Hey Star Wars fans! It's Alice once again for the new chapter of Star Wars: Revelation! Danny and I had a lot of fun writing as exciting of a chapter as this, so we hope that you guys enjoy it!
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Darkness melted away from Nina's mind as she slowly awoke, the pounding within her skull louder than the heavy breathing around her. Her eyes blinked open, as she found herself in a shed, the sands of this godawful planet beneath her.
Her heart sank. So he did have his way with me, I guess... I thought Chalmun might've fought them a little harder…
Nina remembered the last slave that Chalmun had thrown out after she was taken away against her will. She returned with ripped clothes, a busted lip, and two swollen eyes… The Wookiee took one look at her and shook his head. Slaves were expensive, and the ones who got wrecked were about as worthless as a grain of sand here. With a swift toss, he threw the girl out of the cantina, yelled at her to never come back, and went straight back to counting credits at his seat.
"If you get whooped, ladies…" He said with a low voice, freezing every slave's heart in the cantina. "Don't you dare think about stepping foot back in this cantina again."
No one dared to try and leave again.
Seems like I'm gonna have to be creative for a while now. She thought to herself, curling her bare arms around her cold figure as the sound of Imperial stormtroopers pacing around outside kept her awake.
Suddenly, the heavy sigh of someone beside her drew her out of her soliloquy, her eyes widening.
In the dim lighting, a man was reclining against the wall of the shed, his jet black hair falling into his eyes as he pressed a hand, covered by a fingerless glove on his head. A blue-green trench coat was falling off his shoulders, and the hilt of a blaster was laid across her knee.
Holy shit. She was still with this dickhead.
Her thin fingers grasped the blaster on her knee, as she scooched back as far as she could in the tiny shed, pointing the gun at him. "Oh my God!"
The man's eyes shot open, brilliant orbs of amber staring back at her gray ones in fright as he noticed the threatening blaster pointed at his chest, the hands holding it slightly shaking as she watched him in pure horror.
The man who raped her had shoved them into a shed? I mean, he seemed pretty persistent when we first met in the cantina. I guess he couldn't wait that meager minute it took to get to a more decent establishment.
"Woah, woah, hey!" The man exclaimed, shutting his mouth when he realized the precarious situation he placed them in. "What the hell are you doing?"
"I'm pretty sure I'm keeping myself from getting raped, you bastard!" She spoke, her hands tightening on the blaster. "Couldn't keep it in your pants long enough to get to a more decent spot?"
"... What the hell are you…" He responded, baffled, then realizing the state she was in before he had busted her out. "Oh. Oh. Listen, a lot has happened since that guy… You know. But I'm not him, I don't even know the guy. In fact, I'm pretty sure he's not breathing anymore."
Nina's mouth fell open, the blaster clattering from her hands onto the sandy floor beneath the two. "You KILLED him?" She close to screamed, and she backed up farther in the empty shed.
The man's gloved hand covered her mouth suddenly, silencing whatever words she was going to say as the shuffle of a few stormtroopers in the distance sounded closer. "Quiet!" He whispered, "There's Imperial soldiers out there, and probably some gangsters too. They're looking for me."
"Cause you killed someone!"
"Yeah, I did. A stormtrooper, actually. That's why the Imps are after me. I killed a few other guys, too, trying to get you outta that cantina." He stepped away from her and picked up his discarded blaster, placing it back in the holster on his hip.
"You killed multiple people?!"
Nina couldn't quite comprehend the situation at first. She was stuck in this godawful shed with a guy that had killed MULTIPLE people, not just one, apparently, and was on the run from Stormtroopers, who were slowly figuring out their position one moment at a time.
I mean, the stormtroopers were partly her fault, Nina would realize later on. She was the one who screamed a little louder than she should have… Maybe she should have just shot him when he didn't even know she was awake….
"More people than I would have liked to." He whispered quietly to himself as he stood to peer out of a tiny crack in the shed. "Name's Barrett. Barrett Vance, and I was tasked to retrieve you for a very wealthy client."
Very wealthy client?
"So a bounty hunter?" She replied, crossing her arms over her thin top as another breeze blew through the shed. A chill crossed her shoulders, and she tried, and failed, for that matter, to pull down the skimpy bottoms she wore.
"I prefer the term 'independent contractor', personally," Barrett replied, "or smuggler. That's a little more accurate."
His eyes surveyed her figure, noticing the lack of appropriateness the outfit she wore gave to the mission. Sighing, he removed his trenchcoat and held it out to her. "Take this. May be big, but it'll keep you warm. Don't mind the blaster burns."
