Falling for the Order

The Deal

Your mind is getting ripped apart. Your arms and legs pull on the restraints as pain and torture overcome your body. You scream aloud at the excruciation of Kylo tearing your mind aside.

His leather gloved had hovers in front of your face. Pulling and prodding at the lengths of your head. Searching for any information on the map as well as just making you hurt for the fun of it.

He continuously takes breaks every now and then. Giving you time to catch your breath before torturing you all over again. With each break he gifts you, you become more limp and lifeless in the chair. But he just becomes more furious.

He dissects your brain like an experiment. Trying his very hardest to search your mind for the map. But you won't budge. You can't.

Kylo releases a growl before dropping his force bond on your mind altogether. The ache from your head disappearing immediately.

You heave a breath, gulping down every last particle of air in the room. Sweat breaks across your forehead and down the length of your back, your body practically on fire.

Kylo faces away from you. His shoulders rising and falling, out of breath from the energy it's taking him to find the information he seeks.

You watch through drowsy eyes as he lifts his hands to hook under his mask. Pulling the helmet off without struggle and throwing it on the ground with a loud bang.

Your chest rises and falls slowly, trying your hardest to calm your breathing. Kylo steadily turns around to look at you in the chair. His dark curls cling to the sides of his face. Sweat escaping him too.

He stands like that for a while. Just staring. Glaring the entirety of your body flaccid in the chair.

He takes a step toward you, closing the distance. His dark brown eyes bore into yours as he reaches to something along the metal of the chair. You hear a slight click before he turns to stand in front of an elevated control box to the left of the room.

You know exactly what he's going to do before he even does it. That is where the stormtroopers would stand, pushing buttons and pulling the leaver that controls the electric shock levels that would radiate through your body as they ask you questions about the map. Torturing answers out of you.

You shut your eyes for a moment, feeling a single tear trail down the side of your face. The tiredness of your body unbearable.

You open your eyes as much as you can and struggle to cast your gaze toward Kylo standing at the control box.

"Just kill me." You adjure, barely a whisper. Your throat sore and burning from screaming.

"Tempting." He looks at you. A smirk tugs at his lips. "But I'm not finished with you yet. You have something I want. Something I need."

"You will never find Master Skywalker." You say through gritted teeth. Another tear of tiredness escaping you as you blink your eyes.

Kylo place his hand on the leaver. "We'll see."

He pushes the leaver to the highest level. You engulf the electricity shocking every nerve and muscle that makes up your body. Your back arches at the torment, spasms and screams escaping you any chance they can.

Your eyes squeeze shut, your fists clenching, your toes curling. You feel Kylo's presence in front of you. As the electricity runs through your veins, he uses this advantage to invade your thoughts again.

He searches and scans, pulling memories of your mother and your loss for the force to make you more weak. He filters through everything you've ever seen. From the burning of your temple to your latest mission on Jakku.