Star Wars Rebels: Torture (Short Story) Part one
(Removed the other. Need to work on it later. Have no idea where to go with it yet.)
Mission From Yavin 4 Alliance Command: Acquire the Imperial Fleet Locations
The Mission:
As part of the Mission Sabine and Ezra allowed themselves to be captured by The Imperials stationed at Naboo. While Chopper infiltrates the Star Destroyer "Brandish" which is currently located at Naboo. The Plan was for Ezra and Sabine to keep the Empire's Intelligence occupied with them so that Chopper can download the information, once he does that he will free them and at that point the three make it to the Secondary Hanger Deck. Steal a Ship and leave. The whole scheme had a precise timetable. Sabine looked over at her Cellmate who also was hanging from the ceiling by his wrists. "Well something most have gone wrong." Sabine said wishing that she had more then a short shirt that only barely covered down to her upper thighs. Thankfully the Imperials let her keep her Underwear. Across from her about 10 feet away hung Ezra only wearing his Underwear. The Imperials had basically striped them to ensure that neither had any concealed weapons on them. Then hung them by their wrists with restraints and their feet dangling a good five inches above the floor. Ezra gazed across at her really admiring her nice tone legs. "Hey! Hey! Eyes up!" She ordered and then subtly smiled, not really minding his wandering gaze. She had already looked over his nice physique.
"Sorry." Ezra muttered and returned to looking directing at her face. He had seen her in shorts a few times and always liked it. She had amazing legs and everything else. "So you think Chopper might be in trouble?" He asked and Sabine exhaled then shook her head.
"No I think he is doing his usual." Sabine stated then decided to ask. "So when did you get all...well that." She gestured with her head, indicating his arms, chest and everything else. He shrugged.
"Been working out with Rex. A lot after you stayed on Mandalore." Ezra told her and Sabine smiled.
"Then why hide it under that bulky Orange Flightsuit so much?" Sabine asked and he winced.
"I didn't for awhile but it seemed to draw some unwanted attention from some of the Female Rebels. Oh and one Man." Ezra said and Sabine scowled slightly. Knowing exactly what type of attention those Females were giving to him. This annoyed her to think that she had only left for a couple of months and some of the others decided to poach onto her property. That she could not allow.
"Oh really. What type of attention?" Sabine asked but before he could answer the Cell Door opened and an Imperial Officer entered followed by a Huge Muscle Bound Stormtrooper. He stepped in between the two hanging Teenagers.
"I finally received my Orders from Grand Admiral Thrawn." The Interrogation and Intelligence Officer said with a huge smile. "Unfortunately you Sabine Wren and I will not be having any real fun. I would have loved to get between those legs and let you have a man for once. Oh well I am sure that after some time you would be so enthused that you would have told me anything to get me to continue." He smiled oily up at her and Sabine felt a chill run down her spine. Knowing exactly what type of fun the Sadistic Imperial had in mind. Thankfully she suspected Thrawn ordered him not to do anything immoral like raping her or some other perverse activity that would completely degrade her. "So that leaves just you Ezra Bridger. I do have permission to do what ever I want to you. The Grand Admiral believes that if I harm you enough, then Sabine Wren will gladly divulge the location of the Rebel Base." Looking over at the large Stormtrooper. "Alright Sergeant once punch please, in the stomach to get started." The Stormtrooper slammed his armored fist into Ezra's stomach a second later and Ezra seemed to fold over the blow. Sabine winced, then growled angrily.
"YOU FUCKING COWARD!" Sabine roared and the Imperial Officer smiled evilly. "Where are you Chopper!" She asked silently. Knowing that the Droid was a good 20 minutes late from the timetable.
"That is not what I want to hear, Sabine Wren. Just tell me where your Friends are and I will have the Sergeant stop. Otherwise...okay Sergeant give him a few more, this time anywhere you please." With that the Stormtrooper Sergeant hit Ezra several more times and each blow smacked against him. "Just say where and it will stop." Coughing Ezra shook his head and gave a soft chuckle.
"Those...barely hurt...Sabine hits harder then you do." Ezra said in a pained voice and Sabine began to bit her bottom lip. Staring at Ezra with concern. She had heard the snap of bone when the Large Brute had hit him in the Ribs. She knew that Ezra probably had a broken rib, maybe two.
