"Good pickings out here today." Ezra observed as he surveyed the plains for other damaged ships. "To your right, just below the horizon."

He broke into a run, pulling his best friend after him, towards the site of the newly discovered wreckage. It was only midday and they had successfully salvaged technology for the black market from six separate wreckages. This was the seventh and they were set to call it a day afterwards.

"Did you hear why there are so many ships around today?" Cody asked Ezra between ragged breaths.

"Yeah. That rebel cell keeps shooting down TIEs." Ezra replied.

"Must feel good to put a dent in the Empire." Cody fantasised.

They reached the downed ship shortly after and carefully circled it, checking for any Imperial personnel or dangerous parts. Once they were satisfied that the ship would not explode on them, Cody placed the backpack of parts on the ground and the two boys leapt on top of the cabin.

"On 3." Ezra instructed, gripping the edge of the entrance. "1… 2… 3!"

They heaved and the door opened with a groan of protest, emitting a large cloud of smoke. Ezra cautiously dropped inside and motioned for Cody to follow once he had scouted the interior for further danger. His friend deftly landed inside and began to thoroughly examine the many consoles. Leaning over the pilot's chair, he gripped a lever and turned it before ripping the whole piece from its slot. A cylindrical device slid smoothly from the hole and Cody studied it for defects.

"What is it?" Ezra probed.

"Signal dampener. Undamaged." Cody reported.

"We could pass it off as new." Ezra suggested hopefully, jumping at the chance of a higher payout.

"Maybe. Could be risky, though." Cody reminded his friend. They knew firsthand what people did to those who lied about the condition of items.

Cody swung his backpack around and lifted the flap, placing the dampener inside. Meanwhile, Ezra ducked under the console and retrieved a large, black object.

"Yes! First one today!" He cheered, brandishing the helmet for Cody to see.

"What's that? Your fifth overall?" Cody confirmed.

"Yeah!" Ezra replied excitedly. He had taken a liking to the various Imperial helmets found inside the stricken crafts.

"You should really start a collection." Cody suggested.

"That would be awesome!" Ezra's eyes lit up at the prospect.

Cody placed his pack down on the ground as something next to the pilot's chair caught his eye. He bent down, flipped a safety switch and ejected a small, handheld blaster from the holster. He called to his friend busily exploring his new helmet.

"Ezra! Look here!"

Ezra peered over the seat. "Is that what I think it is?"

"It's a blaster!" Cody explained. "Do you know how rare this is? Their power cells normally fry from the internal damage and they explode!"

"Does it work?" Ezra hummed, eyes fixed on the weapon.

Cody aimed it towards the sky and pulled the trigger. A bright red bolt was propelled from the nozzle with a loud pop.

"Works like a charm." Cody smiled.

"Well let's get back to the city before the black market closes." Ezra prompted as Cody stood and replaced his pack on his shoulders.

Ezra grabbed the edge of the cockpit and hauled himself out. Once he was on the top, he turned and offered a hand to Cody, who took it and followed his friend up. They jumped nimbly from the vehicle and walked back towards the city. The duo almost looked like they were going into battle. Cody had the pistol holstered on his belt and Ezra had his helmet tucked under his arm. They marched in companionable silence, their brains working overtime, thinking of the different prices they could possible fetch for their items.


Hey guys! thanks for reading. Please suggest any scenarios you want to see and I'll do my best to make it happen :)

~Saint