Hey guys! I have bad news. This chapter has some stuff that I would only suggest for 12 and up and certain mature 11 year olds. There is pain. Like really bad pain that this chapter wouldn't be complete if I hadn't discribed it. So sorry if it's not really approved for you. Anyways here is chapter 12:

Olivia

There's good news and bad news, which do you want to hear first? Oh well, I'm telling you the good news first. The good news is that it wasn't the destruction of Alderaan. The bad, horrible, awful news is it was the torturing of Leia and I instead. And if I do say so myself, it hurt.

The guards lead us down hallway after hallway, down staircase after staircase until I was sure we were on the very last level of the Death Star.

The first think I saw when I entered the room was a giant machine with needles and table with chains on it. I felt my heartbeat pick-up pretty fast and I considered yelling it out right then. Leia seemed to read my mind and shot me a look that clearly said 'keep your mouth shut'.

"Come with us." A tall man in a lab coat demanded. My mind was too busy freaking out to realize what they wanted until Vader tightly gripped my shoulder and shoved me towards the man. Another man pulled Leia over and they lead us away from Vader. "I am Dr. R'gert and I would give up the information now, if I were you."

"Well you aren't, which is why you won't be getting the information." Leia said as she tried to shake out of the man's tight grip.

Dr. R'gert frowned deeply before turning his back on his and continuing down the hallway. "Trax, follow me with the prisoners." He demanded. The man who was Trax stepped out of a side room and took Leia and I from the other man. We were dragged down the hallway into a side room. In the room was the scariest machine-thing I had ever seen.

It looked just like the other machine I'd seen in the other room. Except this one had not just needles, but also a saw, a knife blade, a thing that looked like a flat iron and many, many more evil looking devices.

"Now, I do believe that Miss Leia here will be going first." He was grinning like he was crazy (which he might have been) as he grabbed Leia and strapped her into the chair.

"Do not tell them Olivia! Remember our promise, do not tell them!" She shouted as he tightened the straps. Didn't remember any promise, but I wouldn't speak. Leia was counting on me.

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"Alright you little brat since your sister won't spill, it's her turn. Maybe you'll be smart enough not to keep secrets." Doctor R'gert said as he shoved Leia at Trax and began to strap me in.

"Please, don't, she's only 13!" Leia begged and for the first time that day I saw fear in her eyes. Not when she was being tortured, but when I was being threatened.

"Remember our promise." I said, hoping that the promise was something like: don't speak no matter how loud I scream. Because I'm pretty sure I'm going to be screaming very loudly.

She just looked at me for a minute before slowly nodding. Dr. R'gert tightened the straps again and walked over to the control panel. He began pressing buttons and I realized that there was worst pain than a paper cut.

The first set of needles came down on my left leg and I almost screamed. I felt something seep into my leg and it slowly numbed, before feeling like it was on fire. The second set came down on my right leg and rendered the same results.

"Hmm, you're doing surprisingly good so far. Time to knock it up some." He took one glance at me and turned back to his panel.

The iron turned red and came down on my wrist. I couldn't help it, I screamed. It stayed there for a full pain-filled 5 minutes before moving to my other wrist. I screamed that time too.

The knife slowly entered my upper left arm which caused more screaming. It was then I realized Leia was also screaming. But she wasn't screaming because they were hurting her; she was screaming for them to stop, because I was hurting. She was struggling and twisting, trying to escape Trax's grip. The pain I saw in her eyes made me start to think, was this really my world? The pain meant she cared, and if she cared she must know me and if she knew then this must be my world.

But I wasn't from this world, this galaxy. Was I?

So did you guys like it? Sorry if it wasn't as gory as you esspeced, guess I'm just paranoid. Anyways sorry for being late and that this chapter was short. And for those of you who are getting bored and think that the story is going to be the same; it isn't. Trust me. It will change and they will have their own adventures. Now it's time for… The Review Responses!

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