For a few seconds, Obi-Wan's face shifted. It looked as if the shadow of fear and dread had begun to settle upon it.

However, he collected himself rather quickly. "I will look forward to hearing from him," he replied primly.

Reva stared at him for a moment, sizing him up. Then, suddenly she began to stride towards him rapidly. In one fluid motion, she removed her lightsaber from its ring and ignited it, the red blade buzzing to life violently as she swung it hard towards Obi-Wan's head. Leia screamed, but Obi-Wan simply turned his cheek to the side, accepting the blow. He only winced slightly when the saber made contact with the wall next to his head, causing it to crack and crumble right above his face. Reva kept the lightsaber in place, thrumming with a menacing aura. It was abundantly clear to Obi-Wan that if she moved even slightly, she could easily cut off his ear. Or worse.

"Do not look down on me, Obi-Wan," Reva snarled. "I am not to be trifled with."

Obi-Wan slowly turned to face her again, pretending not to care about the blazing red lightsaber that was inches away from his head. "Of course," he replied again in the same calm tone, although his breathing was slightly shakier now. Next to him, Leia clapped her hands over her mouth and shook. "You have my utmost attention."

Reva's eyes narrowed.

Before Obi-Wan could react, she reached towards his face with a gloved hand and grabbed him by the collar, yanking him roughly. Obi-Wan lurched forward and splayed out his shackled hands, trying to steady himself, but Reva elbowed him hard on the back of his head and he cried out slightly as he landed facefirst on the ground. He only had a few seconds before he felt a sharp kick to the middle of the back and heard Leia scream again. Before he knew it, he was kneeling, face pressed to the ground.

The humming sound of Reva's lightsaber got louder as she dragged it on the ground, melting the concrete floor as she got closer and closer to his face, until he could feel it right next to his neck. He heard a sob and almost turned towards Leia, but something roughly grabbed him by the face and forced him to look forwards instead. A growing pressure against his throat served as his first warning.

"I think we should lay down some ground rules," Reva murmured, her voice eerily quiet, the only other sound in the room coming from her lightsaber. Obi-Wan thought he heard Leia whimper quietly.

"Do not look away from me when I speak to you," Reva snarled, and the Force constricting his throat began to press harder, squeezing his windpipe. He wanted to close his eyes, but he knew he had to resist the temptation, so he nodded slowly and kept both of them open.

The pressure did not go away.

"You are my mark, Obi-Wan. My hostage." Reva began to walk closer towards him, each one of her steps ominous and full of intent. Obi-Wan flinched as she knelt down and leaned in towards his left ear. "I may work for Vader, but until I hand you over to him, you're gonna have to deal with me."

Obi-Wan just kept his eyes focused on the ground. Reva stood up again and began to pace around. He dared to sneak a glance at Leia. She had backed up against the wall as far as possible and had curled into herself. She looked as if she wanted to cry. Obi-Wan tried to use the Force to assure her he was fine, but suddenly he was grabbed by his collar again and found himself being thrown again. His shoulder made contact with the wall a little too fast and he groaned, feeling the bone pop.

Leia screamed. Obi-Wan folded over on himself, panting heavily. The pain was too overwhelming for him to breathe. It was several minutes before he could straighten up again and face her. Tears were starting to fall down both of Leia's cheeks.

"What's wrong, Obi-Wan?" Reva taunted. "Weren't you supposed to be the greatest Jedi Master of your generation? What happened to you?"

He forgot himself and turned away from her.

Snarling, she marched over and stomped her boot loudly on his foot, causing him to cry out.

"I told you not to look away!"

He could hear sobbing from next to him.

Leia, no...don't cry, please, don't cry...

Reva ignited her lightsaber again and grabbed him roughly, handling him as if he was nothing more than a droid. Leia's sobs started to get louder and louder as he watched her, both eyes glowering with fury, raising the saber higher and higher into the air until she finally swung it and struck him in the shoulder.

Leia screamed as if she could also feel the hit through the Force, and Obi-Wan squeezed his eyes shut, willing himself to not cry.

But he was no longer General Kenobi. He was weak, and fragile, and although the wound cauterized immediately, he knew without looking at it that it was not good. When Reva let go of him, he fell forwards like a puppet whose strings had been cut, groaning.

