《Son of the Dark (Male Sith Reader X Female Jedi)》Chapter 9: The Escape
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A clone approached me in my cell, raising his blaster towards me.
Clone: "Cell transfer, come on kid."
(Y/N): "I notice that your blaster is not set to stun, isn't that mandatory in prisons.
I ducked as soon as the first blaster bolt just missed me by mere inches. I saw a second shot coming in, reaching our with my right hand I blocked it and sent it flying back towards the clone trooper who fired it at me, he dodged it and ran into the hallway for cover. I took this opportunity to get out and strike him with Force Lightning his helmet fell off, letting me know that this was no clone. Rather a lowly greedy bounty hunter.
Bounty Hunter: "Ahhhh!"
(Y/N): "Who sent you Bounty Hunter?!"
I ordered, using the Force to press him against the wall.
Bounty Hunter: "I don't talk to my prey!"
He grunted, trying to unholster his blaster, I caught his hand with the Force before he was able to aim at me. Holding it in a permanent position thankfully not pointed at me.
(Y/N): "Answers."
Bounty Hunter: "Never!"
I grunted.
(Y/N): "Very well then, if you won't talk I'll just have to make you talk."
Commander Fox: "General Viola, it's good to see you again."
Aleera: "Thank you for the greeting Commander Fox, but I'm here on orders to interrogate a prisoner that was recently accommodated."
Commander Fox: "Uhm, sorry but we're not accepting any visitors today."
The red armored clone commander moved to block my path into the prison. I almost grabbed my lightsaber out of instinct, but remembered a trick my master taught to me.
I moved my hand in front of me directed at his head, I uttered one word before I used this ability.
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Aleera: "Sleep."
Fox's head slowly drooped to the side before he stumbled onto the ground in a heap. I quickly rushed past him as a few other clones entered.
Clone: "Hey! Stop!"
Aleera: 'This break-out isn't going the way I wanted it...'
I force pushed the group of clones out of the way as I quickly closed the door and pulled out the two of my lightsabers, cutting the control panel so it wouldn't be opened easily.
Aleera: "I can feel him through the Force... he's in trouble..."
I had to hurry, I can't just let him rot in here. It's injustice! It's not the Jedi way. I just have to follow my instincts.
(Y/N): "Now, tell me. Who sent you."
I asked, with a smirk. The bounty hunter shook his head silently. I reached out with my hand once more as he blinked in confusion, I smiled even more with avid glee.
Bounty Hunter: "What the...?"
I strengthened my connection with him via mindset. My fingers clenched as I only pushed past with even more effort. He began to sweat but resisted somehow.
Bounty Hunter: "I... c-can't!"
(Y/N): "Who. Sent. You."
I only pushed harder, he began to sweat beads as his head was thrown back into the wall of the prison.
(Y/N): "You will tell me... NOW!"
The whole prison couldn't have not heard that scream that the emitted as I finally broke into his mind. I saw it, everything. His broken barrier revealed what I probably shouldn't have learned.
(Y/N): "Darth Sidious... You're his personal hitman."
Bounty Hunter: "Y-you're a Jedi... why would a Jedi be incarcerated here?"
(Y/N): "I'm no Jedi. You could call me... The opposite."
I said, slowly clenching my fist as I focused on his neck. The Bounty Hunter suddenly grasped at his neck, he gasped as he stumbled around the hallway. Multiple prisoners already have begun witnessing the event, some swearing in their native tongue, some cheering me on since the Hunter was still in clone trooper armor, calling me the 'Criminal Jedi'.
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(Y/N): "No repulsive scum for hire can kill me. Die now."
He eventually stopped resisting and went limp. I released my grip and placed the shock trooper helmet back on him. I grabbed the DC-15A blaster he once held.
(Y/N): "And stay down."
I said as I had begun to leave.
Aleera: "(Y/N)!"
I turned around swiftly, hearing that familiar feminine voice perk up once again. I turned to see her again,
(Y/N): "Aleera, what are you doing here? Come on!"
I clenched my teeth while motioning to her.
Aleera: "I came to save you, y-you're already out!"
(Y/N): "Yeah, that bounty hunter over there tried to blast me. I'm lucky I got out alive."
Aleera: "Well what are we going to do now."
(Y/N): "I highly doubt that the Jedi council much less the Senate will vouch for our rights. We make for the docks, steal a ship... But first..."
I force threw a clone trooper off of the scaffolding to the containment room as Aleera followed closely from behind.
Aleera: "That was a bit extreme."
(Y/N): "Those men are probably on orders to kill us now. I know the Jedi have a-"
Aleera: "Self-Defense only (Y/N), and this..."
She took her green lightsaber out, igniting it. A Clone fired at her as she deflected it, hitting the clone dead in the head as he fell off the scaffolding
Aleera: "...Is self defense... did I hit him in the knee?"
I thought about it for a moment.
(Y/N): "Yeeeah, you did. Pin-point accuracy."
I reached out with my hand.
(Y/N): "Can I borrow that?"
I pointed to her blue lightsaber. She nodded and handed it to me, I ignited it, admiring the construction for a moment, it was such a smoothly crafted lightsaber. I'm almost gutted that I cut her saberstaff in two.
Aleera: "You're looking at my lightsaber, I notice that. Why?"
She asks.
(Y/N): "I admire good craftsmanship, I'm very much intrigued by this design. You're a creative type."
I complimented, before I slashed up the security door using her blade, stepping through as I found various weapons. But in the middle on a stand I found what I needed.
(Y/N): "There you are."
I smile, grabbing my lightsaber. Igniting it with that relieving red blade extending out emitting that low hum that exhilarated me for that next imminent victorious fight. Handing Aleera back her hilt. She holstered it on her hip belt.
(Y/N): "Now, let's get out of here."
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