The Trace Which Remains
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Star Wars (All) › General
Rating:
Adult ++
Chapters:
25
Views:
4,139
Reviews:
42
Recommended:
0
Currently Reading:
1
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... losing the treasure...
Chapter 10: ... losing the treasure...
"You may not proceed." The rifle-wielding guard's manner was abrupt, and halted Leia and
Severeth in their tracks. Shocked, Leia glared.
"I am this prisoner's arbiter. I am here with authorization from High Command and Mon
Mothma. On what authority do you refuse me passage?"
"The prisoner has attempted to escape. No person may be permitted into the cell."
"Let me see the security recordings."
"Negative, ma'am."
Her hackles raised, Leia resisted the urge to shove her fists in the guard's face. "I am here to see my client. Either show me the tapes or let me in, or I shall have to report you for obstruction of justice."
She could swear that a hint of a sneer crept its way over the guard's face. "Princess, we are guarding a 'person' that has been classified as hazardous material, a weapon of mass
destruction, and a threat to all life. The prisoner's classification has been changed to reflect this."
"Then patch me through via com."
"There is no com in his cell."
Something was wrong here. "I'm talking to High Command about this. I was not informed of
any change of status."
The guard waved her away. "Then move along."
****
Severeth could count on one hand the times he had seen anyone as angry as Organa was at
that moment. As they left the cell bay, she hurled the package of clothing she was carrying at the wall at a speed comparable to that of a smashball thrown by a champ. "What the hell is going on?" she demanded.
"It seems that there is a bit of a discrepancy between HC's view of justice... and the view of the guards." Severeth gathered the clothing, and sniffed. "One of my patients is getting sick because of that prisoner's mistreatment. Your brother is very empathically tuned with him."
Organa grew pale. "Luke's sick?"
With a curt nod, Severeth added, "We should probably confer with him. I'm not very good with sensing intent. The Jedi might be able to help us figure out the source of Vader's
mistreatment."
"Sounds like the best idea to me."
But when they reached Severeth's office, Skywalker was nowhere to be found.
****
Luke coughed as he stumbled to the floor, dizzy from the chill and his injuries. One of the masked men kicked him in the side, grunting, "Get the hell up."
Fuming, Luke asked, "What am I being arrested for?"
"Imperial collaboration, defection, and treason."
Luke's jaw dropped. Treason? "Has anyone chosen to be my arbiter?" He sensed a collective
snicker of derision.
"You won't have one, Sithspawn. Now shut up and move!"
Sithspawn. So they knew! He continued to march, as they grabbed his wrists- bound behind
his back, and none too gently at that- and shoved him forward. He had beeen quite surprised when four masked guards- behaving more like assassins than Alliance guards- had barged into Severeth's office and shoved him to the ground.
Was this all to hurt his father?
****
Anakin sensed a wave of fear rush from his son, as he sat, shivering, starving, in his blank cell.
****
Leia and Severeth stared at each other as the realization dawned on them both. "It's been
leaked!"
Severeth groaned, and muttered, "This is NOT a good day to fuck with me, Force!"
"We have to tell Mon!"
"No time! We have to save his ass!" Severeth grabbed Leia by the shoulders, and stared
straight into her eyes. For the first time, she noticed they were blue- odd, almost exactly like-
"If they know who he is, then you're in danger, too. They're probably doing it to take revenge. If we don't find Skywalker, then who knows what they plan to do to him!"
Nodding, Leia took off at a run, with the physician hot on her heels.
****
The guards took Luke through a series of corridors in Home One's undersection, until they
reached a place that almost looked like a supply closet. Luke shuddered, as he realized that they weren't imprisoning him-
-they were going to torture him.
As the closet's door whirred open, two more guards, snickering nastily, grabbed him and
threw him to the floor. All six of them trained their rifles straight at him, and one of them knelt, grabbing Luke by the throat.
"We're gonna do this quick-like, traitor. And you ain't gonna do a thing about it."
