Hello everyone, I am back with another chapter and I hope you like it. This chapter will be more of a filler so there will not be much action. I would like to thank Christina Sunsetlily, BoltxPenny, Pink ranger 13, EW14 and DarthBane01 for their advice and reviews on my last chapter. I would also like to thank everyone who favorited or followed this story.
Chapter 2
Third Person POV
Ahsoka racked her brain to find an answer but could not find anything suspicious with her actions on Mortis, as much as she went over it she couldn't make sense of the puzzle that Vader had given her. She just couldn't fit the pieces together, there had to be some event that she was overlooking. There just had to be. And the more she thought of this the more it made sense to her. Musing on her memories she didn't noticed that she was slowly being lulled into a fitful sleep full of nightmares and visions, but it was in the deepest of her slumber that she found the answer to the riddle that had so troubled her the day before, but now seemed so easy in her dreams
She woke up to her humid and icy prison feeling horrible and sick but at the same time, proud of herself for finding the solution. The answer did nothing but unsettle her tired mind because it arose more questions than answers. The reason for her confusion being that there seemed to be a gap in her memories, how she knew this was quite simple actually since her last memory was of her getting kidnapped by the Son and the next was her master begging for her to wake up as if her life depended on it (weird right). So now she had yet another problem to solve, what she had done in between those two memories. Unfortunately, the answers eluded her big time, it was as if the memories did not exist at all.
Suddenly, she was disrupted from her musings by footsteps from outside her cell, not Vader's though because these footsteps were somewhat lighter and didn't have the metallic twinge that Vader's shoes produced. She prepared herself for what was going to happen dreading what could very well take place next. As the footsteps got louder she tensed to wait for the door to swing open and sure enough, it did. The first thing that hit her was the bright candlelight that the jailer held in his hand, she quickly batted her eyelids trying to get used to the sudden source of light and adopted her predatory stance, a characteristic of her species who were originally predators. The next thing was how ugly the jailer was, but most of all, the evil smirk that had danced onto his lips at seeing her in chains, his sneer only growing wider as she whimpered fearing what the jailer was here to do.
Out of his pocket he pulled out a console and showed it to her ignoring her predatory attitude and expecting her to grow fearful, instead, she remained calm but aggressive, baring her teeth threateningly as if warning the man to stay away from her. "What do you want, pig." She spat. This was probably not one of her brightest moments because the man seemed to be easily provoked and met her question with a round of lightning that petrified her muscles and set her body on fire. Ahsoka's back arched as the electricity coursed through her veins and she bit her tongue to stop herself from screaming, making blood pool around her mouth and blocking her windpipe which made her choke and gasp for air in a desperate attempt to get air in her battered body.
"I want nothing more than to torture you until you feel so weak you will wish you really had died on Malachor like everyone said you did. However Vader wants you alive and moderately healthy so that you are able to serve him. He is busy at the moment but don't worry pretty, he will join us later, until then, I will have the pleasure to accompany you in your wait, but he said nothing about not being able to torture you, so lets go again, shall we?" And he hit again, flooding her body with pain as the lightning spread across her body. And this time around, She screamed.
Darth Vader traversed the dark corridors of the cell block where Ahsoka was being held prisoner, even from here, her blood curdling screams could be heard as they resonated in the hallway, but he didn't care, his mind was elsewhere. He approached the cell and opened the door to reveal the pitiful site on the other side, and the full volume of her screams hit him in full but if he was affected, he did not show it.
Ahsoka didn't even lift her eyes to meet his, she was too preoccupied with the torture. The wave of lightning stopped and she was left hanging from the chains, desperately gasping for air and sagging under the pain of the electricity. Vader cleared his thought to get her attention and she visibly flinched before composing herself and staggering to her feet. She rose her eyes to meet Vader's and in her gaze could be seen a cold determination and fiery hate burning within her soul, and still, her face was calm and impassive, daring Vader to make a move.
Vader inwardly smiled, everything was going according to plan. Vader held her gaze and she calmly said "I hate you." "Good" replied Vader impassively.
"Leave us" said Vader waving off the jailer and taking the remote into his metal hand. He started to slowly circle Ahsoka. "I trust your stay has so far been to your liking." Mocked Vader in fake concern. "Don't talk to me you monster." She spat in his direction before he pressed the deadly button and a new wave of pain engulfed her senses. When it stopped, her garments where smoking and scorched while she was gasping desperately for air, a pained expression etched across her features. He smiled and continued circling her in a threatening matter that indicated that there was no need for foolishness. "My, my, no need to be so feisty. But I must ask, did you find the answer to my lovely riddle, my old Padawan?" Immediately as he had predicted she became enraged and proceeded to shout at him at the top of her voice "Don't you dare call me that, you lost the right to do so when you chose to follow the dark path, as far as I am concerned, I don't know you and I wish I had never met you!" Her outburst was met with another wave of electricity washing over her body and setting her nerves on fire. Vader completely unfaced ignored her and shook his head before continuing. "I expected you to get some difficulties, after all, you did die so..." This caught her attention and she lifted her head, surprised and not believing her ears. He inwardly chuckled and slid towards her before saying "Let me refresh your memories." And placing two fingers on her forehead he started the mental torture.
I am sorry for any of you that wanted to have a full on flashback and if you are wondering,the "mental torture" is Vader transmitting his memories of Mortis to her mind but because she turned to the dark side in his memories, she is really unsettled and sad. Lastly thank you so much for reading this chapter, and please review but no flames.
