The Lucky One (a Star Wars fanfic)

Chapter 23

A/N: Rider is currently within the force and this is what he is seeing/remembering.

I am once again on Tatooine, which seems common for me now, but back three years ago when this day happened I was lost and afraid. It was about a month after Kellan had found and rescued me from the Sith. He told me I could stay with him, but for some reason I wanted to go back to Tatooine. That choice nearly killed me. If it wasn't for Anakin finding me when he did, I would have died that day.

I walk past one of the cantinas on Tatooine, the place I decide to walk through is a nice short cut that happens to be a dimly lit alley. Looking back at it now, it seems like an extremely stupid idea, but three years ago I thought it was safe enough that I didn't have to worry about anyone trying to hurt me.

I am halfway through the alley when two huge men appear from the shadows to block my path.

With my fear spiking, I slowly back away from the two huge men, only to stumble into a third person that I didn't know was behind me until it is far too late.

Despite my desperate struggling, the man who must be a giant, easily pins my arms behind my back. He binds my hands together at the wrists by some type metal that doesn't allow me to move my hands at all anymore.

Even with my hands trapped behind my back, and giant hands clamped down tight on my shoulders, I keep trying to get away.

After a few more moments of me failing to escape, the two men approaching reach me.

With a small smile on his face one of the men stand directly in front of me, causing me to pause in trying to escape.

Unexpectedly, he punches me hard in the stomach causing the air to be ripped from my lungs. I gasp for air as I am knocked into the floor.

I spend several seconds just laying on my side, trying my hardest to breathe normally again.

Once I catch my breath, I try to stand up, which is difficult without the use of my hands.

As I am nearly on my feet the man kicks me in the back of my legs, my knees buckling underneath me, causing me to fall onto my stomach with a cry of pain.

I am about to try and stand again, but before I can, the man steps on my back, pinning me to the ground.

From my position on the ground, I hear the shuffling of the men. A few moments following I hear the click of a blaster's safety being turned off, causing my whole body to tense from fear.

The man with his foot on me moves it off of my back. I am about to try to get up when the other two men grab me, roughly pulling me onto my feet and holding me in place.

I feel my face pale slightly as the large man who is standing in front of me says, "We came here for a reason. We're not leaving til we get what you stole from us, so you can do this one of two ways. Way one, you tell us where it is and you get to leave without getting hurt anymore. Way two will happen if you don't cooperate and tell us where you put them. If you choose the later option, we will be forced to take that information from you and I promise that it won't be pleasant."

"I-I don't know what you're talking about. You must have the wrong guy, I didn't take anything of yours. I've never even seen any of you before in my life," I stammer nervously while looking up at the man who now has his hands curled into fists.

"Just tell me where you put them, and we will leave," the man says while leaning in closer. He is now close enough that I feel his hot breath on my face.