Sith Archive: Asheth (FanFiction)

Chapter 3: Abandoned

I awoke in the dark, chained to a post which dripped with my own blood. A light flickered across the other side of the room where a chair was seated, more like bolted as my vision cleared. Drool dripped from the gratted ceiling, possibly creatures from outside, possibly starved.

The darkness enclossed the entire room, this place seemed to be cleaner than I could see and I couldn't sense anything, possible supression of their minds.

I voice spoke out from the darkness, although I could not see who it was their intention was clear. "Comfy child? Not like I care, what I enjoy is the pain you'll endure and take. Your Master has allowed me full range of my abilities and methods. You will not enjoy it though."He spoke his last words with a slight chuckle, before walking out of the dark, in black robes, hooded. And a grey durasteel mask, dripping with blood.

I didn't strugle, but watched him. Not phased at all by what he could do, and accepting. His hands flickered with lightning before he unleashing it upon me, my screams perked out close to 30 seconds during the assault, the pain unbearable. He ceased about 4 minutes later, before begining to choke me with the force, his hand if it was there would be closing on my throat quickly before releasing, near to my point of passing out.

He broke my ribs with ease, my arms were dislocated about a few minutes after he was clearly bored after breaking my ribs. A vibroknife was pulled out beneath his belt as he began to slice away pieces of my flesh, before digging his fingers into the cuts, gashes and open muscle. I groaned, unable to scream after an hour of the same process. I didn't pass out, which unfortunatly for me, delighted him.

He continued the process for about an hour, before I finally passed out, which was a relief within itself.

I awoke still chained, the shadowed figure of the torturer was gone. But I could sense something, yet in my still weakened state I didn't I know what it was. An armored figure walked out of the dark, face revealed, it was Silence. He spoke "Ash, are you ready to return to me? Or do you need more beating" He spoke his last words with a light smirk and quiet chuckle.

I stayed silent, my face neutral trying to focus. He spoke again "Ash...Don't make this difficult." He unleashed lightning upon me, which in my weakened state burned worse, like as if you poured acid upon the skin. He continued this for about a minute before pulling away and yelled once more "Ash! SPEAK TO ME!!"

As I heard this I weakly chuckled, before speaking "Alright...release me. I am bound by my oath to serve, I will not disoby you again, my Master."

I was unchained by a slave who feared me, as the sweat dripped down from his brow. And was taken to a medical station, where I was left in kolto to heal over time.