Here's Chapter 6! Enjoy :)
Soundtrack for this chapter:
Waking Up - Explosions In The Sky
Two days passed.
Rose was laying down on her cot, her head throbbing in pain.
It had hurt since she arrived on the destroyer, a result of hitting her head on the table she suspected.
Rose came to the conclusion she must have sustained a concussion during the impact.
But now the pain in her head was different.
The aching was still there, but along it, was a fog.
It had been two days without water, and Rose was feeling the consequences.
Rose had become considerably dehydrated over the course of the forty-eight hours.
Food was one thing she could live without if needed, but water was a necessity for life.
So there she laid, on her cot, with her eyes closed, trying to drain out the music and the extreme light.
It was starting to become too much to bare.
She probably had only slept about five hours in the last forty-eight, since it was almost impossible with music blaring and the white light above her.
But Rose knew she had to stay strong.
She was going to be a fighter, and not give in to Count Soumrak's ways.
Grumbling escaped her stomach as she grabbed the blanket out from under her and wrapped it around her head, leaving her nose exposed, in an attempt to block out the light and music.
It worked a little bit.
At least to a point which helped her drift off into a deep daze.
Minutes passed.
Then two hours.
Suddenly the music stopped, and the lights were dimmed in the room.
However, Rose took no attention to the changes in her surroundings, and completely welcomed the much needed sleep.
The door rushed open, revealing Lev standing in the doorway.
He looked down at the girl on the cot and shook his head at the sight.
She looks absolutely pathetic with that thing wrapped around her head... Lev mumbled subconsciously as he made his way over to her bedside.
Right away, he could hear her stomach grumbling, as if asking for more pastries in her unconscious state.
Pushing it aside, Lev kicked her bed with his boot.
She didn't move.
For Creators sakes… he mumbled again.
This time he kicked the cot harder, making the structure move several inches in its wake.
Still nothing.
Rose remained motionless, as if she was dead to the world.
Frustration started to fill every crevice of Lev's body.
Now it was time to try something else.
Lev reached out with his gloved hand, and grabbed her shoulder before shaking it back and forth in an attempt to wake her.
It still failed.
Completely frustrated Lev let out, "This has to be a joke, right?"
He stepped back from the young woman on the cot, who turned over onto her side, completely unaware of his presence in the room as a smile came across her face in her sleep while she tried her best to hug the rest of the remaining shred of blanket in her arms.
"Okay, screw this."
Drastic times call for drastic measures.
Lev reached out with his left hand, and summoned the innate power within him. As if as light as a feather, the young woman levitated off of the bed, still gripping the blanket in her petite arms. Lev rolled his eyes before releasing her, causing Rose to fall onto the cold metal floor.
"Ow! What the hell?" Rose screeched from under the blanket wrapped around her head as she removed it.
Her lavender eyes instantly fell onto his dark form.
"Oh, it's you…" Rose grumbled before she got up on her feet.
Each of them stood about two yards apart.
She looked up at him and into his mask, suddenly realizing how short she was compared to the beast.
Still, it didn't phase her.
Count Soumrak could be eight feet tall and she would still kick his ass.
"To what do I owe the pleasure of being graced by your presence?" Rose remarked with a coy grin on her flawless face as she curtsied slightly in front of the darkly clothed man.
"I don't like your attitude," Lev stated while crossing his muscular arms in front of his broad chest and looking down at the woman with the piercing purple eyes.
"And I don't like you… Look, something we can finally both agree on!" Rose gleamed for a fraction of a second before her mouth went back into a straight line, suddenly unamused with the situation at hand.
Rose definitely had a talent of getting underneath his skin, that's for sure.
Lev moved till there was around two feet in between them, his apparatus making his voice even deeper before speaking, "So… tell me about Lothal, little Rosie."
Oh... so we're playing that type of game, huh? Rose interjected in her mind.
Lev picked it up instantly.
This girl.
"Lothal? Never heard of it. What is that, some kind of strip club? Sounds kinky."
"Cut the shit."
"What shit?"
Ugggggghhhhhhhhhhhh... Lev inwardly groaned.
"Not only is your attitude shit, but you smell like shit as well," Lev insisted, narrowing his topaz colored eyes at her underneath his helmet, waiting for her reaction.
There was no reaction.
This girl was an entirely different type of creature compared to other's Lev had previously met.
She had an intense fire running through her veins.
Rose took a few steps forward before pausing and crossing her arms, "Ya know Count Soumrak… That is your "name" correct? Well… that kinda happens when you aren't allowed to shower in like four days. Crazy how things work, right?"
Rose's statement was laced with so much sarcasm it almost hurt.
Was that the reason why she was refusing to cooperate?
Perhaps if he were to transfer Rose to one of the suites on the ship, she would feel comfortable enough to speak.
Of course, she would still need to be under lock and key, since her powers were dangerous.
That is, until he was able to train her.
Then Rose would be able to have more freedom.
Lev would keep that in mind for the future.
Suddenly out of what seemed to be nowhere, Lev was able to sense the fog which had begun to fill Rose's head the few hours prior. Her eyes were beginning to glaze over, before she blinked, to try and rid herself of her dizzy state.
Water.
She needed water.
But Lev wasn't about to give her any unless she cooperated.
Hoping to use this to his advantage, he began once again, "Our intelligence officers have received information you hail from Lothal, is that correct?"
