It had been a week since the interrogation with Amaro and Seraphina hadn’t seen him since. She couldn’t face her former friend, so the general had let others handle the questioning with the Sith lord, but none of them were successful.
Seraphina had done her best to avoid telling her friends about the memories and the horrible truth about Amaro. She didn’t know how her friends would react. Amber wasn’t happy and knew something had happened to Seraphina after her “talk” with Amaro. She had taken her anger out on the blaster targets in the training room. Nathan had spent his time meditating and training with the Force and his saber.
Seraphina had been told that Amaro would only answer to her and the general had been trying to get her to go back to his cell but she refused. She couldn’t face Josh– No, Amaro, she told herself. Josh was dead.
A week later, Seraphina couldn’t hold in her frustration any longer. She needed to hit something so she grabbed her lightsaber and made her way to the training room. The general had been kind enough to provide her and Nathan with the droids they would use to help work with lightsabers. She powered one of them up and activated her lightsaber. She closed her eyes and reached out with the Force. She deflected the blasts with her saber without opening her eyes.
After three minutes, she turned the droid off. She needed to get her anger out but there was nothing she could hit without worrying about what the general would think.
Someone cleared their throat behind her and she spun around to see Nathan casually leaning against the wall, arms crossed. “Need a sparring partner?”
Seraphina nodded and waited until Nathan activated his lightsaber before engaging him in combat. He blocked her attack easily and let her come at him. She realized his tactic a little too late. Right when she was running out of energy, he began to attack her. She was too tired to attack him and the only thing she could do was block his strikes. He moved gracefully with every swipe. His lightsaber created a yellow arc with every move before it crashed into her lightsaber, creating a white spark and turning the area between them a shade of green.
Seraphina made the mistake of attempting to stab him. He grabbed her wrist and knocked her lightsaber out of her hand before pinning her to the wall with his lightsaber at her throat. The heat scalded her skin and she looked Nathan in the eye, showing him that she wasn’t going to be beaten that easily. He raised an eyebrow. Seraphina opened her hand for her lightsaber. When it reached her hand, she brought the blue beam to life between them and Nathan backed away to avoid getting cut. Seraphina was now free from the wall and moved towards Nathan, lightsaber humming in her hand.
They continued their fight for several more minutes. Neither seemed to be winning as they clashed again and again. They stopped for a few minutes to catch their breath before going at it again. They finally stopped when an officer cleared his throat.
“Miss Skywalker, the general would like you to interrogate Amaro again.” He said.
Seraphina shook her head. “I told the general that I would not interrogate him anymore.”
“Let me rephrase that.” The officer said. “He has ordered you to interrogate him.”
Seraphina rolled her eyes but knew that she wouldn’t get out of this one. “Fine,” she sighed. “Just let me shower and change first.”
Nathan joined Seraphina as she walked towards her room. “Do you want me to come with you when you go to see Amaro?”
Seraphina shook her head. “I’ll be fine. It’s just…the last time I did it was…shocking.” Nathan remained quiet for the rest of the walk and when Seraphina reached her room, she hurried inside. She took her time in the shower and in doing her hair in its usual braid. After dressing in her usual cream colored Jedi robes, she slowly made her way towards Amaro’s cell, dreading the interrogation.
Amaro could sense when Seraphina was approaching. Her Force-signature was incredibly strong and bright. The other people who had been sent to question him had gotten on his nerves and he had Force choked them. They would have died had someone not injected him with a sleeping toxin. He had passed out for what he assumed to be a few hours. He was glad it would be Seraphina confronting him with questions this time.
While Amaro wouldn’t admit it, he was happy Seraphina was coming closer. Not seeing her in a week had been torture for him. While he had gone four years without seeing her, once he realized that she was alive, he began to remember her. He was struggling to fight down the feelings that rose up every time he saw or thought of her; the way she brushed the hair behind her ear, her contagious smile, infectious laugh, the way she lit up a room when she walked in no matter the situation, her light…
Stop! Amaro told himself. She’s trying to find out answers for the First Order. She is my enemy.
He looked up and almost smiled when he saw Seraphina standing right outside his cell. When the barrier dissolved and she stepped in, it was like her light slammed into him full force. The light was sickening, yes, but it was also something that Amaro didn’t want to see go away.
