Chapter 2 Hope.

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After what seemed like forever, Neeran finally found her VCX-100 Light Freighter called the Spectre.

"Well that took long enough," said Neeran, finally spotting her ship. "Last time I go somewhere and forget where I parked my ship."

Suddenly, an astromech droid rolled down the ramp and the boy scurried behind Neeran to get away from it.

The droid said something in binary and Neeran replied, "Ah shit, I did too. Okay this time I mean it: I won't forget where I parked my ship next time."

The droid said something else and Neeran shouted in reply, "What do you mean I've got a lousy sense of direction unless he's around, Comm?!"

Behind her, the boy whimpered slightly at the sight of the droid and Neeran's shouting.

"Ah, crap I did it again," muttered Neeran, as she turned around to the boy and knelt down to his eye height.
"Sorry I shouted, I was just upset with Comm here," said Neeran, gesturing to the astromech.
Comm rolled up and beeped he was sorry. The boy took a step back from Comm but had calmed a little.

"Come on then," continued Neeran standing up and walking towards the ramp. "Let's get those manacles off you, shall we?"

"Wait," whispered the boy.
"Yes?" asked Neeran, turning to the boy.
"Why are you doing this to me?" asked the boy in a hushed tone.

Neeran halted and looked at the scared boy. Leaving the ramp entrance, Neeran walked over to the boy, knelt down to his height and placed her hands on his shoulders. The boy flinched, as if expecting to be hit.

Inwardly, Neeran sighed. The boy had been through so much in his short life.
"Because no one deserves to be owned by someone or to wear the shackles you have."

The boy eyes lit up in the evening sun and the thought of freedom.

Neeran smiled and stood up. The boy would take a long time to heal from his traumatic early life, but Neeran decided then and there she would stay and care for him during his healing process.
Holding out her hand, Neeran smiled warmly and asked, "You coming?"

The boy nodded and grabbed her outstretched hand, as if never wanting to let it go.

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