HEY EVERYONE! You might be thinking: Where the heck was I? Well, school happened, and school is much more important than writing. So, I wrote this back in early July, and just edited it and am finally publishing it on here. Sit back, relax, and enjoy :)
By the time Rose awoke from her deep slumber, it was impossible to count how many hours had passed, since there were no clocks within her immediate view.
Warily, Rose looked around her cell as she wiped the sleep out of her violet eyes.
Releasing a yawn, Rose turned her gaze down to her arm, where a needle had been pierced through her ivory skin. She followed the tubing to the now empty bag of saline which was hanging from a pole next to her cot.
Sitting up in the makeshift bed, Rose expected to be hit by a sudden rush of pain in her head. Instead, her head was finally free of the fog.
This was a good thing.
A very good thing.
Rose could now execute her means of escape she had been planning for the last several days.
Was it a long shot?
Of course.
But what did Rose have to lose?
Eyeing the camera out of the corner of her eye, Rose moved her hands behind her back and rested her head on the chamber's wall.
She tried her best to get as comfortable as possible in the cot as she moved the plan into motion.
Every so often, Rose would shift her head on the wall, making it seem as though she was trying to get as comfortable as humanly possible within the meak cell.
With every shift, more of her dark brown hair escaped from the tendrils of her braid and draped themselves over her dainty shoulders.
Finally, after nearly a half an hour, her patience was rewarded.
A large bobby pin, one of the main ones which held her once elaborate braid together, fell back and onto her open palm.
As silently as possible, Rose worked the bobby-pin against the cuffs, hoping to strike a sweet spot.
Finally, a few minutes later, she felt a click as the cuffs released their hold on her wrists.
As soon as the cuffs were unhinged, a rush of emotions came over her entire being when she felt the sensation she had come to know and love wrap itself around he dainty form, in a loving and warm embrace.
Rose could feel tears of joy starting to pool within her lavender eyes.
The innate power was finally surrounding her once again.
Finally, she was going to be free.
Free from this stupid place.
Now, Rose just needed to get out of the cell.
She proceeded to wrap the cuffs around her small wrists once more in an attempt to fool the camera's that she was still in fact still detained.
As if on cue, Rose clenched her abdomen harshly as she fell off of the cot and onto the steel floor with a large thump while screaming out in ear shattering "pain".
Rose kept the act up for as long as it took until she could sense a guard rushing over to her cell to open it.
Rose could feel the unease in him as he fumbled to open the cell with his keycard.
Soon the door opened with a loud shoosh and the guard was nearing her with concern on his rather young looking face, "Ma'am, ma'am what's wrong?"
Rose kept screaming and rolling around on the ground while clenching her abdomen, causing her long and delicate fingers to turn white against her clothing.
Taking a few steps closer, he kneeled down next to her, not knowing what to do.
It was nearly 2 a.m.
He was the only guard on duty tonight, since it was the weekend after all.
He needed to make a few extra bucks since he had an exciting date later on in the weekend, and wanted to get the girl he had been gushing over since the academy a nice gift, perhaps flowers and sweets.
Panic started to move through his veins as he realized this now may not be a possibility any longer.
Rose sensed it and tried her best to hide a smile while she continued to whimper in "pain" on the ground.
The guard reached out towards her with his hand.
Big mistake.
Concern plagued his soulful eyes as he continued forward before his entire arm stopped in its wake.
The concern in his eyes was now gone, and replaced with pure agony.
Rose's face became emotionless as she shook off the cuffs, pulled the needle out of her arm, and stood up.
Suddenly, with a twist of her finger, the camera in the corner of the room exploded into what seemed to be a million pieces, scattering itself onto the floor below.
Continuing the control over his body, Rose stood the guard up and placed him down on his feet right in front of her.
His deep-blue eyes were wide, nearly on the verge of tears, just like many of her past victims in their final moments.
But this time was going to be different.
Rose was going to let the young man live.
Why?
Well, Rose had not been approached by an outside party who had desires to kill this man in exchange for some amount of wealth.
So, why kill him if there was to be no investment of any kind?
Plus, this man in particular looked different from the ones in the past.
He looked as though he had just graduated from one of the Third Dynasty Academy's, and somehow landed a weekend shift in the prisoner sector of the Sovereignty.
For creators sake's, his uniform barely even has dust on it.
Has he just been issued it?
Suddenly she felt a rush of sympathy for the poor boy.
Yes boy.
