A Tale Of Two Evil's

Part 2 - Hurt

My eyes darted open, surveying the new room I was now in. It seemed to be of a nice quality unlike the former metallic room. There was a small window, showing nothing but a water source. My fears were realized, we were deep under an ocean but, where are we truely? I got to my feet, brushing off the sweat from my forehead. I couldnt remember much, only the interaction I had with The Second Sister. I was powerless to do anything to the former Jedi, it's almost like my powers were nonexistent. Those Purge Troopers didnt help but they could hardly be used as a viable excuse.

Her power seemed to be, a lot stronger than we last met. I never truely experienced fear like that since I came across the man, Lord Vader.

A couple of hours pass with nothing eventful happening. I found that odd, considering I'm the only one who the empire has that can open Cordova's Holocron. Maybe I'm looking too much into it, maybe I should try and go back to bed for a little bit. I took my own advice, climbing back into the small bed in the far ight of the room. My eyes shut, sweet tranquility washing over me.

(Shortly Later)

A loud noise creeped up to the door off my cell, waking me up in the process. I lift myself up from the bed rubbing my eyes slightly. It looked much darker outside from the small window.

As I turned to the door, two Purge Troopers entered with their blaster rifles pointed straight at me. I placed my hands in the air, slowly dropping myself to the ground, as the Troopers put cuffs on me. They yanked me to my feet, leading me outside of the chambers.

We walked for a while, passing many door and hallways. The two of them were silent throught the entire trip. I didnt say anything, mainly because I'd still not fully recovered from my injuries earlier.

They lead me to a door at the end of a longer hallway. One of them punched a code into a device near the door, allowing for it to open.

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No one's PoV

The two Troopers led Cal into a room, surrounded by a lava pit below. In the middle of the room stood a device. It wasnt any normal device however, it was a Jedi Torture device, just like the one Cal saw in Trilla and Cere's past. Fear washed over his body as the two Troopers fastened his hands and feet to the device. They both stepped away from the Jedi Knight, admiring their work.

"Look at the poor Jedi." One of them sad loudly, smiling behind the helmet. "Not so tough now are you?"

Cal stayed silent, not trying to feed into these two's ego. He had no idea what they were planning to do, and one wrong move could the two off.

"Tell The Second Sister we have the Jedi attached to the device. I'll stay here and keep watch." One of them barked

"Yes sir, right away sir." The other said, quickly leaving the room

The Purge Trooper made his way over to the door, turning to directly stare at Cal. Cal tried moving his hands and feet to no avail, he was truely trapped in this thing. Before long, the door to the room of death opened, revealing the other Purge Trooper, along with The Second Sister. They both entered the room, the former walking to join his fellow comrade near the door, while The Second Sister stood in front of Cal. Even under her mask, he could sense her staring directly at him, which scared him a little.

"You two, leave. I will take over from here." She says, slightly turning her helmet to look at the two.

Without saying a word, they left the room, leaving Cal and The Second Sister alone.

"What am I doing here? I already said i wont talk." Cal said angrily towards The Second Sister.

"It seems you've learned nothing from our encounter yesterday have you, Padawan?" She replies, avoid of emotion

"Knight. I'm a Jedi Knight."

The Second Sister laughs

"Ranks from an order that will cece to exist dont matter here. Besides Jedi Knight, you couldnt beat me even if you tried."

"I beat you before and I'll beat you again. Let me out of this thing and I'll prove it to you, Trilla!"

"As tempting as that sounds, you are no match for me. It would be like squishing an ant with my finger. Besides, I need you alive so I can earn the Emperors favor."

Cal rolled his eyes, reverting his gaze from The Inquisitor before him. The Second Sister's arrogance was starting to anger him. He thought in that moment before Vader appeared, she might have turned back to the light. Surprisingly, the Dark Lord merely ignored Trilla, allowing her to live so he could end Cal.

The Second Sister went over to a control panel next to the device Cal found himself in. He watched as she played with some of the nobs and switches on the panel. Feeling satisfied with her work, The Inquisitor took a step back from the panel, staring at Cal once more.

"I'm giving you one last chance Cal. Open Cordova's Holocron and this wont have to happen." She says calmly

Cal shook his head, returning Trilla's gaze upon him.

"I refuse." Cal replied

The Second Sister looks towards the ground for a brief second, before looking back up to Cal. She knew he was stubborn. He'd soon regret being stubborn in just a few short moments however.

"Stubborn Jedi. Your fate is sealed Cal, I tried to warn you." The Second Sister says, pressing a button on the device.

Within an instant, two folding metal plates, with electrical rods made there way towards Cal's chest. He closed his eyes, trying to brace himself for the pain and suffering ahead. However, his mental preparation was not enough as the two rods connected with his chest. Cal's eyes shot open as the metal connected with his skin. Immense pain overcame the Jedi Knight, his screams filling the room. The Second Sister simply watched Cal suffer, like she warned him about moments prior.

"Argghhhhahhhh." Cal screamed in agony.

The Second Sister pressed the button on the panel, stopping the device. Cal's head fell forward, the Jedi was unconscious. The pain was too much for him to bare, his body shutting itself down to prevent the young one from suffering any longer.

The Inquisitor left the room, as two normal Storm Troopers entered. They both released Cal from the machine, carrying him back to his cell.

(Several Hours Later....)

Cal awoke from his discomfort in his weirdly homey cell. The pain from that machine did enough damage to his chest. There were some burns, but mostly bruised blisters lined his chest. Oddly enough, being alone in that room made him feel...at ease. These last couple of days had been rough for the boy. He didnt want to give up, he wanted to keep fighting.

He got up from the bed, holding his chest in pain. To his surprise, near the door, layed a tray of food. He quickly ran over to the thing, eating it right there on the floor. It didnt matter what it was, to him it was food either way. He hadn't eaten since he'd gotten here. The tray consisted of a few slices of bread and a soft mixture.

After eating, he made his way over to the desk, sitting in the old worn out wooden chair. Along the desk layed a small book, and a couple of pens. He decided to draw an image of himself with his master, from when he was younger. He always thought back to the missions him and Master Tapal went on.

"Those were simpler time...Master." He said to himself, rubbing his eyes.

All of a sudden, the boy thought of something.

I need to find a way out of here.