EZRA'S POV:
-Hit him while we prepare the electrical bed- said Ahsoka.
I knew it was going to be my death. But I would never reveal anything about my friends.
Four stormtroopers entered and the agent Kallus was behind of them. Those bucket heads took me by my arms and legs and they threw me into the air, making me hit the wall and fell to the ground with a loud thud. All my thoughts turned black for the pain.
Agent Kallus started to hit me in the stomach. it was a terrible pain. I tried to defend myself, but when forming a fist with my hand and as I hit his knee, one of the stormtroopers shoot me on the knee. To be frank, pain and despair filled my mind and after a shout, the tears menaced me to fall upon my cheeks and I let them fall. I was in a terrible pain and desperate to heal that wound with blood that seemed never stopping.
Agent Kallus, recovered after my hit, looked at me with all possible hate in his eyes; he took me by my neck, so I started to lose the oxygen.
I needed to breathe urgently. His hand formed a fist and that damn fist fell with too much strength on my stomach. My shout was drowned for the lack of air.
I started to see everything with black points… and I fell on the floor, closing my eyes
EZRA'S POV ENDS.
Agent Kallus laughed but he was interrupted when someone taller entered. Fifth Brother.
-Inquisitor, the boy didn't resist the hits so He fell unconscious.
-I see. Go out. I got the electrical bed. Go now Kallus.
-Ok, if that's what you want…
-Yes, now go out.
Agent Kallus went out, rolling his eyes.
Fifth brother kicked Ezra's stomach, which woke up shouting.
The kid held his stomach, making a grin of pain.
-what do you want? – The kid said, angrily and painfully,
The inquisitor took the boy to the electrical bed, securing him.
-now… I know your death Master had two babies. His wife has them. They are strong in the force, Now I want to know their name
-What? – The kid sighed with a sarcastic laugh- you really need to see your doctor, buddy. Of course I am not going to tell you their names,
-captain, start with the level 200, now! – The inquisitor said, angrily
Ezra started to feel the volts inside and outside of his body and how they crossed until the top of his lungs. The boy didn't want to shout, but it was too much pain. He tried to control himself and the kid was just crying, pressing his lips to stop his own shouts of desperation and pain
-tell me their names stupid brat
-No way- the kid said between thousands of tears
- Go up the volts until 400 - ordered Seventh Sister, entering in the torture room
Ezra couldn't stop the shouts anymore and he let them go. It was too much pain, but the inquisitors seemed to enjoy them.
- Go up until 700- said Fifth Brother smiling
Ezra's shouts increased
-I told you! I am not going to tell their names! Never!
- Damn you brat! What are their names?!
- I will never tell you!
-stop the electricity!
The commander obeyed. Ezra stopped the shouts but he let fall the tears. He felt terrible pain. But he would protect the babies of his dead master even if that would mean his own death.
-tell me their damn names, now!
Ezra spat his strange eye. The Inquisitor growled, hitting him in the stomach taking a shout from his lips. The boy cried even harder
- Put 800 volt electricity and activate knives
-No! – Said seventh sister, pushing the inquisitor - I have something worse.
The kid was terrified. He knew she would hurt him harder.
-This is going to hurt you, boy. - She said, smiling and laughing macabrely
The woman took a syringe with a liquid jet black; the needle was as thick as the blade of the lightsaber.
The kid dared to ask her something.
-what… what's that liquid?
- Many people call it zombie drug or drug crocodile
- How can that be worse than liquid blades and 800 volts of electricity?! – asked Fifth brother annoyed
- You'll see - he began to explain the inquisitor as she took Ezra by the force and placed and secured in a litter of torture- The child will feel more than just pain. He'll feel like his skin rot and the pain of that loosening, His muscles will be weak and therefore he will not have the strength even neither to say "Kanan"
Ezra was crying. He didn't want to feel that extreme pain. But it was too late. Seventh sister put the syringe on his skin and the boy couldn't do anything.
The pain increased on his body and he started to feel his skin and muscles being weaker and the tears were falling upon his cheeks. The boy was groaning, crying and now the pain was growing up louder and louder, so he started to shout. The inquisitors smiled and laughed but they went out, letting Ezra to suffer.
After three hours, the effect and pain increased.
The kid pressed his head, crying and shouting, but he would never speak up!
To be continued….