Chapter 2! Yay, I'm happy I finally wrote it! Would like to read some reviews, that would be nice. And I really appreciate serious criticism.
Una, Antares and every other OC in this story belongs to me.
Zabraks, the Star Wars worlds, starship names etc... belong to STAR WARS Lucasarts/Disney. I own nothing. MISTAKES MAY APPEAR. English is not my native language, but I try hard to avoid grammar and spelling mistakes
KABOOOM .
The hit that pervaded the "Prospector" swept everyone off the legs who had not been able to hold somewhere. Curses in various languages were directed towards the bridge and the causer lowered his head with a look of guilt. His task had been to set the fast freighter of the Vapasi-pirates on the slow transporter. Well, he had done it anyway ...
"What did I tell you about drinking and driving?" The self-proclaimed Captain Antares Vapasi rubbed his aching head on which soon a bump would adorn and shot an angry look on his navigator Kaz, a young, wild tattooed Zabrak, who gave him an embarrassed grin. Because he was the only still standing he looked even more proud of his crazy action. Around him his comrades stood up from the hard steel floor, cursing and grouching. Docking on the interfleet transport shuttle had been really harder than they had imagined. A truly stunning experience they owe their new navigator.
"Sorry, boss ... probably miscalculated it a bit ..." Kaz said, clearing his throat several times before he spread his hands yield. "But we're on. The lock has already broken by the guys. And honestly , I 'm completely sober! "
" Miscalculated is good ... do you have any idea what these shields cost with each repair ... ? " Antares growled and straightened his beloved, shabby leather jacket, decorated with all sorts of souvenirs. He was not a very tall man but compensated his height by a striking appearance. Antares Vapasi was a Zabrak like most of his companions, blue-eyed, with a short black Mohawk cut and striking tattoos on face and body. He sighed in relief when he felt his horns. All still there, every single one.
" Listen up, friends. " He began, leaning back on the flashing control panel and let his eyes wander over the men that were his followers. He had only a few selected men here, guys he could truly rely on, so the number was manageable. They were swashbuckler, daring fellows, the most Zabrak and for each of them he would do almost everything. They had already been through many adventures and he knew what he owed them. Antares Vapasi was a man who appreciated and rewarded loyalty and his men were loyal to him.
"Well, we have this small transport ship below us... you know, our finances are ... "
With a fatalistic view of his blue eyes, he raised his hands and smiled weakly.
"Well... lousy. Any ship that we can catch benefits us . So... no killings, everything of value is taken and who appears useful to you ..."He smiled.
"Use stun shots and take with you what is pretty enough for the slave market."
"Are you serious, Cap'n? Slaves? "Kaz asked suddenly. He was serving Antares for only a few weeks now. His comrades threw glances at him like "Are you crazy? " and "I do not know you, I'm just here by chance". They also took noticeably distance to the new team member who had joined them recently. Antares crossed his arms and looked at Kaz casually. The other one was younger than he and had worked as navigator on a merchant ship, but was dishonorably discharged for theft. He had tried to work as a smuggler, but he had stranded on a planet in the Outer Rim and had joined the Vapasi pirates there.
"Seriously, slaves bring a lot of money, Kaz. You'll learn the hard way soon if you continue to ask me things like this. " Antares said coolly, and the young Zabrak blushed. For a moment everything was quiet .
"Didn't mean it rude, boss. " He mumbled and his comrades grinned.
"Guys, you have your instructions ... " continued Antares and rose from the elevated platform on which was the bridge of the ship. His heart was beating faster as always when he was just before a battle or a raid. His men had made an access to the ship that they had stopped with a targeted hit in the drive. There was of course the emergency drive ... but to enable that one needed some time, especially when confusion erupted on board. Antares knew this and he counted on the moment of surprise. He loosened his blaster in the holster and smiled when he heard his men already planning what to do with their prey . Hopefully he would find something that would help him on his way .
Una pressed against the steel wall, trying hard not to panic. She pressed her bag close to her to prevent loosing it in the crowd. Now she knew that the transport shuttle had been attacked and pirates were entering the ship. Her heart was in her throat and she felt a violent pressure in the stomach. It would not be the first time that she vomited because of high tension, but damn, she was seventeen, not a little girl anymore! One who was brave enough to escape from home had to be able to battle his own way! On the other hand ...
"Please remain calm!" the mechanical voice on the speakers repeated again and again and Una's nerves were overwrought. Where should she go? She walked along the wall and was about to slip into an empty cabin when she heard screams from the other end of the corridor. Cries ... and shots. Her heart lurched and she hastily slipped into the cabin and pulled the door behind her. She had no key card to lock it, but maybe she could hold out here until the security guards came. Which had to be on this ship... or not?
She sank to the door and suddenly began to cry helplessly as she heard more shots at the door and the frightened cries became louder. Doors were smashed , she heard the harsh laughter of men. Una clutched her bag and stood up hastily... and the door of the cabin was torn roughly the same moment. Una fell to the floor and cried with pain as she landed on the hard ground and bumped her head on the table .
"Here's another one! Hah, and she is pretty! "
She gasped a "No!" and tried to fight back against the rough hands of the man that grabbed her wrist . Through her tangled red hair, she realized him dimly as a Zabrak, probably a little older than she with dark tattoos covering his face . Una pulled her hand and tried to get free desperately, but the man just laughed roughly and pulled her roughly to her feet. She staggered dazed from the fall against him and he pulled her with him. His voice was cheerful and he laughed when he saw her panicked look .
"Come on, girl. Be good, and nothing happens to you."
He led her into the mess of the ship where the passengers were gathered together by a group of wild-looking men, all Zabrak. The passengers were kept under control with blasters and they looked resigned, exhausted, frightened. Which fate would befall them? Una gasped and bit her lip to not scream when she saw the lifeless bodies of some passengers. Were they just stunned or even dead ? She felt the panic rising again in her that was gone for a moment, yielded by dull resignation. Who were these men?
"Cap'n, look. For sure we get something for her!"
The man who had caught her sounded proud, almost cheerful .
Una was roughly pushed forward and staggered for a moment, before she could stand still again . She was well aware of the views of the bystanders as the man whom he had addressed as "Cap'n" turned and looked right into her eyes.
