Ania blinked her eyes open, slowing becoming aware of herself. Her vision blurred, then cleared slightly. She looked around, every movement seeming to hurt. Ania glanced at her wrists. They were shackled together in a pair of iron cuffs. She glanced at her feet, which were also shackled, although only at the ankles.

Ania eyed the base of the hut. It was obviously a portable one. The ground was dirt cleared of grass and there were small cracks between the hut and the ground. Ania quickly screwed her eyes shut as someone entered the hut. She cast her senses out, watching the events around her through the Force.

Pain hammered in her skull and her eyes flew open again. The blue haired boy stood over her, eyeing her warily. "Good. You're awake. Ahsoka wants to see you."

"Ahsoka?" Slowly, the memories came flooding back to her and Ania drew her knees up under her chin. The Force rippled off her in small tides.

"Woah. Kanan wasn't kidding when he said your presence was strong." His blue eyes were wide with amazement and a small amount of admiration.

Ania gulped, her chest heaving with small amounts of panic. What is going on? I never panic! She drew in long deep breaths, before turning to the boy. "Who are you?"

"I think you should tell me your name first, seeing as you're my prisoner," he arched his eyebrow cockily.

"Commander Ania Tano." There was no use in lying to him. She would have to erase herself anyway, before Vader found her.

"Ezra Bridger. You're Ahsoka's daughter, aren't you?"

The visions began again. The brown haired man being shot on the ramp of a ship, a crying child, a Togruta woman, Ahsoka, being shot as Vader grabbed her child. Ania brought her iron clad hands up to her head and slammed them into it, knocking herself back onto the cot.

"Woah, woah! Hey!" Ezra leaned over her, eyes narrowed with concern. "Are you ok?"

Ania closed her eyes again, forcing down the building pressure within her. "I'm fine."

"It was a rhetorical question. You're clearly not fine. Come on. I'm taking you to Ahsoka. She'll know what to do." He moved as though he were going to help her.

Ania bared her teeth and shot up. "Don't touch me, rebel scum!" She hissed. "I can walk on my own!"

Ezra jumped back as though she had bitten him. He crossed his arms and glared back at her. "Fine, then. Get up and prove it."

Ania twisted herself so her feet hit the ground. She stood up, but took no steps. "I can't walk if my feet are bound," she pointed out.

"And I'm not keen to have you run away," Ezra retorted. He bent down to her feet and messed with the mechanisms in the locks. The magnetic seal came undone and her legs snapped free of each other. Ezra straightened, pointing a finger at her. "If you run or attack me, those locks will come back online and you won't be going anywhere."

"Don't worry, blue boy. I won't try to run." Ania strode confidently out of the hut, ignoring the pressure behind her temples.

Ezra prodded her in the back. Ania changed direction as he indicated. A girl dressed in Mandalorian armor walked past them. "Enjoying babysitting duty, Ezra?"

"Don't try it, Sabine," he replied through gritted teeth.

"It's your own fault. Kanan wouldn't have assigned you if you hadn't run off like that."

He shook his head, long black blue locks swinging in his face. Ania smirked with satisfaction, realizing she was nearly a head taller than he was. Ezra caught her smirk. "What're you looking at?"

"Babysitting huh? What did you do to convince your Master that you needed to spend time with me?"

"None of your business. In here." Ezra pushed her towards a larger hut, then stepped in behind her. "Kanan, Ahsoka, she's here."

The tall Jedi glanced her over appraisingly. "You displayed a lot of power for a girl as young as yourself. I'm surprised we didn't sense you sooner."

"You never would have if someone hadn't made me drop my lightsaber," she retorted.

"There's that teenage spirit. You're how old again? 14?"

"16, actually."

"And yet you are one of Vader's most renowned assassins. Why's that?"

"Mercenary, and I'm the only one who isn't stupid."

"Kanan, enough. I want to speak with her alone." Ahsoka stood up, waiting for the Jedi to respond.

"All right, but we're only going outside the door. Daughter or no, I still don't trust her." Kanan motioned to Ezra and the two slid outside the hut.

Ahsoka sat down on a cot and patted the spot next to her. "Sit, Ania. I'm sure you have questions."

Ania refused to meet her gaze. She dropped on the ground and sat, ignoring the invitation. "Yes. I want to know when I'll be released."

"You won't be. You work for Vader. You would tell him everything you know."

Ania scoffed. "He'll come for me anyway, as soon as he realizes I'm not answering my comms. Do you realize how long he's been looking for you? Well, for Fulcrum? I'll be promoted when I turn you in. You'll be his biggest prize. Ahsoka Tano and Fulcrum."

Ahsoka gazed at her, a small amount of pity and regret in her eyes. "You don't mean that. You wouldn't turn me over."

Ania laughed harshly. "Why wouldn't I? I don't who you are!" Instantly, she sensed the wrongness of her words and the pounding in her head began again.

"Yet Mortis recognized me."

"Who's...Mortis?" Ania cried out as another vision flashed through her mind. She again saw someone who looked like her with cracks in her skin and the beautiful glowing woman. The woman's glow dulled and the Togruta girl breathed out forcefully. Ania shook her head, trying to free herself from the vision. The woman's face flashed before her eyes again, then it was just Ahsoka.

