Hello Hello my Fantastical Fellow Star Wars Enthusiasts!
As usual, I do not own Star Wars. I can only claim Amy and a few other minor characters.
Warning: This chapter is VERY graphic. It does contain violence and torture. No sex. I'm sorry peeps.
Another Warning: When at a restaurant, always check to make sure that the lids is screwed tightly on before pouring your salt.
Also, I have a love/hate relationship with this chapter. I'm just gonna get that out there now. So, it's a bit different than the others. I'm always open to feedback, so let me know what you think.
Now read on...
"Amy, is it? I've heard a lot about you" The cold in his voice surpassed the cold I now felt in the sticky dampness of this dark chamber. "I'm told that you're a light for the Jedi, always shining with optimism and hope" I searched for a face to put with the voice, but could only make out a dark shape in the corner. "It'd be a shame if someone were to extinguish that light" I could hear the wicked smile in his chilling voice.
"Show yourself" I demanded with all the power a whisper could give.
"Now, I know you Jedi are always set on doing the right thing, and not giving up valuable information. However," he went on, ignoring my command "I'm okay with a little hope in the world. I'd hate to take it all from you. So I'll give you the option first. You can either tell me what this new source of power is, or I can suck it all out of you. Your decision."
My heart leapt. He doesn't know it's source yet. Now I just need to draw this out as long as I can until Obi Wan gets here. "I'm surprised you don't know yet. It's hardly a secret. You must've been away for a while" I chided. I saw his dark shadow come closer to me. I obviously had him intrigued.
"And what is it that I'm supposed to be knowing?"
"The chosen one, we've found him. So you can surrender now. Because I personally know him, and he will indeed restore balance to the force. No doubt."
"You insolent quim!" A sharp pain stung brightly across my face. "I'm not referring to the chosen one. He is no match for me. I want this new power, much stronger than that of this 'Chosen One'. What can you tell me of that?"
I licked my lip, feeling a trickle of blood escaping from a newly formed split. "Oh, pardon me. I wasn't aware there was anything more powerful than that. My apologies."
I felt another sting. "Don't give me sass little one. I have the power to prolong your death."
"Well isn't that a good thing? I'm all for living longer. You should go into business as a miracle worke..." I felt a sharp pain in my abdomen, as I realized he had just pierced me with one of his many blades. I choked back a cry.
"Now child, now you know I am not playing games. Now tell me what I want to know, and I will ease your parting"
"Sooo, no hope for getting out of here alive then?" I strained back a groan "Pity, Jedi might be more apt to cooperate if they had better options" Another stab sent me into screams as I could feel his blade circling inside me.
"TELL ME!"
"I DON'T KNOW!" I screamed back at him.
"Do you really not get that the more you back talk me, the more I'm going to make this painful for you?"
"Do your worst, you will never get ANYTHING out of me" I glared him down, and for the first time I could see the wicked cold behind his ice blue eyes. He slowly revealed the rest of his face, bringing to light his sharp features.
"Oh, so there is something you're hiding from me? You must be one of the special few who actually know what's going on. None of the others revealed they had information they wouldn't give up. Looks like I've found myself a jewel. It's a pity I'll have to damage that pretty face of yours"
My stomach clenched as I realized my fault only too late. How much of this could I endure? I have to hold on, I can't give up. I can't give in. I have to protect Obi Wan. I closed my eyes, concentrating my focus.
"Your silence only confirms your knowledge" I could feel him circling around me like a predator surveying for the most effective attack for it's prey. "I'll give you one more chance, only because I find it a waste to destroy such beauty. I won't offer again"
I opened my eyes and stared coldly with new resolve. "Never!" My whispered reply echoed through the room.
"Very Well"
And without warning, I could feel him bending back my arm on the brink of snapping it. "AAAAUUGGGHHH!" I screamed, unable to hide my pain. And with a snap, I let loose a pathetic cry as I felt the dislocation of my arm from my socket.
"Amy?!" I heard my name. But it was not cold like the voice of the Vengeance. I knew that voice. I tried to cry out for help, but was once again approached by my captive. He stared me down with undeniable hate.
"AMY!" I heard again. I held my breath, hoping I would soon be rescued.
"TELL ME!" I felt the strong arms of my foe begin to shake me violently.
"NO!" I shouted back, but his shaking never ceased. I bit back my sobs of anguish, as I tried to stay strong. I just need to stay strong enough until Obi Wan gets here.
"AMY LOVE!" I could hear him so close, why can he not find me? I let out another cry, not sure I could handle any more.
"AMY! WAKE UP!" I'm awake, right? I'm not dead yet. I can still feel him shaking me.
"Amy, Darling, I need you to wake up!" His voice was calm, but full of worry. I felt a sudden presence in my head, urging my attention to it. I looked up and saw the loving eyes of my dear Obi Wan.
