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Chapter 6
Ahsoka POV
Don't think Ahsoka hasn't tried to escape before. Sometimes she'd still be awake after they administered the sedative and she'd take off running from the droids that were escorting her. The farthest she got was three hallways before she was stunned. And even that was impressive. She was so weak that she didn't expect to make it a down a single hallway.
Ahsoka woke up to the noise of the door opening and closing in her little prison cell. The first sight she got when she woke up was of General Grievous leaning against the door staring down at her.
The adrenaline started to pump through her body waking her up and making her angry. It gave her a bit more strength to sit up straight and look the Separatist in the eye.
"What did you do to me?" She hissed and all of her anger came out in that one sentence.
"I assume it worked then." He grinned to himself. "That's good."
"What worked?" She raised her voice. "What did you do to me?"
"I'm afraid I cannot say little one, but I will tell you, it's going to get much more interesting from here."
The door opened behind him and the General got ready to depart from the room. Ahsoka could see the hallway from the slight glimpse she got out the door and she took a chance.
The adrenaline was still pumping through her veins as she took off past General Grievous running down the hallway. Every part of her body was screaming in agonizing pain for her to stop but she didn't. Ahsoka kept running down one hallway then the next, taking down a few droids from time to time.
She was going to make it out.
There were less droids than she thought there would be here. Why weren't there more of them? And why wasn't anyone chasing her?
Ahsoka turned one hallway to see a door at the end that looked promising. She ran harder then she had before and sprinted to the door with all the strength she had left.
She was stopped halfway when she bumped into something. No. Someone. "Snips, stop."
She looked up to see Anakin standing right in front of her. "Master? What're you-how're you here?"
"I came to find you Ahsoka." He grabbed her shoulders and looked up at her Master. He looked like he always did, but something was-
That's right, she was running. "We have to go." She tried to grab Anakin's sleeve and pull him with her, but he stayed put.
"Master, General Grievous is coming; we have to get out of here." She tugged on his arm again, but he still didn't move.
She was shot with a stun gun. Once. Twice. Three times.
Ahsoka fell to the ground and looked up at her Master who was…smiling? Her eyebrows furrowed at him before he disappeared. She blinked a few times, but he still wasn't there. He had vanished into thin air as if he…
As if he was never there.
Anakin was never there. He was an illusion. Ahsoka hallucinated him. It wasn't real.
'I could've escaped,' she realized. 'And I blew it.'
In her last moment before she lost consciousness, General Grievous appeared above her. "It was a good try little one. Good to know our procedures are working. We're able to step it up now."
And step it up they did.
Ahsoka will always remember every horrible moment she spent in that prison. But the thing she will remember most of all, was the very next day.
She woke up tired and wanting to go back to sleep but she willed herself to get up examine her room, for the thousandth time. It looked the same. White walls. Bright light. A door that she would never aid in her escape. And that buzzing noise. It never went away. It was just constantly there ruining the silence and Ahsoka had no idea where it came from. She went to all corners of the room, but it followed her wherever she went.
"There's no way out." She heard from beside her. Ahsoka turned already knowing who it was.
Anakin was standing in the corner across from her with his arms crossed. Ahsoka ignored him hoping he would go away.
"I'm not leaving, if that's what you're trying to get me to do." Ahsoka still didn't talk to him. Yet, she couldn't help but listen. "I'm keeping you company Snips. You'd go crazy without me."
'General Grievous is using you to make me crazy,' she wanted to say.
Ahsoka had realized the difference between Real Anakin and Fake Anakin by now. Fake Anakin didn't show any emotion, he could change the tone of his voice, but he couldn't display any real emotion. He also was just a play from the Separatist to make Ahsoka go insane.
She wasn't quite sure what goal Fake Anakin was going for. He was supposed to compromise her sanity, but how? So far he was just annoying. Also, Ahsoka knew he wasn't real so it didn't make much of a difference.
