**Chapter 2: Interrogation**

Ahsoka's eyes adjusted slowly to the dim light of the Inquisitor's fortress, her mind reeling from the events that had led her here. She was dragged through the cold, dark corridors, her bound wrists aching as she stumbled along. Inquisitor Vraxxis led the way, his scarred face twisted into a cruel smile. As they reached a large, ominous-looking door, Inquisitor Vraxxis pushed it open, revealing a dimly lit chamber filled with an assortment of torture devices. Ahsoka's heart sank, her mind racing with the possibilities. "Welcome to your new home, Ahsoka," Inquisitor Vraxxis said, his voice dripping with malice. "Here, you will learn to cooperate with us. You will tell us everything we want to know about the Jedi Order, and you will do it willingly." Ahsoka spat at his feet, her defiance evident. "I'll never tell you anything," she said, her voice steady. Inquisitor Vraxxis chuckled, his eyes glinting with amusement. "We'll see about that," he said, raising his hand. The air around Ahsoka seemed to thicken, the Force pressure building until she felt like she was suffocating. She gasped, her eyes widening as she stumbled backwards. Inquisitor Vraxxis took a step closer, his eyes boring into hers. "You see, Ahsoka, the Force is a powerful tool," he said, his voice low and menacing. "And with it, I can break you. I can make you do anything I want." Ahsoka's vision began to blur, her mind reeling from the Inquisitor's assault. She felt like she was drowning, unable to breathe. "No," she whispered, her voice barely audible. Inquisitor Vraxxis smiled, his eyes glinting with triumph. "Yes," he said, his voice dripping with cruelty. "You will do exactly as I say. And if you don't... well, let's just say I have a few tricks up my sleeve." As he spoke, he raised his hand, and Ahsoka felt a surge of pain course through her body. She screamed, her eyes flashing with agony. "Tell me, Ahsoka," Inquisitor Vraxxis said, his voice cold and detached. "What do you know about the Jedi Council's plans?" Ahsoka shook her head, her vision blurring. "I... I don't know anything," she stammered. Inquisitor Vraxxis sighed, his eyes glinting with disappointment. "Very well," he said. "If you won't talk, then perhaps we can try something else." He nodded to one of his assistants, who stepped forward with a lightsaber. Ahsoka's eyes widened as the assistant activated the blade, its hum filling the air. "It's time for a little demonstration," Inquisitor Vraxxis said, his voice dripping with malice. "A little cutting, to help you remember." Ahsoka's heart sank, her mind racing with fear. She knew that she was in grave danger, and that Inquisitor Vraxxis would stop at nothing to break her.