HTTYD-Star Wars: ECLIPSE

Part 2

Skaovis part 2

"You haven't chosen your path yet." a female voice stated.

"I'm a Sith." He answered back.

"Are you? Are you really?" His own mind now supplied.

"YES!" was shouted much too quickly in defense.

"It doesn't seem like it." His mind casually stated before his eyes snapped open. He let out a groan as pain shot through his left shoulder on which he had fallen due to the rather rough landing that they just had. He barely registered the indigent beeping that was coming from somewhere behind him. When he got up and turned around he saw that the droid had ended upside down during the crash landing and was now trying to wiggle its way right side up. With a flick of his hand he used the Force to help the droid. It let out a surprised beep and then rotated its head towards him.

The next thing he knew he was being interrogated by the droid who was now acting more like a mother hen than anything else.

"Yes, yes. I'm alright. No, I do not need a med pack. Yes, I'm sure." He answered the droid's flurry of questions while standing up and looking around.

"Well this isn't so bad." He noted. More beeps and bangs followed which were really the droid asking how he didn't know how to pilot a ship.

"Well excuse me for not knowing. I'm literally three years old." C473 replied as he began rummaging through the pockets of the men he had killed and taking their credits. "Oh don't look at me like that. These men won't be needing their money anytime soon." He mumbled as he looked back to the droid who had fallen silent and was observing him. Then the droid asked him one question.

"How I'm three years old when I look like an adult?" C473 repeated as he mulled over what to tell the droid. He wasn't one to lie but even Drago told him to shut up countless times because he was too blunt. "I'm a clone, plain and simple. Was activated almost three years ago." He said. "I can do everything an adult can so you don't need to worry." He told the droid as an afterthought.

C1 beeped a bit impishly. "With the exception of flying and landing a ship." The clone corrected to what he thought must have been a smug looking droid. He placed the pouches of credits in his pockets and his hand froze when his fingers brushed against something there that he hadn't noticed. There in the palm of his hand lay a translucent Kyber crystal.

"How?" And then it hit him. He thought back to when he had been possessed by Andeddu. That woman, Mala, he overheard her being called, had spoken to him. Her words now rang fresh in his mind. "Now make sure you keep that thing I placed in your pocket safe." She had said before fading out. 'How did she even get a Kyber crystal?' He asked himself. He closed his palm and placed the crystal back in one of his pockets. It wouldn't do to dwell on that right now. He couldn't use the crystal anyways. It felt cold and unresponsive to his touch. That was all the proof he needed that he was still a Sith.

"Let's get out of here." He mumbled and headed back to the cargo hold. C1 one followed behind him but bumped into him abruptly as he had stilled in the door's entrance. His eyes narrowed as he saw the other prisoners. They were huddled together in a corner. Where he once sensed hope he now sensed trepidation. He took a step forward and watched them huddle closer. The clone wondered what these people had endured and where they had come from to be so afraid.

"Please spare us." One of them mumbled. A slightly older humanoid than the rest. He cocked his head to the side to convey his confusion.

"Why would I hurt you?"

"You......... the crew......" The man managed to get out and then pointed to the body of the slumped slaver that he had left dead in the hold. C473 frowned and thought 'Did they actually think that he was going to kill them? The slavers were an annoyance, these people hadn't done anything and had been prisoners like him.'