Sure, he was only a year or two older than her.
Still, he had so much of his life ahead of him, and Rose didn't want to take that away from him prematurely.
Pushing her thoughts to the back of her mind, Rose slowly closed the gap between them until there was around a foot and a half between.
Rose moved her bright lavender eyes onto his, and spoke with a confident but reassuring tone, "You are to give me your key, leave this deck at once, and not return."
The guard's sea blue eyes glazed over as he repeated her gentle command, "I am to give you my key, leave this deck at once, and not return."
As commanded, he unclipped the key from his belt and placed it into Rose's hand before turning on his heels and leaving the cell block.
Before leaving her cell, the young woman reached out with the force to the cells around her, and was rather surprised when she noticed she was the only one inside of a cell in the block.
Right away, Rose silently thanked the Creator, as she exited her cell and headed towards the exit of the prison sector of the destroyer.
A few minutes after two in the morning, Lev was startled awake by a sudden change in the force.
What in the world is going on now…? Lev almost groaned as he wiped his eyes with his rather large hands.
Another unknown pulse started to radiate through his surroundings.
Taken off guard, Lev quickly got out of bed and raced around his chambers, putting on his signature robes and helmet before heading out of his room towards the source of the unknown energy.
The hallways were silent, apart from his boots on the flooring, as Lev made his way around the destroyer.
While turning one of the endless number of corners in the destroyer, Lev suddenly felt a strong pull towards the prisoner area of the ship.
Right away, Lev picked up his pace as he sprinted towards the brigg.
As Lev entered the space, he knew right away that something major had happened.
The guard was not at his post.
Lev made his way down the narrow corridor towards Rose's cell.
As he neared the cell, Lev was able to notice the door wide open.
Lev stopped himself right in his tracks as another pulse radiated throughout the space within the destroyer, this time in a complete different sector of the ship.
Before leaving the brigg to head towards the unknown source, Lev ignited his lightsaber, ready to take on the girl who had just sealed her fate.
Rose was thinking of the plan as she went.
If she was being completely honest with herself, Rose was surprised she had gotten this far.
As Rose turned one of the corners, she noticed a small group of troopers standing around, having what seemed to be a casual conversation.
She stopped right in her steps, peering around the corner at the individuals in the dark gray armor.
Thoughts started to rush through her mind of what to do next.
Reacting on pure instinct, Rose picked up her pace and turned around the corner.
Rose quietly made her way towards the troopers, hoping to go unnoticed for as long as humanly possible.
A few seconds into her tip-toeing, one of the troopers noticed the petite woman out of the corner of his eye.
The trooper quickly locked his gun onto the dainty female, as the other troopers reacted in the same way.
Rose reached out with her innate powers, feeling inside the minds of each of the six troopers in front of her.
Thankfully, all of them were men.
Men who had definitely not seen a woman in quite some time.
That is, at least a woman who was not in a Third Dynasty uniform.
This should be easy enough considering Rose was for lack of better words, deemed as "downright gorgeous" by many patrons that frequented the bar she had bartended at the last few years.
She continued to radiate the force around each of the men's figures.
A small flirtatious smirk made its way across Rose's face as she placed her dainty right hand over her full lips, "Oh my stars… I must have gotten lost. This is such a large ship, it's so easy to get confused with all of these long hallways." She put emphasis onto the second to last word in the sentence.
A few of the troopers shifted in their place upon hearing her words, as other's started thinking of rather risky behavior.
As if by magic, each of the men quickly lowered their rifles, completely enamored at the sight in front of them.
One of the taller troopers started towards the woman, an obvious smirk on his face underneath his helmet, "No worries Miss. It's not safe for a woman like you to walk around the destroyer this time at night."
Another one piped up as he moved closer to the woman as well, "Yes, MS-728 is right. Perhaps we could escort you on your travels through the ship?"
Rose's lips turned into another more devious but flirtatious smile while she tucked her dark brown hair behind her ear, "No… I don't think I need such treatment."
The taller trooper finally stopped right in front of Rose. From the emblem on his shoulder, Rose was able to tell the trooper was the NCO of the bunch. He continued to peer down at her, and his low voice was laced with sudden determination, "No no… Please, we insist. More importantly, I insist."
Rose cocked her right eyebrow up at the man before biting down on her full bottom lip slightly while placing her hand on his arm, "I like the sound of that."
The Sergeant reached out to the young woman with his right arm, and Rose reacted to his action by wrapping her small arm around his own.
