Author's note: Hey guys. this chapter involves tourture jsyk. if you think it might be too much. don't read. Skip past the italics. starts/ends in bold.
Chapter five: Anakin's per.
"Anakin! Anakin! Can you hear me?" Anakin moaned. He turned away from the sound that hurt his head. He stuffed his face under his pillow.
"Stop… it… hurts…" mumbled Anakin, forcing a plea into his tone.
"Why anakin… does something hurt…? Tell me what hurts…"
Anakin groaned with effort to speak. He was really tired… he could drift off right now…
Someone started shaking him. "Anakin, stay with me here, tell me, what is it that hurts?"
He moaned and rocked his head back and forth, like a baby in a cradle he wanted to sleep… sleep… darkness swirled… sleep…
The man shook him again. "Stay with me… tell me… please… what is it that hurts…"
"My… head…" with a great effort Anakin heaved himself up and coughed, he thought he heard a rib snap… none the matter… and he drifted off.
……
Anakin slowly came awake, everything seemed blindingly bright, and made his headache worse. He reached out with the force, and immediately felt pain.
It hurt.
Where Ahsoka's force signature had been ripped from his… it hurt… he thrashed trying to get rid of the pain… trying to knock it away, but it refused to go away… he closed his eyes and moaned… screwing up his eyes…
"Make it go… please… it… it hurts…"
"Anakin! Don't struggle, I know it hurts, I feel your pain… please just hold on… we are doing everything we can, but you need to stay awake to tell us where it hurts."
"Obi… Wan…?"
"Yes, I am here Anakin… tell me. Where does it hurt?"
But Anakin didn't answer. He didn't want to answer. If only Obi Wan knew…
Memory.
"NO, please, don't hurt him…" Ahsoka whimpered, "you… can't! Hurt- …hurt me instead. Just don't hurt my master…"
Anakin was hardly aware of her request. All he knew was the pain the drug made surge through his body… time after time…at first, he had held back the Screams, not wanting Ahsoka to hear. But when they used those drugs, he couldn't hold it back. Every wound surged ten fold with pain. Every burn. Every cut. They all screamed with agony. And so did he. They had been here for hours…
"Shut up, little girl, his time is not done yet."
"
"Please… I will do my time and his… just don't hurt him… please…"
"Fine."
Distiantly, from the world outside Anakin's depressing thoughts, he heard Obi Wan… no, it was impossible… Obi Wan always controlled his emotions. Obi Wan was way too organized to be- but he was…
Present
Anakin snapped out of his memories shocked.
Obi Wan was… crying.