"Sergeant a few more if you will." The Officer said with a sindistic smile. Sabine glared at the man, vowing to kill him.
"Where the fuck are you Chopper?" Sabine asked silently again, hoping that the damn Droid would hurry. The beating continued and for Sabine it felt like an eternity. The Imperial Officer had lowered Ezra so that he could slump to the floor. Blood was running down his face and from his mouth. According to her internal sense of time, Chopper was now 32 Minutes over the estimated timetable.
Two Decks Above the Holding Cell:
It took Chopper 1.5 Minutes to locate the Information and Download the Virus that would make the Imperials believe that the whole point of this mission was to commit some type of Sabotage. Rolling along, Chopper easily located the Maintenance Shaft and entered, heading to the Detention Cells. So far he would be exactly 12 Minutes early and that pleased him. Then he spotted another Droid and in seconds recognized the other as one that had served with him in the Clone Wars. Chatting with the Droid, it recommended that Chopper join him and go to Droid Services for a upgrade to it's Servos that seemed to be grinding. Deciding that he would not mind having new Servos it followed his old comrade to get them. After all he was a good 9.8 Minutes ahead of the Timetable. While there the Servicing Droid also lubed him, upgraded his Manuevering Wheels and began to replace the outer housing with new external plating. When most of the work had been completed Chopper realized that he had exceeded the Timetable. Rolling faster he calculated that he was now 29 Minutes beyond the Timetable and it would take him about 14 Minutes to reach the Detention Level. Knowing it would be alright, what was 44 Minutes after all.
Freedom:
Valiantly forcing herself not to cry, Sabine glared at the Imperial Officer. Now silently begging Chopper to hurry. Ezra was lightly moaning on the deck and she suspected that he was severely hurt. "Well I was expecting that you had some feelings for your Comrade. That was my mistake, I forgot you Mando's only have any concern for other Mando's. So I guess Sergeant you need to do the same to her. Perhaps then Ezra Bridger will provide us the information." The Officer said and the Stormtrooper started to walk towards her.
"You slimy piece of...SHIT. You what is in common...with a Fucking Imperial Intelligence Officer and...a Gamorrean...everything. You both..smell and you both are known to be...stupid." Ezra grunted gasping several times his voice etched with pain and the Officer growled angrily. Sabine wanted to plead with Ezra not to antagonize the Asshole. But she knew why he did it. To protect her and it was because he loved her. In that moment she realized something vastly important. She loved him too. The Officer glared at Ezra with homicidal rage.
"Sergeant I want to hear bones break! Beat him until she begs for you to stop!." The Officer gestured to the Stormtrooper to continue hitting Ezra. When the Stormtrooper returned to loam over him, Ezra smiled slightly. He could not stand it if the Stormtrooper began to hit Sabine. He loved her and thus he needed to protect her no matter what. Sabine bit her bottom lip and was tempted to plead and beg for them not to hurt her Ezra anymore. But she also knew that the Imperial Officer would just ignore her and have the Stormtrooper beat Ezra worse. Just before the large man can slam a fist once more into Ezra. The Restraints pop off his wrists. Surging upwards drawing on every bit of strength he had left, Ezra kneed the Stormtrooper in his armored chest. Then grabbed the Man and slammed his helmeted head against the wall with enough force that the Man's head seemed to indent into the wall. The Man dropped to the floor with a thud. Ezra also dropped but to his knees. Wheezing for air.
When Sabine's restraints on her wrists released, she grabbed the two lines and thrust her legs outwards. Ensnaring the Imperial Officer's head between her thighs. "You said you would love to get in between my legs! This is for what you did to him!" She growled and then with a simple sideways turn, snapped the man's neck and dropped the dead man onto the floor. Landing herself, she rushed to Ezra and knelt in front of him. "Are you alright?" She asked with deep concern.
"Yes and no." Ezra looked over at the dead Imperial Officer. "That was...a little..brutal." He gasped out and Sabine smiled. Then with a deep painful inhale, he removed the Stormtrooper's helmet. "Help me with this." He said and she instantly understood. Once Ezra was redressed as a Stormtrooper, she did the same with the Imperial Officer and now was attired as the Imperial. The Cell Door opened and both left, finding her Armor in a nice bag just inside the Monitor Room. Picking it up as Chopper rolled towards them.
