I finally beat the game and was thinking, what if Trilla wasn't killed by Vader in the end? What if Cal managed to save her in time? Thus, the birth of this story came about XD (I blame my muse once again)
Summary: Cal Kestis managed to escape Fortress Inquisitorius with Cere and a redeemed Trilla. With the Holocron destroyed to prevent the Empire from tracking down the Force-sensitive children, Cal and his crew begin searching for alternate ways to weaken the Empire. Yet Cal is not safe, for Emperor Palpatine has tasked Darth Vader with bringing him back...with the intention of turning him into his new Inquisitor.
Rating: T
Setting: AU (divergence from main storyline in the game)
Disclaimer: I do not own anything related to the Star Wars franchise aside from my own plot.
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Star Wars Jedi Fallen Order: Redemption
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Chapter XXIX
"Kit!"
Jayna struggled and thrashed violently against the Stormtroopers holding her hostage, but their grip was firmly grasped around her wrists. Everyone scrambled for cover the moment Kit began wrestling with one of the Stormtroopers for control of the blaster. Unwilling to watch her friend throw his life away like this, Jayna took a deep breath and twisted one of her hands free, then grabbed a fallen blaster from the ground and aimed a blast at the Stormtrooper trying to strangle her friend.
"Enough!" The Third Sister said angrily.
Both Kit and Jayna felt their bodies freeze up as the Inquisitor used the Force to put them in a bind. Their legs dangled in the air helplessly as they were levitated towards the Third Sister and her companion.
"I commend you for putting on such an...amusing show but you never should have done what you did," the Third Sister said, igniting her lightsaber as she spoke.
"No! Don't!" Jayna pleaded, tears streaming down her face as the Inquisitor advanced towards her friend.
Kit lifted his head and met the Third Sister's gaze defiantly, eliciting a chuckle from the Inquisitor in response. She casually ran a finger down the length of his cheek, reveling in the taste of his fear evident through the slightly trembling gaze in his eyes.
"You certainly are a brave one. The Inquisitorius could have used you, training or not. Such a shame to waste a talent like yourself."
"I will never join the Empire and become a lap dog who bends to the Emperor's every whim and will like you!" Kit hissed angrily.
"Such defiance. I wonder...what would you do if I cut off one of your friend's arm or leg..." the Third Sister held the blade of her lightsaber very closely against Jayna's body as she spoke.
"Leave her out of this! I'm the one who tried to take the blaster! You leave her alone!" Kit screamed at the Inquisitor.
The Third Sister made a curling motion with her hand and Kit's voice became strangled, his fingers desperately clawed at his neck in an attempt to suck in air to his deprived lungs. Jayna flinched as the lightsaber passed precariously close to her face to the other side of her body. She could hear the humming of the blade, the red glow of the weapon reflecting off the Third Sister's helmet.
"This little game ends here," the Third Sister said.
Then she nonchalantly stabbed Kit with her lightsaber and Jayna screamed his name in horror, watching as the light in his eyes faded to nothing.
"You monster!" she screamed, kicking her legs as the Third Sister clipped her weapon back on her belt.
The Third Sister released the hold on Jayna's body and she immediately hauled herself over to Kit's lifeless body and cradled his head on her lap.
"Take her back to the ship."
Cere had Greez take them to Nur upon hearing that Cal and Merrin may have been taken captive by Starkiller to the Inquisitorius base. If they were indeed being held prisoner on the planet, they'll need to come up with a plan to break them out before it was too late. Trilla offered herself as bait to enter the fortress, but Cere shut down that idea at once.
'No. You've just broken free of the shackles that held you down. I don't want to risk any influence tempting you back on that path," Cere said.
Trilla clenched her hands in frustration and turned her gaze to Entiran, the latter having been confined to a corner of the kitchen after being bound in ropes and his lightsaber confiscated.
"No," Entiran said upon catching sight of Trilla looking at him.
"Can't you put whatever happened behind us?" Trilla asked wearily, sitting down beside him.
"Trilla...were you two involved?" Cere inquired with a raised eyebrow.
