Err.....uh here's chapter ten!
IMPORTENT NOTE. THIS CHAPTER CONTAINS RAPE! IT IS KIND OF DESCIPTIVE BUT NOT TOO MUCH!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
Qui-Gon twisted in pain. He felt arms holding him flat down to the ground. He heard a voice, as if far away, telling him to calm down and the pain would pass. Another voice came in but Qui-Gon couldn't hear what it said. A slamming noise followed and then silence. A whisper came to his ear and Qui-Gon understood who it was. Obi-Wan was telling him to don't worry.
Qui-Gon opened his eyes blearily and saw Obi-Wan shape in front of him. A hand on his back helped him sit up . His eyes focused and he saw Obi-Wan's white face was in front of him. Qui-Gon took a deep breath and sat up against the wall behind him. That's when he first took a good look at his old apprentice.
Obi-Wan was white, real white. His lips were twinged bluish and his breathing was laborded. His eyes were glazed a bit and Garen was looking at his friend in concern and fear. Obi-Wan settled back and glanced at Qui- Gon.
"How..are you," he rasped out.
Qui-Gon moved over to his old apprentice. "Obi-Wan, I need you to lay down against the wall." "Master I'm -" "Now!"
Obi-Wan obliged, wincing and hissing with each great bout of pain. Qui-Gon hurridly force-looked his old apprentice over. Sure enough, Qui-Gon sighed as he found a punctured lung. Obi-Wan looked at him dejectedly.
"I'm going....to..not live throu-"
Qui-Gon's eyes flashed. "Shut up, padawan you will not say ANYTHING like that! Do you hear me?"
Obi-Wan grinned sadly. "I hear...you....master." Qui-Gon stared at him in relief and went to work to heal his padawan.
Garen sat off at the edge, worrying over what Qui-Gon and Obi-Wan just said. Without knowing it the two had reformed their old bond. What about Anakin, Garen thought.
Qui-Gon soon finished the force healing and saw the blue tint had left Obi- Wan's face and his breathing was less laboured.
"Thank you, Qui-Gon." "No problem." "Qui-Gon they've taken Anakin."
For the first time since waking up Qui-Gon felt scared.
"I...I know. I know where, too!"
Garen and Obi-Wan looked at him. "How?" Garen asked impressed.
"I overheard a conversation..now listen there are things you two need to know about this Mistress Chaisa....."
It took a couple minutes to explain everything. As soon as everything was packed up, the jedi rushed to a jet Qui-Gon had found..or saw a few days ago. Obi-Wan quickly assembled it and they took off.
I hope we're not top late, Qui-Gon thought, please be okay my padawan.
Anakin screamed for about the thousandth time. His throat was raw and his wrists hurt bad. He was chained to the wall by his hands and feet and they were raw where the chains were. He had been alone in a dungeon forever it seemed. For the first part of the time he had been out of it. Now he was fully awake and scared and angry.
Just as he prepared for another blood-curdling scream, the steel door slammed opened. Chaisa appeared in the door with an annoyed looking man beside her.
"Toy, you should really stopped yelling so, it gets Dan's nerves up. Besides you'll ruin your already parched throat even more."
"Shut up you witch," Anakin spat at her.
Chaisa laughed delightfully. "Witch? Why I've never been called that before. Oh well you may strip him now Dan."
The man, Dan, nodded and went closer to Anakin. Anakin reached out for the force and tried to push the man, but..couldn't?
"Oh don't try, my pet, to use the force. It won't work here for some reason."
Anakin closed his eyes in shame as his tunic and leggings were ripped from him. His underclothes soon followed and the stone behind his bare body bit at him with coldness. The door closed and Anakin opened his eyes, hoping and wishing they had left him alone.
Anakin trembled when he saw Chaisa was there, studying his body. She came closer and for the first time Anakin realized she was wearing a robe, nothing but a robe. She held it together with her hands and smiled at him.
"Well, well, well, what do we have here? It seems I should have done this earlier. You have a nice body Chosen One."
Chaisa's hand rubbed against his chest sliding down even further, to his inner thighs. Anakin could feel tears forming and rage burned inside him. Just as he pulled away, a whip came out of nowhere and smacked his stomach. Anakin howled in pain and Chaisa laughed.
"Follow my instuctions and you won't get hurt, babe."
Anakin glared at her as tears ran down his cheeks reluctantly. Chaisa smiled again and let her clutch on her robe go. The robe fell off and Anakin looked down. Chaisa stepped closer and lifted his head.
"No don't look down. Don't be afraid to look, to explore me. For I will do the same to you."
"No..please I'll-I'll d-do any-any-anything.." Anakin sobbed uncontrollably.
"Oh no Ani, I have to do this, it's for your own good." "No...p-p-p-please." "I am truly sorry my pet," Chaisa said softly.
She moved so close Anakin's manhood was touching her private place. Anakin moaned in grief as Chaisa's hand directed it into her. Anakin yelled in pain as did she. Chaisa thrust her hips into Anakin and Anakin cried. She continued until he screamed.
Rage, fear, pain, and embarrassment like no other voiced itself in that scream. The force, the true force wrapped itself around Anakin until everything Anakin was belong to the force. Chaisa stepped back afraid and pulled on her robe. She, like him, bled and she soon grew weak. Force entered the room and she was blown back. Chaisa smacked into the stone walls and yelled.
Guards poured in only to be blasted away. Anakin continued screaming and the force pounded. Everyone in that building where Anakin was held got covered by the power that killed them as soon as it touched them. Soon everyone in was dead or dying and the force left as quickly as it had come.
Anakin vomited several times and sobbed some more. Pain filled his every fiber and he went into unconsiousness. Slowly, his life began to ebb out. The Chosen One was slowly dying.