"Where were you? Never mind, we got to get to the Hanger Deck." Sabine said and with her in the lead, followed by Ezra. Who she knew was forcing himself to walk. She had to fight the urge to turn around or help him. Any of the Imperials they came across would find it suspicious. Once they were on a Lambda Class Shuttle, Ezra dropped to the deck while Sabine piloted the Ship out of the Hanger and joined a small Convoy of Shuttles heading down to Naboo. When the Shuttle reached the Atmosphere she redirected the Ship around the Planet and then into hyperspace. Picking up a Med Kit. "Take us to the Rendezvous, Chopper. I need to tend to Ezra." She told her voice etched with concern. The Droid who moved over to the Input slot and took control of the Shuttle. Every couple of minutes turning his dome to scan Ezra. Beginning to wonder if perhaps he had made a mistake. Sabine helped him remove the Stormtrooper Armor and then had him lie down on the deck. Injecting him with Pain Medication, she tenderly tapped his Ribs with a Large Bacta Bandage and then applied Bacta Cream to all of his bruiser and cuts. He had passed out as soon as the Medication eased his pain. Leaning down she brushed his lips with hers and really liked the feelings it gave her. "Get well soon, my Ez'ika for I have finally seen the light." She whispered and went to rejoin Chopper in the Cockpit.
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Rendezvousing with the Ghost. The Veprine Computer Expert and a Rebel Pilot transferred to the Shuttle and once Sabine, Ezra and Chopper were back on the Ghost. Sabine insisted that Ezra be placed on her bed. Arguing that his bunk would probably harm him having them lift him up on it. While Kanan saw to him, Sabine headed for the Cockpit to make her Report so that the Twil'ek could pass it on to those on Yavin. "Sounds like the only problem that came up with Plan was that Chopper was delayed releasing you." Hera commented and Sabine winced.
"Yes about an hour later then what we were told." Sabine stated firmly. "In that hour Ezra...well you saw. When you ask Chopper about the Mission, ask him why he was delayed for so long?" She wanted to know. From what they were told she and Ezra should have been released way before then. Darkly she wondered if Chopper in his dislike of Ezra, perhaps believed that Ezra needed to be punished some. If she found out that was the case she vowed to put a Thermite Bomb inside the Droid and burn it into a small puddle. Returning to her room, Sabine stared in at Ezra. His face was a mass of bruises and cuts from the beating he took. Going over to a small chair she had in her room she sat and took his right hand in hers. Intertwining her fingers with his. Biting her bottom lip as she stared at her best friend and she knew he was more then that. It did concern her that he was so still and he was barely breathing.
"I put him in a mild Healing Trance." Kanan said from the door and Sabine frowned.
"Will he be alright?" Sabine asked and Kanan nodded.
"Yes, once we get to Yavin they probably will throw him into a Bacta Tank for a few days and then he should be good as new." Kanan told her and Sabine grimaced. Leaning over, she pecked Ezra on the forehead and then deciding to just do it. She lightly kissed him on the lips. Standing she let go of his hand and went into the corridor.
"I know this is a lot to ask. But when Hera talks to Chopper, can you be there too." Sabine asked with some concern that if Chopper did do what she thought that Hera would cover it up and at most lightly punish the Droid. Kanan looked at her blindly with confusion.
"Why?" Kanan asked and Sabine glanced back at Ezra.
"Because I want to know if Chopper unintentionally screwed up or if he purposely waited." Sabine stated firmly and Kanan shook his head.
"If he made a mistake then it was not intentionally and I do not think he would wait. Not if it meant one of you being harmed." Kanan said and Sabine crossed her arms in front of her. Small tears formed in her eyes.
"Well I do. I think he let us wait because of his dislike of Ezra. That Chopper purposely waited so that Ezra could be punished for some unknown reason." Sabine said angrily. "There can be no other reason for him being so late. General Madine drilled it into us about the Timetable. That the Delay in the Transmission from Thrawn would give Chopper the time needed to free us." Kanan knew all about that. The Ghost linked with a Holonet Transceiver just outside of Naboo. There the Verpine then delayed all messages to and from Naboo. It was a subtle move to delay communication with anyone outside of Naboo. Madine believed that when Sabine Wren and Ezra Bridger was captured that the Imperials on Naboo would need to contact Thrawn for orders.
