Captured By Darth Vader

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The day after my first meal in a long time, wasn't any different from the others. When I woke up, Darth Vader was already standing in front of me. The sound of my cell door opening had surprisingly not woken me up this morning.

Two weeks had passed since I called Willy. The Jedi had time enough to evacuate. It was time to reveal their location. I couldn't wait any longer, I had a feeling they would execute me soon if I continue being unuseful.

I stood up from the mattress, I had to make this interrogation as natural as possible, or else he will have doubts and won't believe me.

"Good morning, Lillian. How did you sleep?" He asked sarcastically. I gave no answer, as I would usually do, but the truth was I slept pretty good.

"Alright, then let's get to the point." He continued after some seconds of silence, in which I was looking at his helmet, right where his eyes were located. I wanted him to feel uncomfortable, focusing on his black helmet.

"Where are the Jedi located, Lillian, we know you know where they are, so why don't you just tell us." He suggested.

"You know the consequences." He continued. He was already starting to threaten me, damn, his patience was short.

"I am not going to tell you! I will not betray my order!" I shouted at him. Furthermore, I came a step closer to him, I was pretty close to him, only a few centimetres away from the devil.

"Take off that stupid helmet, or are you afraid I'll punch you in the face?!" I added, I didn't know what got into me, I wasn't doing myself a favour with that sentence. At the moment it came out of my mouth I regretted it, but now it was too late, I continued staring at him with a fierce look on my face.

He raised his hands and took off his helmet. I was impressed he actually did it. He tucked his helmet under his right arm.

"That's not how you speak to your owner, Lillian." He said cockily.

I looked shocked, he didn't seem affected at all from what I just said, he rather seemed amused. Was I amusing him? God, I wanted to punch that stupid pretty face he had.

A crooked grin formed on his lips as he said:

"I am waiting for my punch, Lillian."

What?! He wasn't actually expecting me to punch him. It was probably a trap. The moment my fist would touch his face, five Stormtroopers would march in here and torture me to death. It cost a lot of effort, but I resisted and took a step back.

"Thought so, you wouldn't dare punching me." He said chuckling.

This really made my blood boil, I ran over back to him while my hand formed a fist and I found myself raising my right arm that went right for his face, but something stopped my fist on its way.

I looked at my hand and saw his hand covering my fist.

Shit, what had I done, this was not good. I looked back and forth from his hand and his face. His expression was calm, as if he was used to this.

He let down my fist and looked at me.

"Dumb little Lillian, did you really think I would let you punch me?" He said.

I should have known he would do something like that, he was still a lot stronger and experienced than me.

"Well, let's act like this has never happened, shall we? Let me ask you once again, where are the Jedi located?"

He was just going to forget about it? I couldn't believe it, I thought he would at least punch me back.

"I am still not going to tell you, Darth Vader!" I shouted.

Suddenly I felt him choking me, taking my breath away. After a few seconds, covering my neck with my hands trying to make it stop I fell on my mattress exhausted still trying to inhale some oxygen. Useless, only he could make it stop.

"I've lost my patience, Lillian!" He raised his voice.

"C...Coruscant." I said with the last bit of air I had in my lungs. He stopped chocking me once I said it and left the room in a rush.

I had finally told him. After gaining back my strength, I sat down on my mattress. Contemplating the walls that hadn't changed since I came here. They were still plain white, not one spot of dirt on them. The floor on the other hand was filthy, dust and blood everywhere, it looked disgusting.

My only question was, what was going to happen to me? Will they keep me alive until they find out it was a lie, or will they kill me before they do? The only thing I knew for sure, was that I wouldn't get out of here alive. Willy and Obi-Wan wouldn't arrive on time, Jakku is too far away from here.

Will Darth Vader kill me? He was the only person I am constantly arguing with, he will surely enjoy killing me. Will he? He could've killed me already or sold me to Jabba, but he didn't, what was he waiting for? He didn't want me to freeze or starve. Why? Because of the information, or because I actually meant something to him?

Nonsense, what was I thinking, he tortured me, choked me, beat me black and blue. The only thing he wanted was the information, nothing else.