Star Wars: A New Change

Chapter 82.

I woke up in some sort of cell on a cold metal bed. The room was bare except for the bed I was laying on. There was a door that shimmered with electricity, but I could see outside the room through it. It looked like I was in some kind of prison. Why would I be in a prison?

My hand subconsciously went to my belly. Was my baby okay? It didn't feel like anything was wrong, so that was a small relief.

"Hello? Is anyone there?" I called out, it was the only thing I could think to do.

"Well, well, well, you're finally awake." came a familiar voice. I felt shivers down my spine. I had never met him in person, but I'd know his voice anywhere.

"Dooku." I said looking around. I couldn't see him.

The door suddenly turned off and the Count walked in.

"So, you know who I am, why don't you tell me who you are." Count Dooku said calmly.

"What do you want from me?" I asked as calmly as I could.

"I want to know who you are. I want to know what makes you special." Dooku said studying me.

I used to like Dooku in the movies somewhat because I really liked the actor that played him, in real life though he was cold and terrifying.

"I don't know what you're talking about." I said.

"Come come now. I know you work for the Jedi, yet you are not one. You don't even have any Force powers. I also know that you work with the new Chancellor, yet you are no politician... Who. Are. You?" Dooku leaned towards me menacingly.

"I don't know. I just work for them. I help around the Jedi Temple as a cleaner. I happened to know Chancellor Amidala when she was young. We were friends and happened to reconnect. We found we had the same ideas and so we worked together." I told him.

"I have separatist sympathizers within the Jedi. You can't fool me." Dooku said.

"I know more about you than you think, and I think you know quite a bit about me... Somehow..." Dooku started walking around the room.

"Where did you come from, and don't bother lying because I'll know and you'll just regret it." Count Dooku threatened.

"I'm from earth." I said quietly.

"Earth?" Count Dooku raised an eyebrow. "And where might that be?"

"It's not in this universe. Not that I know of."

"Then how did you get here?" Dooku asked.

"I don't know." I whispered and he glared at me.

"Tell me!"

"I seriously don't know! One minute I was on earth and the next I was plummeting onto the desert sands of Tatooine. I swear to you. I never found out why." I cried. I didn't know what else to tell him. I had wondered myself for years what had happened.

Dooku watched me quietly. "How did you get to be with the Jedi?" he asked.

"They found me on Tatooine. Qui Gon find me and knew that I was different." I said and his brows rose in surprise.

"Qui Gon Jinn? That must have been very lucky for you." Dooku said.

I said nothing and waited for him to continue his interrogation.

"So Qui Gon brought you to the Jedi, did he, and they kept you after he died? Why is that? Why would the Jedi want to keep you around? Just because you're from some other planet?" Dooku sneered.

"I don't know why." I said.

"You're lying!" He roared and sent electricity out of his fingertips at me. I remembered the pain I felt in Servis, this was very much the same. I could handle it, but I wasn't sure if my baby could.