"I am sorry Sabine, but I cannot believe that Chopper would do that. No matter how much he has said that he dislikes Ezra. But to put your mind at ease I will be there when Hera questions him." Kanan smiled at Sabine and she turned to go back and sit with Ezra. "Oh by the way, he is only in a Mild Healing Trance. He is fully aware of everything. So he knows you were holding his hand, that you kissed him on the forehead and then kissed him." Sabine stumbled slightly and stared wide eyed at the semi conscious Ezra.
"SHIT!" Sabine said loudly, she then smiled broadly. "Ah well, I guess the Mynock is out of the Bag." She muttered returning to her seat and taking his hand. Once Kanan was gone. "Okay I like you that way, Ez'ika. Deal with it." She said to him and then smiled.
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In the Cockpit, Hera summoned Chopper and was mildly surprised when Kanan entered. "Sabine asked me to be here. She has this thought that you might cover up if Chopper...well if Chopper purposely screwed up." The Blind Jedi said and Hera stared at her lover wide eyed. Knowing he could not see her. So she voiced her opinion of that.
"If he screwed up! I would not cover it up! You know that!" Hera stated angrily, and Kanan shook his head.
"I know that. But Sabine is hurting. I think you are right, she has fallen for Ezra completely. So she thinks that Chopper did that because he does not like Ezra and wanted to see him beaten." Kanan told her and Hera gasped. Shaking her head furiously.
"Chopper would not do that." Though Hera said it with some hesitation. "You know he can be a little...okay he is not completely without his faults. But I will not believe that he would intentionally delay with releasing them, because he wanted Ezra to get hurt." She wanted to say more, but the Droid rolled into the Cockpit and Hera stared at him. She could easily tell that most of his outer housing had been replaced and his Maneuvering wheels did not squeak. "Chopper I want you to tell me exactly what you did on the Brandish." She ordered and the Droid began to relay out what he did. Kanan was only able to understand some of it.
"I only was able to hear a word or too. Mind translating." Kanan asked and Hera nodded.
"Well he said he was able to sneak onto the Brandish after the Rebel Cell on Naboo left him at the Imperial Supply Depot. Once on board he made his way to the Auxiliary Control Room and was able to access the information, then he downloaded the Virus." Hera said as she waited for the Droid to continue. "After he made his way to the Detention Cells..wait a minute Chopper. So you said you were ahead of the scheduled Timetable, then why were you so late?" She asked and the Droid spun its dome around squawking loudly and waving its grippers in the air. "I know it was a long trip through the Maintenance Shafts and it delayed you some." Hera said and Chopper continued to complain. "Now Chopper we all know that it would take at least 20 minutes for you to make your way there and according to the Timetable you were given 15 minutes on top of that in case of any unpredictable delays. But you were a good hour late. So what happened? Does it have something to do with your new outer housing and the fact that your Wheels do not squeak anymore?" She asked accusingly and Chopper squawked evenly. "CHOPPER! HOW COULD YOU?" Hera asked in shock. "I do not care if you wanted some repairs done and that you believed you had time. Sabine and Ezra were counting on you and you decided that having new outer casings, wheels and a new Servo was important to you." She said angrily and Kanan winced.
"So basically Sabine was right. Chopper here selfishly decided that what he wanted was more important then following the Mission parameters." Kanan said sternly. "So in essence Ezra took one hell of a beating so that he could get some repairs done!" Glancing towards the closed cockpit door. "We can't tell this to Sabine. Right now she is very upset and might decide to take some type of revenge on him." He gestured towards the Droid and Hera sighed.
"Chopper I...I can't deal with you right now. Go somewhere and I would generally would suggest that you think upon what you have done. But what good would that do." Hera felt very disappointed in him and Chopper tweaked and sputtered. "No I do not care if you do not think Ezra will blame you. Sabine will and in her mood right now it might be best that you do not let her see you for awhile." Hera turned back towards the Controls and Kanan shook his head. Chopper rolled towards the Cockpit hatch and Attempted to apologize and when Hera ignored him, he began to Grumble that none of them understood about the difficulties of having dysfunctional Servos and Wheels. "That is not the point Chopper. Your selfish activities put the Mission in jeopardy and it is going to take more then an apology to get me or any of us to trust you again. Now go to the Cargo Bay." She ordered and Chopper left. "He does feel bad about what he did. I can tell." She said to Kanan and the other shook his head.
