The metal handcuffs felt cool on my sweaty wrists. My head hang low, alone, in a dark room. Silence sat deep and cold, spread evenly throughout the room. My breaths came shallow and few. It had been three days since Khann told me he would return. I believe him. But something...still was there, enclosing my mind. What if comes and something happens to him? My whole body shuddered at this thought. Stop, I told myself. He will come, and we will get out of here, together. I leaned my on the wall behind me. Exhaustion pulsed through me. I hadn't been able to sleep a wink in these past few days. Not when everything I had worked for and the people I loved the most were on the line. The metal door that lead to my cell opened. My guard stepped through. "Get up." He told me in a dark voice. I lifted my hands up in the air sarcastically.
"What about these?" I rolled my eyes. These guards were so stupid. The guard moved towards me and unlocked my handcuffs, gun aimed at my face. He tied my hands behind my back, shoving me out the door. The guard led me down hallway after hallway. Nothing caught my attention until I swung my head to the left. A tinted window greeted my eyes. I squinted, searching for what was on the other side. A body lay on a bed. I couldn't make out the face before being shoved back down the hall. Confusion sparked my thoughts. Who was that? I let the thought go as my guard and I reached our destination.
"Get in there. Wash yourself up. Commander wants to get you out as soon as possible." He smirked. Get me out? Fear began to rise. Where are they taking me? Will Khann be able to find me? I took a deep breath. This wasn't in my control. I had to be brave. I had to trust the force. I just had to.
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The cold water felt amazing on my dry skin. I began to wash all over, enjoying the moments of relief and calmness. When I got out I put the fresh pair of clothes laid out for me. A dark green t-shirt, black jeans, black boots, and a black leather jacket. I pulled my wet hair into two long braids. Feeling refreshed I walked out of the door. My guard awaited me, gun raised. Behind him stood two generals...from the Imperial Army. Their black outfits and large Imperial symbols stood out from me and my guard. I gulped. Stormtroopers flooded around me, enclosing handcuffs on my tiny wrists. One of the generals leaned in and gave my guard a bag. A bag full of credits. Anger boiled all over. I was now in Imperial Custody. And being there never ended well. "Commander will be so happy to finally meet you." The girl commander spoke softly, but stern. Her eyes met mine. Weakness and defeat settled within me as I was forced into an Imperial Star Destroyer.
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COMPLETED -The Stars Chose Me (BOOK ONE)
Fanfiction~A Star Wars Story~ "Please...not him. Anyone but him..." My voice trailed off into a whimper. I looked up at the Commander. He had no sympathy in his dark eyes. He didn't say a word. Just raised his gun. I looked away. I couldn't bear to see this...
