Ahsoka's PoV:

Anakin had been gone for two hours. He came to me again to say goodbye and then left. I was lying on my bed and actually wanted to sleep, but I couldn't sleep. I had a bad feeling. It just wouldn't let me go, but I ignored it and pushed all my thoughts away.
Eventually, I actually fell asleep.

I was woken up by a loud beep. It was 0400. I've never been thrilled about getting up early. But my master usually didn't train me so early in the morning either.
I went into the small bathroom and splashed ice-cold water on my face to wake up. Then I took my lightsabers and went to the cafeteria.
There I ate only one apple and drank a glass of water. I knew if I ate too much, it would come back up in practice.

It was just before 0500 so I made my way to the training room. I could be proud of myself, I was on time. Jeyyy !
But as I stepped through the door, I saw Master Krell's grim face. " Good morning, Master Krell". I greeted him politely. "Morning, Padawan. So let's see what your master taught you. But first, you'll warm up. 10 sprints through the hall, now!"I looked at him in shock for a moment. He seemed serious. Oh, great.
I went to one end of the hall and started with the spins. At first it went quite well but then I ran out of air. The hall was not so small, it was about 35m long and 20m wide. And of course I was always allowed to sprint the 35m back and forth. 10 times . . . .

When I was finally done, I could strangle the apple right back up. Next time I'll eat after workout, I figured.
"That was too slow, you'll have to work on it. Now 30 push-ups us then let's see how good you are in lightsaber combat. "
I once took a deep breath and swallowed my defiance.
30 push-ups were not much but I didn't know if I could still manage them after the sprint.
I started with the first push-ups, but after the first 20 I started to struggle slowly. My body trembled with exertion. The last five I managed with sheer willpower and stubidity.
Hardly breathing, I straightened up. Master Krell looked at me disappointed and shook his head without saying anything. But now I really lost my patience. "What have I done wrong again? " I looked at him furious.
" Your stamina is ridiculous. Your master didn't teach you a thing. I know young men who are better trained than you. And where do you even get the right to ask that question? Your master should teach you more discipline, Padawan! But that's why I'm here. I'm going to beat you with discipline and respect! "
With these words he lit his two double lightsabers. I was foaming with anger. How could he say such a thing?
I also lit my lightsabers. He came up to me and attacked me.
The lightsaber fight was relatively balanced, but I had never fought against someone with double lightsabers before, so it became increasingly difficult for me.

But then something happened that I never expected . . . . .