*20 BBY, Zygerria*
(posted two because they're short...thanks for all of the support c:)
My heart raced. I had found my family. I was both overjoyed and heartbroken. A small part of me was still secretly hoping that they weren't really captured. The Queen pranced around our room, commenting on little things. Her voice drowned out as my head raced. We could really do this!
"Runooooooo." The Queen purred in front of me. "We must speak."
"Yes ma'am." I side-eyed Spitfire, who was simply staring at the floor. I saw black ink on his shoulder blade. His shirt must have shifted while we danced and kissed. I wonder when he got that tattoo? "Would you like me to send my slave away?"
"Oh no, he's my little eye candy." She winked at me. Heat flared in my chest, but I said nothing. "Anyway, I was wondering where you acquire your slaves. I just simply adore them."
"I am told nothing of their origin. They are simply objects...numbers."
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The Runaways
FanfictionA young Twi'lek Jedi struggles to navigate a galaxy in turmoil. During the height of the Clone War, when the Jedi need her most, she and her small force of clones vanish. Where did they go? What are they doing? And what will happen when Order 66 te...
