Earthlings 2: The Dark Age

5

Everything hurt. That was the thought in Kendall's mind at the moment as she was sitting inside a dark cell after her hour long torture session, dazed and disoriented from whatever was injected into her.

The entire fortress radiated darkness, from what she vaguely got through her blurred senses as she tried to meditate away her pain. How many Jedi had cracked and died in this hell? How many were corrupted and turned into the very thing they had sworn never to become? Flashes of the victims' faces came to her now... Masters Kcaj and Sinube... the Padawan Trilla... the younglings Reva and Faris... how many others? Surely Eli wasn't among the victims...? Or Depa's padawan, Caleb...? Kendall hoped not.

How long before she joined them? How long before she too either died a slow and painful death, or succumbed to the dark side? Her days were numbered as long as she remained in this prison, and Kendall was well aware of that.

But when the darkness finally overcame her... what would become of Cid? Or Bolo, or Ketch, or Clone Force 99? What of Noble? The Inquisitor called First Sister had mentioned her... were the inquisitors after her too? Or would Kendall be the one to hunt her?

She sensed 4 new presences... and they weren't prisoners. Nor were they inquisitors... hell, most of them weren't even force sensitive. Could they be...?

A commotion was heard outside, and Kendall craned her neck to see the source. It can't be... Clone Force 99?!

It definitely was, or at least 2 of them. Tech immediately got to work on the doors while Noble took out the guards. About 5 seconds later, they were inside.

"Glad you're alive, General," Noble said, giving her a small salute.

Kendall raised a brow. "Now who told you who I was?"

"Cid explicitly told us you were a Jedi," Tech said matter of factly.

"Oh." Kendall rose before walking to the entrance. "Well, if you thought I would make the escape easier, there's one problem- I don't have my lightsaber."

"Not to worry," Tech replied. "We don't expect prisoners to be armed."

Kendall smiled wryly. "Of course not. Let's get out of here."

--

Flash watched Wrecker take a nuna leg out of the pantry before taking a bite, then taking another one out and offering it to Flash. "Want one?"

Flash shook his head. "Nah, I'm not hungry. Give it to the pup."

Wrecker then proceeded to toss the nuna leg to the wolf, who immediately pounced on it. He then picked up Gonky and began to work out.

"Say... is Noble ever gonna name that thing?" Wrecker remarked, eyeing the little wolf. "I have some suggestions."

"Like what, Fluffy?" Flash asked, leaning against the wall. "Maybe even Lil' Noble."

Wrecker chortled. "That's a good one."

"Imagine the confusion if it's Lil' Noble," Flash joked. "Noble... Lil' Noble... they'll both respond at the same time."

"Not... Lil' Noble," The wolf suddenly piped up, grabbing their attention. "DUME."

Wrecker gasped dramatically. "It can talk-?!"

"Of course it can, it's a loth wolf, " Flash replied, recalling his encounter with a talking loth wolf during the relief mission to Lothal during the war. "And apparently... it named itself."

"Wow..." Wrecker murmured in awe. Flash scoffed at the idiotic manner of the big guy before watching Dume finish his nuna leg.

"So, anyway." Flash picked up the bone after the wolf. "You have any clue on who Candy is?"