Slowly but surely, the group made their way down the corridor of the ship.
As they walked, Rose flirted nonstop with the NCO to her left, which consisted of laughing at his petty jokes and rubbing his arm with her dainty hand. The Sergeant's energy was off the walls.
A little while later, Rose was able to sense they were heading towards one of the hanger's within the ship.
Thinking on her feet once again, the young woman flashed her violet eyes up at the man walking beside her while she got onto her tiptoes to speak into what she assumed to be where his ear was, "Hey… Sergeant. How long has it been since you've been on leave?"
The tall trooper responded rather quickly, noticing the tone of her sultry voice, "It's been about ten months."
Rose giggled slightly, tracing his forearm with her finger while bringing her lips back up to his ear, whispering once more, "So… ten months since someone's ruffled your feathers?"
She could sense the heart rate of the man beside her start to heighten under his armor as he nodded down at her, "Yes ma'am."
Rose flashed him a sensual smile, reaching up and whispering even softer into his ear this time, "How about I change that for you?"
Rather quickly, the young woman could sense the troopers eyes widen at the sudden remark, and that the Sergeant was more than eager to start this courtship which seemed to have sprung out of nowhere.
Directing his attention over to his men, the Sergeant asserted with complete authority, "I will accompany this woman to wherever she sees fit. Return back to your post immediately."
Each of the troopers under his command nodded while replying, "Yessir," before they retreated into the distance to head towards their assigned post.
Rose grabbed ahold of the man's hand, and leaded him into the hanger bay.
Once inside, Rose pulled the man over to the side, behind one of the large pylons which was out of the immediate view of any camera. She looked up at him with her bright lavender eyes while biting her lip.
Almost instantly, the trooper in the gray armor took off his helmet, revealing a man in his late twenties, with amber colored eyes and sun-kissed skin. His dark brown hair was going in every which way, a result of having his helmet on for the last several hours.
Rose hated to admit it, but he was definitely good looking.
She was expecting the Sergeant to not be as handsome as he was, so she was inwardly regretting having to cut their time short together.
The Sergeant reached down to brush one of the hair's away from Rose's cheek before he cupped it, "My name is MS-728, but everyone calls me Mik. What's your name?"
Rose blushed at his touch.
It was quite charming actually, Mik telling Rose his name before the Sergeant continued with his intentions.
Rose hated having to lie to the man in front of her.
She hated lying in general.
Especially to someone innocent like him.
So, she thought quickly before replying, running a finger down the front of his armor while biting her bottom lip once more, "My name is whatever you want it to be, Sarge."
Mik stood there for a moment looking down at her lips and then up into her bright eyes, utterly speechless, before he started to move his head down towards Rose's. She could feel his other hand pressing against the small of her back, bringing her closer to him.
Once his lips were mere inches from her own, Rose quietly said, "I'm sorry for having to do this…"
Mik stopped right away, looking at her with a puzzled expression.
The next moment, the Sergeant fell onto the floor of the hanger while unconsciousness surrounded his entire being.
Rose looked down at the man's chest, which continued to move up and down with each breath he took.
She released a sigh of relief.
This had been the first time she had ever rendered someone unconscious.
Another soul she did not intentionally hurt.
Suddenly, Rose felt a rush within the force.
Someone was coming for her.
Frantic, she looked around the hanger before sprinting into a docked TLR Fighter.
Sitting down into the pilots seat, she looked around trying to figure out the controls which seemed to surround the whole cockpit.
She had never flown a day in her life.
Closing her eyes for a split second, her mind was brought back to when she was fifteen.
There she was, back on Lothal, sitting next to her now ex-boyfriend in the cockpit of his father's ship.
It was late at night, and he wanted to show off his new found flying skills to the love of his life.
What guy wouldn't want to impress Rose? She was the most beautiful girl in the whole town.
He glanced over to her while a pearl white smile came across his lips, before he pressed the ignition button.
Rose snapped her eyes back open, searching for the button until she found it.
The moment she pressed the green rectangle, the dark figure she had come to know in passing entered the hanger.
And he was not happy.
At all.
I'm still not 100% with this chapter just yet. I might edit it in the future, so beware of that! I really want to get back into writing this winter break, so be on the lookout for that. :) Maybe I'll even write a few more in the days to come, since finals can be a hectic time and this might be a way to tackle some stress!
As always, y'all are amazing. If you enjoyed, definitely leave a comment!