Title: Delusions of the Force
Characters: Jedi Master Dooku and Komari Vosa
Period: Pre-Bounty Hunter
Type: Angst
Summary: Captured by the Bando Gora and tortured, Komari Vosa's mind does whatever it takes to survive her torment.
She knew nothing except pain and hallucinations. The Bando Gora were unforgiving towards her and despite all her resentment and hatred toward the Jedi, she often found herself crying out for her master to come and rescue her.
But he never came.
Except in her dreams, her delusions induced by the death stick drug her Bando Goran captors kept injecting her with. In her dreams, her hallucinations, her master had defied the Council, defied tradition, defied the rules and gave in to her infatuation for him or came to her rescue, killing the thugs that held her prisoner. In one he had expertly dispatched every single criminal in the encampment, sparing none and showing no mercy.
In another he had simply knelt beside her and whispered her encouragement, to survive, to fight the drug. But the toxin was too strong for her to fight and that hallucination soon became twisted and all her fears, hatred and anger toward him and the Jedi manifested itself into a scorning and disappointed master which further fueled her hatred for him.
There was no respite from the delusions. Confused and helpless, Komari Vosa had no choice but to endure them, to let them shape her into a survivor.
"Yes, you are a survivor, my padawan," the hallucination encouraged. She looked up at him, he was shadowed in darkness, a dark cloak hid his features but she knew it was her master or at least it appeared to be him anyway. This time he was being the gentler master rather than the cruel one she had come to hate and believe him to be. "These Bando Goran thugs are no match for the strength that you possess within your heart."
"My heart is what got me into this," she whispered.
"And it will be your heart that which sets you free, Padawan. Simply listen to it, open yourself to the Force," he—it—argued. The phantom walked over to her and held a hand out to her and she simple stared at it. "All you have to do is accept your fate and your destiny, my Padawan. Kill the criminals and show them a true master of the Force and then you can show the Jedi the same courtesy."
Her master was right. She could and would show these vile creatures that she was no mere pushover, no plaything to torment, no subject to test their vile drug on. She would show them the true power of the Force and then turn that power on the Jedi.
Komari Vosa accepted the hand offered to her and stood before her master. "I will show them. I will show them all, and you, master." He said nothing and simply stared at her, waiting for something. She did not hesitate to get her revenge and before she blasted her cell door open with a powerful push of the Force, she turned to him and placed a passionate kiss upon his phantasmal lips.
"For good luck?" he asked.
"No, just a kiss, Master Dooku," disappointment laced her tone as he slowly faded from her sight.
The screams of the Bando Gora were a harmonious symphony to her ears.