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notconflicted) wrote2017-12-30 09:50 am
notconflicted) wrote2017-12-30 09:50 am
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Korriban- Saturday
It could have been worse, Sia knew. She could have ended up with Darth Maladi, who had a lab devoted to finding more sadistic ways to torture people. Instead, she had Darth Havok, who knew she wouldn't give anything up easily, and seemed to be making it so that she would have to get through an elongated process of breaking her.
They called it the Chambers of Persuasion, which was the nicest euphemism for 'torture chamber' that she'd ever heard. It was a large, cavernous room below the building, where she was chained by the wrists and ankles between two firepits as the only lighting. Within a few hours, most of her clothing had been cut off- everything important was covered, which she considered a small mercy- and there were cuts covering her body after an unpleasant experience with shards of glass directed with the Force. Sia was fine through that. And then the Force lightning started.
She didn't know how how many times she'd been hit with it by now, and to her embarrassment something like screaming wasn't under her control in a situation like this. But every time he did it, she pulled herself together and stood back up. It didn't make much of a difference, and probably did more damage seeing as how her legs eventually fell out from under her every time, but it was important to her that she always stood up again.
"You fight a valiant battle, Princess," Havok said, his hand still crackling with energy as she tried to catch her breath while on her knees. "But I am not far from wrenching information from your mind."
"I will never tell you anything," Sia spat out at him. "I will die first." And she was serious. She'd done it before.
"No, you won't, Princess," he said, as condescendingly as anyone had ever managed. "I know you too well, and for too long. Let us not have secrets from one another, shall we?"
Sia had a bad feeling about this. She didn't know Sith, unless Anakin and Atton counted after the fact, and when she looked up she saw him removing his hood for the first time. He was an Iktotchi, his skin red and tattooed like most of the Sith, and when she reached out with the Force, she recognized who was standing in front of her.
This was the Imperial Knight who had murdered her mother, before the war began. The one her father had sent Antares to kill in retaliation.
"Eshkar Niin? That's impossible," Sia said, sounding defiant even through her shock. "You're-"
"Dead? That's what Antares told you, isn't it? It appears he lied," Havok told her. "And what does that tell you about him, hmm?"
Sia felt her heart break a little, and she hated herself for it. She knew these tricks. Not even a full day into this and Darth Havok had managed to plant doubt in her, and just with his identity had found a couple threads he could pick at to keep breaking her down until she talked.
She pulled herself to her feet with speed that even surprised her, though anger might do that to a person. "You are the creature of lies here, Niin!" she said, Force-pulling one of the firepits towards him.
He pushed it away, leaving a trail of flames in the air as it flew across the room. "Niin is who I was. Darth Havok is who I am."
"Fool is what you are," Sia snapped, already pulling his lightsaber to his hand and sticking the hilt under her chin. "I will not break, I will not bend, I will not serve. Farewell, traitor."
Before she could hit the ignition stud, she felt the pull of Havok trying to wrest the lightsaber away from her with the Force. She held on with two hands, despite the fact that they hurt and her muscle control was only so good after repeated lightning attacks.
"No, you will not use my lightsaber to end your life. I forbid it!" he shouted at her. "I am much changed, Princess. Much stronger in the dark side than I ever was in the light. I am no longer one of your Imperial Knights, but a Lord of the Sith. When I am through, if you have not become insane, you will wish I had let you kill yourself. You will wish your life was a switch you could just turn off. But first, you must learn, Princess, just who is the master here!"
With one last pull he managed to take the lightsaber from her, and Sia decided she didn't need to wait until he was done. She already regretted not being able to do it.
[That's right, bringing back mentions of BDEs that happened in 2012. From Legacy #49, NFB, NFI, OOC okay. Warnings for descriptions of torture and attempted suicide, happy Saturday.]
They called it the Chambers of Persuasion, which was the nicest euphemism for 'torture chamber' that she'd ever heard. It was a large, cavernous room below the building, where she was chained by the wrists and ankles between two firepits as the only lighting. Within a few hours, most of her clothing had been cut off- everything important was covered, which she considered a small mercy- and there were cuts covering her body after an unpleasant experience with shards of glass directed with the Force. Sia was fine through that. And then the Force lightning started.
She didn't know how how many times she'd been hit with it by now, and to her embarrassment something like screaming wasn't under her control in a situation like this. But every time he did it, she pulled herself together and stood back up. It didn't make much of a difference, and probably did more damage seeing as how her legs eventually fell out from under her every time, but it was important to her that she always stood up again.
"You fight a valiant battle, Princess," Havok said, his hand still crackling with energy as she tried to catch her breath while on her knees. "But I am not far from wrenching information from your mind."
"I will never tell you anything," Sia spat out at him. "I will die first." And she was serious. She'd done it before.
"No, you won't, Princess," he said, as condescendingly as anyone had ever managed. "I know you too well, and for too long. Let us not have secrets from one another, shall we?"
Sia had a bad feeling about this. She didn't know Sith, unless Anakin and Atton counted after the fact, and when she looked up she saw him removing his hood for the first time. He was an Iktotchi, his skin red and tattooed like most of the Sith, and when she reached out with the Force, she recognized who was standing in front of her.
This was the Imperial Knight who had murdered her mother, before the war began. The one her father had sent Antares to kill in retaliation.
"Eshkar Niin? That's impossible," Sia said, sounding defiant even through her shock. "You're-"
"Dead? That's what Antares told you, isn't it? It appears he lied," Havok told her. "And what does that tell you about him, hmm?"
Sia felt her heart break a little, and she hated herself for it. She knew these tricks. Not even a full day into this and Darth Havok had managed to plant doubt in her, and just with his identity had found a couple threads he could pick at to keep breaking her down until she talked.
She pulled herself to her feet with speed that even surprised her, though anger might do that to a person. "You are the creature of lies here, Niin!" she said, Force-pulling one of the firepits towards him.
He pushed it away, leaving a trail of flames in the air as it flew across the room. "Niin is who I was. Darth Havok is who I am."
"Fool is what you are," Sia snapped, already pulling his lightsaber to his hand and sticking the hilt under her chin. "I will not break, I will not bend, I will not serve. Farewell, traitor."
Before she could hit the ignition stud, she felt the pull of Havok trying to wrest the lightsaber away from her with the Force. She held on with two hands, despite the fact that they hurt and her muscle control was only so good after repeated lightning attacks.
"No, you will not use my lightsaber to end your life. I forbid it!" he shouted at her. "I am much changed, Princess. Much stronger in the dark side than I ever was in the light. I am no longer one of your Imperial Knights, but a Lord of the Sith. When I am through, if you have not become insane, you will wish I had let you kill yourself. You will wish your life was a switch you could just turn off. But first, you must learn, Princess, just who is the master here!"
With one last pull he managed to take the lightsaber from her, and Sia decided she didn't need to wait until he was done. She already regretted not being able to do it.
[That's right, bringing back mentions of BDEs that happened in 2012. From Legacy #49, NFB, NFI, OOC okay. Warnings for descriptions of torture and attempted suicide, happy Saturday.]