Rose squinted her violet eyes at him, the dizziness starting to become more pronounced, "You think... Just because I desperately need water… I'm going to spill information over to you? Were you born underneath a rock?"
The last sentence hit a nerve with Lev.
Did Rose know more about him then he realized?
Did she know of his background before he became a member of the dark side?
Lev puffed his large chest, filling with indignation, and reached out with the force, grabbing Rose's small form and slamming her into the wall behind her, causing her to wince silently.
Lev slowly made his way up to her, fist tightening even more, causing his knuckles to turn white under his black leather gloves, "I'm tired of your smart ass mouth. Do you have a death wish?"
"Ya know what, yes I do. Just do us all a favor and kill me already. Creator knows you want to! Look at me… Two years. I've hidden away from you for two years, and now you have me right in your grasp. Don't you want sweet revenge? To end this once and for all? To get a good night's sleep. To get some peace and quiet. To finally have me off your mind?" Rose gritted through her straight white teeth, her two orbs suddenly a deep purple, resembling the hue of a distant abyss, as they pierced through Lev's visor and directly into his soul.
She was right.
Lev wanted to forget the last two years.
Those two years were hell.
Absolute hell.
All because of her.
A small, petite woman, with the attitude of a nexu.
But looking through his visor and into her eyes, he knew what he had to do.
Killing the woman would be such a waste of potential.
Her strength was remarkable.
Her drive was phenomenal.
Each and every encounter, surprised him even more.
She didn't back down to anything, especially to him.
Him.
Count Soumrak.
The man who could snap her like a twig if he really wanted to.
Rose wasn't intimidated by him.
And he could use that to advantage later on.
Snapping out of his thoughts, Lev continued to look down into her lavender eyes, "I'm not going to kill you, because killing you would be taking the easier way out of your present situation. But I'm more than willing to let you rot in this cell for the rest of your life if you keep this charade up."
Rose mumbled under her breath, glancing down at the floor in front of her while her full lips turned into a narrow line.
"Now… I'm going to let you down, and I expect you to cooperate, or I'll bring several Death Troopers in here to deal with you. Understand?" Lev's deep voice personified throughout the cell as he gently placed Rose's feet onto the ground.
She stood there silently, with her arms crossed in front of her chest, looking up and into his visor, waiting for him to speak.
"You were born on Lothal, correct?"
Rose shook her head.
That's it.
He was fed up with Rose for the day.
Lev moved his hand towards the button on his helmet, about to signal for the Death Troopers to enter the space before she stopped him in his wake.
"Stop! I wasn't born on Lothal, I was born on Coruscant." Her small voice stated as she looked up at him.
Instantly interested in her admission, Lev's hand fell from his helmet before speaking, "We have no evidence to suggest you were in fact born on Coruscant. All sources have stated Lothal."
Rose fell silent for a brief moment before piping up, "I don't have a birth certificate. Look all you want, you won't find one."
Thrown for a loop, Lev reached out towards her with the force, feeling around her mind. He was surprised when he found that she was in fact telling the truth.
"If you were born on Coruscant, when did you move to Lothal?"
Rose shrugged, the fog in her head starting to become more ravaging, "I think... I was only one or two days old when... I was taken to Lothal to be with my grandparents."
She stumbled back a bit, placing her right hand on her forehead, hoping to clear the fog. Slowly, she tried to make her way towards the cot.
"Rose?" Lev's deep voice was laced with some level of concern as he reached out to her with his hand.
In a split second, Rose fainted, her face planting itself right onto the metal floor.
Kriff… Lev groaned.
This was just wonderful.
He had gotten so far over the last hour with her, and now she was unconscious.
Lev called for a medical droid over the communication system built into his helmet.
Two minutes later the medical droid made its way into the cell.
"Hello, my Lord. My name is MD-2235, at your service. Oh dear," the droid let out as its eyes shifted onto the unconscious girl laying on the ground.
"She fainted."
Lev was stating the obvious.
"I can see that. I will place her on an IV line right away, Sir." The droid chimed while hovering over to her.
MD-2235 looked down at Rose and then at the man with the mask, "If you would be so kind, could you place her onto the cot? I am unable to lift such heavy specimens."
Lev nodded while making his way over to Rose, and scooped her up in his arms with ease.
He placed her fragile frame on the cot and then backed away for the droid to do its job.
Lev watched intently as the droid worked on Rose.
MD-2235 retrieved a saline bag hanging from it's hip while getting out a small amount of tubing with a needle at the end. Carefully, the droid placed a peripheral vein catheter into her right arm, while taping down the tubing and needle to secure it. Then he placed the saline bag onto a pole next to the cot, while releasing the clamp on the tube, allowing the saline to slowly drip down into her arm. Once making sure that everything else was in order, MD-2235 hovered over to Lev, "She should be fine in a matter of hours. It is not wise to let her go so long without proper hydration, my Lord."
Lev nodded, "I'll be back in a few hours to check on her. You may go now. I will call if she requires anything else."
And with that, the droid hovered out of the room, with the door closing behind it.
Lev looked down at Rose for a few seconds more, before turning around on his heels, and exiting the cell as well.
While sitting in the numerous meetings he had scheduled for the day, his mind kept drifting off towards the girl.
And her bright lavender eyes.
Those eyes were going to be the death of him, he already knew it.
Man, what do those eyes mean?! Only I know, Muuuawwwahahahaha. :)