Y/n was thrown to the ground after she had stood so tall. Her elbows were on the ground along with her head. And then again, her head was smashed onto the floor. She looked up at him, flipping her hair back. Her essence of defiance shocked me in her fragile state. Blood dripped down from her forehead and ran across her face.

"You are truly gripping. Do the voices ever stop?"

Voices? He must've been trying to get inside her head. Or he was inside her head.

"No, but I've learned to block them out." She didn't sound like she wanted to answer, she sounded like she was forced.

"Hmm. Ahh, your breaking the code just like my padawan."

What code did Qui-Gon break?

"So did you."

I didn't even process what she said before she went flying up and then towards his hand. Her neck landed in his hand as he squeezed her windpipe. Her eyes looked like they were going to close soon.

"Y/n!" I yelled, unable to control myself.

Her lightsaber fell and she just looked at me and smiled. She wasn't scared for her own life, she always told me that. But she had to be, how could she not care about if she lived? Her smile was beautiful though, it could light up a whole room if it wasn't in a situation like this.

I heard steps from behind me and I tilted my head that was still laying on my masters foot. Master Yoda had begun to walk in the doorway. But as soon as I looked at him I heard a thud and I shot my head back towards Y/n. She was laying almost lifeless on the floor. I could feel her light but it was soft and almost gone.

"Y/n!" I cried again, why couldn't she just wake up. Dooku smiled at me like he knew something but then his attention was taken by Master Yoda. He walked into the building and stared at all the destroyed. Me with my arm cut off, Obi-Wan with slices in his arm and leg, and Y/n who couldn't move. His gaze stayed on her as if he feared she wouldn't wake up. But she had to, I needed her to wake up. I needed her.

Her arms were tossed across her side as she looked almost peaceful. But the blood drying on her face seemed to ruin the feeling. I couldn't bare to see her like that and yet I couldn't take my eyes away. If she woke up I had to see her as soon as she did, but it was a big if.

Dooku walked towards Yoda and said something sarcastic but I couldn't hear it. My eyes were glued to Y/n, whose chest was now rising and falling. I heard lightsabers ignite and steps quicken, but she just laid there unbothered.

Crack!

A concrete pillar broke towards the bottom and began to fall on Obi-Wan and I. Yoda stuck out his hand and caught it but it took more effort than that. He dropped his lighsaber as Dooku ran towards his ship. On the way he grabbed Y/n and threw her over his shoulders Ike a sack of potatoes. I tried to yell but my voice had grown hoarse from quick breathing and yelling. All I could do was watch her fly away in a ship with the enemy.

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Yoda and some clone troopers had helped us get out of the hangar. One of them had grabbed Y/n's lightsaber and was keeping it safe. I heard that Padme was alright and that she had actually tried to fire at Dooku's ship. I had been put to sleep on a medical ship that was on route to Coruscant. Obi-Wan was in the room next to me and it didn't take long to get there. They bandaged up my arm and told me that they would get me a prosthetic on Coruscant but I would have to wait. I didn't want a new arm but I mean, I really didn't have a choice.

When we arrived I walked into the temple with Obi-Wan. He had a cane to help with his limp and it made him look like an old man. I, on the other hand, could walk perfectly normal but it was weird swinging only one arm by my side. It felt like it was still there. The doctors told me it would be like a ghost limb there, but there was another ghost. Y/n was now a ghost of my memories who wouldn't leave. I couldn't feel her anymore and I just had to hope she was still alive.

Once we were in the temple, I was immediately sent to the medical center. It was below most of the temple, but still had a nice view. I was placed in an all white room with one window and a now closed door. I stared at the numb that had become my right arm. I wasn't even upset the it was gone but only I wouldn't be able to hold Y/n's hand in it. I wouldn't be able to feel her baby soft skin the same way as with my left.

A medical droid told me to lay down and tended to my arm. Almost an hour in Padme was coming to visit. She may have been the only person I really wanted to see right then. Plus I needed to make sure she was okay. The door opened and she walked in with a smile across her face.

"Hey Anakin!" She was so cheerful even after what had happened. She was in one of her senator dresses from Coruscant, a purple and blue one. After a second she sat down in a white chair next to me.

"Hey Padme."

"What's wrong?" She picked up on my bad mood and looked into my eyes. "Where's Y/n? I asked Obi-Wan but he couldn't answer quickly and he had to leave."

"You didn't hear?"

"No. What was there to hear?" Her voice was growing in worry.

"They took her Padme. Count Dooku took her, I don't know where but she's gone." My voice shook but I tried to hide it.

"Oh, Ani." She stood up again and turned away. Her hands went to her hair and she stared out the large window. I could hear her breathing become unstable.

"And they don't know anything? Not even a hint?"

"I don't believe so. They haven't told me anything." I could at least hope the council would tell me if they found her. They knew we were at least friends.

"I'm going to ask the Chancellor." She stopped at the door to look back at me, "You'll be okay here, right?"

"Yeah, I'll be fine. Just tell me if you find anything."

She nodded and left, I really did hope she found something.

