The Ninja Goddess of the Force

31.

Vader's POV (Anakin)

"Should I remind you that I'm not somebody you would like to bargain with." I seethed as Jabba continued to go against the original deal, which consisted of me coming to pick up Asuka, with no haste. The palm of hand turned sweaty as my fists balled together tightly at my side. I would love to choke him right now.

"You got your part of the deal, I would like mine."

"My end didn't hold up. His little friends, including your beloved Asuka, helped in free him. I need my compensation." He replied in huttese. My blood boiled when Asuka came into view dressed the most skimpiest outfit I have ever seen. Chained around her neck and wrists. I saw Jabba smirk as he pulled her, Leia, Padme, and the rest of the girls onto his lap, also wearing skimpy clothes.

"AH! I'm gonna puke!" Katsuragi gagged.

By now, I didn't even want to bargain with him. All I saw was red.

Kazama's POV (Asuka)

As soon as Anakin saw me, it was like a switch was flipped. He stared Jabba with cold, dead eyes. Jabba kept tugging our chains, pulling us to his body. I wanna puke so bad. I just wanted to get out of here and away from by any means possible.

"Jabba, I'm giving you one last chance and let me tell you, I don't do that very often. You either let her go right now or I'll be paying you a visit." Anakin spoke in a very low and menacing voice.

I could tell he was beyond livid at this point and I honestly was relieved if Anakin gets this upset. There's no doubt in my mind he's going to come and get me, even if he has to resort to a murderous rampage to get me. Jabba replied to him before ending the call, not allowing Anakin to finish. And that was a big mistake right there.

All we know is that Anakin is coming for me....for revenge.

ONE WEEK LATER.....

It's been one week since we have become Jabba's new 'toys'. And we have since beginning to lose hope. But we kept some hope in that someone will come and save us from this nightmare.

This is one of the most dehumanizing and degrading things I've ever been through. I make myself go through it the worst than Leia because she's my daughter. I can't stand to watch any of these fuckers treat her the way they've been treating all of us.

Jabba makes us dance until our bones are sore and frail. He makes us serve all his friends and other company drinks and snacks, all while being groped either in the ass or in the breasts by each one we pass by. I don't think there's been a time when I wasn't crying or feeling like complete shit.

Then, one day, while the half of us were serving drinks to some pirates and the other half was dancing for Jabba when a man and a woman walked in, silencing the room. Everyone erupted in hushed whispers as the man and the woman walked right up to Jabba and stood before him in their long cloak, a Jedi cloak. I gasped as I was sensing the familiar presence of Luke and Sora. And I was proven right when they pull their hoods from their heads. Relief flooded through us as we were praying that they're here to save us.

"At last, Master Luke and Miss Sora are here to save me!" 3PO cheered from his spot beside Jabba.

"May I present Luke Skywalker, Jedi Knight and his sister, Sora Skywalker, Jedi Knight and Lady Shinobi of Naboo." He told Jabba.

Jabba started to yell at him in his language, most likely frustrated that he was woken up from his little nap.

"I must be allowed to speak." Luke muttered to Bob Fortuna, who was easily susceptible to Jedi mind tricks.