When Sam woke up, she found herself in another dark place, but she was not alone. She heard someone whisper to her in a language she could not understand.
Sam whispered back, “Where am I?”
The same voice answered, but in the language Sam spoke in, “You are in the Cyax star system.”
Sam stated that she was Captain Samantha Carter from the United States Air Force.
The voice asked with excitement, “From Earth?”
“Yes I am from that planet.”
Sam was hoping dearly that she had a chance to be rescued, but it was not so.
The voice stated in the utmost dread, “Oh my. You are in great danger.”
“Why am I here?”
“I think an introduction is in order. My name is Skyma Talle. I am a Twi'lek and a Jedi Knight, or was before the Clone Wars.”
“What is a Jedi Knight?”
“That is another story. Please listen to me, your Highness.”
Sam replied in shock, “What did you call me?”
“I might have said too much. My job as a Jedi Knight was to....”
All of a sudden the cell doors opened. The light blinded everyone. Sam was able to get a very quick view of what Skyma Talle looked like before the nonhuman guards took her away.
She asked the guards, “Where are you....”
Before she had the chance to finish her question, one of the guards pressed a button on a hand device. Sam immediately screamed in complete agony. She felt every part of her body in complete and total pain beyond anything she had ever experienced.
The guard pressed the button again, and left with Skyma.
There was a microchip in back of Sam's neck that allowed her to only experience severe pain all over her body without any physical damage to her body.
Sam started to cry. “Why am I here? Why is this happening to me?”
All of a sudden the same feelings she had at Stargate Command came to her with intensification. Sam was overwhelmed by self-doubt and self-pity.
A voice came to Sam's head. It was from Skyma.
Sam thought she lost her mind, but what Skyma said reassured her, “Hold on Sam. You are strong. You will make it.”
The next thing Sam heard was not in her head. It was Skyma screaming.
A voice spoke. Sam could not understand the language, but there was another voice that she could understand. “Let this be a reminder. Anyone else not following the rules will die as this miserable life did.”
Sam's heart sank. She knew it was Skyma. She was ever so terrified she could be next, since she did not know how things were done on this world.
Sam dismissed what Skyma called her. Sam knew she was not royalty. “If I were, being here would not give me any chance of finding out.”
When food was given to all of them, the only way to eat was to eat like an animal. The food was not given to them on plates; it was poured in large containers in the floor from outside of the cell. Everyone had to fight to get enough food.
Seeing that Sam was far too frightened to eat, another Twi'lek helped her by cupping what food she could get in her hands. The Twi'lek walked over to Sam. She ate the food.
She was about to throw up on what was given to her.
The Twi'lek said, “You will get use to eating this...I would like to call it slop, but I do not want to call it any good names.”
The only response Sam gave was getting nauseated. The Twi'lek rubbed her hands on the ground. She sat down beside the new cell mate.
Sam asked bitterly, “Want to sit by me? The last one of your kind was instantly killed.”
The Twi'lek replied gently, “Sam, whatever happens to any of us, please remember it is not your fault.”
Sam replied in a crying voice, “I cannot help it. I am attached to the helpless.”
“If you do not start to detach, you will go out of your mind.”
Sam changed the subject by asking, “What is a Jedi Knight?”
“Not much these days. There use to be a great number of them before the Clone Wars. I have heard murmurs that they are starting back.”
Sam asked again in frustration, “But what are they?”
She answered with a smile, “I do not know all that much. I do know they have the ability to control the Force.”
“The Force?”
“The Force is an energy field generated by all living things. It surrounds and penetrates everything, binding the galaxy together.”
Sam stated in deep depression, “If these Jedi Knights are so few, it seems we have no hope.”
“Sam, there is always hope.”
Sam said with total helplessness, “Not for me.”
She told the Twi'lek what had happened to her so far.
The Twi'lek did not say anything. If she did, it would not change Sam's mind.
Sam was starting to feel more that she will not go back home to see her friends or her father again. She started to cry. All of a sudden the guards opened the cell door. They came in to grab her.
She started to scream hysterically.
