Ok so, the Montrous Nightmare from chapter two is gone. Phew, I'm tired, but here's a new chapter anyways.
Pov third person
Aboard the Ghost, panic was arising. Ezra had been missing for the last three hours. They had searched most of the surrounding area, but nothing was found. That was, until a few miniutes ago. A shopkeeper said he had seen the boy dragged off by what looked to be a bounty hunter. From what he saw, the bounty hunter had knocked out Ezra, stuffed him in a sack, and left. He said most people hadn't noticed, and that they carried on as normal. He had heard a rumor of the Watcher of Unniddr still alive. Or that she might have had an apprentice.
Back on the ship Rex said he had heard somthing about the Watcher, but it was a long time ago. Ashoka said she'd known someone from Aviddr, Unniddr's moon. Her name had been Avarisa Navia. She had been Master Kenobi's padawan for a short time. A few months later she had suddenly dissapeared while on a misson to Mandalore with her master. Something involving the Watcher death threats, and several high velocity fruits (she said she wasn't making up the last part).
Unniddr was also said to be home to the Haven. A massive rebel hideout, but that was unconfirmed. According to the natives of Aviddr nobody ever left Unniddr alive, or so they said. The Specters however, were willing to risk death if it meant getting Ezra back.
Pov Seairra
Seairra didn't know what she liked better, Unniddr or Haven. It was hard to decide, Unniddr was beautiful under the forest canopy. Light filtered through the leaves and lit everything in a greenish yellow light. Wherehas Haven was lit by large skylights that showcased the stars, and most times the sun above. Unniddr was full, of strange and wonderful smells. There was mist thyme in the morning. Named because it let loose a smell when exposed to water. Drakonscale during midday, named because it's petals resembled the scales of giant water snakes native to the planet. Then, finally aurora pine in the evening, a tree that seemes to have replaced it's leaves with spikes.
Haven had it's own smells, normally depending on the time if day. Though it's really the dights that get you, imagine a cave, turned into an underground city. However the cave was close to the surface, hence the skylights. This, while beautiful also made it more suceptible to attack, as it was hader to conceal.
Seairra pondered this as she and Ayraia walked along the stone streets towards their destination.
"Ah, here we are," Ayraia sighed, a relieved note rang obviously in her voice. "the Dancing Wampa."
The Dancing Wampa was a small apartment complex containing roughly seven rooms housing about fourteen occoupants. It was just about the third best place to live, if you were staying that is. Haven had quite a bit in the way of housing. Newcomers normally stayed in the apartment complexes, until they were sure they wanted to move in.
"Somtimes I wonder why they didn't come up with a more sensible name." She said.
"Well, they were origional all right." Ayraia muttered.
"When are you going to untie me?" Asked Ezra, seemingly incredulous with his confinement.
"When we trust you," Ayraia explained whilist opening the door. "Which is to say, until we hand you over." Seairra gave him a sympathetic look as they walked inside. The room was small, empty except for a couple of chairs and a two people standing at the far end. Ayraia strode over to them confidently, Seairra and Ezra trailing behind her like shy children.
"Where's our son?" The woman asked, seemingly worried. "Please, tell me he's not dead."
"Well Mira, it's your lucky day. He's alive, and across the room from you." Ayraia said
DUN DUN DUN, this is the AU I was talking about during chapter one. *Snarling sound in the distance* Damn it! I thought I lost that overgrown sausage! Well see ya, I'm gonna go find some fish and try to train him- ADSF