[Quick author's note: this chapter is happening while Kanan and the others are looking for Ingrid and Ezra. In other words, these events are corresponding with the events that happened in the previous chapter.]

Captured

Ingrid's POV

When I opened my eyes, I saw that it was very dark and it was very cold. I didn't like this feeling. My head was spinning. And then I remembered what had happened. Ezra and I had been in town, the Inquisitor showed up, they fought, we had been captured by the Empire.

I groaned and slowly sat up. I looked around my dark cell. I was alone. Ezra was no where to be found. They must've been holding him in another cell.

Great. So I was on my own then.

But I wasn't on my own for very long. The door to my cell suddenly slid open, revealing two stormtroopers on the other side. They each had blasters.

"Come with us." One said. I didn't move. So, they came down into the cell and grabbed my arms, yanking me up.

They shoved me out of the cell and down the hallway of the detention level. I assumed we were on a star destroyer, but I couldn't tell for sure.

We came to a door at the end of the hall. This must be where they're holding Ezra...

The troopers opened the door and shoved me inside. We were in a cell, but it was larger and had various weapons hanging on the walls. It was a torture room.

"Ah, Miss Krystal, I'm so glad that you could join us." The Inquisitor's voice bounced off the walls and then he stepped into the light. He was as pale and as demonic looking as ever. I shivered as he approached me.

"Where is Ezra?" I found the courage to speak.

"I'm so glad that you asked." The Inquisitor smirked. I heard a moan come from a dark corner and the Inquisitor nodded to a storm trooper who walked over and dragged Ezra from out of the shadows. He looked like he had been beaten and tortured.

"Ezra!" I exclaimed. I rushed over to them, and I'm surprised that they didn't try to stop me. I knelt down next to him. He opened his eyes and smiled a bit when he saw me. "What did he do to you?" I asked, shocked.

"Nothing I can't handle." Ezra replied. A trooper grabbed me and pulled me away from him.

The Inquisitor pulled his lightsaber out and ignited it. He pointed it at Ezra. "Don't touch him!" I yelled.

"If he refuses to turn," said the Inquisitor. "then he will suffer."

"EZRA!"

***

He made me watch as he tortured him. As he used his lightsaber to cut his face... his chest... everywhere. I turned away. He used the Force to invade his mind and hurt him from there, too. I hated him.

I glared at the Inquisitor. "What do you want with us?" I demanded.

"Well, what I want with your friend is quite obvious, I want to take him on as my apprentice." The Inquisitor said. "But he has refused me so far."

"And... and me?" I asked.

"You are here to help me." He replied.

"Help you? You've got to be kidding me. I would never help you." I snarled.

"Well, this obviously isn't working," The Inquisitor said, referring to torturing Ezra. "Perhaps if I took a new approach..."

"What are you talking about?" I asked, I could feel my fear getting the better of me. The Inquisitor smirked. His cold gaze gave me shivers that ran up my spine. I knew exactly what he was talking about.

Torturing Ezra hadn't worked, so he figured... torturing me would. I stumbled backwards a little and bumped into a trooper, who grabbed my arms and held them behind my back. I began to struggle. "D-don't you t-touch her!" Ezra growled.

"I won't have to, my dear boy, if you agree to becoming my apprentice and turning to the Dark Side." The Inquisitor told him.

"I w-won't turn!" Ezra said.

"Then I am going to have to harm her." The Inquisitor said.

"Don't listen to him, Ezra." I said.

"Hold her." The Inquisitor ordered. The trooper who had my arms pinned behind my back tightened his grip. I yelped.

"Don't hurt her!" Ezra said. The Inquisitor held his lightsaber up, but didn't ignite it. Instead, he placed it on his back and held his hand up to my face. I could feel the pain inside of my head. He was using the Force. I squeezed my eyes shut and tried not to think about the pain, but it was impossible.

I cried out in pain, but no relief came from that scream. I opened my eyes again and I could feel the tears beginning to well up in my eyes. They began to stream down my face like a waterfall. I yelled again.

He stopped and my knees buckled. I collapsed to the floor, gripping my head. I felt like I was going to throw up. My vision was blurry. I saw Ezra trying to sit up.

"Are you going to turn now, boy?" The Inquisitor grabbed Ezra's face and lifted him to his knees. I saw Ezra glanced at me. I shook my head.

"No." Ezra said sternly. The Inquisitor scowled and let go to Ezra, who fell to the floor.

"Maybe you need a bit more motivation." The Inquisitor said as he walked back over to me. He held his hand up again and this time pain shot through my entire body. I fell on to my back and then started screaming. I arched my back. I couldn't let Ezra turn.

"I can take it!" I cried, letting him know that he shouldn't let this get to him.

"Oh, can you now?" The Inquisitor asked. The pain suddenly increased spontaneously. I screamed again. The pain was unreal. I couldn't believe how much pain I was in- and he hadn't even touched me. He stopped and I started breathing heavily. "How about now, Ezra Bridger?" He asked.

"D-don't do it." I muttered.

"Ezra... if you're there, please, say something." I heard Kanan's voice. What? How could I hear his voice?

There was silence again. But after a while...

"Ezra, please!" Kanan said. The Inquisitor walked over to me and held his hand up again. I was going to try something...

Maybe if I could hear Kanan, he could hear me...

The pain started again. I screamed, but in my head, I practically screamed:

"KANAN!"

[Dun dun dunnnnnnnn! Ingrid can hear Kanan in her head! What does this mean?? If you're smart (which I know all of you are) you can figure it out. Heh heh heh...

~Allthemfanfics]