Heyo, human beings from outer space!
I wrote half of this yesterday and then I got distracted. I swear that I am one of the most easily distracted human beings that I've ever met. Aside from one of my friends. That child, I swear--
Anywayyyy, day three prompt is muzzled, so yeah. I'm going to try to get caught up today while I have still downtime. I won't get a weekend for like three weeks after today, boohoo.
Read on if you dare.
"Commander Tano? Commander, wake up."
Ahsoka groaned at the distant-sounding voice and the vague prodding at her shoulders.
"Come on, kid, come back to me."
Ahsoka's eyes fluttered open and she blinked against the dim lights. She could feel the cold, damp stone beneath her and realized how badly her head hurt. When her sense of smell returned to her, Ahsoka choked on the stench of mold and all sorts of other nasty scents.
"Yeah, I know. It smells like a bantha's butt hole in here, just try to breathe, okay?"
Ahsoka furrowed her brow and tried to prop herself up. "Cody..."
"No, stay down, kid. You got hit in the head pretty hard and I don't want you passing out on me again," Cody said, pushing her back against the cold ground.
"Cody..."
"Yeah?"
"How do you know what a bantha's butt hole smells like?"
Cody chuckled. "Glad you're feeling okay, kid."
"Where are we anyway? Do you know?" Ahsoka asked. "And do you know how long we've been out?"
"Other than a Seppie prison, I've got no clue. And all I know is that you were out for a few more minutes than I was," Cody said. "But I'm pretty sure we were the only ones who were captured."
"That's good news," Ahsoka said. "Help will be here soon then, right?"
"Should be," Cody said.
Ahsoka shut her eyes to feel for Anakin or Obi-Wan. They weren't anywhere near, which was both good news and bad news at the same time. They weren't captured and being held like she and Cody were, but that also meant the rescue party wasn't close to finding them yet.
"Stay with me kid, don't go to sleep," Cody said.
"Relax, I'm just feeling for Anakin and Master Kenobi," Ahsoka assured him, opening her eyes. "Can I sit up now? I think I'm awake enough."
"Sure." Cody helped Ahsoka sit up with her back against the wall and Ahsoka flinched at the feeling of the cold wetness against her back. "You hurtin' too much?"
"No, just gross. I hope our party comes soon or I might throw up," Ahsoka said. "This is really nasty."
"And you puking your guts up will be even nastier, so how about you keep all that intact, yeah?" Cody said.
Ahsoka laughed. "Okay, fine."
A wave of pain passed through Ahsoka and she crumped her face.
"Keep your guts inside of you, please," Cody said.
"I'm fine," Ahsoka breathed. "Not sick."
"Well, that's good because–"
"Shh," Ahsoka hissed "I hear something." Her eyes darted around the prison cell as she listened intensively. She could hear distant thudding– the falling of someone's feet against the ground. "Someone's coming."
Cody crouched on his heels, ready for anyone dangerous who came in and Ahsoka readjusted herself against the wall, despite the clone's requests for her to stay put.
The large door to the cell scraped open, metal against stone, to reveal a heavy man with two droids at his side. They all stepped in and a barred gate slid down from the top of the arch to replace the solid door.
"Greetings, Republic scum," said the man. "I see you've gotten yourselves moving again. Good, now you'll serve your purposes perfectly."
Ahsoka glared at him. "We're not doing anything for you."
"You say that now, but will it last, hm?" the man said. "We'll start with the clone. He'll be a nice warm-up for us to get ready for you, Jedi."
"You're not touching him," Ahsoka snapped. "Don't you dare!"
"Oh, I dare." The man snapped and pointed at Cody and the two droids advanced toward the clone.
Ahsoka sprung from her spot on the floor, despite the pressure it put on her skull, and slammed into one of the droids. She took the other one out just as quickly and crushed them both with the Force. Her eyes darted back to the man and she bore her teeth with a feral growl.
"My, my, what heroics. They won't last long," said the man in the doorway.
Ahsoka thrust out her hand and with a flick of her wrist, sent the man flying to the wall. She marched across the cell and made sure he could see the sharpness of her feigns and the danger in her eyes.
"How brave and wild of you, child," the man said, his voice far too calm. Something was wrong. "If you chose to behave this way, very well. You'll be treated appropriately according to how you act."
Ahsoka didn't so much as blink, keeping the intimidating connection against the man. He was scared, she could feel it, but he hid it well.
"If you wish to act feral, then we'll treat you like an animal. Droids!" The man snapped loudly, and several more commando droids clanked their way into view, opened the door, and flooded the cell. Ahsoka heard Cody yell from across the cell and she dropped the man. She whirled and tried to push the droids away, successfully crushing only a few. There were too many of them and they'd already gotten their metal fingers around Cody.
Ahsoka jumped at them, trying everything could, but they knocked her to the floor and pinned her there. She grunted and struggled against them, but it was no use. The man appeared over her and she hissed.
"Take this silly little one to CC 348. Oh, and get her a muzzle, please. This little animal can't seem to keep its jaw together."
"You can't do that," Ahsoka cried, freeing a hand only to have it clamped down again.
"My dear little pet," the man leaned so close to Ahsoka that she could feel and smell his foul breath poofing over her face. "I can do whatever I want to do. And do you know why? Because you're in my prison now." He made a signal to a droid standing next to him. The droid stepped forward and stapped something into Ahsoka's lekku.
Ahsoka hissed. Cody cried out.
Everything went black.
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When Ahsoka reopened her eyes to a new cell, the pain shot through her right away and she struggled to keep her breathing even. Her entire body throbbed violently as if a giant sledgehammer thudded down on her and rewound just to do it again.
Ahsoka groaned and tried to roll over, but she found chains restricting that movement. Her eyes darted around frantically at the realization. She felt her hands along her jawline and up to her nose.
She'd actually been muzzled. A real kriffing muzzle.
Ahsoka shifted herself over enough to move off of her arm, which had lost circulation. Both her wrists were chained along with both her ankles, but the worst part was the muzzle and the collar.
The muzzle stopped her from so much as opening her mouth and she could barely breathe. Ahsoka had worn shock collars before, though, yet this one was not a shock collar. It instead had sharp spikes that prevented her from moving her head much.
That fat man hadn't been kidding when they said they'd treat her like an animal.
Ahsoka didn't know what to do. She didn't know what she could do. She could barely move, let alone do much of everything else.
She didn't even know where Cody was.
Ahsoka was in a new cell, one worse than the last. It was darker, smellier, and wetter in this one. Ahsoka could smell it through the muzzle, and that was saying something since she could hardly breathe.
She passed out a few minutes later.
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Word Count: 1,263
Published: February 5, 2023
Someone is practicing piano in the other room and I'm typing to the beat of the song. That was irrelevant.
The next chapter will be a continuation of this one, so the ending is pretty open. I actually wrote a 500 word ending and then deleted it two seconds ago so yeah. I published it twice.
Requests are open feel free to make a comment or message me if you have any ideas.
Bye, peoples!