Archie Ilaiah's Star Wars Quests: Book I: Vengeful Entity

Chapter 2: The Start

~The Start~

Archie's eyes locked on the syringe in the Razer's hand. He tried to speak, but he couldn't. His mouth was sore. The alley felt cold. It was dark and scary. He'd never seen this part of the underworld before. Dead neon lights. The smell of abandoned joints. He needed light other than the moon's.

"Don't." He whispered. He turned his neck and cried out in pain. It was sore. What he didn't notice was that it was bruised. Though the hickies from Razer—which he didn't know about—yet—didn't hurt, he was still marked. In another hand, the Zabrak held a strange thing. It clearly wasn't ready to be put in, but it looked sharp. Razer stuffed it in his jacket pocket.

"Don't." He begged. "Please don't hurt me."

He didn't like needles. Being in this situation made it way worse. He didn't know what was in the syringe, but it was a strange, green, frothy fluid. It looked toxic, disgusting, dizzying. Archie could barely move. His restraints were attached to a wall and they were tight.

"What is that?" His breathing got faster and shorter as Razer got closer and closer. "What is that? Tell me! What the frack is that thing?!"

It hurt to yell. He couldn't help but want to cry, but he felt he needed to hold it in. His sleeve was slowly rolled up. Razer smiled at him, trying to sigh seductively.

"Relax, Ilaiah." He said soothingly, wickedly. "It's just a reliever."

"Get away!" Archie shouted. Too loud, Razer thought. Just how I like 'em. He quickly stuffed something into Archie's mouth. The Jedi screamed into the black cloth. The restraints seemed to tighten on his wrists. He looked at a control in Razer's hands. The Sith apprentice laughed. Archie groaned, breathing heavily. The restraints seemed to soften a little bit. Suddenly, there was a shock. The Jedi couldn't do anything but scream some more. The tears seemed to sting as they traveled down his face. Razer watched in awe as the restraints stopped shocking Archie, though the latter still cried as he looked down at Razer as the last blue strings of shock power crawled over him.

The gag dropped from Archie's mouth. The Zabrak was about to put a blindfold over his eyes, but stopped. "Oh yeah...you can still use the Force to see."

Razer's hands inappropriately caressed Archie from below his waist and up to his face. Archie violently bit Razer's hand, making the Zabrak curse and slap Archie's face with his unwounded hand. Blood dripped from Archie's mouth. He was angry, but only because he was scared. No one was allowed to touch him like that. Not after what he'd gone through when he was younger. Sometimes he even turned down Pako when it felt like too much.

"How dare you interfere with the war." The Jedi spat, spots of blood flying from his mouth.

"Oh, please." Razer chuckled as a small droid came by to stitch his hand. He couldn't feel the pain at all. "War is old men talking and young men dying. Don't think otherwise. This whole Clone War is worthless. Everyone was almost revealed to be a true tool of Palpatine's until your little Chosen One killed him. That old worm doesn't matter anymore. Soon, we'll rule the galaxy."

"Who?"

"Well, with your help...me, my sister, and...my brother."

Archie was about to ask one more question, but Razer squeezed his chin. He shook the syringe in his other hand. "Now, don't fight back. My brother told me after an experiment that it hurts a lot more if you do."

"Don't, Razer." Archie cried. "Don't do this to me. Please. I'll do whatever you want."

"Too late for your lies and apologies." He shoved the syringe into his arm. First, he felt only a tingle in his arm.