DAN YATES' P.O.V.

I woke up the second time that day, feeling really tired and in pain. I noticed that I wasn't in Master Tarkona's and my shared quarters, because there were no bunks or the desk which Master used to do her paperwork. I tried to move towards the metal door, but something yanked me back to the wall. I was chained to it in my wrists. Then, I felt something uncomfortable on my throat. I touched its cold metal and realized that it was a shock collar. I'm in a cell, and escaping from it would be hard with this shock collar. Force knows who caught me.

Suddenly, there was a moan from the other corner on the room. The corner was dark, but I guessed that the person was, "Ahsoka?"

Then, that prisoner sighed, "Yates?"

I would've run to her side to make sure she's alright if I didn't have these chains and shock collar. I asked, "Are you alright?"

She moved, and from the way the chains rattled, she was heading towards me. But it didn't take long before she was stopped by its short length. She gasped in surprise, "What the kriff?"

My head hung low. "I know. We're chained in a cell."

She seemed to try and pull the chain so it would break to pieces. I knew that it would be useless and besides, the chock collars might prevent us from doing so. I shouted, "Ahsoka, don't struggle!" She didn't hear it. If she did, then she chose to ignore it. She continued her skirmish and then, just as I feared, the shock collar was ignited and it gave her an electric shock. Ahsoka screamed as she felt the pain went through her whole body. I shook my head and grimaced, "Ahsoka, are you alright?"

She softly mumbled, "There's nothing like an electric shock to get you up and running." I grinned at her joke, even though I realized how grim it was. Ahsoka continued, "How are YOU feeling?"

Just then, I realized that I haven't even checked the extent of my injuries. I soon did, and knew that sooner or later, that still-bleeding stabbed wound would cause a lot of trouble later on. I quickly noticed two pair of old rags at a corner. I supposed they intended it to be our blankets for the night. I got one of it and ripped it apart. This will have to serve as a bandage until the wound closed. You wouldn't want to die of blood loss.

I understood that I was so weak that I wouldn't be able to pry these chains open, even if I have the tools to do so. My head was too foggy that I didn't realize that I haven't answered Ahsoka's question. Concerned, she muttered, "Yates? Are you alright?"

Before I had the time to answer, the door slammed open, and a tall man with a cloak and a hood pulled over his head walked in. I speculated his identity, but when I sensed the darkness as he came, I had no doubt that he was a Sith Lord. From behind him, the masked man from earlier followed closely, his shoulder bandaged. I saw Ahsoka smirk in triumph at the sight of it. I knew she was the one who caused the wound, and I was glad that she did. Then, the previous SIth Lord opened his hood, and I bit my lips in anger at the sight of him. Count Dooku…

The renowned Force-user spoke in a monotonic tone, almost like a droid, "Indeed, I am, Padawan Yates. I noticed that you both are awake."

Ahsoka grunted, "If only we weren't in chains and unarmed, we would've attacked you, Dooku."

Dooku turned to her and replied, "Such determination and insolence. No wonder that you're Skywalker's Padawan, not Kenobi's. You're certainly not becoming the Jedi you're supposed to be, considering your emotional state now."

As much as I hated to admit it, Dooku's right. Ahsoka was way too emotional for a Jedi. She should've controlled it better, so Dooku wouldn't sense it. Now that I've thought of it, how could she let herself to be out of control like that? Ahsoka retorted, "So do you, Dooku. You certainly deviated from your course to be a Jedi. And more over, don't think that your chatter would lure me to your side. I'm not that weak."

Huh. She sure is a bit… snippy. Dooku brushes off imaginary dust from his cloak and muttered, "You're not worth my time, you weak Padawan." That's got to hurt her feelings a lot.

I could feel that Ahsoka is holding back much anger. Unfortunately, there was nothing I could do to stop her if she chose to revolt. I kept silent, keeping watch as the situation proceeds. Then, Dooku turned at me. I glared, trying to make him angry, despite me knowing that it might be of no use. The Sith Lord motioned the masked man to come towards me and said, "Let's start with this one."

I gulped, slightly apprehensive of what might happen to me next. The masked man grabbed and yanked me on my feet forcefully. Ahsoka murmured, "Yates!" Again, I felt her concern coming in waves towards me. Oh, Force! Does she really form attachments that easily? I thought those were dangerous and, not to mention, breaking the Code.

The door closed and I was practically dragged into another room not far from there. It was a dark room. The second I came in, I felt a freezing breeze of air. Great! It's cold, just like a refrigerator. I thought they were going to leave me in the room alone, possibly leaving me without food or water. Did these guys want to kill me or something? As if it couldn't get any worse, the masked man placed me in a containment field. Force, I hate these things. Hanging in the air without any way to move; I have a bad feeling about this.

After I was put in place properly, Count Dooku walked in and said, "Now, boy, you will tell me the location of the troops sent as your reinforcement."

"How should I know? I'm not the one who asked for it," I retorted. How did he know that Ahsoka called for help?

Dooku grinned in amusement. He pointed his arm upwards, and then, a MagnaGuard shows up. This can't be good at all… Then, without another word, the droid pointed the staff at me and sent an electric shock right through me.