Twists
Prologue
Disclaimer: Star Wars does not belong to me, sadly. The only thing I have any claim to is the plot to this story.
Down the hall the sounds of a person in extreme pain could be heard. The tall alien man strode quickly towards those sounds and entered the room from which the sounds were emanating. The source of the grunts and slight yells of pain was shown to be a young human male, about 16 or 17. He was restrained to some sort of rack and every time he moved or struggled the slightest bit, his expression took on a more pained expression. It was obvious that he had been in this hellish state for quite some time. The tall alien male who had just entered the room smiled at the young man and then spoke, "Have you found the Embrace of Pain enlightening yet?" The man looked up at him with defiance written over the pain in his features, "You will never break me. No matter how hard you try. I will get out of here and someday I will kill you" he growled. M'kath Lah merely smiled again and said, " And your words are meaningless. No one knows you are here; you are presumed dead. Your family has even held a funeral with what they thought was your body." Anakin Solo paled at these words, but determined that he would make it back to his family.
Authors Note: Yes I know that this is really short, but it is just the beginning. But I just really hated the idea of Anakin being really dead so I decided to remedy it in the wonderful world of fanfiction! Please review and tell me what you think! Constructive criticism is more than welcome, but please, no flames. Hope to hear from some of y'all and I really hope you like this! Thanks for reading!