She sat down in one of the two chairs. Amaro studied her before rising from his cot in the corner to sit across from her. Her wet hair was pulled into a tight braid. She still wore the cream colored Jedi robes that she always wore. With her hair back, it allowed Amaro to see her eyes; eyes that were the color of a clear sky; perfectly blue.
“We’ve received intel that the First Order is making their way towards us. What are they planning?” she asked.
Amaro looked into her eyes. “I have no idea.”
Seraphina scanned his face, her eyes meeting his jade green ones. She seemed to sense that he was telling the truth. “Where are the First Order bases located?”
Amaro resisted the urge to chuckle. “And why, Seraphina, would I tell you that? You won’t even tell me what planet I’m imprisoned on.”
Seraphina glared at him. “That’s to protect the people of the Resistance. Fine, if you won’t talk, then I guess we’re done here.”
She stood to go but Amaro seized her wrist making her look at him, then down to her wrist which was locked in Amaro’s grip, and then back at Amaro. “What do you want?”
“Besides my freedom?” Amaro asked. “The end of the Resistance.” And you. He thought.
Seraphina rolled her eyes. “Like either of those things is going to happen. You’ll remain in this cell and the Resistance will continue to fight.” She tried to get her wrist out of his grasp but to no avail.
Amaro stood up, still keeping his hand locked around her wrist. When he stood she had to look up slightly to meet his gaze while he had to look down. She attempted to punch him in hopes that that would surprise him long enough for him to release her but instead he caught her other wrist and slammed her into the wall. Her head spun from the impact and her vision was fuzzy.
Here she was pinned against the wall for the second time that day. The grip around her wrists tightened and Amaro leaned closer to her. She glared at him as an explosion shook the building. Neither paid it any attention as they focused on each other; both of them not willing to lose this staring contest.
“You’ve lost, Skywalker.” Amaro whispered in Seraphina’s ear. Her eyes widened as she stared at him.
“What do you mean?” she asked.
A Resistance pilot ran towards the cell, a blaster clutched in his hand. Once the barrier dissolved, he began walking towards them, but Amaro paid him no attention. “Don’t you see, Seraphina? There is no way your Resistance can withstand an onslaught by the First Order.” Another explosion shook the structure and Seraphina realized what was going on.
The pilot raised the blaster but not at Amaro. At her. “I apologize, Seraphina.” Amaro said to her, eyes never leaving hers. “But you won’t be conscious for this fight.” Amaro stepped away and the pilot shot her with the blaster. Tingling pain rippled through her body before she sank to her knees and collapsed.
Amaro caught Seraphina before her head hit the ground. He looked at the pilot behind him. “You didn’t kill her, did you?” he asked angrily.
The pilot shook his head. “I made sure it was set to stun. I know what the consequences are for disobeying your orders. And you specifically said, ‘I want her alive.’ Though she will wake up with a terrible headache.”
Amaro only nodded as he scooped up Seraphina into his arms and stood up. He watched her chest rise and fall in an even rhythm before making his way out into the hallway. No other Resistance officers and pilots were in the hall. Turning to the pilot, he asked, “Did you grab the helmet?”
“Yes, sir,” the pilot said, picking up Amaro’s helmet and handing it to him.
Amaro put the helmet on and then continued down the hall towards the hanger. He poked his head out into the hanger and scanned the area. Nobody appeared to be in it. He quickly made his way over to a shuttle and climbed in. After setting Seraphina gently down in one of the passenger seats, he sat in the co-pilot’s chair and the man who helped him escape sat in the pilot’s seat and directed them out of the base.
“What planet were we on?” Amaro asked.
“D’Qar,” the pilot answered.
“Take us to the First Order.” Amaro ordered and watched as they soared into space. Looming over them were several First Order Star Destroyers. TIE fighters had been sent out to handle the Resistance, providing Amaro with the perfect distraction to escape. He glanced over at Seraphina where she still slept peacefully. He felt himself breathe out a sigh as their ship landed in the hangar of the massive Destroyer.
Amaro stood and lifted Seraphina yet again. Once the ramp had lowered, he stepped off. He had done it. He had captured what he had been chasing for the past few weeks. And nothing was going to separate him from Seraphina again.
Author’s Note
We made it to Chapter 10! This is the farthest I have ever made it in working on stories. I have been updating as much as possible and usually that is several times a week.
I apologize for the shortness of this chapter. To be honest, I am better at writing Seraphina’s point of view than other’s perspectives. What did you guys think of that Resistance pilot that helped Amaro escape? Let me know what your thoughts are!
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