The Lucky One (a Star Wars fanfic)

Chapter 34

Rider's pov

"Rider?" Makai asks quietly beside me.

I turn my head slightly to look at her, seeing that she has a frown on her face and looks like she is trying hard not to cry.

I scoot closer to her so that we are now touching, making sure to not hurt my leg anymore than it has been.

"What's wrong?" I ask as she lays her head against my shoulder and begins to cry.

"I don't want you to leave. I am scared that Sidious is going to kill me once he has his information," she says through her tears.

"I can guarantee that he won't kill you," I say after only a few seconds of thinking, knowing that he won't risk killing her since she is his leverage over her friend. If Sidious kills Makai, the only thing that can be used to control her friend, he will be losing a Sith, something that he definitely doesn't want.

"How can you be so sure?" She asks hopelessly as she looks me in the eyes.

"If he can control you, he controls your friend. He won't kill you because your freind is willing to do anything for you."

Before she can respond, the cell door flies open and in rushes six guards, an unnecessary amount considering that I can't even walk by myself, so how could I escape?

As they quickly approach me, I move away from Makai, not wanting her to be hurt by the guards.

Four guards grab me by my arms and force me to my feet.

As we take a step forward, I wince and fall to my knees, unable to walk on my leg.

Instead of the guards making me stand again, they just drag me out of the cell.

When we are almost to the door, I say to Makai in a determined tone, "I will keep my promise."

She doesn't say anything in response, but she hopefully heard me.

Once in the hall, the guards let go of me, causing me to fall onto my stomach, hitting the floor hard.

Sidious lets out a loud laugh that makes me shiver, causing him to laugh even harder.

Roughly, a guard moves me onto my back, allowing me to see Sidious standing above me.

Sidious puts his foot on my chest with a large smile that makes me feel sick. He has won and he knows it.

I close my eyes, not wanting to see Sidious face as I tell him the thing that might kill all the Jedi. Because of me, Anakin and every other Jedi might die. Even Zeba.

While my chest begins to feel extremely heavy from thinking about Zeba dying, he removes his foot from my chest, something that I barely even notice with how horrible I feel. I can deal with this pain. It is awful being so hurt that I can't even move, but I can deal with it. I doubt that I could deal with Zeba dying. She is my everything, so if she dies, am I nothing? Should I just let myself die to keep her and every other Jedi safe?

I am broken from my thoughts by a familiar excruciating pain that causes me to scream. I am supposed to just tell him the information and not get hurt, so why is he using Sith lightning on me?

Twenty seconds later, he makes the lightning more powerful, which shouldn't be possible.

As I continue to scream, he just laughs at me.

Finally, I manage to stop screaming long enough to whisper, "I have it."

He must not care about the information anymore because he increases the power once again, causing me to feel lightheaded as my vision becomes spotted.