Entiran cleared his throat uncomfortably while Trilla averted her gaze to the floor, having found a sudden fascination in the metal grating of the Mantis. Cere rubbed her face with one hand and exhaled a soft breath. Who knew her Padawan would have gone and formed an attachment. Then again, should she be so surprised after what the Empire had done? Perhaps this had been Trilla's way of coping with her new reality when she became an Inquisitor.
"How long?" she finally asked.
"When we were Inquisitors...until certain circumstances forced us to break it off," Trilla revealed.
"Is that why your friend holds a grudge against you?"
"He thinks I stole the Second Brother spot from him. It's not my fault I was promoted ahead of him!"
The latter rolled his eyes at Trilla's comment.
"Everyone knew I was the favorite in line to become the Second Brother, until the Grand Inquisitor decided to make you the Second Sister. I just can't believe even Lord Vader approved of it," Entiran muttered loud enough for the other two to hear.
Cere held a hand up to silence the two before a full-blown argument could erupt.
"Stop. What we need to do is come up with a plan. If your 'friend' isn't going to help, we'll come up with something on our own."
Cal immediately headed for Merrin's room the moment he returned from Bracca. The Third Sister had ordered the Stormtroopers to bring Jayna to one of the torture chambers, and told him to meet her there later so he could experience what they did to potential Force-sensitives and captured Jedi alike. Knowing it was going to be an unpleasant moment to witness, Cal decided to push those thoughts out of his head for the time being.
Merrin looked a lot better than she did when the Haxion Brood bounty hunter first shot her with the poisoned dart.
"Cal! Please tell me you have a plan to get us out of here," Merrin whispered as he went over to her.
"I need more time. I need to earn their trust first, only then can I get access to a ship of my own. Merrin, I'm going to need your help with something else."
The Nightsister gently squeezed his hands.
"What is it?"
"I...was sent back to Bracca...and while I was there...I..."
Cal's hands began to tremble at this point as his head lowered. Merrin sensed the distraught within his heart and sent a wave of soothing energy to calm him down. Cal took several breaths to steady himself, then squeezed her hands in his.
"I may have condemned a Force-sensitive to the torture chair..." he admitted softly.
Merrin furrowed her brows together in confusion.
"Cal, you're not making sense. What exactly happened?"
"There's a girl here who's going to be tortured into becoming an Inquisitor because of me! I revealed to the Third Sister she is Force-sensitive!"
That made more sense as the Nightsister patted at the empty space beside her on the bed.
"You plan on saving her aren't you?" Merrin inquired, brushing strands of hair away from his face.
"I have to. I'll never forgive myself if I didn't. It's my fault she's in this predicament...why didn't I just keep quiet back on Bracca!"
"Was there a reason you did what you did?"
The Jedi Knight sighed and tried to recall why he revealed Jayna being a Force-sensitive.
"I...don't know," he admitted in defeat.
"Do not worry. Maybe the Force guided you to her, perhaps she will help play a role in restoring balance to the galaxy."
A Stormtrooper interrupted by knocking on the door to the room and signaling for Cal to join him.
"I'll come back later," Cal said, getting up to go join before suspicions could be aroused.
Jayna groaned and opened her eyes only to find herself immobile. Glancing down groggily at her hands and legs, she saw metal straps secured tightly around her wrists and ankles, preventing her from moving. Standing on either side of her were two Stormtroopers facing outwards. Jayna didn't get much time to ponder what was going on because the door opened at that point to reveal the Third Sister and her companion walking in.
"Look who's woken up," the Inquisitor taunted, stopping in front of her with arms crossed.
"Where am I? What are you going to do to me?" Jayna demanded, pulling against the restraints as the metal bit into her skin.
"You are a Force-sensitive, something the Empire can use. Training aside, all we need to do right now is instill loyalty to the Empire within you first...the rest can come later."
The Third Sister gave a nod to one of the Stormtroopers.
The only sounds that filled the air after were those of Jayna's agonized cries.
To be continued...
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Poor Jayna D:
Let's hope Cal manages to break her free soon before she turns into a puppet of the Empire!
See you all next time.
Celsius Fate~
