm not crazy!' he said in a low yell.

'He's right you know. . .' a powerful, and slightly feminine voice rang our from behind, 'he's more sane than you would think.'

'I think I'm getting that dark presence down my back. . .' he told me.

We both slowly turned around to face the hulking figure behind us.

'We weren't expecting more Jedi so soon.' She told us.

'Well, technically were. . . scavengers.' Salk lied, but I punched him lightly.

'I doubt that.' She pulled out a Lightsaber, and ignited it, 'But I'll get the truth, one way or another.'

She edged it towards Salk.

'Well, I'll die seeing a Lightsaber at least.' Salk joked.