One of the guards pulled a rusty dagger from his belt, and Luke trembled with terror as it
approached his throat...
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"You may not proceed." The rifle-wielding guard's manner was abrupt, and halted Leia and
Severeth in their tracks. Shocked, Leia glared.
"I am this prisoner's arbiter. I am here with authorization from High Command and Mon
Mothma. On what authority do you refuse me passage?"
"The prisoner has attempted to escape. No person may be permitted into the cell."
"Let me see the security recordings."
"Negative, ma'am."
Her hackles raised, Leia resisted the urge to shove her fists in the guard's face. "I am here to see my client. Either show me the tapes or let me in, or I shall have to report you for obstruction of justice."
She could swear that a hint of a sneer crept its way over the guard's face. "Princess, we are guarding a 'person' that has been classified as hazardous material, a weapon of mass
destruction, and a threat to all life. The prisoner's classification has been changed to reflect this."
"Then patch me through via com."
"There is no com in his cell."
Something was wrong here. "I'm talking to High Command about this. I was not informed of
any change of status."
The guard waved her away. "Then move along."
****
Severeth could count on one hand the times he had seen anyone as angry as Organa was at
that moment. As they left the cell bay, she hurled the package of clothing she was carrying at the wall at a speed comparable to that of a smashball thrown by a champ. "What the hell is going on?" she demanded.
"It seems that there is a bit of a discrepancy between HC's view of justice... and the view of the guards." Severeth gathered the clothing, and sniffed. "One of my patients is getting sick because of that prisoner's mistreatment. Your brother is very empathically tuned with him."
Organa grew pale. "Luke's sick?"
With a curt nod, Severeth added, "We should probably confer with him. I'm not very good with sensing intent. The Jedi might be able to help us figure out the source of Vader's
mistreatment."
"Sounds like the best idea to me."
But when they reached Severeth's office, Skywalker was nowhere to be found.
****
Luke coughed as he stumbled to the floor, dizzy from the chill and his injuries. One of the masked men kicked him in the side, grunting, "Get the hell up."
Fuming, Luke asked, "What am I being arrested for?"
"Imperial collaboration, defection, and treason."
Luke's jaw dropped. Treason? "Has anyone chosen to be my arbiter?" He sensed a collective
snicker of derision.
"You won't have one, Sithspawn. Now shut up and move!"
Sithspawn. So they knew! He continued to march, as they grabbed his wrists- bound behind
his back, and none too gently at that- and shoved him forward. He had beeen quite surprised when four masked guards- behaving more like assassins than Alliance guards- had barged into Severeth's office and shoved him to the ground.
Was this all to hurt his father?
****
Anakin sensed a wave of fear rush from his son, as he sat, shivering, starving, in his blank cell.
****
Leia and Severeth stared at each other as the realization dawned on them both. "It's been
leaked!"
Severeth groaned, and muttered, "This is NOT a good day to fuck with me, Force!"
"We have to tell Mon!"
"No time! We have to save his ass!" Severeth grabbed Leia by the shoulders, and stared
straight into her eyes. For the first time, she noticed they were blue- odd, almost exactly like-
"If they know who he is, then you're in danger, too. They're probably doing it to take revenge. If we don't find Skywalker, then who knows what they plan to do to him!"
Nodding, Leia took off at a run, with the physician hot on her heels.
****
The guards took Luke through a series of corridors in Home One's undersection, until they
reached a place that almost looked like a supply closet. Luke shuddered, as he realized that they weren't imprisoning him-
-they were going to torture him.
As the closet's door whirred open, two more guards, snickering nastily, grabbed him and
threw him to the floor. All six of them trained their rifles straight at him, and one of them knelt, grabbing Luke by the throat.
"We're gonna do this quick-like, traitor. And you ain't gonna do a thing about it."
One of the guards pulled a rusty dagger from his belt, and Luke trembled with terror as it
approached his throat...
*****************************
Please let me know what you think! You can email me at the_skywolves@yahoo.com .