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For day three of the Rexwalker week from this post from @rexwalkerweek
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Day 3: Coruscant | Form 3: War of Attrition, Guardians of Light, Opportunity
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Tw: maybe considered mind rape?
“Captain Rex”
“Vader”
Rex was on his knees, two shaking stormtroopers holding him down for the show as he glared at the Sith, head held high. The black cladded man gestured them to leave after some long seconds of stare down with only the deep breathing of his lungs' support resonating in the room and they quickly obligated, making the clone scoff at their unprofessionalism and clear lack of training.
The blond stood up cranking his neck to try and keep eye contact with Vader as the Sith stepped closer. When he stilled, a gloved thumb started to follow the shape of Rex’s jaw as the other fingers dug in the now longer curled blond hair. The ex captain slapped the limb away as best as he could with his hands still bound together.
“Don’t you dare try and act like him” he spat.
The hand came back to grip his jaw, not tight enough to bruise, but tight enough to force Rex’s neck to bend an even more awkward angle as Vader stepped even closer in the clone’s personal space, pressing them together.
“It seems to be a misunderstanding, dear…” rumbled the Lord as he shifted his hold to a more gentle one “I am not trying to act like him, I am simply taking back what’s mine.”
Scoffing the blond tore himself away from the Sith, taking a few steps back.
“Yours? In what right?”
Vader chuckled, walking closer again and seemingly amused when the clone started to step back until he was trapped against the durasteel wall.
"What was Anakin's could be said to be rightfully mine now, don't you think?"
Should he spat on that too shiny black helmet? There was the current dilemma of the ex trooper.
"No. You are not him, you have no right to it."
"But still" a gloved hand was back on his cheek, making rex shudder and try to back away even further, pushing on the armored man's chest "Who else is left to try and claim it?"
The hand gripped his jaw again, the other catching his bonded wrist to pull them away from the keypad on the Sith's torso.
"You will accept it, Captain, there is no other choice."
"Kriff off!" growled the prisoner "What happened to all that light? What did you do?"
Vader hummed.
"No one was left to protect it."
Rex wanted to cry, he felt the bond linking his mind to the one of the creature standing before him being teared open, darkness slamming against his walls and wrenching a cry out of him.
"But I- I was here!"
"Only a fool believe that him alone can protect such a tall brasier from the storm."
"Stop talking in metaphor" hissed Rex through the pain in his head. "It sounds dumb coming from you."
Rex was pressed against the wall now, leather gloves erasing the tears that started to run down the blond's cheeks.
"Don't resist it, Rex, it will only make it hurts..."
The captain could barely think, the pain was everything he could process. Then something broke and the pain became a dull throb. His legs failed him, making him fall on the Sith who possessively embraced him.
"Did you know how much time I waited for that?" the Dark Lord whispered to the barely conscious clone "I did never found your helmet on that moon so I knew you were alive, after all, someone needed to be alive to bury everyone..."
Rex was shifted in a bridesmaid's carry, his head tucked against the black cladded man's neck and shoulder.
"And then I saw you in that alley on Coruscant. Of course you escaped, I didn't expected to have you back that easily."
The ex trooper's mind was in turmoil, he could feel Vader on the edge of it, simply watching but surprisingly not invading.
"But I know you, I know how you sacrifice yourself for the others. And I knew that you would throw yourself at my feet if only for the right hostage."
Rex's breath hitched as some more things made sense.
"Echo... Clone Force 99...."
"The last Domino, yes. The other were merely a bonus that helped find some... Traitor in our ranks. I didn't knew CT-9904's chip started acting up again. Good riddance at least, one least person to stab us in the back I guess..."
A door opened in front of them.
"But I'm sidetracked. It was simple, really. Use the girl to get to the clones, use the clones to attract your attention. And when I saw you standing on that roof, your silhouette against Coruscant night sky.... Well I took that opportunity. And look! I have you now! Sadly one of my 501st ran away but it's only a matter of time before I get everything I ever wanted."
As they stopped, Rex - his face still hidden in the crook of the Sith's neck - remembered something.
"Ashoka-"
"Once I have everything, Palpatine will be dealed with and I will avenge the ones he took from me."
Good, he didn't knew. His relief seemed misunderstood since the Sith tightened his grip slightly before laying his captain on what felt like a bed.
"Yes, we will be taking care of that old good for nothing liar, do not worry."
Rex could barely stay conscious at that point, he was completely emptied by the mind battle he had to try and fight earlier. But before he could drift off, he still had the time to hear one last thing.
"Must it takes weeks, month or even years, I will get to you. I already lost so much already and I couldn't bear to loose you too..."
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English isn't my first language, so sorry for any typos and mistakes! (When you find some, could you please point them out to me?)