AN: If you did not read my warning at in the description of the story this story will contain spoilers for Rogue One so Read at your own risk.

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On a planet controlled by the empire a woman is in a cell there. She looks very beat up and tired. The woman is an old Jedi from the old order and was wanted by the empire purely because of the fact that she was a Jedi. Little does she know her world will be turned upside down today.

I wake up and sit up way to quickly. Pain shoots through my wrists as I sit up because of the cuffs that are locked on them. I cuss and rub my forest green eyes with my hands as best as I can.

Maybe I should start with who I am. I am Isabella Brees old Jedi of the republic and now Imperial prisoner. I trained under Master Mace Windu before the Clone Wars and went into hiding after the Clone Wars. I fought in the Clone Wars. It wasn't easy. I thought I would be dead after them but I survived. A few years ago I wasn't very careful when I was walking around a market on a planet controlled by the empire. I got captured and when they found out I was a Jedi I was sent to this prison. I have been here for 2 and a half years and have hated every bit of it.

Little did I know there is a group of rebel fighters getting ready to storm the prison to get me out. I sat in my cell on my bed waiting for the meager breakfast that the troopers would bring if I was lucky. If I wasn't lucky well I wouldn't be eating till dinner. I have lost a lot of weight in my time in this prison. I don't know what else the empire wants from me. They took my lightsaber the day I arrived because they had to confiscate all my weapons. I could use the force to get my way out but how far I could go I don't know. I tried to get out multiple times before without any luck because they would catch me before I even exited the hallway outside my cell. That's part of the reason why I am wearing such strict cuffs on my wrists.

A half hour passes and a couple of troopers walk by and slide a tray of food between the bars of my cell. The meal wasn't too exciting it was a bowl of gruel and a cup of water. I eat the food and slide the tray back out through the bars. I sit back down on my hard cot of a bed and start to meditate because I have nothing better to do. I move my wrists and chains clink and clank. Oh I forgot to mention the fact that I have a chain going between the cuffs and the floor.

The day passes by very, very slowly and I am sitting there doing nothing other than meditating. I hear a big commotion outside my cell and a lot of gunfire. I stand up and look outside my cell trying to see what is going on. A bunch of troopers run by in a hurry and I stand back knowing that I shouldn't be up against the bars. A few minutes later I see the troopers fall back and then eventually fall down dead. I back up against the wall shocked. A couple of rebellion soldiers run up and open my cell. "Who are you guys?"

"We are with the rebellion. We are here to get you out". A young man with dark brown hair and dark brown eyes says.

"That's good to know. They took my lightsaber I can't shoot and last I checked I still have cuffs on my wrists".

"You mean this?" The young man holds out a silver stick that I recognize immediately as my lightsaber. I nod saying that it is what I meant. "I found this thing lying around a storage room. I had no idea what it was but I thought it was important so I took it".

"Thank you. It is important. That is my weapon that they confiscated from me over two years ago".

"Your welcome". He takes out a small wire from one of his pockets and sets to work on taking off my cuffs. After a few minutes he manages to pick the lock on them and gets them off. I rub my wrists and grab my saber and holster it on my waist.

"Lets get out of here. I have had enough of this prison for a lifetime". The man nods and we head out. I see a lot of dead stormtroopers as I walk out. He escorts me away from my cell and eventually away from the prison. When we reach the ship that he flew in on I get surrounded by rebels. I hold out my wrists expecting more cuffs to be put on them and when that doesn't happen I relax a little. They escort me onto the ship and then go about their business. I relax for the first time in a long time with out the worry of having the empire watching my every move. The young man from before walks up. "May I sit here?" he asks motioning to the empty seat next to me.

"You may sit there. I don't have any control over where you sit".

"Thank you. I am Lieutenant Cassian Andor of the rebellion".

"Nice to meet you Lieutenant Andor. I guess you already know who I am since you were sent on a mission to rescue me".

"Please just call me Cassian. Your a Jedi. That much I know. I don't know your name".

"I'm Isabella. Or prisoner number 2569 if you were part of the empire".

"Nice to meet you. I don't believe in the force. I believe that it and I have different agendas".

"That's fine. I have met many non believers before. Thank you for getting me out".

"Your welcome".

"Where are we headed?"

"We are taking you to the rebel base on Yavin 4".

"Okay thanks".

I watch the ship jump into hyperspace wondering what's going to happen to me when we reach Yavin 4.