HTTYD-Star Wars: ECLIPSE

Part 5

Skaovis part 5

"Are you sure this will work?" Navida asked as she pulled the hood around her head tighter. They were near the mines today, looking like they were searching for jobs while waiting for their target.

"If we play our cards right then yes." C473 stated. They had worked out the plan in a few days and were now waiting. "Remember, we'll strike once Minta shows up for the mine inspection." he told her.

"Yes I know." Navida stated. "I also know that you can't introduce yourself by a number. Have you thought of a name yet?"

"I guess you can call me Tris for now." C473 told her. Beside them C1 beeped surprised. The droid was slightly grumpy as the Lothcat had slept on him for the past few nights. Now it was currently curled around C473's,...... no, Tris's neck.

"Why Tris?" Navida was curious. "It's an odd name?"

"It was an easy name to remember." C473 stated. "And it's no more odd than the name Hiccup."

"Hiccup? Who would be named Hiccup?" Navida now asked.

"The one I was cloned from." C473 now stated.

"I take it back. Tris is a perfectly acceptable name." She then stated.

"Good because it's starting." He told her. She looked around and indeed, people began gathering. It was mostly beggars who tried to get to the front as Minta pasted with her entourage of guards, hoping for her to be generous as she came to survey the progress in the mines. Tris could not see the woman himself as she was hidden behind white curtains of a palanquin that was being lifted by four weary-looking men. Around the palanquin guards walked stiffly. He concentrated to read the emotions of these people. Minta appeared to be disinterested in the gathered crowd. He could almost feel her scoff at their pathetic attempts. The men carrying her palanquin seemed to be feeling resignation and a deep hatred for the woman. 'Slaves' his mind supplied as he studied them. While he could have used them for their scheme he quickly changed his mind and directed his scrutiny towards the guards. There was a general dislike for Minta from them but the feelings of greed and jealousy stood out more. 'Mercenaries' He concluded. "Get ready" He whispered to Navida who gave a stiff nod in return.

C473 closed his eyes briefly and concentrated. To perform the Mind trick on so many people at once was challenging but reinforcing a fear that many of the guards had would make it seem more natural. He quickly sought out the most susceptible minds in the entourage and planted the idea in their head 'Minta has ordered your execution, you must kill her immediately' he conveyed and when he opened his eyes chaos broke out. Blaster shots rang out and some guards fell dead on the street. The crowds started screaming and running in all directions to avoid not being hit as more than half the guards turned on each other and tried to raise their blasters at Minta. Those that hadn't been affected by the Mind trick raised their blasters in defense. Both sides were being cut down as the palanquin fell sideways, the slaves trying to find a safe place to cower.

"Kriff" Navida muttered as she and Tris took out their own blasters. C1 cowered behind them while the Lothcat bristled but didn't move from where it lay. Tris looked down at the woman that had fallen out of the palanquin and was now shouting orders at her guards to contain the situation. She was dressed in lavish clothing decorated with gold and pearls and was younger than he had expected, most likely in her early forties C473 concluded. However, those that had turned were more than the men she currently had and soon only she remained alive, crouching behind the upturned palanquin as blaster shots were fired in her direction.

"We're up." He told Navida as he produced an old blaster model from his robes. C1 wisely chose to stay behind as the two organics charged into the fray. Only three men were left of the guards and all three were slowly drawing closer to the toppled palanquin where Minta was hiding behind. C473 felt her fear spike as one of the men rounded upon her and raised his blaster. He fired his blaster and hit the man square in the chest before the woman could be shot. Minta's eyes widened as the man pitched forward and landed at her feet on the ground. "Who are you?!" She shouted looking at C473 as he shot another guard while Navida dispatched the last one.