I open my eyes, but the world around me is blurry. I hear a bunch of shouting, but it sounds jumbled and I can't make out the words. I try to stand, but fall back onto my knees as my head pounds harder than before. I reach up and touch the back of my head before pulling my hand off to reveal it coated in blood.
Someone roughly grabs me and pulls me off of the ground, placing handcuffs around my wrists before forcing me to walk in front. They basically drag me towards our destination as I cannot get my feet to move underneath me.
We must've reached our destination because the person dragging me along suddenly threw me onto the ground as I heard a metal door slam shut. Groaning, I attempt to rub my eyes with my hands, trying to get sight back into them.
"I told you not to come after me," my eyes shoot open as I see a blurry figure peering down at me.
"Master Jinn?" I ask, hopefully.
The man doesn't respond but places a hand on my forehead, my sight slowly coming into focus. The recognizable features of Master Jinn soon become evident and I shoot up and pull him into an embrace. I can feel him continue to force heal me as he scolds me for disobeying his orders and putting myself in danger.
"What happened here?" Master Jinn tugs on the hair that used to be my padawan braid.
"Oh... Master Kenobi wanted to ask the council for permission to rescue you, but I didn't. We said some things and I ended up leaving the order," I respond, suddenly finding my fingers interesting.
Master Jinn sighs and shakes his head, rebuking me for leaving the order to try and rescue me. Calling me foolish, childish, and impulsive....all of which are probably true.
"Where's Benson?" Looking around the room, well more like a prison cell, I don't see him anywhere.
"Nil didn't bring in Benson..." Master Jinn responded as a confused expression flashes over his face.
"Maybe he got away...I'm not sure what happened. I know we saw the force ghost of Darth Plagueis, who wanted the statue, Benson and I fighting over it and....oh no," my eyes widen when I realized my Darkside took over in that moment.
"We don't need to worry about what happened right now, I devised a plan that will get us out of here, but you have to trust me," Master Jinn replied, pulling me from my thoughts.
"If it involves you getting killed I won't do it," he gives me a look realizing I saw right through his plan. I refuse to let Master Jinn sacrifice himself for me, I will not let that happen.
Looking up, I notice the panels in the ceiling look like they can come off. Focusing on the force, I'm able to slide the panel slightly, but stop when I hear footsteps.
"We meet again, young one," Jet Nil sneers, standing on the other side of the metal door.
"You're despicable," I spit, annoyed that Nil once again outsmarted me.
"The Jedi are the ones who are despicable with their self-righteous war," he responds, pacing in front of the door.
"Your old master has been a tough Jedi to crack. He refuses to give me any useful information and has yet to respond to a form of torture. I realized in order to crack the mind of such a wise Jedi, I needed to be more creative," he smirks and motions for someone to come here. My eyes widen when I see Benson walk over and stand next to Nil.
"You see, my boss needs critical information about where the Jedi are planning on attacking and their plans for Geonosis and I know that Master Jinn has that information. The only way he could possibly crack is if I harm someone close to him," Nil began explaining.
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Betrayal
FanfictionBook 2 in Satara's journey, we find her and her master assigned to track down dangerous bounty hunter Jet Nil, who murdered several Jedi in cold blood. What will this mission have in store for the two? What lessons will Satara learn?