Alarms rang through the corridors of the doomed ship. Corridors had long since been sealed in order to keep a survivable atmosphere in the remaining areas of the ship. The crew was either dead or long departed via the ship's escape pods. The invaders, whoever they were, were still present, stalking the edges of the hallways, looting and killing any remaining crew members.
"Ssshhh," Na'iida put her finger to her lips as she attempted to quieten the terrified whimpering of her younger sister, Aaleit. Na'iida had brown, shoulder length hair that was tied into a bun on the back of her head, a contrast to her otherwise pale complexion. The area of her face where eyes should be was covered by a purple veil, as was that of her younger sister, both children were Miraluka. Her younger sister looked very similar, though she was smaller and barely out of her toddler years. The pair had tucked inside a ventilation shaft, hiding from the patrolling intruders.
"How disappointing," they heard the rough voice of a man from down the corridor.
"Yeah, the ship was barely guarded," came another rough voice, though this one was female; it was accompanied by an exchange of laughter.
"I meant the loot, you ass," came the male voice again, this time far closer. Na'iida brought Aaleit into a tight embrace, stroking the back of her head and holding it tightly against her chest. She knew that there was no way to get her younger sibling to not see the invaders, though she could do her best to give comfort. The pair walked past the ventilation shaft, armoured boots clanking against the metallic floor. Na'iida felt her sister tense up as the footsteps got closer and closer. Don't make a sound, she thought to herself as the footsteps reached their peak, the pair stepping past the exit to the ventilation shaft.
"Whatever," the female replied, her voice echoing down the ventilation shaft as she passed. "How long are we going to be here anyway? Feeling the need for some action on the Smuggler's Moon, you know?"
"Eh, they're having some trouble up near the bridge and the engine room. Boss wants to blow this ship apart, but we can't get to any of the bomb sites." The voices trailed off around a corner, Na'iida still tracking their movement through her people's inherent Force sight ability.
"Come on," she whispered to Aaleit, who still clutched at her arm tightly. Na'iida crept out of the vent, Aaleit following on, firmly attached to her older sister's arm. It was easy to avoid the patrolling groups when their sight was physical whilst Na'iida's was through the Force.
The pair got to the escape pods. There were still three left, though one had taken a hit and was no longer functional. Na'iida tucked inside of one of the functional pods and immediately went to strapping Aaleit into one of the seats. It was tough, as the seats were not designed natively for four year old children. She secured it as best as she could before strapping herself in opposite.
"Where's Mother and Father?" Aaleit asked as Na'iida finished strapping herself in. How was she supposed to answer that? She bit her lip, catching sight of another pair of the boarders approaching.
She hammered the release button.
The door sealed shut behind the two children. The clamps around the pod released. The pair hurtled towards the nearest planet, the pod's automatic protocols adjusting their trajectory as needed.
The pod impacted against the planet's surface.
