Rey POV:

I found a tracker chip in his hair. I suspected it was a resistance tracker, I was wrong.

I wake up slowly, gagged and chained on cave like walls sitting in dirt.

I look around me and everything is still blurry.

I lean my head against the wall. Bored.

I'd rather die here than in the hands of the resistance.

Hux POV:

I watch my men beat the shit out Ben Solo for hours now watching his nose bleed and blood drop from his mouth. He kept trying to get out of the chains, and I yet still have to figure out why he's desperate.

"That's enough" I tell them, after an hour of torture. I grab him by the neck and start slightly choking him. "Now, where are those codes?" I say sternly gritting my teeth.

He grunts trying to find his words. "What....codes....?"

"Don't you dare lie"

"I'm......not ly.....lyi....lying...." I'm not going to be able to anything out of this dick.

"Get the girl" I say still holding his neck, staring daggers into his eyes as he starts squirming again. I release my hold on his neck. 

"Take him back to his cell" I say to one of my men while putting his gag back on.

Shortly after they take him back to his cell, they bring in the girl. I motion my men to exit. She won't put up a fight.

I forced her hands up above her head and put them in the cuffs attached to chains that wrapped around a metal bar that supported the room. I take off her gag. "Let's do this less painfully alright. Where are the codes?"

"Why would you think I have them?" I slap her.

"Because I know who you are"

She keeps a straight face.

"Oh really? Then who am I?"

"You're Rey Kenobi, the only daughter of Tauren and Gina Kenobi, former First Order Agents and the best of the organization like you are with the resistance"

"I'm clearly not surprised you know all that, Armitage Hux."
"Then why did you want me to tell you who you were?"

"Let's just say the Resistance had its ways.
Why don't you release me now since we're old friends"

I walk closer to her.

"Old friends?" I start feel my voice raise. "You betrayed the first order--"

"If I remember correctly, I was kidnapped by the resistance when they attacked" she replied sternly.

I slap her in the face. She rolls her eyes. "Alright, if I have to force it out of you, I will"

Hux flailed the knife he was holding, ripping the fabric of my tank top. making a deep cut along my abdomen, howling as dark spots take over my vision. I could feel the fresh blood flowing from the gash. He flailed the knife again this time a light cut on my arm but blood still dripped.

He does this for about 10 minutes until I become unconscious.

To Be Continued........

A/N:

Not really great at describing what people do 🤷‍♀️