❐❝mad Love ❙ ❨anakin Skywalker/Darth Vader❩

chapter two

Silas squeezed her hand, urging her on. Freya squeezed Silas's hand, feeling her heart beating rapidly.

They crossed the dark room, the energy was heavy and Freya felt like she was drowning. They stopped and Silas knelt, looking at her.

"Freya" he whispered taking her hand.

Freya then reacted and knelt down.

"I hope that when they are released they don't forget where their loyalty belongs"

"Of course not, sir" Silas replied and immediately stroked Freya's hand feeling it tremble.

"Rise Up Children"

Silas did so and discreetly helped Freya, she knew how scared she was to go back there.

"Training Waits"

"Sir, I don't think it's necessary, we've kept fit, we haven't forgotten our old training"

"It's not the old training, Count Doku has prepared a better training for you two"

Freya began to feel her breath stop in her lungs, she felt a drop of sweat on her forehead.

"Is it about the dark room?" she asks shakily.

"Oh no, little one. The dark room is not for you anymore"

Freya couldn't be relieved about that, if it wasn't the dark room then it was worse.

Darth Sidous moved and showed the huge door, there was a red light that could be seen through the gaps. Silas and Freya clung to his grip as Darth Sidous opened the door.

"Welcome to your new home" Darth Sidous flung them into the room, closing the door.

Freya ran trying to prevent him from leaving them there, desperately punching and clawing. She glanced over her shoulder at Silas, already looking resigned.

It wasn't the first time they had been locked in a room, robbed of all light or hope. They thought they must be used to it by now.

Anakin walked over to where the robbers from the queen's castle were. He expected her to be Freya but upon arrival he realized she wasn't.

"Freya won't steal for a while" one of the thieves told him as Anakin escorted him to the prison.

"What are you talking about?"

"Padawan maybe you should start asking all the gods you know to see your thief again" the thief said with a mocking tone.

"Carter" the other thief told him by way of warning, "enough"

Anakin handed them over to the prison guards and returned to the Jedi temple, heading straight for the library.

"Where can I find records about the Agron family?" I ask the librarian.

The old woman was startled by the last name, shook her head.

"The records about the Agron family were destroyed young padawan"

"Destroyed? Why?" He questioned confused.

The old woman looked around her making sure no one around her could hear her. She moved a little closer to Anakin so she could hear her through her whisper.

"It was after Master Kiran Agron broke the Jedi codes. I only know that the Agron family line ended with her daughter."

"Freya"

The old woman nodded and then moved away from her to continue her work.

Anakin then realized that maybe Freya wasn't just an orphaned thief. It was something else.