STAR WARS: TAAREN

CHAPTER FOUR.

  HEAVY DOORS OPENED, and there stood 'Trinek', a Togruta female by his side, and a protocol droid stepping in front. All the occupants on the bridge turned to look at him, and many, were confused.

       "Admiral Trinek! I --- We --- Thought you had died! Th-The reports!" One of the higher ups stuttered, face as white as a ghost. Puk in Trinek's body, merely glared at him.

       A Stormtrooper approached, cocking helmeted head to the side slightly. "Uh... Sir? Are you --- Are you okay? Who's the kid?" He asked, but he received no reply. The droid stepped in.

       "Master Trinek is tired. This is a girl from the village he apprehended." It announced, and the grey-suited fellow who had reported to Puk first, raised a brow in confusion.

       "But she's a Togruta. The natives here are dirty lizards!" He shouted, and Puk shot him another glare, more intense than the last. The grey-uniformed male stopped his outburst short, but the Stormtrooper had noticed something that he hadn't; the knife on Ashla's belt.

       "Sir," He began through his helmet. "She still has her weapon on her." Gun was raised a little, and Puk looked towards the girl.

       "Now." He clicked in Ra'ar tongue, and much to their horror, six year old girl sliced the grey-uniformed general through the knees.

       Everyone in the bridge reacted immediately; those who had blasters shot immediately, and those who didn't called for backup on battery-powered transmitters. shots were fired left and right, and Ashla and Puk jumped out to avoid it. Control panels were destroyed, flying mechanisms, the lock for the door, but still, the two jumped out of the way, with Puk concentrating hard enough so that mid jump, through sharp ripples of agonising pain, a long limbed lizard had clawed a man's face off --- Not a pretty sight. Ashla was using sharp, needle point canines (baby teeth were always the worst) to bite people wherever she could, and she'd swing at them with her dagger, only sustaining minor abrasions when she was thrown onto the ground. They had no problem with killing children, but it didn't look good when appealing to the masses.

       There was a moment that Puk missed, where he saw out of the corner of his eye, Ashla falling and hitting the ground rather hard, and she didn't get up for some time. In a flurry of rage, the young Taaren boy slashed out wildly with his claws, snapping viciously with teeth, so hard that a wretched growling and snarling noise left deadly maw. He batted at the soldiers with his tail, and the muscles were already so powerful that it knocked them over, even in their armour. Using this slot, Ashla scampered to her feet, and drove her dagger in between exposed joints in the Stormtrooper armour, and a chorus of screams left each of the men.

       Soon enough, the blaster fire was reduced from heavy, to minimal, and then, to nothing, and Puk, Ashla, and the frightened protocol droid stood in front of a total of twenty bodies, with just one remaining --- the head-pilot.

       "You have one chance to remove the location of this planet from your ship." Puk spat, and the droid translated for him. "If you don't, I will kill you where you stand." Despite how small he now was (he still was quite tall for a boy, something significant about the Raptoid race), the man took him seriously, and scrambled about the remaining view screens he could pull up, deleting the coordinates, and the signal to the ship they had found crashed so long ago.

       "There!" The man panted frantically, trying to save his own skin. "It's done! Let me go! I'll take this ship back, and I won't breathe a word of it to anyone!" He cried, and when the droid relayed that back to Puk, he considered it. However, he didn't need to consider long. Ashla tugged on the uniform he wore, now ripped, and baggier in some places from the shifting, and pointed towards the last remaining man. One of his hands were behind is back, and he was holding something. Puk and Ashla didn't know what it quite was but it seemed as if he was relaying this back to whoever was in charge of him. Was it this Lord Vader?