Chapter 16: Surrounded by darkness.
Each drip of water echoed round him, every wave of darkness that reached through the corners of the room hit him through cracks of the force. He felt slips of blood slowly slide down his forehead and stick to his beard as his eyes fought to stay open throughout the non-existent light. The chains that held his wrists were rusting away, the silver slowly turning into a dirty brown, the rattles of them shaking his hearing as he attempted to free his wrists. The continuous echoes of a screaming woman spun round in his head, each puncturing his chest and his very heart as the sounds suddenly stopped, the only thing being the odd cry of pain from prisoners being tortured. He felt each pain hit him in small bites; the small zaps of electricity pumping through his veins, each slap, and each laser wound they received he felt surge in sudden blasts.
"Feels horrible doesn't it. Feeling others pain surge through you like shocks" a voice sounded out from the darkness as the door opened, a small speck of light hit his face and he embraced the warmth letting it heat each inch of his blood. But the blood red eyes touched his face turning his blood cold as a finger etched out towards him and slowly slid down his face making him squirm away from the figure. Another scream sounded out from the darkness, the high pitch woman's voice hitting him like a brick and wounding him from within.
"Oh you recognise that scream don't you Obi Wan? Tell me, where is the lovely Satine right now?" the woman's eyes etched slowly across his face, the hate and pain pulsing from them hit him in waves.
"What have you done with her?" Obi Wan blurted out, pulling on the shackles the held him in place.
"She's safe, for now. Its you who should be worrying for your life not you worrying for her own" she grinned, letting her long red hair flick across his face giving him the slight scent of her shampoo cross his face.
He watched as she glided slowly from the darkened room, her black dress flowing round her and her shoulders relaxed.
"Who are you?" the question had slipped from his lips as she stopped suddenly and tensed slightly. He just watched her, his eyes never leaving her as she slowly turned to face him and walked towards him.
"I am your past, present and future," she said with a final answer. When she said the simple words past, present and future he watched as she transformed into his younger self, the padawan braid swinging as she walked, his present self, the blue-grey eyes puncturing his own heart as he looked at himself and finally the slower transformation. His hair became greyer, his skin more wrinkled and finally the white hair greeted him. The decaying robes and wrinkles shocked him; the usual lightsaber swung at the belt but the ghost like movements worried him, the pale complex, and the see-through like figure followed him.
The woman changed herself back to normal and stroked his beard, pulling a small strand of it out in her fingers.
"Darth Manizra. That is all you need to know," she whispered into his ear, her hair tickling his ear, her hot breath hitting his neck.
Another noise distracted him from the red haired woman as he turned round and saw a blonde woman flung into the room, her blonde hair strewn over her face and the ragged dress filthy and ripped. The woman lifted her head and he could see tears streaming down her face, the blotchy eyes red rimmed looking at Manizra.
"Hello my dear" Manizra said to the woman, who in turn spat at her feet and glared at her. Manizra grinned, bearing her teeth at the woman.
"…Satine?" Obi Wan asked curiously, his voice shockingly quiet.
"OBI WAN!" Satine cried out, scrambling to her feet and rushing over to him letting her hand rest on his chest.
"Satine are you all right?" Obi Wan asked her, still struggling against the bonds the still held him to the wall.
"I should be asking you the same question Obi"
Manizra watched silently at the lovers as Satine let her head rest on Obi Wan's chest and let his breaths fill her.
"How…nice. Two secret lovers that no one knows of" Obi Wan glared at Manizra, letting Satine continue resting on his chest and spat at her feet just as Satine had done.
Manizra strode over and pulled Satine roughly from his chest and flung her to the floor making her cry out in pain, she let her eyes rest into his own and grabbed his face roughly, squeezing it hard making him squint in pain. She let her nails dig into his skin, drawing some blood from his cheeks and letting it flow down his cheek. She heard him hiss in pain as she slowly slid her finger through the blood and wiped it across her lips.
