A Prisoner of the Sith

Emporer Chihuahua and Wicket are skilled at hiding because as a team, we've had plenty of opportunity to practice.  I haven't been so fortunate in the past to evade capture.  You can say, it is a workplace hazard for the nature of the work I do.  All connections to the Rebellion are severed at that point, and it is just me and my capter.  There were a few incidents of being detained, but there was one in particular of actual capture.

It was a mission gone wrong.  Emporer Chihuahua advised me to not take this mission, but with so few Rebellion spies, I had to retrieve the data.  There was a relatively secluded Empire outpost near where I was stationed, and we received information that their computer was connected to the Empire mainframe where a new fighter plane's blueprints were being housed.  It didn't make sense why the Empire would take their newest technology and leave the blueprints on an unguarded computer, but we trusted our source.  Emporer Chihuahua and Wicket insisted on accompanying me. 

We entered the compound successfully, dispatching some security when appropriate.  As common protocol, Emporer Chihuahua and Wicket found a small ground-level air shaft to hide in, their tracking beacons active for retrieval should I not return.  I located the main frame computer and attempted to hack it.  While my attention was diverted on breaking into the main frame computer, a Sith lord in training appeared.  I suspected he was in the room the entire time, but I was so adamant about obtaining the information I couldn't sense him.

All I remember is waking up chained to a wall in a dark dank cave.  It appeared I was not the Empire's prisoner, but rather his.  Those days and nights were filled with agonizing torment as he tried to break my mind.  Eventually, he became frustrated with not receiving whatever it is he wanted, and resorted to a bit of 'Sith Shock Therapy.'  All I remember is feeling a great energy surge through my body, his face contorted in shock, and losing consciousness. 

I awoke in a medical transport vessel with Emporer Chihuahua and Wicket beside me.  According to them, I had gone missing for several days after the botched mission, and they activated the homing beacon inside my pendant (which meant risking the detection of the Empire as well).  I was supposed to be left alone to die at my capter's hands, but they are my most faithful companions, and broke protocol to bring me back home.  They said when they found me in the remote cave, I was completely alone.  I have never been contacted by that Sith lord, and I do not know if he still exists.