When Obi-Wan came to, the first sensation he felt was the stinging of the burnt skin on his back and upper torso. Groaning, he sat up and straightened himself, trying to lean as little as possible against the wall.

Ah yes, that's right, he thought to himself. I'm still in this cell.

Reva had instructed some Troopers to carry Ahsoka to another room, presumably to be placed into some sort of surgical pod. As for Obi-Wan, his burns could easily have been treated with some topical bacta gel. However, although Reva had (somewhat) saved his life by distracting Vader from killing him, she did not seem merciful enough to spare him that pain. Once her and Leia left, it became so unbearable that the only thing he could really do to alleviate it was succumb to his exhaustion and fall asleep. Now, he was wide awake and searching for an exit.

It appears the only way out of here is solidly sealed with an additional magnetic barrier, he thought to himself. There's no getting in or out. Not without some sort of help.

"Well, Master...in spite of myself, I have survived yet again. This was not how I foresaw these events playing out. I could really use some helpful suggestions, or advice," Obi-Wan groaned.

As usual, there was no response.

Sighing, Obi-Wan closed his eyes and tried to still his mind. He might not be able to reach his Master through the Force. But there was at least one person who he knew he had successfully sensed.

In the old legends, it was said that there was more than one way to feel the Force. There was the First Sight, which was using one eyes. And then there was Second Sight, using the eyes of the mind. Using this ability, one could the enter the mind of another person and sense their thoughts. Some Masters required touch while doing it; others did not, seemingly capable of sending messages across long distances in the galaxy. Others possessed an even more terrifying extension of Second Sight that allowed them to directly pull whatever memories or information a person wanted to keep secret from the deep recesses of their mind. For many years, Obi-Wan had suspected that the Separatists were using this in order to interrogate their victims, but could not find any proof or specific individuals that were capable of such handiwork.

When he was younger, he had been extremely curious and tried to ask Master Qui-Gon to explain more about it. But all of his questions ended up falling flat. Master Qui-Gon was more of a "stab-first, ask-questions-later" type and as such never really felt the need to develop such an ability. Master Tiin and Master Windu were said to be extremely proficient in this ability, but were also incredibly difficult to ask for help. Now that Windu was gone, Obi-Wan regretted not asking him to explain his method.

Sighing, he decided to try what he had already done. It was a bit touch-and-go, but it had worked for him last time. Who was to say it could not work again?

Reaching out his shackled hands, he felt his way through the air, slowly extending his energy and willing himself to open his mind to the one whose mind he wished to enter. In order to share one mind, he had to let himself open up a little to the Dark Side. It took a great deal of energy and concentration, but Obi-Wan was stubborn and intent on seeing what he needed to.

Obi-Wan reopened his eyes, but this time, he did not see the grey walls of his cell.

Rebel captives. Lined up, one after another, trembling in fear.

Reva standing behind them, back straight and hands behind her back.

"You will tell me everything you know about the girl," he sneered.

"I don't know anything!" the Jedi insisted.

He snarled. "We shall see about that."

With one smooth motion, he grabbed the man using the Force and brought him forwards. However, instead of strangling him, he grabbed his forehead with his black gloved hand and squeezed.

Suddenly, there was no separation between the two of them. He was entering the man's mind, taking on all of his thoughts and feelings.

Darkness...fear...weakness.

All of the man's feelings were suddenly flooding his mind. But he continued to press on, probing deeper below the surface. Memories of receiving instructions from Bail Organa, the route that they had taken to arrive there...more and more, he wanted to know. But everything stopped there. Absolutely no information about the girl.

He growled angrily. "You are useless!" he disgustedly let go of the man and used the Force to choke him instead. The man fell to the floor, dead, and his accomplices immediately let out screams of fear. "Send him to the Tombs," he spat, kicking the corpse. Reva and her fellow Inquisitors immediately bowed, then bent down to carry the cadaver away.

The last thing he saw before the Force connection was severed was the rebels' fearful faces, illuminated by the bright red light of a lightsaber.

Obi-Wan sat back up, breathing heavily and sweating all over.

He immediately wiped his face off on his robes, made somewhat difficult by the shackles on his arms. He was sure that Vader could sense that he had been in his thoughts, although he did not expect to witness him using Second Sight on someone else at the same time. He had not even known that such a thing was possible.

So, he's interrogating the other rebels that Bail is sending to try and rescue us, he sighed. A rescue mission was rapidly turning into a rescue rescue mission and now a rescue rescue rescue mission. His head hurt to think about it.