One of the guards pressed a button on his belt. Sam screamed in complete pain. After the guard pressed the button again, She was dragged out along the hard, slimy malodorous floor.
She was finally brought to a room.
A mechanical humanoid droid commanded Sam to get undressed.
She replied, “What?!?”
The droid pressed a button on his console. She fell to the ground screaming in pain once again.
After pressing the same button to stop her from screaming, the droid said, “Disobey again, and I will let the torture last longer.”
She immediately got undressed.
“Step in the sonic shower.”
“The Sonic shower?”
“Step inside the large disk on the floor near you.”
She did as she was told. The droid pressed another button and energy came down on her. She realized it was cleaning her. She did not know the last time she was clean. After a few minutes, the droid turned the sonic shower off.
The droid said, “Hurry and get dress.” The droid pointed to where the clothes were located.
The droid said, “You will be carried away if you are clothed or not. How fast you dress is what you will be wearing from this point forward.”
She got dressed very quickly. It was seconds after that she was carried away. She was carried back to the cell she came from.
She was in the skimpiest outfit she had ever seen let alone been in. She nearly felt violated. She was thinking what was the difference in going naked and wearing this so called outfit. She was afraid to think how more humiliated she could be treated. Ever since she had been kidnapped, the horrors in her life were intensifying.
She was also being hit by the strong foreboding of complete hopelessness. She just knew that she would be a slave to some kind of prostitution ring, or at least be bought by someone that would rape her like a rag doll. She realized she was allowing her emotions to go wild. She tried to concentrate to put a focus on reality, but the strong raw dark dismal sense of dread was taking over her every thought.
She could see the guards coming to her to be sold to some sleazy scum that would love to do all sorts of sexual things to her. Every moment of horror built up in her in the real and unreal. It was to a point she could not tell the difference between reality and insanity.
She was starting to be afraid at everything that moved. Before she was about to scream at the top of her lungs, she heard Skyma's voice in her head, “Hold on Sam. You can make it. Never give up hope.”
She thought she was starting to lose her mind in hearing the voice of the dead. Skyma said again, “Find the light from within you.”
She said in her own head as if she could talk to Skyma, “I have no more light in me.”
“Yes you do Sam. Use the Force.”
Sam asked desperately, “How?” There was no reply.
Even though there was no reply from Skyma, Sam was not feeling so depressed. She was thinking there is something to this energy thing that was called the Force. If she was free, she would learn how to use this Force. She could use the Force to go back home.
“I may as well click my heels and say, 'There is no place like home.' If only I can hold out until I can be trained to be this Jedi Knight. Whatever happens, I will always remember you Skyma. May the Force be with you.”
She did not actually hear Skyma voice, but she did feel it. She felt her saying, “May the Force be with you, Your Highness.”
As if someone gave the signal, when things started to seem like they were going right for Sam, the guards came in the cell. This time she did not cower away.
The guards took her out of the cell to the auction block. For the first time she did not lose control despite the heavy emotions falling on top of her. For the first time she found hope.
At that moment, she did not care if she was going to be raped, be a prostitute, or whatever. For the first time had hope. She did not know how long she would have that hope, but she had it now. “Whatever these bastards want with me, I have hope. I am going to hold on to it as long as I can.”
She finally arrived at her destination. What she saw was how women were being treated in the auctions. Some were completely naked. She could not understand the words, but she understood the motions.
To her it was looking like a sex shop. No sexual activities where going on or at least that she understood. Most were not even human. There was no way for her to know the anatomy of these beings.
She was not on the auction block but some of the humans that were there started to look at her with devilish eyes. That turned her stomach. She was hoping that Jack was in the crowd, so he could be the one to buy her instead of these slimes that happen to be in human bodies.
It appeared a long wait for her turn to be up on the stage, but not long enough. When she did make it, she stood up strong. She wanted everyone to know that she was her own woman. She was after all a Captain of the United States Air Force. To her surprise, her time went very quick. The name that she heard that bought her was Telk.
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It took her a few days to be sent to Telk's estate. Telk might have been human, but he was not by any means a gentleman. He practically drooled all over her. Despite the fact that she was seriously feeling like throwing up due to her new master's lack of good manners, she courageously stood up proudly, still holding onto that hope.
