Chevva'blair yawned as she moved towards the door in the small hut they were living in. She slowly opened the door and cautiously looked outside, biting her lip nervously to see if the master overseers where anywhere to be seen.
Looked like they haven't gotten there yet. A few hours earlier they had gotten the news that overseers were gonna come to look for something. No one had any idea of what but as always. You gotta be on time or else you'll get a hundred beatings or worse, shocked by a sith overseer.
Chevva'blair breathed out slowly and got out, her parents where working so she happened to be completely alone but they should be here any moment.
Lightning crackled at her fingertips at the thought of her parents possibly getting hurt for being late. With a hiss, she hid her hands in her ragged clothes and sat down on the sandy path.
Looking around she saw a couple a few houses away (the houses where all hunched together closely) where crying while holding a kid in their arms. Probably dead.
She snorted, it was pretty stupid to cry over a dead child. It's already hard enough to survive childhood as it is. She should know, her own sister was taken away long ago, unsure if she's even alive.
She was jerked from her thoughts by a hand grasping her wrist and pulling her to her feet roughly. Suppressing a hiss she stared up into the cold red eyes of a Sith. He said something she couldn't pick up before she was being dragged away.
She was too frightened to say anything and looked frantically around for some form of help.
Lightning crackled at her fingers yet again before everything went dark.
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Swtor - Ascension
ActionSurvival is hard. Survival is even harder as a slave thrust into the world of the Sith. With all odds stacked against her, Chevva'blair tries her best to succeed and hopefully, not overstep her boundaries, while trying not to let the dark side take...
