Dramatis Personae:
Aur Myss; prisoner (Delphanian male)
Jareth Sartoris; captain of the guard, Imperial Prison Barge Purge (human male)
Kale Longo; teen prisoner (human male)
Sera Vane; lost survivor (human female)
Trig Longo; teen prisoner (human male)
Waste; 2- 1B surgical droid
Zahara Cody; chief medical officer, Imperial Prison Barge Purge (human female)
7.5 BBY
-000-
Sera whimpered as the needle was ripped from her arm by one of the stern-faced doctors that had made up her world for the uncountable amount of time that had passed since she, and her family had been swept up by the crew of the Vector.
Usually, the bio lab's 2-1b medical droid was the one to see to her tests; the only one the little girl spoke to. Today was different. Today it was Clemson, assistant to the chief medical officer.
The young blond pulled her out of the cold metal chair so quickly, it made Sera's head spin. "Shh!" Clemson half dragged the skinny waif across the biolab, "we should have listened to your father."
Sera shook her head, sending messy brown hair swinging like a curtain. The sedatives were still slowing her down, 'I don't have a father...'
She blinked and shook her head again, desperately wishing that the 2-1b was back; it always remembered to return her plasspecs to her. She squinted up at the man, vision blurry like it always was without her specs, not liking the barely suppressed note of panic in his voice.
Her throat was still sore from the morning's tests and she only managed to croak hoarsely. Clemson seemed to realise he was gripping her wrist right enough to bruise and he stopped, bending down to look the 12 year old in the eye,"You have to trust me now. I'm sorry."
Sera opened her mouth, but squeaked when he wrapped his hands around her waist and lifted her up into one of the overhead hatches of the air ducts. "Stay quiet no matter what kid."
Something began pounding on door to the biolab, something angry. The noise grew louder and Sera scrabbled backward into the darkness.