You opened your eyes to a concrete floor with droplets of blood. Your blood most likely. You could feel your arms were above your head and your legs were chained to the wall. When you could finally turn your sore neck you saw your hands chained to the wall with fancy glowing bracelets.

Force Blockers.

No wonder you couldn't hear any voices. You tried rolling your neck back but you hit the wall. You realized that your hair wasn't in your face and that it felt as though it was tied up in the crook of your neck. That's when the cold cell door opened. The walls and door were black along with the floor. A figure walked in that you couldn't really see until they ignited their red lightsaber.

"Boo."

Darth Maul stood in front of you smiling an insane smile.

"Wow, real dramatic for an emo sith."

He rolled his eyes at your monotone voice and put his lightsaber to your forehead. It was less than an inch away and on instinct you backed up into the wall.

"Scared, are we?"

"Oh, I'm not. But if you feel unsafe you can leave." You mocked in a higher pitch. He rolled his eyes and put away his saber. A lantern lit in the corner, probably Maul using the force to light it.

"So do you want to talk?"

"Depends, I would talk about your personality of a soggy piece of bread right now."

"I meant about something more amusing. Like let's say a Chosen one?"

"I don't know about chosen one, you were probably chosen last for everything."

"Ahh, no, no, no. You can't just run your mouth and expect me to forget my purpose here."

"Did you have one? Oh, I didn't realize."

That's when a knife was thrown towards the outside your thigh. You clenched your jaw, it hurt like a bitch. Plus your last wound had almost healed. You weren't going to let them hear you scream. You weren't going to let them hear you scream. You weren't going to let them hear you scream.

"Oh, someone's in pain now? Would you like to talk some?" He still had his hand up that he had thrown the knife with.

"I'll talk about your bad aim."

He chuckled and grabbed another knife from his belt. They were tucked away except for the handles and you hadn't even seen them. They didn't look to long which was good, except for the fact that this meant they were definitely for torture. He stalked towards you and went to your right shoulder. He brought the knife up and cut across your shoulder. He had started at you the top and made it almost to your bicep when he pulled away.

"You remind me of a sith apprentice, she's almost as bad as you."

The sleeve of your tunic was slashed and stained crimson. The red hot pain burned but you couldn't scream. The bleeding wasn't stoping even though he hadn't cut down that far. He walked away and grabbed a bandage wrap from out of no where. When he came back he wrapped it around so tightly it must've cut off circulation.

"To tight? Oh well." He pulled tighter making your eyes sew shut. "I hope you'll be up to talk more in the morning. Have fun with your thoughts!"

He slammed the door and the wind blew your face. Darth Maul was right, you didn't sleep your thoughts were to loud. At least it was your own voice though and not others. Even though there was a knife in your thigh, that's not what kept you from sleep. The main thing that kept you up was not being able to feel Anakin. Not through the force, not with your hands, you didn't even know where he was.

~~Day 2~~

Darth Maul came back in, what you guessed to be, the morning. He slid open the door and the fire lit again. Smiling his sick smile, he walked towards you and touched your arm. His fingers danced over your fresh wound that he was proud of creating.

"Are you ready to talk?"

"Never."

"Oh well, I have other ways of making you comply."

The door opened and a large figure walked in. They were buff, like crazy alien buff. His skin was green and he smiled almost as creepily as Darth Maul. He scrapped his feet on the ground while moseying towards you. You could see his large shamrock hands that were made to destroy something or someone. Darth Maul nodded and the green alien punched your stomach.

You let out a wounded growl as your body doubled over. Your face felt tight and you realized blood was dried on your skin. Your knees came up and you shoulders went down, but you could only move so far. When you were pulled by the chains to straighten out, he punched you again. This time a little higher and harder. But you were expecting it so you didn't even make a peep. But tears were about to escape from your eyes.

"Again." Darth Maul ordered as one hand and then another pounded at your gut.

Again and again and again until you could barely feel anything. That's when you were left dangling with your eyes closed. You thought it was over, but life wasn't that caring. Maul pulled the knife out of thigh. You hissed like a lothcat in pain even after forgetting the knife was there. He pushed another bandage on it and left you to hang.

You coughed up blood which made everything hurt more, but you knew something for certain. He wasn't going to get you to talk, you wouldn't give him anything. Not even the simplest of things. You didn't have much left of yourself but at least you had your dignity.

~~Day 4~~

Another day of torturing and you still hadn't screamed or given up information. Maul came in on day three with moss man and he punched your face and ribs. Your eyes had swollen shut and your ribs were either broken or close to it. But the weird thing was, you slept. Without a dream or a nightmare, you slept soundly and thoroughly. Until Maul came in again.

You had already awoken but the sight of his face made you wake up even more. Your gag reflex seemed to do that. Your eyes could open, surprisingly, but your ribs still ached. The green golem wasn't behind Maul this time but you saw his lightsaber on his belt. Oh no, no, no. Anything but this.

