Chapter 5
Kaissy sat in the dark, her eyes filled with fear and tears. Although she wanted to scream, to cry, she could not. Kaissy knew if she made a single noise, they would find her.
"Find anything of value these, things, would have hidden." The man barked at his followers. His pale eyes drifted toward the cupboard, unknowingly Kaissy sat inside. "Take all the credits they have stored in the house. Our ship could use a new shield generator." The man walked toward the cupboard, one slow step at a time, trying to avoid the blood on the floor.
Kaissy tried to scoot back farther; however, her back was already against the back board. She watched, through a crack in the door, as the man slowly approached. Her eyes grew wide and her heart pounded as he reached for the door of her hiding spot. She held her breath.
The man paused as one of his men came from behind him. "Sir, we have gathered all the credits and anything of value from the other rooms, including their weapons. However, looking through the rooms, we have discovered these people had a daughter. As to her where abouts, we did not find her."
The man's emerald eyes drifted back toward the cupboard. "I think I found her."
The cupboard's door flew open with great force. Kaissy found herself being pulled out of her hiding spot by a pair of red hands. She screamed and struggled as she was forced out, her bare feet stepping in the fresh blood on the floor. "Mommy!" She cried out as she gazed horrifically at her mother's body.
"Did you think you could stay hidden for long? I could smell the fear on you." The man laughed. "How old are you? Ten? Eleven?"
She looked up at the man who held her in his grasp with tears overcoming her sight. "Why would you kill them? They didn't do anything! I don't understand! Why?"
He looked down at her teary face and smiled menacingly. "Why? My dear child, I am sworn to eliminate filth like your parents. But, you are not like them, are you?" He turned her so she would face him. He studied her. "No you're not. Oh, don't worry, I'm not going to kill you."
He looked up to a teenager who seemed to be about sixteen. "Take her to the ship. Meet you're new master child. You will do whatever he asks of you, do you understand? If you refuse, well you will share the same fate as your parents." The man, whose face was covered with the blood of his enemies and burned in Kaissy's head, handed the girl to the young man.
The boy took her outside. They were out of the murder's sight and headed toward one of the speeders that waited outside. Kaissy's survival instincts started to kick in. All she could think about was how she had to get away, she had to run.
She slipped her arm from the boy's weak hold and took off down the streets and alleys and into the city. She swore to herself, she would never return to that house which was full and smelt like death.