Till there are no stars left in the sky

Two

Moments, a day, several days might have passed. Aurora didn't keep track. She laid on a bed of cold steel that bit into her ankles and wrists where the restraints held securely to her small frame. She didn't need to open her eyes to know the room was bare, like her heart. After all that took place she could not bring herself to feel anything, her mind was a black void that produced nothing. She wanted to cry, but the shredded pieces would not fall into place to remind her how. But at least she was alone, that she knew. The excruciating clawing had ceased, but the damage remained

Thoughts began to emerge from the darkness. She didn't care what might befall her now, death she hoped, though part of her wanted to live, if only to exact revenge.. A deep resentment for the First Order grew in her. She resolved that evil faction would get nothing more from her. Disgust settled in her gut as the images of her home world disintegrating stabbed in the back of her mind. Why would they destroy a peaceful planet? It generated and provided valuable goods to both The Order and the Resistance. It had chosen no side. Grief became the more overwhelming emotion to strike in her. Everyone and everything she knew, her entire home, gone. Destroyed by the First Order. Destroyed by her. Because of her... the thought hit her like a freight train stealing the air from her lungs and forcing her eyes to snap open.

Her eyes focused on the space before her. It was then the last emotion crept into her heart like a small spark that began to burn hotter, hatred. Hatred of the dark figure who crouched silently before her. She took a sharp breath in, struggling against the bonds the contained her. The rush of emotions that the mere sight of him slammed into her like a tidal wave threatening to drown her. She shuddered as it all settled in. She gazed upon the dark lens in his mask knowing, somewhere in there,there were eyes looking on behind it. Aurora found herself unable to speak. She couldn't find any words. What would she say? There were no words in any language she knew that captured the turmoil she felt inside. She was a broken piece in his game of chess. He broke her, but she wouldn't give him the satisfaction of winning. His biggest mistake was taking everything she held dear. He had nothing left to take from her but her life.

"You're awake" He said. " I was beginning to doubt you'd ever regain consciousness ." His tone was soft, almost relieved. "No matter, I want us to have an understanding. I can obtain any information I wish from you, however I will not secure it by force if you will simply tell me. Will you comply?"

Aurora's eyebrows knit together in what could only be perceived as shock.