"Leave him alone!" Leia yelled.

Ignoring her, Reva kicked him in the ribs. Obi-Wan yelped loudly.

"BEN!" Leia screamed.

Each time he tried to sit back up, another kick hit him in between the ribs, in the small of his back, some even grazing his cheek. Obi-Wan flailed helplessly, unable to stabilize himself with his shackled hands and still restricted by the chain tethering him to the wall. Leia's screams and sobs all began to blur together in his ears, as he withstood blow after blow from Reva.

"Ben...Ben!" Leia cried out helplessly, shuddering and shaking with every hit he endured.

Obi-Wan panted frantically, trying his best not to cry out, although he could not help himself. He forced himself not to look at Leia and kept his eyes on the ground.

"You're no Master," Reva sneered. "You're a conman, just like that pathetic impostor Jedi on Daiyu! None of your cheap parlor tricks can save you now. Not from me!"

She punctuated her last words with a sharp slap. Obi-Wan squeezed his eyes shut, hoping to not let any tears fall. Leia wailed, tears falling freely from her face now.

Reva did not let up. She continued her manic frenzy, coming at him from every direction, not giving him a single moment of peace. Leia covered both of her eyes and broke down into incoherent sobs. Obi-Wan wished deeply that he could cover her eyes for her.

"Ben, stop her!"

Having grown tired of kicking, Reva hauled him back up by the scruff of his neck and ignited her lightsaber as the hilt was inches from his throat. It sprung back to life and he gasped shakily. Reva tightened her grip on the back of his head, forcing him to painfully crane his neck upwards and closer to the blade of her lightsaber.

"Ben, please, fight back! Stop letting her do this to you-"

Obi-Wan turned his face an inch to look at her and Reva growled angrily, forcefully turning his head back and causing him to yelp as she nearly yanked his hair out of its scalp.

"Did I not make myself clear? You're not allowed to look away from me, Obi-Wan."

How quaint. I am getting some deja vu.

Leia gasped and began to hyperventilate as Reva drew the blade closer and closer to his throat, threatening to cut it. Then, at the last moment, the comlink on her wrist vibrated. Obi-Wan grunted in surprise, and Reva narrowed her eyes, annoyed.

"Third Sister. Lord Vader is awaiting your next report on the rogue Jedi," a voice declared.

Snarling, Reva let go of Obi-Wan and straightened back up, turning off her lightsaber. Obi-Wan exhaled and immediately slumped forward, too weak to support himself with his injured shoulder. Leia also breathed out a sigh of relief. Reva turned her back to them and pressed a button on her comlink.

"Greetings, Lord Vader," she spoke, her tone suddenly more professional and monotone. "I am speaking to you from the dungeon in which I am keeping the rogue Jedi and the same girl that he abducted."

Leia and Obi-Wan both turned towards each other, shocked.

So, they're smearing my reputation by spinning it so I was the one who unlawfully seized Leia, Obi-Wan thought drily. Smart move.

She really thinks people would believe that Ben is capable of kidnapping me? Leia thought, miffed. The other way around, maybe...

At first, there was no response. Just static. Then, finally, the person on the other end of the call responded. The sound of his voice made chills run down Obi-Wan's back.

"Show them to me."

Reva obliged, turning around so her comlink camera could capture both Obi-Wan and Leia's faces. In front of her, a hologram of the most menacing figure that Obi-Wan had ever seen stared at him. Six feet tall, wearing black from head to toe, and with his face obscured by a steely black helmet that gleamed cruelly without betraying any weaknesses...

Anakin, Obi-Wan thought shakily. Then, he squeezed his eyes shut. No, not Anakin...

Vader.

"I see no Jedi," Vader sneered. "Where is the man you speak of?"

"Right in front of you, my Lord." Reva paused. "Actually, let me bring you closer so you can see him."

Taking her comlink off, she used the Force to keep it floating in place, then marched over to Obi-Wan and grabbed him again.

It wouldn't kill her to ask me politely if I might be inclined to move myself, would it? He thought to himself with mild irritation as she began to drag him towards it. Obi-Wan kept his mouth shut as she grabbed him by the back of his neck and forced his face right up to the comlink camera. He found himself kneeling down in front of the holographic projection of Vader.