"Blaster burns?"
"Don't ask. Too long of a story."
Nina nodded quietly, slipping her slightly tanned arms through the khaki armholes, the coat way bigger than she had previously estimated. "I look like a fucking child playing in her parent's closet."
The smuggler turned back to her, taking a quick glance at her once more. "You know, if you don't like it, I can always take it back." Barrett said, "Well, actually, it may help get us outta here if folks can't recognize you."
Nina rolled her eyes, fastening the belts around her torso. "Recognize me? Pretty sure everyone in this damn port has seen me once or twice before. Even the stormtroopers come to the cantina once in awhile."
Barrett looked back out of the shed, eyeing the space port only a dozen yards away. "I bet we could get there soon if you pick those heels up and don't look back at the firefight, got it?"
"Firefight?" She asked as the man pulled out the blaster from his holster. "You mean you're gonna kill even more people right now?"
"What the hell did I just say?!" He snapped at her, holding the blaster at the ready. "Are you ready?"
With a small nod, Nina came to her feet, her fingers clenched in fists. "Where are we running to again?"
"The big silver ship that looks like a turtle, straight through that bulkhead ahead of us." The smuggler whispered, his fingers hovering over the control panel. "Just run straight for it, and I'll meet you there. Got it?"
She nodded once more, a dozen thoughts running through her head. She wouldn't be a slave any more after this, right? She'd be able to live her own life, maybe? Whoever this other 'wealthy client' was maybe was a little nicer than Chalmun. Or stricter…
"Hey! No time for thinking deeply about space and everything else, got it? Details later. Escape now, okay?" Barrett snapped at her once more. "Ready?"
A deep breath entered her lungs as she kneeled at the ready to bolt out of the shed. "Ready."
The tiny sound of the click of a lock sounded in Nina's ears as Barrett pressed a button on the panel. The door hissed open and Barrett shot four beams of light out at the various stormtroopers all around as she shot out like a bullet, pressing her feet as light and quickly into the sand as she traversed the slippery terrain. The ship, too, burst to life as laser cannons fired on additional soldiers.
The blinking lights of the spaceport ahead of her seemed to call to her, their open arms a welcome refuge from the horror these last few years of working under Chalmun were. She could hear the cries of stormtroopers behind her, and fought the urge to stare back at the scene unfolding around her.
A droid beeped and whistled to Nina as she neared the ship, her feet hitting the steeled exterior of the spaceport as she bounded towards the ship. Her eyes were wild as the tingly feeling in her fingers and toes returned as it had all those times beforehand in the cantina.
"Aaah!" She heard the strangled cry of Barrett behind her, turning as she touched the exterior door of the ship.
Amidst a dozen stormtroopers with an empty gun stood the raven-haired man, his eyes watching her as she stood at the slowly opening door of the ship. He frantically waved his arm, motioning for her to get on the ship as he picked up one of the fallen trooper's blaster rifles, still shooting. More soldiers arrived, cutting the captain off from the ship. The tingling in her fingers heightened as she felt her world suddenly slow, the realization of the moment dawning on her.
She squeezed her eyes shut, as the pain in her fingers heightened, and she felt them grasp something in the air in front of her. The droid above her kept bleeping and buzzing in amazement, though nothing tore her mind away from the concentration in her hands.
A jacket?
Nina could barely control what has happening with her hands, though her eyes remained shut as she pulled the air- no… the jacket…?
Well, whatever she was holding, closer and closer to the ship.
The commotion around her died down as she felt her eyes slide open, and a sight more confusing and crazy than anything else this day held before her eyes.
Floating above her in the air was the man she had been saved by, Barrett Vance, his eyes frozen on her as the beams of light from the other members of the small battle bounced off an invisible shield-like form that surrounded the entire ship.
"Holy... How did you do that?" Barrett called excitedly from above her, his eyes wide as Nina slowly pulled him back to the ship, the feeling of the invisible jacket within her grip an entirely crazy idea to her.
"Uh…." She called from the door of the ship before she felt the tingling in her fingers subside, and a splitting headache hit her, knocking her to her knees.
Her eyes blinked vividly as she felt the body of Barrett clatter to the ramp of ship, rocking her back and forth as waves of pain filled her mind, and she felt him pull her into the ship, shouting commands to the droid above them and firing his blaster.
Somewhere, across the galaxy, she felt someone call to her again from the beyond, as she felt the cold floor of Barrett's ship beneath her.
See you soon, my sweet Nathalia…
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