TCW FebuWhump Prompts

Helpless Captive (Part One)

Day 3 prompt: Imprisonment
Warning: canon divergent; post-Zygerria arc                                

Ahsoka woke up to the sound of a ship taking off. As she blearily opened her eyes, she tried to make sense of her surroundings. She attempted to reach out through the force to find that it was....gone. She immediately looked up, groaning as the room spun in her dizziness. Her head was still as foggy as ever and she dimly remembered her master's lecture about different weapons that would be used on a force wielder to make them more vulnerable.

Her cage, opening with a dark wielder standing right behind her. Pain blooming at her montrals where the stranger knocked her out. A slight pinch in her neck before everything went dark.

She moved to sit up, the cuffs around her hands cutting into her wrists. It won't be long before she accidentally jostled it too much for it to start bleeding. Her neck was itchy too, a shock of some sort collar wrapped a little too tightly. She sat on her heels, the turquoise dress billowing around her feet. As she closed her eyes, she remembered what happened.

Flashback

Ahsoka is still sitting in the cage in a cross-legged position, wondering how the mission could have gone wrong. She sighed as she shifted, looking at the sky, the smell of burnt flesh making her nose scrunch. Her montrals picked up talking and she stilled, trying her best to listen to the conversation that was getting closer to her enclosure.

"You have Skywalker's pet?"

The voice sounded familiar. She reached out through the force to find a cold presence and she shuddered. Dooku. What is he going here?

"In here, my lord."

"Good. She will be used as bait to lure Skywalker and Kenobi. My master has instructed that she will be held in a prison off the charts. Keep her alive, but make sure she experiences our good hospitality."

She felt her cage lift and she immediately used the bars on the side to steady herself. Atai's face came into view.

"Such a shame you can't stay," he crooned, a finger tilting her chin up. She moved away, disgusted. "Maybe we'll meet again." He leaned in for a kiss and she growled loudly, her fangs elongating. He smiled, the fear hidden well in his eyes.

"No? I'll save the kiss for when you come back."

End flashback

She sighed, seeing that it was no use to try and break the cuffs holding her. She was tired anyways. Her head thunked on the ground as she fell into a dreamless sleep.

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She was brought back to her surroundings as a loud noise clanged outside her prison. Two droids came in, roughly hoisting her up by her arms and dragging her down a dark corridor. She screamed and shouted, fighting to keep their metal arms off, but it didn't budge one bit. One of the droids knocked her in the head, making her feel dizzy even when she just woke up. They arrived at a room and they unlocked her cuffs, tossing her on the ground like a rag doll, pain shooting up her leg. They shut the door, and the only light she could see was a small window that was above the stone slab in the corner of the room. She immediately climbed on it, trying to make sense of which planet she was on. As she looked out the small window, she realized in horror that it wasn't sky or light like she hoped for. It was a torture room, blood staining the walls and different needles set on a table, green-colored liquid filled in each one, glinting under the dim lights. There was no one there, but she couldn't even imagine what the previous victim had gone through.

She quivered as her body got used to the cold temperature, the skimpy dress providing no use against the chilliness. She wrapped herself in her arms to keep warm. It wasn't cold, but she didn't know how long she was going to stay there and how she was going to get out. She ripped the intricate headdress off of her head, feeling the grooves it made in her head and massaging her montrals from the heavy metal. She missed her akul headdress, but not everyone could have their luxuries with them at all times. She set it on the floor, seeing that it wouldn't be much use for her. She tried to test the force again to find the same result as before. She planned escapes in her head, always finding a flaw in each scheme. But she still held hope. In the passing days, she had tried to study the cuffs around her neck, using the window's reflection to try and make sense of the device. In her mental clock, it's been about two days, and she knew the clones and Anakin were trying their best to find her. Although she hated feeling helpless, she didn't want to be stuck here for the rest of what's probably going to be her short li- 

"Enjoying yourself?"

Ahsoka immediately sat up at the quiet entrance of Dooku. How could she not have sensed him? Why can't she feel the force at all anyway? 

"You!" She snarled, her teeth bared. She grabbed her headdress, seeing that it can somehow be used as a weapon, throwing it as hard as she could at his face. It was a weak move; he caught it in the air with the force just inches before his face. He didn't anticipate the hanging jewel however as it hit his eye, distracting him.

Ahsoka took her chance, knowing she'd probably never get another one. She darted around him, running out of the prison just before she felt electricity rip through her body, her veins burning painfully from the sensation. Her hands reached up, trying to pry the source of agony off stopping just a few feet away from the exit. It was too much; she couldn't bring her legs to move, her nerves feeling fried.

"Such insolence. Do you want even worst conditions than you have now?"

She squirmed, giving no answer as she was continuously electrocuted. He reached down and grabbed her arm roughly, bringing her to the room she had a look in, where the whisper of blood and death waited. She had information that could help the Separatists win the war, and when she tells him what it is, he would give her back to Skywalker and Kenobi...only her head anyway.

I'm going to continue this on day 21, so you'll have to wait and see what happens :)