TBC....................................
IMPORTENT NOTE. THIS CHAPTER CONTAINS RAPE! IT IS KIND OF DESCIPTIVE BUT NOT TOO MUCH!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
Qui-Gon twisted in pain. He felt arms holding him flat down to the ground. He heard a voice, as if far away, telling him to calm down and the pain would pass. Another voice came in but Qui-Gon couldn't hear what it said. A slamming noise followed and then silence. A whisper came to his ear and Qui-Gon understood who it was. Obi-Wan was telling him to don't worry.
Qui-Gon opened his eyes blearily and saw Obi-Wan shape in front of him. A hand on his back helped him sit up . His eyes focused and he saw Obi-Wan's white face was in front of him. Qui-Gon took a deep breath and sat up against the wall behind him. That's when he first took a good look at his old apprentice.
Obi-Wan was white, real white. His lips were twinged bluish and his breathing was laborded. His eyes were glazed a bit and Garen was looking at his friend in concern and fear. Obi-Wan settled back and glanced at Qui- Gon.
"How..are you," he rasped out.
Qui-Gon moved over to his old apprentice. "Obi-Wan, I need you to lay down against the wall." "Master I'm -" "Now!"
Obi-Wan obliged, wincing and hissing with each great bout of pain. Qui-Gon hurridly force-looked his old apprentice over. Sure enough, Qui-Gon sighed as he found a punctured lung. Obi-Wan looked at him dejectedly.
"I'm going....to..not live throu-"
Qui-Gon's eyes flashed. "Shut up, padawan you will not say ANYTHING like that! Do you hear me?"
Obi-Wan grinned sadly. "I hear...you....master." Qui-Gon stared at him in relief and went to work to heal his padawan.
Garen sat off at the edge, worrying over what Qui-Gon and Obi-Wan just said. Without knowing it the two had reformed their old bond. What about Anakin, Garen thought.
Qui-Gon soon finished the force healing and saw the blue tint had left Obi- Wan's face and his breathing was less laboured.
"Thank you, Qui-Gon." "No problem." "Qui-Gon they've taken Anakin."
For the first time since waking up Qui-Gon felt scared.
"I...I know. I know where, too!"
Garen and Obi-Wan looked at him. "How?" Garen asked impressed.
"I overheard a conversation..now listen there are things you two need to know about this Mistress Chaisa....."
It took a couple minutes to explain everything. As soon as everything was packed up, the jedi rushed to a jet Qui-Gon had found..or saw a few days ago. Obi-Wan quickly assembled it and they took off.
I hope we're not top late, Qui-Gon thought, please be okay my padawan.
Anakin screamed for about the thousandth time. His throat was raw and his wrists hurt bad. He was chained to the wall by his hands and feet and they were raw where the chains were. He had been alone in a dungeon forever it seemed. For the first part of the time he had been out of it. Now he was fully awake and scared and angry.
Just as he prepared for another blood-curdling scream, the steel door slammed opened. Chaisa appeared in the door with an annoyed looking man beside her.
"Toy, you should really stopped yelling so, it gets Dan's nerves up. Besides you'll ruin your already parched throat even more."
"Shut up you witch," Anakin spat at her.
Chaisa laughed delightfully. "Witch? Why I've never been called that before. Oh well you may strip him now Dan."
The man, Dan, nodded and went closer to Anakin. Anakin reached out for the force and tried to push the man, but..couldn't?
"Oh don't try, my pet, to use the force. It won't work here for some reason."
Anakin closed his eyes in shame as his tunic and leggings were ripped from him. His underclothes soon followed and the stone behind his bare body bit at him with coldness. The door closed and Anakin opened his eyes, hoping and wishing they had left him alone.
Anakin trembled when he saw Chaisa was there, studying his body. She came closer and for the first time Anakin realized she was wearing a robe, nothing but a robe. She held it together with her hands and smiled at him.
"Well, well, well, what do we have here? It seems I should have done this earlier. You have a nice body Chosen One."
Chaisa's hand rubbed against his chest sliding down even further, to his inner thighs. Anakin could feel tears forming and rage burned inside him. Just as he pulled away, a whip came out of nowhere and smacked his stomach. Anakin howled in pain and Chaisa laughed.
"Follow my instuctions and you won't get hurt, babe."
Anakin glared at her as tears ran down his cheeks reluctantly. Chaisa smiled again and let her clutch on her robe go. The robe fell off and Anakin looked down. Chaisa stepped closer and lifted his head.
"No don't look down. Don't be afraid to look, to explore me. For I will do the same to you."
"No..please I'll-I'll d-do any-any-anything.." Anakin sobbed uncontrollably.
"Oh no Ani, I have to do this, it's for your own good." "No...p-p-p-please." "I am truly sorry my pet," Chaisa said softly.
She moved so close Anakin's manhood was touching her private place. Anakin moaned in grief as Chaisa's hand directed it into her. Anakin yelled in pain as did she. Chaisa thrust her hips into Anakin and Anakin cried. She continued until he screamed.
Rage, fear, pain, and embarrassment like no other voiced itself in that scream. The force, the true force wrapped itself around Anakin until everything Anakin was belong to the force. Chaisa stepped back afraid and pulled on her robe. She, like him, bled and she soon grew weak. Force entered the room and she was blown back. Chaisa smacked into the stone walls and yelled.
Guards poured in only to be blasted away. Anakin continued screaming and the force pounded. Everyone in that building where Anakin was held got covered by the power that killed them as soon as it touched them. Soon everyone in was dead or dying and the force left as quickly as it had come.
Anakin vomited several times and sobbed some more. Pain filled his every fiber and he went into unconsiousness. Slowly, his life began to ebb out. The Chosen One was slowly dying.
TBC....................................