I gasped in a heavy breath, soaking in the relief his eyes brought me. As I began to take it in, I noticed the scene changed. It was still dark, but the familiar glow of the city shone through the windows. My eyes darted to where the Vengeance was just moments before, but he was gone. I glanced down at Obi Wans hands on my shoulders. I was sitting up straight in my bed, sweat soaking through my pajamas. I could feel the warm tears running down my cheeks. I heaved out a short breath. It was just a dream.
Startled, I looked up into Obi Wans concerned eyes and broke down into sobs.
He gently, cradled me into his lap as I continued to wail into his chest. "It's okay Love. It was just a dream. I'm here" he whispered into my hair.
"It was so real" I panted through shaky breaths, my body shivering from the shock of it all.
"I know. But I'm here now. I'll protect you" His embrace much stronger than I've felt before, as if he were actually trying to protect from some invisible force.
I shut my eyes tightly, trying to release the evil feelings into the force, but the memory of those cold eyes stared back at me. "Make him stop" I pleaded, wanting to be rid of it all. "He's still there. I can't get rid of him"
"Get rid of who?! Amy Love, look at me!" He forced my distracted eyes up into his gaze. "Who is tormenting you?"
"It's him..." I whispered, as if saying his name would cause him to magically appear in the room. "He knows that I know" I broke into another fit of sobs, realizing I had betrayed everyone. I had confirmed his hunch about there being a greater power. "Oh, Gods! I've failed!"
"Amy! You haven't failed anyone! It was just a dream! Nothing more!"
"No! I saw him!" I retorted. "I saw his cold, evil eyes glaring back at me! I've never seen so much hatred in one being. Obi Wan, it was too real to be just a dream" I could still even feel the dull pain from the stabs through my stomach. Panicked, I clutched at my abdomen, then pulled my hands away, checking for blood. Nothing. "I feel like I'm going mad" I whispered.
"You're not going mad, I promise" he gently started rocking me from side to side.
I breathed deeply, trying to control my sobs. "Obi Wan, I feel so helpless. I just want this feeling gone. What do I do?" I looked back up into his warm eyes, hoping for any relief.
He sighed heavily as he closed his eyes. "I know of one way. But I don't want to put you through it" He shook his head.
"Obi Wan, I don't care what it is, nothing can be worse than the feeling of this evil overcoming me. Please?!"
"Amy, I would be asking you to relive your dream. I would have to get in your mind while you relived every moment. If you feel mad now, how can I ask you to go through that again?"
I swallowed hard, contemplating the choices. "I just want him gone! I want this feeling gone!" We were both silent aside from the occasional sharp inhale of breathe to my tensed lungs.
"Are you absolutely sure that you want this?" He asked, dreading my answer.
"Yes" I nodded firmly. "I do"
"Alright" He whispered, straightening himself so that he was now sitting completely upright. He then adjusted me so that I was sitting on his lap, but facing him. I locked my legs around his back.
He inhaled deeply, then focused his eyes on mine. "Amy, once you're back in there, it will be hard to recognize that it is not real. But I need you to try to focus on my presence. That should give you some stability. You won't be able to realize that I am just right here, holding you. And before we go into this, I want you to know that I am here, and that I love you more than anything. Trust our love."
I nodded slowly, debating whether I really wanted to relive this. I had to. I need to just be rid of it. "I am ready"
I glanced up into his worried eyes as he gently placed his hands on each side of my head, resting his fingers on my temples. "I am right here. Try to remember that"
Already shaking from fear, I whispered "Do it"
He quickly closed his eyes, knowing if he did not do it now, he might not do it at all. And with a sudden whoosh, I was back in the cold dark cell. My mind became fuzzy, like I was just waking up from a dream.
"How did I get here?" I muttered, slurring my words slightly. "Where am I?"
"Amy, is it? I've heard a lot about you" The voice sent chills down my spine. "I'm told that you're a light for the Jedi, always shining with optimism and hope" My mind raced, trying to pinpoint why this all felt so familiar. Like a crazy absurd version of deja vu. "It'd be a shame if someone were to extinguish that light"
"Show yourself" I demanded. Oh Gods, I can feel so much evil emanating from him. I just want to go home.
"Now, I know you Jedi are always set on doing the right thing, and not giving up valuable information. However, I'm okay with a little hope in the world. I'd hate to take it all from you. So I'll give you the option first. You can either tell me what this new source of power is, or I can suck it all out of you. Your decision."
He doesn't know about Obi Wan. Relief spread through me. My beloved is still safe. "I'm surprised you don't know yet. It's hardly a secret. You must've been away for a while" I chided.
"And what is it that I'm supposed to be knowing?"
"The chosen one, we've found him. So you can surrender now. Because I personally know him, and he will indeed restore balance to the force. No doubt." Why am I egging him on? Control yourself Amy, you can't afford to piss this guy off. Remember what he did to the other Jedi?!
"You insolent quim!" I felt a sting rip across my face "I'm not referring to the chosen one. He is no match for me. I want this new power, much stronger than that of this 'Chosen One'. What can you tell me of that?"