Fortunately, it appeared none of them had been told the truth of Leia's parentage. However... Vader had probably sensed him peering into his mind. He also probably intended to visit him later.

Obi-Wan furrowed his eyebrows as he tried to think of a plan. At the moment, nothing occurred to him. He desperately wished for someone to talk things over with. Anyone would do...he would even take Vos at this point.

He still had some energy left in him. Raising his hands, he closed his eyes again and attempted to remember where Reva had said she was going. He was still a beginner at using the Force this way, but he was starting to get the hang of it.

"Ahsoka."

Someone was talking to her. Ahsoka stirred slightly, but did not open her eyes.

"Ahsoka, please."

She groaned and rolled over, moving away from the source of noise.

"Ahsoka. You have to wake up."

She covered her face with her arms. The person talking to her sighed and tried again. She groaned.

"Just a few minutes, Kaeden," she murmured sleepily, her words slurring together.

"I'm afraid you have the wrong person, dear."

Ahsoka's eyes flew wide open and she sat up rapidly, surveying her surroundings. She was sitting in an auto-med machine by herself, with no one in sight. The lights had been switched off and there was nobody monitoring her.

"Huh?" she asked blearily. "I don't see you-"

"I'm sorry, my dear, I've been relocated to a different room," the voice spoke again. "Are you alright?"

Ahsoka looked around herself again, then confirmed her suspicions. "Obi-Wan," she breathed. "Where are you?"

"I believe I am being held in a cell somewhere across from you," Obi-Wan replied.

Ahsoka blinked and looked at the wall next to her. "How am I able to hear you?" she asked.

"I have heard of some Jedi who possess the gift of Second Sight," Obi-Wan replied. "I was never able to use it before, but I figured it was worth a try. However, I'm afraid since I am a beginner, I may not be able to do it for very long."

"I see," Ahsoka replied. "Where is Leia?" she asked.

"The Inquisitor found her," Obi-Wan replied.

"I told her to stay on the ship and hide! She was supposed to set an automatic route for Alderaan."

"Well, I'm afraid she is quite the stubborn child."

Ahsoka groaned. "She really is!"

Obi-Wan chuckled. "In that way, she reminds me of a certain someone."

Ahsoka blushed.

"Are you feeling alright, by the way?"

"I'm perfectly fine," Ahsoka replied, then tried to move one of her legs. She winced at the pain in her ankles. "But I don't think I'll be able to walk...not for a long time. What about you?" she asked, concerned.

"I am...alright," Obi-Wan replied.

Ahsoka frowned. She had a bad feeling, but she didn't want to pry too much in case he really didn't want to tell her.

"Now, we don't have much time, but I believe Vader will be returning shortly to interrogate one of us. About the Rebel Alliance, and possibly...Leia's identity."

Ahsoka felt the color drain from her face. "We have to protect her."

"Indeed." Obi-Wan's voice seemed a bit less confident. "I...may have some information about her that could prevent him from killing her."

"You do?" Ahsoka asked. "Well, what is it? Tell me," she demanded.

Obi-Wan went silent.

"Obi-Wan?" Ahsoka asked, wondering if the psychic connection had been cut.

There was a pause, then Obi-Wan replied again. "I'm still here, my dear. I don't know if it's a good idea."

Ahsoka frowned, frustrated. "If there's any chance this information could help Leia then we should use it," she insisted. "Don't you want her to be safe?"

"Of course I do," Obi-Wan replied,

"Well, then tell me, and when he comes to interrogate me I'll tell him for you," Ahsoka replied, annoyed.

Obi-Wan paused before responding. "No, I don't think that would be a good idea," he murmured.

Ahsoka sighed, annoyed. "What are you so afraid of?" she asked. "I thought you wanted to keep Leia safe."

"I do. That's why I'm...still considering it," Obi-Wan replied. "If he finds out this information, and he believes that you and I were keeping it a secret from him...it might endanger you. I would like to minimize the risk of that happening, if possible."

"Just tell me," Ahsoka groaned.

"I can't."

"Why not?"

"I'm not fully sure that learning this information would stop him from killing her." His voice seemed to grow shakier. "It could have the opposite effect...which I am more afraid of."

Ahsoka blinked.

"So...either this information makes him happy and he lets her live, or it angers him so much that he kills her?" she asked bluntly.

"Correct," Obi-Wan replied.

