"Walkers, stay close," Zorii muttered, referring to the groups of troopers sniffing around, she began leading them down an open path making sure it was safe first.
"Poe Dameron, working for the first order," Finn stated harshly, how hypocritical was it that Rey chose not to share her secret for Poe to have done the exact same thing. He shook his head in vexation towards his friend.
"Finn, just drop it, please," Poe responded, glancing back at him before continuing on forward following Zorii and her group closely. Rose was the second last followed by Threepio until Rey decided to drop back.
"Threepio hurry up," Rey lagged behind the droid waiting for the rest of them to go first. A shiver that ran up her spine caused her to pause, furrowing her brows her grip on her staff tightened. This didn't feel right. The group had already turned around the corner in the time it took one of the knights to silently approach Rey from behind.
A gloved hand clasped around her jaw, pressing against her mouth to silence her whilst another arm wrapped around her neck. She attempted to scream but it was muffled causing her to panic and thrash her body around trying break free from the grip her attacker had on her. Her staff fell onto the snowy floor accidentally as she opened the palm of her hand, but before she could do anything the figure dragged her into a tunnel-like hallway.
Whoever held her let her go, pressing her forcefully against the stone wall as they snapped familiar-looking restraints on her wrists. She quickly realised much to her dismay that they were force suppressing and she was rendered useless. They were an exact replica of the ones that she wore in the throne room of the supremacy.
Her eyes roamed around taking in the appearance of each knight, there were six in total with the exception of their leader Kylo Ren himself. She'd seen them before in one of her visions but that didn't compare to how intimidating they were in real life. The black-grey material they wore looked suffocating; she couldn't imagine how much protective armour they were wearing underneath.
"Ren wants you alive," The one with the machete-like weapon spoke as she was pushed further into the wall by two other knights, their hands dug uncomfortably into her biceps. She glared at them both harshly.
Trudgen leant forward, his helmet just mere inches from her nose. He could feel her unease as her breath hitched, she was unsure of what their intentions were, if not to kill her. He ran his gloved finger down her jawline, and she tried to move away obviously disgusted by the action, but he caught her chin in between his forefinger and thumb making her face him.
"You were the cause of his disobedience to Snoke," He continued, disdain evident in his voice as he stared down at the scavenger. She was becoming restless and attempted yet again to shake the knights' grip off her.
"Let go of me," She gritted her teeth, talking to the two knights holding her against the wall and the one that now held her jaw, squeezing it slightly to cause pain.
"Feisty, I can see why he likes you," She bit back a snarl at the backhand comment, her eyes burned with hatred at the knight antagonizing her.
"You don't really want him as your master, do you?" She asked genuinely, if they were going to play mind games so was she. Ben had told her everything through the countless force bonds they'd had over the period of a year. She knew almost everything about the knights.
"All of those Jedi padawans you all slaughtered, and you never thought for once that the person who was blamed for it all would turn against you?" She questioned again trying to suppress a smirk at their unintelligence, she never understood why everyone underestimated Ben.
"How foolish of you Trudgen, Ben Solo will be your worst nightmare," She threatened as he stepped back, she could feel his surprise at the use of his name and suddenly he wasn't feeling so confident.
