**Chapter 1: Capture**

Ahsoka Tano crouched behind a cluster of Felucian ferns, her lightsaber humming softly as she surveyed the Separatist base before her. Her mission was to infiltrate the facility, gather intel on the Separatist's plans, and sabotage their operations. As a skilled Jedi Knight, she had pulled off similar missions countless times, and this one seemed no different. As she watched, a group of battle droids emerged from the base's main entrance, their mechanical eyes scanning the surrounding area. Ahsoka noted their patrol route and timing, planning her entry accordingly. She took a deep breath, focused her thoughts, and began to move stealthily towards the base. The air was thick with the sounds of Felucian wildlife, and Ahsoka's senses were on high alert as she navigated the dense underbrush. She dodged low-hanging vines and leapt over roots, her boots silent on the damp earth. Her lightsaber was at the ready, prepared to strike at a moment's notice. But she wasn't alone. Ahsoka sensed a presence, a dark and malevolent energy that seemed to seep from the very rocks themselves. She spun around, her lightsaber flashing to life, just as a group of Inquisitors emerged from the shadows. They were clad in dark, imposing robes, their faces hidden behind masks that seemed to absorb the light around them. At their center stood Inquisitor Vraxxis, his eyes blazing with a fierce inner fire. He sneered at Ahsoka, his voice dripping with contempt. "Well, well, well. What do we have here? A little Jedi Knight, sneaking around in the underbrush like a common thief." Ahsoka charged forward, her lightsaber flashing in swift arcs, but she was outnumbered and outmaneuvered. The Inquisitors closed in, their own lightsabers striking with precision and deadliness. Ahsoka parried and riposted, but she was slowly driven back, her defenses weakening under the relentless assault. Inquisitor Vraxxis stepped forward, his lightsaber slicing through Ahsoka's defenses. He struck her with a precise, controlled blow, sending her crashing to the ground. As she struggled to rise, he delivered a stinging slap to her face, the impact sending her reeling. "You should have stayed hidden, little one," he sneered, his foot pressing down on her chest. "Now, you're our guest. And you'll make a fine addition to our collection." Ahsoka's vision blurred as the Inquisitors closed in, their dark robes looming over her like a shroud. She knew she was in grave danger, and that her captivity had only just begun. The sound of Inquisitor Vraxxis's laughter echoed through her mind, a cold, mirthless sound that sent shivers down her spine. With a surge of adrenaline, Ahsoka focused her thoughts, reaching out with the Force to try and free herself. But Inquisitor Vraxxis was too strong, his grip on her like a vice. She was trapped, at the mercy of her captors, and she knew that her only hope was to bide her time, and wait for an opportunity to escape. The darkness closed in around her, and Ahsoka was dragged away, her fate uncertain. But she knew that she would not go quietly into the night. She would fight, using every trick in the book to survive, and to bring her captors to justice. The question was, would she be able to escape, or would she succumb to the Inquisitor's twisted games? Only time would tell.