Seeing that in her, he pressed a button on a small device button that caused her to scream in pain. Telk allowed her to scream for five minutes before he pressed the button again.
As she was crying over her torture, Telk laughed at her to humiliate her. When she was using her courage to stop crying, Telk tortured her again. She screamed again.
Telk continued to do this to her over and over until the hope that she had in her was gone. When she finally lost that hope, Telk left her alone to sob over her complete disconsolateness.
Seeing that she was alone once again, she cried all the more. She tried to contact Skyma in her mind - but nothing. She did her best to find the light from within herself, but could not.
She was only with Telk for a few months before he sent her back to the Cyax system. When she arrived, there was no one there to even talk to. Everyone ignored her like she had the black plague or some very contagious disease.
She had given up on Skyma, the Jedi Knights, the Force, and all hope. The only thing she could hold onto was melancholy and the dreariness that appeared to completely surround her like she was the only one with a damnable big rain cloud over her.
She quietly sat in her little dark corner of the cell. No one bothered her at all. Making friends in this star system had no purpose. They could be sold in the blink of an eye. Every slave was either called a number of nothing at all.
Right now she thought she was excrement on the floor of the cell if less than that. She had no friends. She was building up more with complete downheartedness, and was starting to lose her mind.
She suddenly screamed as loud as she could, and constantly one thing, “JACK, HELP ME PLEASE!! JACK, HELP ME PLEASE!! JACK, HELP ME PLEASE!! JACK, HELP ME PLEASE!! JACK, HELP ME PLEASE!!”
After screaming for Jack, she cried hysterically. She knew he was not coming. She was lost in a world where no one knew where she was.
Days later she was practically deteriorating in her soul. She was almost acting how she was treated by her captors - like an animal. Bitterness and hatred had become her dominate nature, or at least it was the only place she felt safe in. It was when the guards grabbed her did she feel the fear and hopelessness. She thought she would have to go through what Telk put her through.
She was too emotional to give a tinker's damn how she was treated on the auction block. She simply gave up on any hope in her life. She would have given up completely if Jack was not on her mind. Not knowing if she would ever see him ever again. To keep herself from schizophrenia, she felt Jack's arms around her. Jack was her safety net.
This time a man called Terrell took her to his ship the moment he paid the amount. She did not care if Terrell molested her right there. The only person she would see and feel was from the man she loved, Jack O'Neill.
To her surprise, Terrell did not even drool over her. He quietly took her along with him.
When they were inside his ship, Terrell opened a compartment. He gave her what was inside - better clothes.
Terrell said, “Put these own. You can change in this room.”
She quietly did as she was told.
She was feeling a little more human with these clothes on. They were not something she would wear in her own home on Earth, but it was a lot better than what she had on. After dressing, she stepped out of the room.
Terrell asked, “Do you know how to fly a ship?”
She answered, “No sir. I do not.”
What surprised her was what Terrell did next - he did not hit her for messing up.
Terrell said, “When we are alone, you can answer me as you just did, but when we are with others, you will address me as Master!”
She simply nodded.
Terrell told her to follow him to the cockpit. Terrell showed her how to operate the ship. It did not take long for Sam to get the hang of it, and Terrell was impressed.
He said, “You learn fast.”
She could have told him that she was an Air Force Officer, but to her that past life was dead. Anything she could do to impress her new master, the better she thought it would be for her.
When she learned how to land the ship, she nearly did it as well as the on-board computer. Terrell was very impressed.
When they exited the ship, she realized all the slaves he bought were treated more like servants than cattle.
This did not make Terrell a good master. When a girl did not trim what looked like shrubs, Terrell beat her worse than a dog.
When Terrell came back to Sam, she was treated like the worse slave he had. How angry he was- she thought she was about to be beaten herself.
There were guards nearby. Terrell spoke in a foreign language to them. She was then carried away.
