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Chapter 4: Priceless

Rey grunted as she was forcefully thrown to the ground. She scrambled away as the guards advanced on her.

"You're more trouble than you're worth, little scavenger." One of them sneered, baring his rotten yellow teeth at her.

Rey wanted to fight back but she was without her weapon and there was far too many for her to handle herself. At least six, she counted, all of them surrounding her menacingly.

"We'll take of care you right now" another one spoke, several of them reached for the blasters strapped to their waist.

Rey felt her blood run cold.

She sucked in a breath as the hopelessness of the situation dawned on her. She was going to die, they were going to killer her and dump her body somewhere never to be found.

Her family, She was never going to see them again.

She wanted to cry, she wanted to scream, she wanted to bite and scratch her way to freedom.

The muzzles pointed directly at her face.

Rey braced herself for the inevitable, tears streaking down her face.

"Stop!"

Rey's eyes snapped open as the Head-mother came stomping into the room, a hysterical look about her. Granted the Head-mother never looked like she was in her right mind, but wide furious eyes, disheveled attire, and snarling teeth was not something she usually associated with the flamboyant woman.

She pointed at Rey "You!" She spat "You think you can do whatever you want? You think you have any sort of control here!?"

"Head mother we were just about-"

"Quiet!"

The guard who had spoken backed away, not willing to be the subject of her ire a second longer.

The head-mother closed the distance between them and grabbed her by the wrist pulling her to her feet.

"Killing you would be too easy, I'm going to teach you a lesson."

"W-what are you going to do?"

The Head-mother turned, a cruel glint in her eyes, "I'm going to make you our first showing of the night," The head-mother tilted her head, putting a finger to her chin in mock contemplation

"Lets say we start off at about...50 credits."

Rey clenched her jaw, unable to think of anything to say in retaliation. The Head-mother giggled and continued to drag her towards the stage.

Soon she was in front of the bright lights once again, she could barely hear the swish of the curtains, the murmur of the crowd as they began to talk amongst themselves, the over exaggerated characteristics that the head-mother was spitting out about her. She hardly even paid attention as the crowd gasped as her price was announced.

Everything was numb, her world was disappearing in a chaos of sounds and voices.

How had she ended up here? Right here, in this very moment, in this place?

This was not how it was suppose to go.

She should have saved herself by now.

She should have been able to, like she always has.

But she couldn't, not this time.

"...credits!"

Rey could finally admit the one thing that she had been in denial about since she had been captured.

she couldn't do this alone. She needed help.

"...thousand credits!"

But there was no one. Not a single person that she could look to for help.

She suddenly felt like her younger self, alone and afraid.

Begging for someone to come back,

Begging for someone to be there.

Begging for someone to care.

Ironically, it was the silence that brought Rey back to reality.

A stunned crowd is what greeted her, A single figure was standing, his chest heaving, his eyes holding nothing but flames of determination.

Rey nearly choked as he uttered the words that must have caused time itself to stop in the theater.

"115 million credits!"

The only sound after that was the dull thud of the Head mother fainting.

Finn was worried, he realized, Irrationally so. He shouldn't really care this much about someone he had just met should he? Well Poe had always told him that he had the tendency to be unreasonably kind. Guess this was one of those times.

He wondered what they were doing to her, were they punishing her for what she had done to Sylvia. He wasn't too familiar with how these things worked but he was aware enough to know that whatever was happening to her wasn't good.

He spared a glance to his side, a few feet away stood Sylvia. His usually slick back hair was standing on end, his greeted teeth and hunched posture evident of the fact that he was still in pain from the earlier incident. He was being treated on the spot by some of his Men,

Finn wondered why he hadn't just left the Auction to go get treated somewhere else.

The silver haired man suddenly stood, shooing his men away. He made his way towards him and Finn could see the Sloppily done bandages on the man's wrist, Sylvia held it softly with his other hand, being extra careful not to jostle it in anyway.

"Who was she!? Did you know her? Where is she right now!?" He sneered, firing off questions at him before he could even answer.

Finn swallowed, and decided to summon a little courage. He was fully aware of how much his parents seemed to favor Sylvia, but the need to speak his mind overrode any sense of caution that he was harboring when it came to censoring himself around Sylvia.

"You shouldn't have embarrassed her like that, " Finn stated, he attempted to be casual, his posture relaxed and he was staring absentmindedly at the empty stage and the closed red curtains.

"Embarrassed her?" Sylvia questions, his tone stuck somewhere between amusement and disbelief.

He scoffed "She's a slave, Finn! And she should have known better than to touch, let alone attack me."

"She's not your property, Sylvia!" he retorted, letting a bit of his irritation shine through.

Sylvia paused, then smirked, "You're right, you are absolutely right Finn, my dear prince." He licked his lips "Not yet at least..."

Finn's eyes widened, "You're planning to buy her?"

"Why yes, the more I think about it, the more appealing the idea becomes, she seems like the resilient type, all grit and defiance. It could be fun to see if I could break her."

He licked his lips and walked away leaving a simmering Finn behind.

The sound of the bell rang again and the theater fell silent, the curtains parted again and Finn was surprised to see the girl from before on the stage.

The flamboyant woman from before stood to the side smiling widely, she seemed excessively pleased with herself.

"Thank you so much for being patient with us! Unfortunately we had a minor hiccup but I am happy to announce that we can go ahead and proceed with our first auction of the night."

