The shrieking howl of the Carbonite process subsided and general rumbling hum of the facility returned. Chrysalis smiled and tapped in another command into the control panel.
The large manipulator arm groaned to life and descended down into the freezing chamber. A few seconds later it lifted the contents of the chamber out and into view. Under lit by the chamber below was the immobile, frozen form of Princess Cadence. The metallic sheen of the carbonite encased the alicorn glistened in the dim light.
Chrysalis approached the container and stepped to one side and did a quick check to confirm that mare inside was alive but now in a form of suspended animation, but more important that a certain, complex ward had survived the process. A predatory grin grew on the changeling’s face as she saw it was active and functioning.
The Sith Lord withdrew a small portable communicator from a pocket in her robes. She toggled the microphone and spoke to occupant of the metallic prison.
“Hello dear. Now that wasn’t so bad. Was it?” The changeling stared at the screen. After a few seconds various incoherent text started to appear on the screen. Chrysalis chuckled.
“My, my. I thought Jedi were made of sturdier stuff. Well! Get use to it because this is your universe now! Total darkness and silence except when you hear my voice taunting you. Let’s see how long it takes before sensory deprivation drives you insane, and once you break I’ll make you my plaything.”
Sith Lord glanced down at small screen and chuckled. “Well you don’t get a say in it. I’ll have you transported to my ship now. I’m heading back to Terex 10 where you’ll be installed in my palace. There you’ll add to the ambience of the place. And source of inspiration to my students and disciples.”
Chrysalis leaned forward tapped the frost covered metallic face of the alicorn. “In particular one of my students will be very interested to see you like this. She’s got amazing potential. Maybe I’ll even let her speak to you. Flurry Heart might enjoy that very much!”
Then the Sith Lord turned and walked away. As she did she turned off the portable communicator and returned it to her robe pocket.
This is one of the drawings I started during my recent Star Wars themed Picarto stream. This is the story that popped into my head as I was doing the drawing.