~~Day 5~~

With new scars across your left leg, again it was hard to sleep. Darth Maul had butchered your leg the past day. With fresh red slashes all over your shin, calf, and thigh. It had burned like nothing before but you didn't scream, you just couldn't. Your throat was so dry it was hard to talk and your stomach was contracting in on itself. Since you couldn't sleep, your eyes hurt and your mind felt heavy along with your limbs.

The door opened and you almost begged for it to close again. You had only been here for less than a week but you'd do anything to go back home. You finally understood what Anakin meant when he said his home wasn't a place. But you couldn't give up information, Anakin could die because of it. Homes and lives would be destroyed, you weren't that selfish.

"Hello, little monster."

"I'm not the monster here."

Your words were hoarse and right around the edges. Maul looked pleased at how much he had effected you. The shamrock satan wasn't here but Maul didn't look like he wanted a fight. He came for information.

"You are a monster, you'll come to realize it in due time. That's why no one's searching for you, they're glad your gone."

"Your just trying to get in my head."

"I already am, it's a dull place. So many doubts, so many true thoughts. They don't want you and you know it."

You stayed silent, only because your throat hurt though. Not because you knew what he said was true, right?

"You were friends with them. Skywalker, Kenobi. But they didn't really care about you. Even your Master Finksea wasn't there for you. Your crazy and you have attachments to them but they don't feel the same. You might as well tell me everything because they already hate you."

"They don't hate, it's not the Jedi way."

"Oh, but you didn't deny that they won't come for you. You know they won't, your just getting used to being here."

"Stop it. You can keep on trying but I won't let you."

"I'm not doing anything, your just paranoid. You think everything's about you. But I don't need anything from you, I could kill you and get your knowledge from someone else. But if you tell me, maybe I could let you go."

"I won't tell you anything."

"You will."

He walked out and your sanity went with him. You were crazy, you were paranoid. Everything he said was true. Your so called friend were fake, he knew that and you should too. They didn't care about you, and they never would.

~~Day 8~~

You weren't sure how long you'd been here since Maul didn't come in for a long while. On day six, he had given you a portion and a small thing of water. Your cuffs stayed on but you were able to step off the wall. He knew you were to weak to fight back, he started tell you everyday.

"You're weak, you won't get out of here so stop trying."

At this point you had started to believe him. You might as well give him the information he wanted. When you had been freed of your chains to eat you looked at your legs. Your right leg with a bandage around your tan stained pants. And your left with almost no clothing on it from the slashes of his lightsaber. The pink had faded but the marks were thin yet still visible. Your limbs were growing weak and your arms hurt to move down to your sides.

He had sent you back to the wall and he didn't come back for a while. You didn't sleep, you really couldn't. Your thoughts were loud enough to keep you up and you missed the sky. You always watched the sky, it had become a weekly if not daily habit. But you couldn't see anything from your cell. Only the black, dusty walls that contained you.

When Darth Maul came in today or tonight, you may never know. He just stared at you with no smile, no evil grin. He seemed annoyed but not by you. Okay, not entirely by you. When he began to walk closer he did the smile, but it wasn't real. Something was frustrating him and maybe you could use that against him, if you had the strength.

"Hello, little monster."

You had grown used to the pet name, but you didn't respond to it.

"I found something out today, do you want to know what it is?"

You just stared at him, really you did want to know what it was but you couldn't just say that.

"Hmm? Well, I'll tell you anyway. There was someone looking for you. Congratulations, but their dead now and it's your fault."

Your eyebrows frowned along with your heart. Who would look for you? And how would they have died trying? Surely they would've given up if they thought they would die?

"Who?" You muttered, voice less rough than it had been.

"You're crazy if you thought I would tell you. I don't want to put that on you."

He was right you were crazy and with that your head sank back to its usual position. You would never leave, you might as well deal with it. Life's hard, yours isn't anything special. He told you that, he knew that even when you didn't.

~~Day 10~~

You truthfully didn't care what day it was or what time it was anymore. You weren't getting out of here, you could finally make peace with that. Darth Maul hadn't come in for a while but the gruesome greenery did. He hit your ribs again and then your legs with a taser stick. All while telling you what a failure you were for getting someone killed.

The worst past was, you knew he wasn't lying. Then they didn't come in for a while. They left you hanging from the wall as your limbs burned. You could see the blood soaking through your bandages but they wouldn't care. And when Darth Maul came back he looked aggravated.

"Hello, little monster. Your punishment has come back."

He grabbed his lightsaber and ignited it. You almost begged for him not to, but that wouldn't get you anywhere. He grew closer and your eyes widened with a new cut to your leg. Deeper than the rest and more painful then the past.

You screamed. A soul-shattering scream that would've broken a window, if there was one. You regretted it the second the noise left your mouth. He would know what pain he caused you. He would know how vulnerable you were. He would know everything.

He took his lightsaber away and smirked at you. "I knew you could do it. Now tell me everything."

"Never."

"Then you will suffer."

"I'm used to it."

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Hey guys, I'm sorry for you know kidnapping you. But hey you get to hang with Darth Maul. I'm going to be switching POVs a lot to show both of you and Anakin's lives. And it may get a little gorier if you couldn't tell by the chapter. But I'm excited for my plan so I hope you enjoy reading!

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