request from Reindeer0878! you ask for sith!ahsoka? i will GIVE you sith!ahsoka

"Rise, Darth Zus," Palpatine spoke slowly, looking down at the girl before him, former apprentice to the chosen one, current apprentice to himself. He'd have liked to have them both, her and her old master, but Anakin had found the notion of joining the Sith more intolerable a fate than taking his own life.

His body lie in Darth Zus's personal burial chambers, a wretched hole through the center of his chest, the burnt, dead skin around the edges spiraling outward, like a flower opening to the sun. Only, the sun was the burning blade of a lightsaber, and the flower, soft, warm flesh.

Zus's montrals rang as Sidious's sickly voice echoed through the room.

"You may go to your quarters before you leave for your mission."

"Yes, Master," she answered sharply, the confidence in her voice only wavering due to the restrictions of the mask she wore to conceal her identity.

She strode down the halls of the Death Star, shoulders squared as troopers froze, looking up in either fear or admiration of her presence. She remembered telling the Master of Ahsoka Tano that she was no longer comfortable with her troops saluting her after she'd returned to the temple. Now, she craved it—their approval, their envy, the raw cowardice as they shrunk away at the mere sight of her.

Arriving at her door, she tapped in a familiar passcode. It was the same one that Anakin Skywalker had used for his and Ahsoka Tano's quarters. It had been the date of the day that they'd met.

Zus told herself that she only kept use of it because it was muscle memory to put it in now. She didn't have the space in a mind full of anger and suppressed guilt to be assed with the responsibility of remembering minor things like passcodes.

She marched to her large bed—much bigger and much more welcoming than the one provided for Ahsoka Tano as a padawan at the temple.

She discarded of the mask, scoffing at the intrusive object as it clattered on top of her nightstand, right beside the string of silka beads that she kept there... just as a decoration.

The beads were tainted with the memory of Anakin Skywalker; of the sharp smell of gasoline and the steady warmth of a firm hand on her shoulder.

Of a hand outstretched to her as he pleaded for her to stay with him.

There was no longer an Anakin Skywalker to stay with, she remembered. He was dead. Gone.

And the only person who could bring her back to the light.

They had always worked best together, always been the sun on the other's rainy day. Anakin and Ahsoka. Snips and Skyguy.

But like they did all other things, Zus reminded herself, the two died together. Anakin's cloak laid cold and dusty in a coffin, his body gone to the world, only living now in the Force. Somewhere with him, was the soul of Ahsoka Tano.

Now there was only Darth Zus, and the haunting echoes of the past.

She put the mask back on.

because 'vader' comes from the dutch word for father, i used 'zus' for ahsoka's sith name bc it means 'sister.' her name is sister for... obvious reasons

so i guess either today or tomorrow is the anniversary of me starting the snips and skyguy one shots. wattpad won't let me see the day i posted the first chapter bc i went back and edited it a few months after, but october 20th was the date i published the second one lol. it's been such a great year and i never thought that i would have made so many friends through these stories. i remember when i was excited bc i got like... four reads HAHA. soooo YAY!! HAPPY ANNIVERSARY TO SNIPS AND SKYGUY ONE SHOTS WOOOOOOO!!!!!!