One of the guards commanded her to clean out this stall. She was left alone. When she walked in to the stall, it had a smell that was so foul that she puked without end. After she cleaned up the stall, the animals excreted in it more than they did the last time. She fell on the floor and wailed in complete ultra-depression.
This time the smell was a lot worse. She would have puked again, but there was nothing left in her to do so. When she was done cleaning the stall the second time, it was dark.
She did not know where to go, so she slept on the floor. All night she smelt like the stall did before she cleaned it.
When she was sleeping, she was dreaming of home. She and Jack were together. Their bodies were close together. They were at a beach watching the waves hit the shore. Sam felt the love from Jack as he caressed her arms.
The next morning Terrell was standing at her side. Terrell commanded her to get up. She did.
Terrell said, “Follow these two girls, and they will get you cleaned up.”
Afraid of being beaten she replied, “Yes Master.”
The two girls were not human, so no conversation could be established.
The two girls took the clothes off of her before bringing her into the bath house not far from where she slept. The clothes where thrown on a fire.
After the two girls guided her in the water, they bathed her and clothed her.
This did not make her think she was being treated special. She knew that Terrell was treating her like a lower species than his favorite pet.
The clothes were not soft like the ones she had on. They were sexy clothes. Sam was about to be put into prostitution.
A few days later she was moved once again. She found out that she was working at an illegal drug mine that was called Spice. She found out the Spice Mine was one of the worst places to be. It did not take long for her to start to get scars on her hands from working in the mines.
She was about to lose all hope again until one day a female creature came to her. This female was covered all over in fur.
Someone told her she was a Wookie. She just looked at her wondering what this Wookie wanted from her.
Another person told her, “It seems she wants to make friends with you.”
Sam replied bitterly, “Does the Wookie have a death wish? Everyone that tried to make friends with me was outright killed.”
The same person said, “When a Wookie finds a friend, they do not give up. I am afraid you are stuck with her.”
Sam rolled her eyes, “I do not even understand what she is saying. I also do not know her name.”
The Wookie made some growling noises.
Someone else said, “She is asking your name.”
Sam was afraid to answer, but she did anyhow, “My name is Sam Carter.”
The Wookie wrote “Sam” on the ground The Wookie made a growl, and pointed to the name in the dirt. Sam understood the sound.
The Wookie wrote her name, Dentralla. The Wookie growled her name. Sam understood the sound.
Dentralla then wrote “friend” on the ground. Dentralla made the growl for that word.
When Sam understood that sound, Dentralla growled all the words.
Sam translated it, “Sam is Dentralla's friend.”
Dentralla gave Sam a big Wookie hug. For the first time since she had been kidnapped, she gave a genuine smile.
She said to Dentralla with another smile, “Okay, okay.”
Dentralla growled.
She replied with a bigger smile, “Yes, Dentralla is Sam's friend.”
During their free time, which was not much, Dentralla taught Sam more of how to understand Shyriiwook, Wookie speak. Before too long she was able to communicate with Dentralla without any problem.
Dentralla asked her, “How did you get here? I knew from the moment I set my eyes on you that you did not come from this galaxy.”
Sam answered with a cold blank look, “I was kidnapped from my team.”
Dentralla knew there were a lot more to it. She had seen that look in so many humans. She knew Sam had been tortured and felt that she was broken, but she knew her friend was not.
“Go on Sam. Please tell me about your team.”
She was quiet for a moment. She had her first true friend since she had been taken away from her world.
She sat down and told Dentralla everything.
Dentralla was enjoying everything that Sam was sharing with her.
“Your world is so beautiful.”
Sam smiled, “Yes is it Dentralla.”
She was just staring at nothing particular, but she was lost in the thought of never being able to return to that beautiful world.
“You will be able to go back to that world Sam. When you do, I will miss you my friend.”
She immediately looked at Dentralla. “When that time does come, I will miss Sam's best friend in the whole universe, Dentralla.”
All of a sudden they overheard one of the guards talking, “Did you hear, that new slave girl was sent here due to that accident in the mines.”
Another guard replied, “Too bad, she would have been the best prostitute in this place.”
Sam collapsed on the ground, realizing she was the one they were talking about. She cried hysterically.