I licked my lip, tasting blood "Oh, pardon me. I wasn't aware there was anything more powerful than that. My apologies." I need to stop this!
I felt another sting. "Don't give me sass little one. I have the power to prolong your death."
"Well isn't that a good thing? I'm all for living longer. You should go into business as a miracle worke..." I bit back a sob as I felt his blade pierce through me. Why can't I stop this?! I need to control myself.
"Now child, now you know I am not playing games. Now tell me what I want to know, and I will ease your parting"
"Sooo, no hope for getting out of here alive then?" I gasped, not wanting to show my pain "Pity, Jedi might be more apt to cooperate if they had better options" I heard a pathetic scream flood my ears, and looked down to see his hand wiggling the blade inside me. It was then I realized that I was the one making that wretched sound.
"TELL ME!"
"I DON'T KNOW!" I screamed back at him.
"Do you really not get that the more you back talk me, the more I'm going to make this painful for you?" I get it, I just can't control it. Why can't I control it?! My mind went into panic mode. Obi Wan where are you? Why can't you find me?
"Do your worst, you will never get ANYTHING out of me" I glared at him, sensing my own anger rising.
He stepped out from the shadows and like a flash, his eyes flickered through my mind with both terror and recognition. I wanted nothing more than to crawl up in a ball and die, yet the curiosity peaked of where I had seen them before.
"Oh, so there is something you're hiding from me? You must be one of the special few who actually know what's going on. None of the others revealed they had information they wouldn't give up. Looks like I've found myself a jewel. It's a pity I'll have to damage that pretty face of yours"
NO! He can't know! He just can't! I have to keep Obi Wan a secret. No one can know. He'll kill Obi Wan if he finds out. I cannot give in. If I die, at least I'll die knowing my Obi Wan is safe.
"Your silence only confirms your knowledge" I could feel him circling me, his gaze seeming to pierce past my hard shell and right through to my vulnerability. "I'll give you one more chance, only because I find it a waste to destroy such beauty. I won't offer again"
Obi Wan, please remember my love for you, I thought, hoping he would get my message through our link. "Never!" I whispered, knowing I had just sealed my fate.
"Very Well"
With incomprehensible speed, I felt his hand pressing my arm back, almost snapping it. "AAAAUUGGGHHH!" My scream filling my ears. Then, unable to take the pressure, my arm was dislocated from it's socket. I wailed out in despair, unable to hold back.
"Amy?!" The voice echoed through my mind. The voice that brought sudden peace to my heart. I tried to shout for help, but the vengeance now stood before me, evil radiating from the mere essence of him.
"AMY!" I heard again. Am I imagining this? Or am I dying?
"TELL ME!" Vengeance began shaking me, the whole time he stared at me with a sly grin.
"NO!" I shouted back, but his shaking never ceased. I bit back my sobs of anguish. Just let me die!
"AMY LOVE!" My heart leapt at his voice again. How could I forget his promise? He said he'd always be there to find me.
"AMY! WAKE UP!" I'm awake Obi Wan. I right here. Please save me, I don't know how much more I can take.
"Amy, Darling, I need you to wake up!" I could feel Obi Wans embrace in my mind, as I stared back at the evil in those cold blue eyes. I gasped as he stabbed me one last time, right in my chest. I blinked back my tears as I came to focus on the warm blue eyes of my beloved Obi Wan. Then like a flood, it all came back to me. It was just the dream, that's all it was.
"Shhhhhh, it's okay. I'm right here. Just breathe Amy" Obi Wan whispered, as I realized I was holding my breath still, shocked by the last stab to my heart, he didn't do that in the dream before. I quickly exhaled, and immediately pain shot through my chest. Clenching my eyes closed from the searing pain, I let out a pitiful cry of anguish. I used my hands to try and push out the phantom pain, but as I touched my chest, my hands brushed against something warm and sticky. I looked down at the crimson substance now coating my fingers.
"Obi Wan" I glanced up into his shocked face "I think I'm dying" I tried to breathe deeply, but each breath was excruciating.
"Oh Gods, Amy stay with me!" He picked me up, then gently laid me on my back. "Master Yoda! I need you!" He closed his eyes in focus, trying to call for help. But then quickly turned his attention back to me. He pressed his hands into my wound, causing me to wail out in pain.
"I'm so sorry Love!" he whispered, and I could see tears streaming down his cheeks.
"I'll be alright" I tried to comfort him, but began coughing profusely. I could taste the metallic flavor of blood in my mouth. My vision began to blur, as I searched for his face. "Our love is stronger" I whispered shakily.
My eyes focused on his brilliant blue ones, trying to hold on as long as I could. I heard the door burst open, and saw Obi Wan glance towards it. Everything was getting darker with each passing second.
I could faintly recognize the sound of people arguing, then I felt myself being picked up. "Amy, don't give up. Please, PLEASE don't give up" then all went black.
Sorry I'm leaving you with a cliffhanger. Well, part of me is. The other part of me is laughing cynically. ;)