Ahsoka sighed. Deep down, her teenage self was rebelling and demanding to be told anyway. However, her twenty-eight year old self who had seen people perish for confidential secrets decided to trust Obi-Wan's judgment. "Fine," she groaned. "Do you know where Leia is, at least?"

"I believe she is being kept in a room aboveground," Obi-Wan replied. "Do you have any access?"

Ahsoka looked up, seeing a vent not unlike the one she had climbed her way through. "Yes," she replied, "But it's going to have to wait, at least until I can walk again."

"I see," Obi-Wan replied. "The room they gave me is rather dark. There is only one entrance."

"Do you think it's possible to-"

Just then, Ahsoka heard a loud pounding sound on the door of her cell. She immediately shut her mouth. The door slid open, and a Purge Trooper walked in.

"I have been instructed to remove you from the auto-med machine," they told her. Ahsoka begrudgingly let them unlock her from the glass and metal contraption. As he removed the lid, she saw that both of her legs had been fitted with plexi biocasts. Great, she thought. The Purge Trooper then pulled out a repulsorlift hover-stretcher and began to push her onto it. "Sit still," they grunted, and started to strap her into it.

As they did so, she tried to start up the telepathic Force connection with Obi-Wan again, but it had completely dissolved into silence. Obi-Wan was mostly likely too exhausted to answer her right now, or unable to talk at the moment. She remained tense, breathing rapidly, waiting for the Purge Trooper to finish strapping her down.

"Where are you taking me?" she asked as they started to push her.

The Purge Trooper did not respond for a few minutes, but she tried again. "Where are we going?" she asked, a little louder this time.

Annoyed, the Purge Trooper cast her a nasty look through the black shield of their helmet. She began to wonder if it was a stylistic choice, or part of some sort of dress code implemented by Vader. "The Grand Inquisitor will be arriving shortly, along with Lord Vader," they informed her. "You should be prepared to answer to them."

"I see," Ahsoka replied. "What about Master Kenobi? Has he received any medical assistance?"

The Purge Trooper paused before answering her question. "We have not been instructed to offer him any," they replied coldly.

Ahsoka frowned. "But-he's even more badly injured than me! He has a lightsaber wound in his shoulder, and several broken ribs," she protested.

The Purge Trooper just continued to regard her with impatience. "There are no current orders to take care of Kenobi," they told her again, firmly this time. "No more questions."

Just then, they came across a room that looked somewhat like an office. The Purge Trooper immediately stopped pushing her and knocked on the door loudly.

"Here you are, Grand Inquisitor," the Purge Trooper exclaimed. "I have brought the Jedi, just as you commanded me to."

"Excellent. You are dismissed."

Ahsoka immediately tensed up, clenching both of her shackled hands into fists. As the hover-stretcher was Force-pulled forward, she found herself face-to-face with the number one person she least wanted to see.

"You," she hissed angrily.

"Hello," Reva said. Ahsoka glowered at her. Reva threw her a look of mock-disappointment. "That's no way to treat the person who carried you all the way here."

"I don't owe you anything," Ahsoka replied. Reva just chuckled, amused. "Where's Leia?" she demanded.

"Upstairs," Reva replied simply.

"And Obi-Wan?" Ahsoka demanded.

Reva tutted. "My, my. Curious, aren't we?" She simply crossed her arms and leaned against the wall. "I'm afraid you don't have high enough security clearance to access that information," she replied tauntingly.

Ahsoka narrowed her eyes. "What, so if I also turned in and killed innocent Force-sensitive children, I would? Is that what it takes?"

Reva stared at her, and Ahsoka realized that she was not her usual self. Rather, she looked tired, exhausted, and had dark circles underneath her eyes. Her usual air of boredom and indifference was only a facade to cover up the fact that she looked as if she had seen a million horrors.

"You have no idea what I have done to get to where I am," Reva sneered.

"Even if I did, I wouldn't respect it," Ahsoka replied.

Reva glared at her, and now it was Ahsoka's turn to smirk. That had successfully gotten under her skin.

"You think you're so smart, don't you?"

"No, but at least I wouldn't betray my own people to save my own skin," Ahsoka hissed.

Something in Reva flared up and she stomped over, grabbing Ahsoka by the collar. She pulled her up so hard that the straps holding her down to the stretcher broke, and now Ahsoka was face-to-face with her, wincing slightly from the marks they left on her skin. "You have no right to speak of betrayal," Reva spat.