"Do you hear them coming?" Fake Anakin was closer to her now. "I know you hear them too. They're going to take you to the lab. They're going to break you."
It took everything Ahsoka had not to give in to talking. She was just about to lose her temper when General Grievous opened the door.
He strode in and grabbed Ahsoka's arm. She was half dragged out of the room and down the hallway. But he didn't sedate her. That was new.
Two hallways down and the first door on the left was the lab. General Grievous threw Ahsoka inside and onto the chair. She tried to struggle, but was too tired and weak to get far. Fowar came in through the other door next to the fridge and strapped her down.
Today there were two tables out. One of them was full of medicinal instruments as usual. But the other was set out right beside Ahsoka. It had needles full of who knows what and a collection of knives. One thing she did recognize inside a few of the needles was the blue liquid.
Ahsoka took some deep breaths and readied herself for whatever was to come. She silently promised herself that she wouldn't give in. The torture would not break her.
It couldn't be that long before the Jedi discovered this place right? Surely this prison couldn't be hidden that well. Someone would stumble upon it sooner or later. Ahsoka just prayed that it was sooner.
"We didn't sedate you because we couldn't wait for you to wake up again," Fowar explained. He tried to intimidate the young girl by sharpening one of the knives while he spoke.
General Grievous turned and walked up to her. His face was cold as he spoke.
"Let's get started."
Interrogation was rough.
It went in a pattern. General Grievous would ask Ahsoka if she was ready to talk and when he said no, he would inject her with one of the needles lying beside her. Then the process started over again.
Ahsoka was able to figure out a few things in this session. The blue liquid made her hallucinate and see Anakin. The green and red made her hallucinate things about herself, like the fire. They would make her see her arms torn to shreds and her body bleeding out. The yellow and clear injections were just painful. They made her body feel like it was doused in acid. It felt like every bone in her body was broken and she had to deal with the pain. It felt like she was on fire and her skin was boiling off.
And the worst part was that it wasn't real. This wasn't actually happening to her. Ahsoka tried to keep telling herself, 'this isn't real, you're just imagining it.' But the pain took that away. How could the feeling of being torn to shreds not be real? It felt real. After a while longer, she was completely convinced that it was real
"Are you ready to talk?" General Grievous growled again, for about the hundredth time.
"No." Ahsoka said strongly as she watched Anakin shake his head disapprovingly at her from the corner. She was also watching Fowar slice a blade along her legs. Each swipe ripped open a new wound, gushing with blood and sending shots of pain through her body.
She wanted it to stop. She really did. And she didn't know where the courage came from each time to say no when he asked if she was ready to talk. Maybe it was the thought of betraying the people closest to her. Or it could've been the thought that after she told him everything, he would just kill her.
"No?" The Separatist's voice had a questioning tone in it. "Your tears aren't saying the same thing. Why don't you look little one?"
He opened one of the drawers of the table and pulled out a mirror. His face was dour as he held it up to Ahsoka's face. And what she saw nearly scared her to death.
Her eyes were gone, leaving just the empty sockets. Her tears were nothing but blood dripping down her face. General Grievous untied one of her hands so that she could reach up and wipe her cheek. She fully expected her tears to be clear and this just a mirage. But they weren't. Her hand was smeared with blood that should be watery tears. She cried harder at the ordeal, and she could see the blood falling from her eye sockets in the mirror.
She was terrified of what she saw, and what she was becoming. The pain was insistent as it stung through her body. She couldn't help but realize how alone she was.
At that moment, she just wanted to die.
A/N- I think I'm going to read Game of Thrones next or The Goldfinch. I can't decide yet.
Anyway, I hope you all enjoyed this chapter. I'd like you all to know now that this story is going to get kind of crazy in a while. I had the idea for this a long time ago when I first watched SWTCW and just built on it over the years. Thank you all for sticking with me. I am very sorry for any spelling/grammar issues. Mostly grammar, I wish I was better at grammar. -Saraphine
