Heyo guys! I was going to be done with this story, but then some of the reviews reminded me that I forgot about one nickname! (Thank you so much to everyone who reminded me! You guys are lifesavers!) Hope you enjoy! Note: This isn't a Rexsoka piece, just big brother Rex. Also, content warning for non-graphic mentions of torture!
Ahsoka lay crumpled up on the cold ground of her cell, trying her hardest not to cry out in pain and fear. That's what her captors wanted, to see her weak and helpless.
"You kind of are." She thought to herself harshly. Obi-Wan always taught her to weigh her options carefully before making a decision (Obi-Wan was the one who stepped up and taught her that since reckless Anakin wouldn't have) and the way things were looking now, there wasn't a chance she'd be able to escape. With her broken bones and the force-suppression collar around her neck, Padme's droid C3P0 would be saying her odds of making it out of there were a billion to one!
"Stop thinking of home." She whispered. "You aren't going back." The thought brought hot tears to her eyes. Just as she felt the first tears start to run down her cheeks, her montrals picked up the sound of footsteps heading towards her cell. Footsteps… Footsteps could only mean one thing.
"No!" She yelped. They couldn't take her! She couldn't be tortured, not again! She couldn't do it, she was going to die, she couldn't-
The door burst open, causing her to curl up into a ball to protect herself. It was against everything she knew, refusing to fight, but she had to survive. They couldn't beat her again, they just couldn't.
Ahsoka whimpered when a hand touched her shoulder.
"Easy, Little 'Un, it's just me." Came a familiar voice.
"Rex?!" She cried, opening her eyes to see that the one standing above her was in fact, not a droid about to torture her, but her friend. "Rex!"
"Shh, Little 'un. I've got you. You're safe, your brothers are here now." He murmured to the distressed little Togruta as he lifted her up into his arms. "No one can hurt you anymore." Another clone said from behind her. Ahsoka recognized him as Fives. Even though all the clones had the same voices, she had learned to distinguish their speaking patterns.
"Fives," Rex said, "Go get the General! He should be a few cells down looking for her."
"On it, Captain!" Fives said before running out of the room and leaving them alone.
She was shivering, Rex noticed, so he cradled her close to his chest. He still had armor on, but he hoped it helped warm the girl up. "Thanks, Rex." She said, her voice barely above a whisper.
"No problem." He said, before looking up out the door. "Your Master should be here in just a second. He'll get that pesky collar off you and then we can go home, Little 'Un."
Ahsoka smiled and shut her eyes. Even in the horrible pain she was in, her vod made her feel safe and secure.
I know Ahsoka's a little OOC here, but then again, I guess any kid who'd just been tortured wouldn't really be acting themselves either. There, self esteem fixed lol! Hope you guys liked it too, love you lots! :)