"WAKE UP SCUM!"
Water splashed on my face to wake me up. In a stone room with my hands shackled I open my eyes to a guard holding a bucket and the Queen. I forget for a second the pain of losing Numa then it all rushes back to me, filling me with anger.
"Ah, nice to see those beautiful turquoise eyes of yours."
"Not reciprocated on this end."
"Well, it doesn't matter what you feel towards me. Last night you only confirmed my suspicions."
"Oh yeah, what suspicions are those."
"Ones that mate makes so much more valuable to the right people. You see somebody with your abilities and with no training, well you are a gifted sweetheart. And I know a man that would love to get his hands on you."
"Great another master to torment me and hurt me and not care anything about anyone other than himself. No matter what you do or say I will make it impossible to sell me and you will gain no money from me. I would rather starve to death in this stupid prison than be somebody else's PLAY TOY!
The urge like last night comes up again. The bucket in the guard's hand shakes.
"HAVEN'T, YOU CAUSED ENOUGH PAIN! NOW LEAVE!"
"Well, it seems like I have overstayed my welcome. Guards teach her to be respectful of her master."
The four guards enter the cell and bring out their whips. My head hangs low and my knees dig in the dirt. I am already too broken for any lashing to make me change. My love is gone and I… I am alone in a world where everyone is selfish. Each slice inflicted upon my body only equals out the disgusting scars inside too. I vow to not love anything or anyone for I will only feel pain again. And whoever this new shadow to wreak havoc on me is, I will not give him the pleasure of seeing me bend to his will. Not when I have nothing else but revenge to live for.
"What warrants this transmission, Queen Scintel?"
"Ah hello, Count Dooku. It is my humble honor to offer you a servant of mine."
"I do not need any new slaves at the moment. A war is raging against the galaxy and I have no time to watch over a weak imbecile."
"I promise this one is worth your while."
"What is so special about this one?"
"I saw her do what you do, I had thought for a while she was, what do you call them?"
"A Jedi?"
"Yes, after, what I think was her girlfriend, died in an attempt to free some of my product, she had a fit of rage and choked my brother without even touching him. She always was able to have a sense of things and was very nimble."
"Well then if what you say is true, I would like to see it for myself. Do not let others know of her or my arrival. If I agree with your conclusion then we can discuss payment."
My mouth is severely dry. Like the kind of dry that you get when you are sick and you sleep in the cold. I don't even know how long I have been in here. I started keeping track of the days but after a week it felt useless. The last day I kept count was when I was thrown into a water tub. They forced me to clean myself in front of guards. I could tell some of the guards were looking at me, not because they liked it, but because they were shocked by how many markings I had. Clothes can hide a lot of things. Since then I barely see anybody. Up until then it was daily whippings and beating up and starvation. Now it is one daily meal and nothing else. Like they forgot about me. Honestly, I wish they still beat me. Not because I'm lonely but because I am not alone. Numa's body lays in here with me. She will sometimes walk around and hit the walls then slip. She doesn't talk, she just stares. Then she will disappear. I know she isn't really there and that is what hurts me so much. Just like what the prince said, I killed her. I am always the one making it hard on everyone else. Maybe that is why I am just forgotten. It has been busier than normal. The next auction is probably soon. Security increases, slaves are rushed in, preparations are made. It is the most stressful time ever because every minuscule mistake becomes the biggest issue ever. Almost funny how big of a deal it becomes. Looks like it is meal time. I hear voices and see a shift of light. The door starts creaking, which is unusual.
"Ahsoka back away from the door and stand up."
Like a good and obedient pet, I do as they say. To my surprise, the queen and a well-dressed old guy enter the doorway.
"Ahsoka, this is Count Dooku. He is a visitor and is a potential buyer."
"Is this the guy who would be interested in my 'abilities'?"
"Only if what Queen Scintel has told me. What is it exactly that happened to have you thrown in here?"
"Well I was tired of being a slave so me and… me and another servant escaped and I decided to be a hero so I freed some slaves then some other stuff happened and now I'm here."
"Can you show me the reason I'm here or is this a waste of my time?"
"This is a waste of your time. I don't know what she is talking about. Sorry, not sorry."
"She is kidding, watch. Guards take her to the encampment area."
I switched in my bondage and led to the site of my love's death. Memories of her face flash in my head.
"What are we doing here?"
I ask it with as much spite as I have in me.
"Guards bring out an older prisoner."
"Wait what, no you wouldn't. Hahaha, you have got to be kidding me."
They yank an old female human and she is thrown to the floor.
"Hand me a blaster."
The queen holds a gun pointed at the elder from afar.
"Do it or I shoot."
"DO WHAT?"
"Fine."
A hot red charge flies out and heads straight towards the woman. Tears run down her face as she closes her eyes. I hold my hand out and the shot moves out of the path of her and hits a different slave in the cage. The slave is not dead but has a wound in their shoulder. The elderly woman sighs in relief.
"Guards throw back in with the rest of the product."
Count Dooku smiles and looks at me.
"Looks like what the Queen said was true. You can use the force."
"The what."
"I will explain more on our way back to your new life."
"No! I will not let you take me and use me for your nefarious uses."
"Queen Scintel, what is your price?"
"Oh, you have to bid like everybody else at the auction."
"That is fair. Talk to you soon Queen Scintel. And for you Ahsoka, nice for making your acquaintance. I believe we will have a prosperous future together."
"Yeah sure Count whatever your name is. Mister sharp beard."
I gaze upon the spot for a while before I am dragged off back to my cell. Numa I will avenge your death and maybe that means having to team up with evil for a little while in order to do it.
"General Skywalker, General Kenobi."
"What is it, Rex?"
"I just got reports of Count Dooku on Zygerria."
"What business does Count Dooku have with Zygerria."
"Maybe he wants to expand his list of crimes to include slavery."
"The council is requesting your presence to decide a course of action."
"Ok, we will be there soon."