"Ah," Vader said. "It is indeed him."

Obi-Wan exhaled slowly. Behind him, he felt Reva smirk.

"Congratulations, Third Sister. The position of Grand Inquisitor is yours. Please make haste and report to the Fortress as soon as possible."

Reva bowed, but deep down, Obi-Wan could sense her emotions seeping from her being like water from a sieve. She's just like a padawan riding the high of her first victory, Obi-Wan thought to himself. Over-eager and full of herself. "Thank you, my lord. You are most generous."

Obi-Wan began to contemplate the moral ethics of wishing for someone to get force choked during their first day on the job. He decided it was probably not very Jedi-like.

"Wait."

Reva froze. Obi-Wan blinked, and tried to peer behind him to see what was going on. He was not much successful, however, because of how tightly she was gripping his hair.

"What is that behind you?" Vader asked, crooking his finger at some unseen point behind Reva.

Reva turned to look over her shoulder, then bowed her head again. "It is the child of Bail Organa," she replied. "Forgive me, my Lord, but I had to resort to my own methods in order to ensure that Kenobi could be apprehended. I assure you, she will not interfere with my mission," she sneered. "I am happy to dispose of her at the earliest convenience to ensure she does not become a distraction."

No, Obi-Wan thought, panicked. She can't. She can't kill Leia, she wouldn't do that, I have to-

"No."

Both Obi-Wan and Reva froze.

"Do not kill her."

Obi-Wan's breathing stilled. Reva frowned, and her grip on Obi-Wan's hair subconsciously loosened.

"Bring her to me," Vader breathed, the sound horrible and artificialized. If he had not known it was Anakin, he would have had a hard time recognizing it. It sounded like an entirely different person was speaking. "I want to take a look at her."

A million thoughts coursed through Obi-Wan's mind. Did he know? Had he somehow figured out? No, it can't be. The only ones who know are me, Beru, Owen, and Bail. There's no way he could've known. Unless...unless she told him herself. He turned to look at Reva, who looked equally as shocked and lost. But I don't think she knows either...

Obi-Wan forced one of his shackled hands to extend a small amount of the Force towards Leia. He could sense her energy, panicked and afraid. He tried to send her as much reassuring energy as he could, but it was likely in vain. The tall projection of Vader towered over the small girl. She breathed rapidly, holding her arms to herself as if in an attempt to slow her beating heart, but she had no more control over her emotions than she did over her entire situation. Vader, on his part, made no effort to diminish the intimidating effect of his presence. He continued to watch her from behind his helmet, entirely unreadable to everyone around them.

Reva was the first to break the silence. "Are...are you sure, my Lord?" she asked, swallowing as if her throat had gone dry. "I can dispose of the girl myself...it will be no issue..."

"Stop talking."

Reva immediately flinched and straightened her posture, like an apprentice who was afraid of their master. Even though Vader was lightyears away and could not use the Force to do anything to do to her.

"Bring her with you. I want both of them."

Reva inhaled shakily, as if she, too, was starting to panic. But why would she be concerned? Obi-Wan thought to himself, puzzled. Bringing Leia with her can only benefit her.

"But...my lord, there's no point in bringing her," Reva protested. "She has no use, political or otherwise. She is nothing more than a common, spoiled Alderaanian brat," she spat. "You can find hundreds, thousands of others like her."

"Third Sister," Vader said menacingly. "When I command you to do something, I expect you to obey me. Bring her to me."

"But-"

"Third Sister, why do you keep interrupting me?"

Reva closed her mouth.

"I am very interested in this child," Darth Vader continued. "Why would Senator Organa put so many resources into trying to recover a mere human child when he could simply adopt another? Is he attempting to conceal another Force User from us?"

Leia shuddered and covered her face in her hands.

"My Lord, she is merely an orphan, likely from some rundown gutter. She is most ordinary...no, below average. This child is too stupid to possess any connection to the Force," Reva sneered, making eye contact with Leia.

"True. However... I have a feeling she may be hiding more than we expect."

Reva breathed. Obi-Wan did as well, however he hoped no one had noticed.

Vader turned to look at Leia again.

