I just deleted all my stories from before. This is technically a new account. Read on
Ahsoka screamed in pain as she was whipped again. She had long since tried to keep her dignity. Her captors had whipped her until her back was torn up and skin was coming off. In retrospect, killing the hunter's son wasn't the wisest decision she had ever made. The only thing keeping Ahsoka from giving in to death was Rex. She loved him. Every single thing he did was amazing. The thought of Rex was keeping Ahsoka alive. She kept reminding herself that Rex and Anakin were coming to rescue her from this dreaded place. They had to be.
The weeks wore on and Ahsoka was beginning to give up. Her captors had hired an expert to torture her. It had been a month since she was taken from her mission. Nobody had come. Every day was the same. Wake up, get tortured, be fed just enough to stay alive, then sleep. Nobody missed her. If they did they would have found her by now. Ahsoka gave in to the impending coma.
