26 Open Your Eyes (2/2)

That's when both of their eyes went wide as they heard a very identifiable rolling sound of metal. P-Type Destroyer Droids could be heard unfolding. ”RETREAT!” They heard the Mandalorian, but the sudden sound of screaming bolts of death.

Katyle made it around the corner unscathed, yet just as the Zelosian rounded the corner, she wasn't so lucky.

A blast of energy ripped through the plant human's side, the smell of burning Chlorophyll could be smelt by all within the group. ”Gaaaaaah!” The Zelosian slid across the dark reflective floor of the hangar. She began to slowly pull herself across the ground towards her group, only to be met with a barrage of energy bolts.

The five of them just stood there and stared at the smelly husk. ”Shit,” the Mandalorian stated and looked behind them in the direction of their ship. Just as they were about to make a run for it, the interior defenses of the hangar turned a gun to it and opened fire.

The ensuing explosion sent most of the people standing up to the ground from the force behind it. Toxic smoke and burning debris went flying everywhere, but missed the band of trespassers.

”What in the world...?” The Mandalorian stood there for a few moments until she heard the sound of death rollin around the corner. She looked down at her gun in hand and then glanced over her shoulder. Dropping her weapon, she turned around, but as she was about to put her hands on her head the machines unfolded and opened fire.

She found herself thrown back, the front of her armor scorched. She was clearly knocked out almost immediately. Cyk and Jyk weren't so lucky, being trapped and constantly bombarded. Their armor gave out within a couple volleys of bolts and the crumbled to the ground like a pair of burnt out sandcastles.

Sven was the only one standing, Ceyra however was on her knees just watching everything going down with tears in her eyes. ”Shit, shit shit shit shit~!” She just kept on swearing with her eyes closed tightly, yet the volleys of bolts never came.

The P-Type Destroyer Droids just stood there with their shields up. Many of the B2 Battle Droids through the ship began to reactivate and group up around the three survivors.

”Huh?” Ceyra opened one eye and looked at the droids, then towards where Cyk and Jyk were. The shield was gone. Were they being held prisoner now?

Slowly the Mandalorian began to slowly regain her consciousness. As soon as she came to her senses and saw all the droids. She went to reach out for her blaster pistol, but just as she did so, her pistol flew away from her.

”No way...” Katyle croaked as she watched the blaster pistol land in the hand of a man dressed in an unpainted Mandalorian Chassis and armor. His eyes staring down at her, a smug expression on his lips.

”You l–” Katyle was cut off as she found herself picked up off the ground and dragged along the ground on the tips of her toes, until her chest armor was in the hands of the man before her.

”Welcome to the Imperius,” Valad stated with a sadistic sneer, using the force to disassemble her pistol and drop it to the ground. He then drew his saber from his sleeve and pressed its mouth against her abdomen. ”Do you surrender?”

As she went to move her arms down to disarm him of his weapon, she felt a chilly blade rip right through the chinks in her chassis. A gasp escaped her lips, her hands moving up to his shoulders.

Reaching up with one hand, he would remove her helmet and toss it to the ground. It revealed a soft ebony skin tone. Curly short hair and dark eyes. ”Do you surrender?”

He could feel her trembling as she was using him to keep standing. She clenched her jaw and opened her lips to share her purely whites in defiance.

”Surrender,” Valad ordered, his tone making her eyes widen a bit. ”Your currently employer won't live much longer anyways.” Her lips began to tremble as she pulled herself closer to him, wrapping her arms around his neck as her legs gave out.

”I.. Don't want to die.” Katyle murmured as Valad brought them both to their knees.

Valad's eye twitched slightly at the words she was spewing. ”Surrender and you won't.”

The Mandalorian girl bit her lower lip and nodded as she was slowly losing consciousness. He would place his bacta injector against the area of the wound and began injecting. A soft hissing sound could be heard each time he did it as the vials emptied and rolled away from him concurrently.

Once he believed he used enough bacta injections, he began using the force to help heal her as well. Within hours she was fine, in which he let her drop to the ground unconscious.

Sven on the other hand was sitting against the wall beside Ceyra, with a dull expression on his face. ”What're you going to do with us?” He didn't sound fearful, but one quick glance in his eyes and he looked extremely afraid.

As soon as he asked this, Riané in her leotard came walking around the corner and looked over the people gathered. ”A mandalorian, a techie and...” Her eyes narrowed on the ex-Cadet. ”Failedofficer?” Her head tilted to the side as she saw the republic patch on his shoulder with a big red X through it.

Sven stared at the girl who had suddenly appeared. She seemed to have stepped over the Zelosian without even batting an eye. Come to think of it, it seemed neither did the guy either.

Sven's gaze rested on Valad who was now collecting DNA samples of the Zelosian and putting it into a container. ”Dude, what the fuck?”

Valad glanced over at Sven for a few moments before pulling out his F-11D and taking aim at him once he set the weapon to stun. ”What the fuck, dude?” He mocked Sven with a grin, pulling the trigger and knocking him out after a few shots; causing Sven to piss himself.

”Goodnight sunshine.”

Ceyra just sat there watching him. ”Can you release me now?” She wasn't really effected by what Valad did to Sven or the others. As long as she wasn't going to die, she wasn't bothered.

With a wave of his hand, the wires released the girl and Ceyra found herself falling backwards with her feet folded beneath her. ”Ouch...” She muttered as she just laid there after pulling her legs out.

Once the bodies were picked clean, the Zelosian and twin bio-engineered aliens were jettisoned out of the nearest airlock. Droids began cleaning up the debris from the destroyed ship, and the ship itself would begin moving again as the droids in the control tower were reactivated.

”So.. Can you tell me about the contract?” His eyes narrowed on Ceyra was just about to begin relaxing, only to stiffen up. Shaking her head lightly, she sucked in her lips as if to signify her silence. ”I have other ways to make you talk...”

Wordlessly, Ceyra opened her mouth in protest.

Riané giggled a bit seeing this, ”You should talk, Techie. Pain isn't something you seem fond of.”