Ahsoka gazed at her with a worried expression. "You are more powerful than I imagined you would be. Your powers have been unchecked for too long. You don't know how to control them."

"I am perfectly fine. My powers are fine. I don't need your help!" Ania hissed. The gray tattooed man flashed before her eyes. There was a room and a man in the middle of it. The glowing woman and the tattooed man were on either side of him, being held in place by immense power. Ania snapped back it reality again.

"Your mind is becoming unhinged. It can't tell which memories are yours, which are mine, and which are Mortis'," Ahsoka explained. "Let me help."

"No...I don't need...you," Ania panted. A shudder wracked her body and she convulsed, power rippling off of her body. Kanan and Ezra burst into the hut.

"What's happening to her?" She vaguely heard Ezra ask. She saw him take a step towards her.

"No, stay back," Ahsoka warned. "If you touch her, she'll absorb your power as well. Only someone who has held the power of Mortis can touch her right now."

"Then do something!" Ezra's blue eyes, almost exactly like Ahsoka's and her own, shimmered with concern.

He doesn't even know me, but he's worried, Ania thought almost incoherently. My vision...

Ahsoka crept towards her, a hand outstretched. Ania tried to back away, but her vision and sense of balance was distorted. The ground beneath her began to sway and she fell onto her side. Ahsoka reached her and touched a cool palm to Ania's forehead.

As soon as she withdrew her hand, Ania felt the pressure beneath her temples reduce. She took a few deep, calming breathes. "What just happened?" She asked in a hushed whisper.

"If you will calm down and listen, I have a few stories to tell you," Ahsoka replied.

Ania simply nodded, her mouth refusing to open. She allowed Ezra to help her sit up, before pushing him away. Ahsoka sat in front of her, legs crossed and hands on her knees.

"That's how I sit when I meditate," Ania said.

"Me too." Ahsoka glanced at Kanan and Ezra, who were standing by a wall, unsure of what to do. "You may stay if you wish."

Ezra took a few tentative steps towards Ania, then sat down a few feet away from her. Kanan remained standing. Ahsoka cleared her throat.

"When I was still a padawan learner, Master Skywalker, Master Kenobi, and I went to investigate a strange planet called Mortis. Mortis was not a planet made of earth or water, although these things existed on it. Mortis was entirely made of the Force." Ahsoka blinked, her eyes glazing over almost reverently as she called up her memories of the past.

"There were three very powerful creatures who lived on Mortis. The Father, the Daughter, and the Son. The Daughter represented all that is good and light in the Force and the Son represented all that is evil and dark. The Father was the Middle, neither light nor darkness, but the balance. The Son tried to trick my master into joining him by turning me to the dark side through a dark spell." Ahsoka paused and shuddered.

Ania recalled her vision of a young Togruta with cracked skin and yellow eyes. The tattooed man swam before her as well. That must have been Ahsoka and the Son, she realized.

"The Son tried to use the Dagger of Mortis, the only weapon that can kill something made entirely from the Force, to kill his Father and steal his power, but the Daughter stopped him, by throwing herself in front of the blade. Master Skywalker and the Father managed to stop the Son, but the Force was thrown out of balance. All three of the Wielders died and balance on Mortis was restored, but everywhere else was thrown into darkness and chaos. I..." Ahsoka gazed at a wall distantly. "The spell the Son used on me was a type of poison. It killed me."

"Then how are you here?" Ezra butted in, before Ahsoka could finish. Ania leaned over and whacked him on the head with her cuffed hands. "Ow! Ok, I'll be quiet!" He rolled his eyes.

"The Daughter asked to give me what remained of her life and my master used the Force to channel her life into me. The Daughter died, but her spirit and power lived through me." Ahsoka turned to Ania, smiling fondly, yet sorrowfully. "When you were born, some of her power must have flowed into you as well, but it manifested in you. It didn't in me. That's why you have so much power and why Vader wanted you so badly."

Ania turned Ahsoka's words over in her mind, trying to process it all. "That explains my power, but it still doesn't tell me who I am." She narrowed her eyes. "And besides, why should I believe you?"

"I just told you everything you've been seeing in your visions," Ahsoka said.

"How did you..."

"Mortis still lives in me as well. I can see what she chooses to show you."

"Mortis is the Daughter?"

"Yes."

Ezra tilted his head curiously. "Wait, so you're telling me there's a planet that is entirely made out of the Force?"

"There is somewhere, but I have no idea what it would be like now, without the Father, Son or Daughter."

Ezra turned to Kanan and arched an eyebrow inquisitively. "Can we go?"

"No. A place like that is dangerous. Who knows what could happen." Kanan's aqua eyes glimmered suspiciously.

Ahsoka nodded. "I saw many strange things there, things I don't really want to see again." She glanced at Ania. "I want to talk to Ania alone, now."

Ezra and Kanan shared a look. "Ahsoka, you just saw what happened when we left. What if," Kanan began.

"Kanan, this is between Ania and I. We will speak alone. I will call you if I need your help," Ahsoka said, her voice ringing with authority this time.

Kanan bowed his head and ducked out. Ezra opened his mouth and lifted a finger as if to protest, then thought better of it and left the hut as well. Ania turned to Ahsoka. "What now? You've explained my power."

"Now, I'll explain your family." Ahsoka's eyes shone wet with tears. "It all began 16 years ago."