(Y/n) and the Bad Batch

Kaller Continued Part 6

(TW: torture)

While the rest of the bad batch were being lead away, I was taken to a separate area to be tortured.

"Right," Tarkin positioned me in a chair.

He hooked up some machinery to the chair; most likely for electricity.

"Let's start with question one," Tarkin began.

He pressed a button on his console, and I felt a surge of electricity flowing through my body. It burned horribly, but I did not want to give Tarkin the satisfaction.

"Tell us what Clone Force 99 is planing to do against the empire!" Tarkin roared, pressing on the console.

I did not respond, but I screamed instead. The electricity was clearly made for someone like me, but why? Was it for The Bad Batch?
Whatever it was, it hurt like hell!
He kept the electricity on and waited for me to answer. When I did not, he increased the ferocity of the electricity. I screamed and screamed and screamed, but it was not for a whole half hour that I did not get any relief. The pain was everywhere; it was unavoidable by the mind.

"Let's see if we can get you talking later," Tarkin drawled out his words and walked out of the room.

(Hunter's POV)

I watched as Y/n was taken into a room adjacent to our own. Although we were happy to find Omega waiting in the cell for us; I was not happy to see that y/n was being tortured. For our sake.

We entered the cell, and I knelt in front of Omega.

"I warned you not to come back." She frowned guiltily.

"Had to," I smiled, "we were looking for you."

"Me?" She pointed at herself.

"We're going to get you out of here kid." I nodded.

Much to my relief Tech gave a reassuring goggle adjustment, and Echo gave a small smile. I did not need anything from Wrecker to know he was exited.

(Standard POV)

The electricity went off again, surging through my body, and inflicting me with pain.

"Fuck you..." I quietly whispered, excruciating as it was, I would not give in; no matter how painful it could be.

"Answer the Question," Tarkin frowned in disgust.

"I can do this all day," I smirked at him, returning my voice to normal volume.

He frowned again, and nodded to the man behind the machine. The electricity came again, stronger this time. But if I gave in, it would end the bad batch.

Tarkin shook his head, "take her to a cell."

A clone came up to me, I smirked at him.

"But not the one with the other members," Tarkin looked at me.

They led me into the other room, and forced me through the doorway. I struggled to show how strong I still was, but it was mostly an act. I was smoking when I came in, and it was still peeling off my clothing. My muscles, though energized, felt weak from the pain. They pushed my inside a cell, and locked the door before I could escape.

There was a long awkward silence until the guard started consulting someone outside.

"Y/n?" A small voice came from the other cell.

"Yeah?" I looked at the wall.

"Are you alright?" It sounded like Echo.

"Fine thanks," I nodded, trying to keep my breathing more steady, and less heavy.