"If you say so. Sabine on the other hand will not be too happy with Chopper. Maybe it might be best that we not tell her until after Ezra is up and about." Kanan suggested thinking that once Ezra was better, Sabine might not be so hostile about Chopper disregarding the Timetable and being late in freeing them. Hera agreed.
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When Ezra groaned, it awoke Sabine. She had been dozing lightly for the past four hours and when Ezra finally moved. She immediately sat up, clasping his hand more tightly in hers. "Ouch. I think even my hair hurts." Ezra moaned and Sabine smirked.
"Well that will teach you to insult an Imperial Sadist, wont it." Sabine said softly and Ezra exhaled painfully.
"Yeah I guess you are right. Could I have some water?" Ezra asked dryly and Sabine nodded. Releasing his hand and Ezra suddenly realized that she was holding his hand. He could not fully believe it. When she came back with a glass, he struggled to sit up. But his broken Ribs decided to protest painfully. Sabine noticed his attempts to sit up and set the Glass down. Sliding onto the bed, she carefully assisted him to sit and then sat directly behind him. With her legs on both sides of him. Letting him lean back against her. She then picked up the Glass and handed it to him. Ezra drank and then turned his head to stare at her in shock. She took back the glass and then brushed her lips against his. He stared at her in disbelief as she put her arms around him carefully, leaning herself against the wall. Making herself comfortable. "Uhm Sabine?" He asked completely confused.
"What? I have decided that I want you my Ez'ika and I am going to have you." Sabine whispered in his ear. Then kissed his right cheek, placing her chin on his shoulder.
"Okay I died. That can be the only explanation." Ezra said and Sabine smiled shaking her head. "Then this must be a really awesome pain induced dream. Because I have wanted to call you my Cyar'ika for so long." He added and Sabine kissed his cheek again smiling at his returned endearment. Then he became concerned. "Wait. Wait. Is this actually allowed. I mean you are a Mandalorian, a daughter of a Countess and I am...well I am...in polite terms..a Worthless Loth-Rat." He said and Sabine winced.
"I do not care about what is allowed or not. I have made my choice and it is you. Also you are far from worthless so never refer to yourself as that again." Sabine told him sternly and then lightly tightened her arms around him. Making sure that she did not squeeze him to tightly so that she did not accidentally touch his broken ribs. "Now go back to sleep. I expect you to get better so we can...well I will leave that to your imagination and mine." She ordered and smiled mischievously and he slowly closed his eyes, smiling broadly. Still thinking that perhaps this was a delusion, because that was the only explanation he could come up with.
A few hours later, Kanan entered holding a new Bacta Bandage to place on Ezra's broken ribs. Sabine scowled then realized he could not see him. But for some reason he could. "Need to change his Bandage on his Ribs." Kanan whispered stepping closer. "Hera told me to tell you that it will be another ten hours before we reach Yavin." Sabine grumbled but understood. Unless it was an emergency, everyone needed to take a long circular route before heading to Yavin to discourage anyone from the Empire locating the Rebel Base. "This is going to hurt him. A lot." The Blind Jedi stated and Sabine smiled.
"I will distract him so that he barely feels it." Sabine said with some help from Kanan, she slipped out from behind Ezra. Which awoke him, easing him back down on the Bed and after telling him that they needed to change the Bandage. Ezra winced, knowing it was going to hurt. Before Kanan took hold of one side of the Adhesive Bandage, Sabine leaned down smiling, then pressed her mouth onto his and kissed him with all of her built up passion. Ezra did not even feel when Kanan removed the one Bandage and put the new one on.
"Well that is one way to distract him." Kanan commented leaving as Sabine slid onto the bed with Ezra, still kissing him. Their tongues now intertwined and twisting around each other. When the door closed, Sabine parted from him and he smiled at her.
"Wow." Ezra whispered realizing that this was real. That Sabine was actually there and it was not a dream or a hallucination. Sabine smiled and slipped her right arm under his neck carefully. Lying down next to him.
"You get more when you are able to handle it physically." Sabine told him. "Rest now. I am not going anywhere." She ordered him and he closed his eyes doing exactly as she told him. She did not immediately go to sleep. She needed to consider the best way to inform her Parents, well her Mother that she had decided to take Ezra Bridger as her Ez'ika. She knew that her Mother would not take it well, probably at most her Mother would throw a temper tantrum. But Sabine did not care. She had made her choice and it was Ezra.
To be continued.