Felth had his arm locked around Rehn's throat and pulled her backwards as her feet thumped the ground in an angry tattoo. Her sharp, hooved toes where spread and gauged the hard dirt, churning a thick cloud of dust. One of the troopers pushed his knee into the back of hers and it buckled, landing the young Thalcein on her face. The other troopers let her go, one planting his boot between her shoulder blades, another using his foot on her head to pin her to the ground. The entire trip down from the Star Destroyer had been one long brawl, Rehn stopping only when to exhausted to continue her struggles. Drakahn approached the stormtroopers, his ear flattened in apparent irritation. He snorted and the troopers got off her.
"If you wish to continue to live to server the Emperor, you will handle his prize with more respect." Drakahn said, his voice low and deadly, eyes narrowed to emerald slits. Rehn lay at his feet, her breath harsh from distended nostrils, her muscles trembling in fatigue. He knelt next to her placing his hand gently on her shoulder, lowering his head so his lips brushed her delicate ear as he spoke.
"Welcome home, little one. I hope you will find your stay...educational." Rehn's ears flattened against the sides of her head and she gave a high pitched snort, trying to pull away from his touch, the flesh of her shoulder quivering in revulsion under his huge hand. She turned away from him, curling into as much of a defensive ball as her binders would allow and closed her eyes miserably, drawing her knees to her chest in exhaustion. The Dark Jedi stood and flashed Rage a smug smile as he snapped his fingers and the stormtroopers closed in around the young Thalcein again. She did not fight them this time as they blindfolded her, nor did she cooperate, and they were forced to drag her into the Lakeeta fortress.
"You were a little hard on the men not that I care, but it's difficult not to man-handle her."Rage said nonchalantly, stopping to stand beside him.
"Yes, but it's merely a means to an end. I have instructed them to treat her in a rather, how shall we say, rough fashion. She is still just a child and if traumatized will seek comfort. With her partner dead and no way to contact her rebel friends, she is suddenly alone in a harsh, cruel galaxy." He said, his lips twisting into a cruel smile. Rage was impressed with his deviousness.
"And having no one to turn to, she will seek comfort from someone who is, at least, not her greatest enemy- someone who shows her even a minute amount of kindness..." Rage finished Drakahn's thought, smiling and shaking her head. "You sick, twisted bastard." At her words, Drakahn's neck arched, his large, hansom head shaking from side to side making the heavy crest of his neck sway and he snorted harshly. He spitted her with a green stare though narrowed eyes and as he looked down at her balefully.
"There are few who would dare to speak to me in such a manner, Lady Vader...." Everything about him was suddenly more menacing than usual. As suddenly as he had turned on her, his expression softened and he smiled a sly, predatory grin "..even if it is true."
The stormtroopers dragged Gade for what seem like hours through the polished stone corridors of the immense fortress. Her clothing was torn and filthy, her fur matted and grungy with sweat, dirt and blood. The troopers finally stopped at a heavy wooden door which one of the men opened. She was propelled roughly forward, her left shoulder catching the door frame hard on entry. The young Thalcein landed in a heap on the cold, stone floor, breaking her fall with her already sore shoulder. She heard the door slam and lock, and the sound of boots fading into the distance. Rehn lay where she had fallen, the only movement the slow rising and falling of her chest as she breathed.
Rarely had she ever faced a situation that she could not control. She had been captured once before, but it had only been a few days before she and Gellan had managed to escape. If she couldn't figure out how to get out of a particularly bothersome situation Gellan could, the reason they had been partnered. Quetad had always been able to anticipate her, and she him. He had been a good friend and a patient teacher. Now she had no one and the ache of his loss threatened to overwhelm her. Never before had she felt so hopeless - she had doubts that the Alliance even knew she had been captured. She was helpless, and that was what frightened her most, she realized. She had always had the answers, or had been able to improvise enough to fake it. She was confused and frightened, a million questions needed an answer, but she had no one to turn to. Like the power.. the power that had surged though her when Rage touch her mind back in the Star Destroyer's cell. It had felt as though she had touched a live wire. The energy had coursed through her and had attacked the Imperial on it's own. She had never felt anything like it... at least Gade didn't remember if she did or not. She had felt it again when Drakahn had probed her thoughts, only he had somehow shunted the attack away from himself. Confused, frightened and alone, she did something she had never done before- Rehn gave into her helplessness, and curling into a ball, began to sob.