"Oh, believe me, I wish I didn't," Ahsoka replied. She knew she was being reckless again, but she didn't care. She was craving a fight.

Reva narrowed her eyes at her, and the two of them made eye contact, glowering at each other. Suddenly, Reva turned away and her demeanor changed entirely. "Forget it," she muttered, more to herself than anyone else. "I have more important business to attend. Stay here."

"What business?" Ahsoka demanded. "Terrorizing more innocents? Killing more of your own kind?"

Reva turned to face her again, but this time she just stared at her with a cold look in her eyes. "I have a little appointment with your dear General Kenobi," she replied slowly. "My Lord wishes to speak with him. About the girl, this time."

A cold chill of dread ran down Ahsoka's spine. "You leave her out of your mouth," she said angrily. "If anything happens to her-"

Reva laughed darkly. "Then what?" she asked. "There is nothing you can do to protect her, Jedi. Not anymore than your failed predecessors could protect themselves, or the children they claimed to care for." She walked closer, leaning in until their faces were only inches apart. "You know, there was a time when I believed in the Jedi," she spoke, her voice low and radiating danger. "I believed in them so strongly, that I was blind to their failures. To their weaknesses. But most importantly, blind to the pure evil that was Anakin Skywalker."

Ahsoka's eyes widened. Instantly, her jaw dropped.

"How do you-"

"Oh yes, I know his name," Reva snarled. "It's funny. He forgot me a long time ago. But I didn't. You never forget the name of the one who tried to kill you."

Ahsoka's heart stopped.

No, she thought. It can't be.

"That's right, Ahsoka Tano. Oh, you thought I didn't know who you were? As if I didn't recognize you the instant you followed me into that bar, wearing that cheap disguise belt. Next time, if you want to fool me, try and pick a fake name that doesn't start with the same letter," Reva growled. "Doesn't matter because I always win, anyway. I am the best hunter in the Inquisitorius Squad. Unlike you, I wasn't welcomed with open arms, or embraced for making mistakes. No. I learned the hard way, through pain and punishment. The same way you will, if you choose to join me."

"I..." Ahsoka closed her eyes, trying to process everything that she had just heard. Reva stared back at her. "I...will never join you," Ahsoka said slowly, choosing her words more carefully this time.

Reva reached out and seized her jaw, crushing it in her grip. Ahsoka let out a sound of confusion.

"Yes, you will, you poor excuse for a Jedi," she snarled. "If you even want to live, that is. You thought I was lying when I told you what happens to all the Force-sensitive children who have the misfortune of wandering across my path? No, you will join us. Or you will die. You have no choice."

Ahsoka stared at her, eyes wide. "What's that? Tongue-tied?" Reva taunted. "Or are you speechless because of your pity for me?" she demanded. Ahsoka opened, then closed her mouth. "Smart move," Reva growled, then tightened her grip until it hurt. Ahsoka grunted. "If I were you, I'd keep your pretty mouth shut," Reva hissed into her ear. "Wouldn't want to lose it before you have a chance to speak to your old Master again, huh?"

Ahsoka let out a groan, and she released her.

"Listen here, Jedi. I will give you exactly twenty-four hours to reflect on your decision. And if you refuse, I will personally ask Lord Vader for the pleasure of killing you."

"He wouldn't...Anakin would never," Ahsoka panted. "He'll stop you!"

"Yes, that's what he would do, wouldn't he?" Reva drawled. "Too bad he's not around to save you anymore."

Ahsoka closed her mouth, unable to respond. Reva wasn't wrong. It still hurt to hear, though.

Reva pressed a button on her comlink. "I am done," she growled into the microphone. "Remove her." Within minutes, a Purge Trooper appeared, bowing to Reva and pushing Ahsoka's hover-stretcher away (presumably to a new cell). Satisfied, Reva closed the door and began to make her way over to where Kenobi was being held.

It did not take long for Vader to arrive. As soon as she reached the door, she was caught off guard and flinched slightly, seeing the shadow of him approaching from behind her. She quickly bowed, trying to hide her temporary nervousness.

"My Lord," she said, keeping her eyes fixed on the ground. He did not acknowledge her.

"It is time," he said simply. She nodded, following him as he began to remove the magnetic barrier keeping Kenobi's chamber sealed.

A few feet away from them, their target closed his eyes in defeat and looked up at the ceiling.

"It is time, Master," Kenobi whispered to no one in particular. "They are here."