Chapter 138 - Sith Assassin (1/2)
When Dageer woke up again, he found himself floating in the middle of a room. His legs, and his left arm were tied by anti-gravity locks. His right arm wasn't tied, but considering it was broken in at least two places, it might as well have been.
Groaning, he tried to move his body to look around the room, and found out that if he leaned to one side, the locks would move with him, and his whole body turned.
Next to him, seven other clones were chained just like him. Narza, Hilix, Dab, Metal, Brain, Tech and Berro. Thinking of what the woman said before he passed out, Dageer found it weird that Cell wasn't there. The first thing that came to his mind was that he had been killed. Cell had always been impulsive, and without Dageer to command him, he might have tried to fight back against the powerful woman.
”You are awake, sir.”
Tech saw Dageer moving, and turned slightly to talk to him. Dageer was about to ask what happened to Cell when he saw a warning on Tech's eyes, and swallowed his words. It was only when Tech turned back that Dageer saw the mysterious woman leaning against a wall.
Tech had used his body to cover the woman's view, and to stop Dageer from talking. Presumably, Tech knew that he would ask about Cell. It was a long shot, but Dageer thought that maybe, Cell was still alive, and had somehow escaped from the hunt for Hell Squad.
”Ohhh... you are awake! Had some good dreams, I hope?”
Smiling, the woman approached, walking slowly, almost hypnotically. She caressed Dageer's belly, chest, arms, neck, and finally his face. Although she was always smiling, Dageer felt a sense of danger bigger than any he had ever had.
Suddenly, her soft hand became hard, and she grabbed his cheeks. He struggled, but her hand remained unmoving.
”Now, what should I do with you?”
”Who are you? A jedi?”
Her hand moved so fast that none of the clones saw it. With a loud sound, a red handprint appeared on Dageer's face. His whole body shook from the impact, and he felt blood inside his mouth. Still, he kept his eyes locked onto hers.
”Don't... ever... compare me to those filthy animals. Or I will kill you.”
Blood started dripping from his mouth, but Dageer suddenly smiled. He liked the angry woman more than the cold and smiling one. At least he could read her better.
”Sorry... I shouldn't compare you with the jedis. They are honorable, and much better than you can ever be. So who are you? I never saw a Force wielding seppie.”
This time he really succeed in pissing off the woman. She turned around as if she was leaving, then punched not him, but Tech. His brother instantly passed out, but white foam trickled in the corners of his mouth.
”Tech!”
”Tech!”
Brain and Metal tried to free themselves, to no avail. When the woman turned to Dageer again, she had a smile on her face.
”My name is Asajj Ventress, clone. Make no mistake, if I could you would be dead already, just for talking back to me. Unfortunately for you, you might have some useful information. If you don't give it to me willing, I will have to take it my way. You will ask for me to kill you, sc.u.m.”
Giving Dageer a last stare, Ventress left the room. With a tacit understanding, the clones waited a few minutes, to make sure she wouldn't come back, or that anyone listening to them wasn't paying that much attention.
”How is Tech?”