Who we have become

Chapter 6

⚠️ TW: DISCUSSION OF VICTIM BLAMING! Please don't read if this tiggers you I don't want anyone feeling like they have to read this chapter. ⚠️
                           Ahsoka's POV
    I couldn't stop thing about what he had done to me when I realized that his force signature, even though it was completely distorted by the darkness he held, was familiar so so familiar. Before I could continue thinking about why the door bursts open to reveal my abuser. I backed up towards the headboard of the bed when he stopped at the edge. He grabbed my left ankle and pulled me towards him I felt my throat close up as his hands do quick work of my clothes. I tried fighting but I knew that no matter how much I did fight he had his robotic limbs which made him stronger than the average human. This time I had the courage to look at his face as my tears fell 'that-that scar! It looks familiar... I've seen it somewhere!' I knew I had but I don't remember where.

As soon as he was done using me he smirks "You really don't recognize me do you?" To this I shake my head causing his smirk to widen "I'll give you a hint" he leans in "I've known you since the beginning of the Clone Wars" with that he presses a kiss on my forehead and leaves. 'What does he mean?' I wonder then I remember the scar I had seen earlier 'who had a scar like that? Where did we meet? How does he know me?' The anxiety of not knowing was suffocating me when I realized that I only new one person... but he's dead and his been dead this entire time because no matter how hard I used the force to try to locate him after the fall of the republic I couldn't find him. 'It can't be he wouldn't have done this to me.'

Vader's POV
After I was done using her I left her alone to think about the new information I had just given her. I had told my master that I had found Former Jedi Padawan Ahsoka Tano in her home world. He was very pleased and wanted to start the interrogation as soon as we arranged at the Death Star. She has put up quite the fight ever since I took advantage of her but that won't last long. I walked into my meditation chambers and started to formulate my plan on how to break her spiritually, mentally and emotionally. She will be mine weather she wants to or not I will have her.

'That's not what we promised her! She doesn't deserve what you did to her! I loved her you loved her and you hurt her in a way that she will never be able to recover from! No wonder Obi-Wan tried to kill you' The voice of Anakin Skywalker screamed through my subconscious 'She likes it! Don't try to make me feel guilty because of your stupid "morals" you never had them! You cheated on your wife when you kissed Ahsoka and told her to wait for you.' This seemed to shut him up and I smirked but my victory was short lived as his voice came back with such aggression that caused me a migraine. ' SHE DOESNT LIKE IT! ITS THE COMPLETE OPPOSITE DO YOU HAVE ANY IDEA HOW MUCH YOU HURT HER?, did you thrive off of her cries? Did you feel good about your self when she begged you to stopped but you wouldn't? Did you enjoy the tears that fell down her cheeks as you ignored her pain?'

       It became too much and I became angry at myself, at Ahsoka for asking for it, and the damn clothes she was wearing. I ignored the inner war with myself and stalked back to the bitches room. 'She's going to pay for making me feel like this!' I opened the dura steel door to find her curled up underneath the bedsheets her breathing slow, gentle and relaxed. As I waked toward the bed my anger started to disappear and was replaced with something I hadn't felt in years leaving me wondering what it was. I lean on the bed with one knee and slowly start caressing her cheekbone and her jaw. She started to move towards the side I was leaning on which in return caused her cheek to gently rub against my hand this cause me to smile at the fact that she looked so innocent in her sleep. As soon as that happened I pulled back as if she would wake up to see me there. Without looking back I walk out of the room thinking of any other way to hurt her.