The Ghost Crew

Alternate ToftA Part 6

Torture. Let's do this. Next week and we will have the celebration. The Stars Wars Celebration!!!!!!! April 15 11:00 to 12:30. I have done my homework. Luckily it is on Spring Break for me and I will be home. Enjoy. Also ideas. Love most.

Vader's POV:

The torture droid cuts the boy's arms and legs. His screams echo in the cell. I have broken the rest of his bones in his arms when the droid took a break. His face was scrunched up in pain. I command a trooper to take off his shirt. Clothing will not stop his pain.

I am still kind of shocked. The boy still fights me. I thought he was done after his new cell. But no he still wants to protect his friends. I might just bring him to my master. There I know he will break.

Another cry echoes in the cell. The droid cut into his stomach. The line was clean and precise and blood is  leaking from it. The droid retracts the knife from the boy's body. I use the force to bring out rods that electrify him. More pained screams echo in the cell.

I sense Ashoka's fear rise for this child. They will continue to suffer until they tell us everything. The boy's master was feeling all of this but at the same time wasn't. Bridger was keeping it from him and Ashoka. They sense the pain but don't get the same feeling. He still wants to protect them even, when he should protect himself more.

I put the rods back. The boy slumps in the restraints. His head drops. I hear his gasping breath. Blood drips from the cuts. His convulsing made the cuts larger and more dangerous. The droid takes out some things for stitches.

The boy was exhausted enough so he didn't struggle, when the droid did the sloppy stitches. There were no tears. Maybe I need to do worse. The tray from yesterday was still there. The Jedi have only been here for 3 days. But the boy looks like he suffered for months.

The droid comes back and floats next to me. The boy's head was still facing the ground. Bridger will learn respect and obedience. I enter his mind and I was meet with the same wall. This time it seems stronger. The boy twitches and finally raises his head. He winces and gasps for air.

The mere action must have brought pain. His dark bangs cover half of his face. His blue eyes still stand out through. They are begging me to let him go. The child won't break in the mind so it is no use. I leave his mind and relief floods into the boy.

I step closer to the torture table and look at the tray. There were 10 other syringes. All are different but all very painful. I grab the purplish/bluish one and the boy's eyes widen. He tosses and turns a little bit but in the end stops knowing it is useless.

I plunge into his neck and the area around it seemed to freeze. The boy became colder and colder. The child starts shivering. His teeth start chattering. Soon he was shaking.

His lips were becoming blue. His eyes were more dazed. All hyperthermia symptoms. This shot makes the child feel like he is on Hoth. Taking away the child's shirt just made Bridger colder.

"If you tell me where your rebel base is, the symptoms will end," I say. I go up to him and put my hand at his forehead. Determination goes through him and the wall stands. I lash out with all my power but nothing. Not even a crack. I leave his mind in outrage. His fingers were becoming blue with his lips.

The effects wear off too soon. The cell heats up to make sure Bridger doesn't die. I leave and grab Ashoka and Kanan Jarrus. Maybe they might talk seeing the child face to face.

I walk into the cell and Bridger is still facing the ground. No response or movement. Maybe I can change that. Or the next syringe.

Two storm troopers enter with me and push the prisoners to their knees. No struggle luckily. They most likely don't want to risk Bridger's life even more I walk up to the boy and grab a the syringe with a black liquid. Both of the Ashoka's eyes widen in fear.