"Sick person" Satine cried out from behind Manizra, who was still watching her assault Obi Wan continuously and begging for her to stop at the same time. Manizra spun round, slapped her across the face and grabbed her roughly by the arm, yanking her up. She pulled her to her own face and let Satine's icy blue eyes attempt to puncture her own eyes whilst watching her eyes weld with tears.
"There's going to be worse if your Obi doesn't cooperate." Manizra clicked her fingers and two droids emerged from the darkness and pulled Satine from her and took her out the room, her screams now becoming louder.
"What do you want?" the voice of Obi Wan quietly sounded from behind her, the cracks of his voice making her smile.
"Information"
"What information?"
Manizra turned her back to him and let him follow her with his eyes.
"Dooku wants some information from yourself. And I have to get it from you. You hold certain information from having a seat on the council and we being Dooku need it"
Manizra turned round and faced him, letting her red eyes flow deep into him.
"He needs the information about the most force sensitive younglings you hold in the temple"
Obi Wan's face turned into shock as she laughed at him, mocking his expression making him spit in her face, being careful to make sure it hit her cheek.
"I'll never tell you witch!" he shouted at her, pulling on the bounds that pulled on his arms and wrists.
"Of course you won't. That's why Dooku said to use any means necessary to make you talk"
Manizra snapped her fingers again and a droid walked out holding an electro whip, which it handed to her. She snatched it from the droid and flicked her hand to move it away and ignited it.
"Now are you going to talk?" she hissed at him.
"I'll never tell you anything," Obi Wan said again continuing to tug on the chains.
"I knew you would say that" Manizra grinned again and sliced the whip through the air and let it strike his chest. His cry of pain heated her heart, each pant he took every time she struck him with the whip she embraced it.
"You going to talk yet?" she asked smirking at his pain, the slash that littered his chest were bleeding and had left his robes ripped. Obi Wan shook his head, the sweat slowly dripping down his face, small patches of blood matted his beard as he continued to pant.
"Oh well. Bring in the Duchess," she said, snapping her fingers again and two droids walked in, gripping Satine by her arms and dumping her on the floor at her feet.
"Let's leave you two alone for the night and see if you change your decision Master Kenobi"
Manizra turned round and walked from the room, the two droids following. As soon as the door had closed they were in pitch black again and the only sound was Satine crying and Obi Wan's sharp breaths. Suddenly Obi Wan felt the grip from the shackles loosen and him fall to the floor. The wind slid through his hair as he hit the floor with a crash, his muscles ached as he tried to get up but found his legs uncooperative.
"OBI" Satine cried out as she ran to him and put her arm round his waist, her surprisingly strong grip pulling him of the ground.
"Satine are you sure your alright?" Obi Wan gaped out still shocked from the sudden fall.
"Trust you to ask about my safety before your own!" Satine laughed, her sweet voice warming Obi Wan's lungs making it easier to breath.
"What does she want with us?" Satine asked curiously, the emotion sounding from her voice making tears weld up in her eyes.
"This is the woman who attacked me a few days ago, she was sent by Dooku to capture me and get information on the order" he ignored her shocked face and continued to talk.
"He wants to know the most force sensitive younglings that we have at the temple. I refused to tell"
Satine stroked his beard lovingly, sat him on the floor again, pulled a handkerchief from her pocket and wiped his face of blood gently, listening to his hisses of pain.
"Maybe we could call for help." Satine said whilst still wiping his face of blood and the odd bit of dirt.
"Maybe, but this Manizra is strong in the force and I've apparently met her before" Obi Wan stroked his beard, apparently in deep thought and looked up to the ceiling.
"I could try contact Anakin through the force but it could be risky. If she sense it then I could be putting all three of us in danger"
Satine stood up and rested her hands on his shoulders whilst Obi Wan took his hand and placed it on her hand.
"Go for it Obi" Satine said softly, carefully pecking him on the cheek. Obi Wan smiled and positioned himself into meditation and there they waited.