"She's trying to ignore the conversation. Make her look at me."

Obi-Wan's eyes widened and he looked over his shoulder at Reva, who froze for a second then huffed, letting go of him and kicking him aside like a rag doll. He fell and landed on his injured shoulder, unable to move and staring up at the ceiling. She marched over to Leia and leaned menacing over her.

"Lord Vader is speaking to you," she growled. "Open your eyes and pay attention!"

Leia squeezed her eyes shut and turned her face away instinctively

"I said PAY ATTENTION!" Reva yelled and slapped her.

Leia yelped, opening her eyes, and Reva grabbed her face with both hands. She turned her so she was facing the holoprojection.

Leia made eye contact with the hologram of Darth Vader and gulped.

Darth Vader breathed as he stared at her. The sound was still incredibly unsettling and uncomfortable. From his spot on the ground, Obi-Wan wished he had the strength to haul himself up and reach for Leia's hand to comfort her.

"Regardless of whether she is Force-Sensitive or not...I want to see her."

Reva inhaled sharply.

"I want to know, who is this common spawn for whom both Senator Organa and Kenobi were ready to risk everything? Who is this child who, while doing absolutely nothing, has somehow managed to bring a man who has been dead for more than ten years out of hiding? What about her is so special that an uncaring man like Kenobi decided to save her?"

Vader leaned in closer, feeling less and less like a holoprojection, as if he could walk right into the room and pluck every horrified thought in Obi-Wan's mind from his mouth.

"Who is this child, for whose sake Obi-Wan Kenobi decided to cross the entire Galaxy...when he would not even lift one finger to save his own Apprentice?"

Obi-Wan froze.

He could feel the air being slowly squeezed from his throat, molecule by molecule. It did not matter that Reva was not even looking at him, or that Vader was lightyears and lightyears away on some planet in a completely different part of the galaxy.

He would never be far enough.

Behind him, he felt Leia creep slowly towards him, and the ghost of a small hand hesitantly touching his shoulder. He closed his eyes and tried to slow down his breathing. As he did so, he felt her gently lift him until between the two of them, they managed to get him to sit upright.

"Bring her to me. That is my final order," Vader finished.

Reva sunk down onto one knee and bowed her head, hiding the extremely displeased expression on her face.

"I will, my Lord," she grunted. "Your wish is my command."

"That is my command," Vader replied. "Fulfill it."

Reva nodded, and the broadcast ended.

As the holoprojection cut out, Reva stood up and turned to glare at Obi-Wan and Leia. Leia immediately hid her face in Obi-Wan's chest.

"Well, I hope you are pleased with yourselves," she snarled. "You have created more work for me."

Obi-Wan reached out with his shackled hand and patted Leia, trying to comfort her. "We will cooperate."

"Oh, will you now?" Reva crooned mockingly. "You had better," she growled, waving her lightsaber menacingly. "I will make preparations for our journey to Mustafar. When I come back, you had better still be in the same place I left you."

Obi-Wan's eyes widened. "Mustafar...?" he whispered hoarsely.

"Yes," Reva replied. "The base of all our operations. But don't go telling anyone else, or I might have to slit that throat of yours. For real this time," she snarled.

Turning around, she began to bark orders into her comlink. Obi-Wan finally let out a quiet groan, and Leia gently patted his injured shoulder. They watched as Reva grew increasingly annoyed with her underlings and stomped out of the cell, finally leaving them alone.

Obi-Wan sighed and slumped against the wall. Leia leaned against him, clinging onto his arm.

"This is all turning out...the opposite of what I'd hoped," he murmured.

"At least we'll be together," Leia said.

Suddenly, a strange sound caught them off guard. Obi-Wan immediately straightened up, looking around suspiciously. Leia squealed fearfully and hid her face in his chest. Obi-Wan scanned the area around them quickly, preparing to fight in case Reva came back to inflict more torture.

He could not see anyone standing next to them, and there was no other way of entering the cell. Except...

Obi-Wan and Leia looked up and stared at the vent above their heads.

A pair of blue eyes stared back at them.

For a few moments, all they did was look at each other. Then, slowly, their new companion raised her finger to her lips.

"Shhh," she whispered.