She gestured to the girl who was frozen in place,

Finn noticed her eyes were glassy and far away, It was as she had retreated into her own mind.

"So without further ado, lets begin!"

Lighthearted upbeat music started to play and bright lights flashed across the stage to focus their attention on the girl.

"Auction number 1, as you all might have seen earlier she is quite strong, quite proficient in the use of a staff as a weapon, and she is absolutely brimming with youthful beauty. As a special thanks for all of you for being such loyal customers, The bidding will begin at a wonderfully low 50 credits!"

There was a gasp, as the crowd reacted to the low price.

A shout immediately reverberated through the theater, "100 credits for the girl" Sylvia said raising his hands high in the air.

"100 credits from the silver haired man! Do I hear 200 credits!?" She asked.

The crowd was silent.

Finn felt himself start to panic, he could only imagine the sort of things that Sylvia was going to do to her.

He closed his eyes, and took a deep breath.

He had a vague concept of a plan in his mind,

Whatever, he would work out the details as he went along.

Finn stood.

"100 credits going once, going twice, so-"

"1,000 credits!"

As soon as the words had left his mouth, the crowd's attention had shifted towards him,

The woman on stage who had been grinning widely the entire time scowled In disdain at the standing prince.

Finn could practically feel Sylvia's furious glare. He turned to the disgruntled senator and smirked, feeling a sense of smug satisfaction at the sheer fury being directed at him.

1,000 credits! Any other offers? Good! so-"

"2,000 credits!"

The blonde woman on stage growled.

Finn could tell he was going to be in for a fight. He decided that it would be best to try and end it as quickly as possible. This girl being bought by Sylvia was not an option.

"10,000 credits" He shouted, hoping such a steep hike in price would deter him.

Sylvia himself stood up " 50,000 credits!"

Finn's eyebrows rose in surprise at the amount, not believing that Sylvia was willing to go this far for petty revenge. The last few minutes were confirming every horrible feeling he had harbored for Sylvia since day one.

Before the woman on stage could say another word Finn spoke "200,000 credits,"

The crowd started to grow louder as these two men went back and forth, all of them wondering what was it about the ferocious girl on stage that would demand such fierce competition.

"500,000 credits!"

"1 million credits!"

as soon as he had offered the price, the audience grew louder, he turned to Sylvia and smirked. Daring him to go higher, testing to see how far the man would go and to show how far he was willing to go

"10 million credits."

The crowd gasped loudly, the woman on stage froze, her jaw dropping.

Finn closed his eyes, numbers going through his head.

He took a deep breath.

Well...his parents weren't going to be happy, but he would think about that later.

For now...

"115 million credits!"

The rest of the auction passed by in a blur, he watched silently as the other girls on stage were Auctioned off, his adrenaline was at an all time high, his heart beating erratically against his chest. He couldn't get the image of her eyes out of his head, the way she locked onto his gaze the entire time she was being dragged away back stage. He couldn't make heads or tails of it, there were so many things reflecting back at him and not all of them were good.

"Master 2187" An attendant said, calling him by the moniker that he had given them.

"Hmm?" Finn said,

"Were ready for you in the back."

Finn nodded wordlessly and stood to follow the woman to the back of the stage, his body heavy as he walked, a strange sense of anxiety welling up inside him at the thought of meeting her face to face again.

It felt like he had wronged her, even though he had done so with the best intentions, he still felt like he committed some great unforgivable sin.

"Here we are, Master 2187"

Finn thanked the girl and walked inside, unsurprisingly he was greeted by the eccentric blonde woman with the overly large hair.

But Finn hardly focused on her.

The girl stood silently in the middle of the room, her jaw clenched and her hands fisted at her sides, she looked ready to kill.

More specifically.

She looked ready to kill him.

"Aah Master-2187"

Finn forced a smile on his face as the woman hugged him awkwardly then held him at arms length "We thank you so much for your generous contribution to our business." She gushed positively beaming. She led him over to a table on the other side of the room.

He didn't miss the way the girl's eyes followed him the entire time.

"We just added the finishing touches to the transaction, the credits have gone through successfully. All you have to do is touch here to complete the contract." She held up a pad to him and Finn pressed his right rand to the screen, it scanned him for a few seconds before beeping loudly.

"And we are done!" She chirped, she put the pad away before handing him something "And lastly, this your personal handler device, we have her inserted with a tracking device as well as an obedience mechanic."

"A what?" Finn asked, growling at her unintentionally.

The woman looked a little surprise at his reaction but proceeded to explain, a smile still plastered to her face "Oh just little fail safe in case some of them get disobedient, this one especially." She giggled gesturing to Rey.

"I see…" he said simply, He then smiled at her brightly, imitating the same look that had been glued to her face the entire time had been around her "Can you leave?"

Her smile faltered for the first time, and Finn felt a sense of triumph as it did so. Finn shifted his tone becoming firm and uncompromising.

He fixed her with a hard look. "I said get out."

Looking slightly afraid, the woman stuttered out a reply"Oh…oh of course." she stepped out and Finn let out a sigh of relief.

He approached the girl.

He had to make her understand, he had to make sure she knew why he did what he did, and that he had no intentions of harming her.

And he also wanted to know her name.

"Hi, I'm F-" The crowned prince of Aguar-12 never finished his sentence.

A small fist had collided with his nose.

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