Chapter 36 by Nanking

What's next?

The Inquisitor returns.

As the door swung up a red lightsaber pierced the darkness and swung towards Ahsoka. Fortunately, the mindful Jedi was prepared and elegantly jumped back landing on the common room table.

"You were close Jedi," The Inquisitor barked as she entered the room, "But when a beautiful female streaks naked through a spaceport. Word tends to get around."

"Can't you just give it a rest," Ahsoka complained, "things are hard enough as is."

"Yes well they might be a little easier if you put some clothes on," The Inquisitor said sinisterly.

Wide-eyed, Ahsoka remembered she hadn't put the jumpsuit on yet. She looked at the ground and saw it laying on the ground between the two **** users. Ahsoka reached out to pull the outfit towards her, but the Inquisitor had the same idea. The two pulled on Ahsoka's only hope for decency until sadly the enviable happened. The jumpsuit was pulled apart. Ahsoka got one of the sleeves, while the Inquisitor got the rest and even with an arm ripped off it was still wearable. The Inquisitor looked at the outfit then at Ahsoka, and although she wore a helmet the young Jedi could sense her evil smile.

"No," Ahsoka said weakly before the Inquisitor throw the jumpsuit in the air and eviscerated it with her lightsaber.

"It's for the best really," The Inquisitor said mockingly, "you look much better like this."

"Aaaah!" Ahsoka angrily screamed. She lunged at the Inquisitor, but her anger made Ahsoka easy to read. The Inquisitor effortlessly dodged Ahsoka's attack, grabbed her by one of her horns, and mercilessly kneed her in the stomach. Ahsoka fell to the ground in pain. Easy prey for a trained assassin.

"All too easy," the Darksider said as she raised her lightsaber.