Ezra woke up once again his body ached, the boy shivered sitting up off a cold metal surface, he looked around to see dark walls, a cell,

"Really?" Ezra grumbled, stumbling to his feet,

"I've gotten out of worse… but I help an officer and this is what I get" his eyes raced around the room there was no escape except for the door, the cell was made of a dark steel and a metal panel stuck out of the wall that was meant to be used as a bed.

"Ezra is still in their hands!" a Mandalorian in bright painted armour screamed, there were a few rebels around a holo-table, they all stared at her,

"And in due time we will get him but now we have more important matters to attend to"

"What is more important than saving a Jedi?"

"Planning an attack on an imperial base that is close to tracking down our location" a green Twi-lek piped up her arms crossed, she was wearing an old dusty pilot outfit.

"Hera how do you know that they haven't already transmitted the data they have to another location, then destroying this one is useless" a Lasat added.

"Kanan, you have to agree with us, right?" the Mandalorian asked looking to the Jedi in a green sweater with a metal shoulder pad.

"Look… Ezra's strong he probably-… wait…. I feel him reaching out in the force, it's weak but… h-he's…"

Ezra curled up lying on the cold metal floor, a stormtrooper kicking him, the boy spat up blood, his face was bruised,

"Stop this at once" The Male officer from before ordered.

"Yes sir" the trooper kicked Ezra's face, a loud crack echoing through the room before he backed away.

The Officer sat the boy up on his metal board the empire claims to be a bed.

"Sorry about that… I want to ask you a few questions"

"If I don't answer?" Ezra smirked before spitting up blood onto the officer's boot,

A droid hovered into the room with a metal tray that had multiple tools on it. A torture droid followed behind it.

"Then we will see if your body or spirit will break first"

"Once my friends-"

"… tsk, tsk, tsk, Ezra… they are not going to come, they left you behind when they attacked here, we are going to be impossible to track down now even if they tried to find you"

"They will come!... t-they have to"

"I will ask again… will you willingly tell us what we want?" the officer turned his back to Ezra, looking at the tools on the tray.

"I would rather die"

"So be it" the man picked up a small strange device that had a metal rod with a rubber handle and a wire connected to a battery pack, the tip of the rod was sharp and electricity flowed through the rod mostly concentrated at the tip. "We call this a shock-rod… usually it's used for maintenance but it can be used for this…"

The metal rod was pushed into Ezra's stomach not breaking the skin but the current of electricity burnt his clothes the boy screamed in pain. The officer pulled the shock-rod away from the boy.

"Tell me… where are you getting your information from! Who is the spy?!"

Ezra laughed his head leaning down towards the ground, the boy barely able to sit up. Blood dripped from Ezra's face cuts and bruises covering it, his nose broken and bleeding.

"Y-You are… going to regret-" the rod was pushed against his stomach in the same spot burning the skin more and starting to stab into his body slightly, he screamed his body shaking trying to avoid it, smoke rose from the wound electricity jolting through his body.

"Tell me or you will die!"

"You-" the screams cut off every word he tried to say, tears falling to the ground from the boy's face.

"Fine!" the officer pulled the rod away from the boy's body before placing the device on the tray, the droid handed him a pair of handcuffs a cloth sheet, and a tub of some liquid,

Ezra cried silently, the handcuffs were placed on his hands, before the boy was thrown to the ground, the stormtrooper holding him down, a cloth sheet was placed over his face before the officer grabbed the tub filled with water.

"How is it that we leave the kid on that ship then decide not to go back for him!" Zeb growled the whole Ghost crew raced across the small outpost on Lothal away from the heads of the rebellion towards their ship.

"Zeb, we need to stop this now, Ezra is probably just sitting in a cell waiting for us…" Hera comforted the group with that statement, Zeb frowned as he ran faster towards the ship.

"Hera, I feel like something is wrong with Ezra, the force it's warning me of something, I fear that he might be in trouble"

"Kanan focus on the mission at hand" Hera growled making everyone stop arguing

Ezra was sat up the cloth was gone and his handcuffs were removed his face was dripping with water, he coughed heavily, water and blood getting spat up.

"That isn't the end of this buddy… stay with us" the officer grabbed Ezra's chin, clenching his fist, his fist collided with Ezra's jaw, Ezra flew to the ground.

A group of naval officers and an admiral all stood at the bridge of a I-class star destroyer explosions appeared all over the body of the ship.

"Officer what is going on?!" the admiral questioned

"Sir it seems some X-wings and a Modified VCX-100 light freighter are attacking our capital ships"

"Don't let them reach the research station!" the admiral ordered pointing to an officer

A large squadron of Tie-fighters and Tie-interceptors flew towards the X-wing and VCX-100, a dogfight starting, yet the VCX-100 flew towards the bridge of the I-class star destroyer.

"SIR! You need to leave!" an officer shouted,

"No. Get them on the comms!"

"Rebels, I will give you a proposition… you're the Spectres, a part of the phoenix squadron, right?"

"We have no interest in talking this out!"

"Well, I only want to ask how important that rebel we collected was worth?"

"What are you saying?" the VCX-100 flew towards the bridge still only about 500 metres away from it.

"Well, you know forget that… you're here to stop us from figuring out your base location right? Well, that rebel was a spectre, wasn't he? He's hard to crack but we've gotten some information from him, and he seems to not handle the pain that electricity brings. It's rather fun watching him squirm"

"If he is dead then-"

"Of course not, a week ago, but now we may just see if he'd rather die than give you up… I mean, we were being rather sparing to him, but if he was to die, you would be the reason, I mean you should have heard him when you attacked the ship he was on, he screamed as you ran begged for you to help, the whole time you attacked he tried to get you to realise he was in there, but you didn't you? Yet still you left him" the Admiral chuckled,

"You're lying! We didn't leave him; I told the other spectres to-..."

"You told them to focus on the mission huh? To prioritise getting the data?"

"I-I…"

"Well, you're 60 metres away, so goodbye Spectres…" the admiral turned around to face an officer, "launch all missiles at the VXC-100" he turned back towards the window watching the Rebels, "Goodbye rebels, this is simply good business for me"

Hundreds of missiles all flew upwards towards the Ghost

"Ezra… Tell me where the base is!" the officer shouted to the boy who was lying on the floor,

"F-Fuck you" Ezra sputtered. The leather booted foot of the officer slammed into Ezra's jaw.

"I hope you stay conscious… just so you feel every bit of this"

The officer picked him up

"Wh-Who the fuck are you?"

"Officer Espinoza, but it doesn't matter, does it?"

"Well… F-Fuck you Espinoza, I just want to know who I am going to kill"

Espinoza grabbed the shock-rod again this time stabbing it into Ezra's shoulder. The screams of the boy echoed down hundreds of hallways.