HTTYD-Star Wars: ECLIPSE

Part 18

Savro part 9

The ride to the pirate base was not smooth. The hovercrafts went over fallen and burn logs causing Tris and the other people they captured to jolt in the cages. They had placed him in a separate cage from their other captives. 'Probably stragglers that had been fleeing the fires.' Tris assumed as he managed to glimpse at them. He wasn't too thrilled about the Ysalamir that had been placed on his chest either because he couldn't use the Force to sense his surroundings our the mental state of the pirates. They had been a bit wiser this time and had even taken his lightsabers.

Tris was still weak but he'd managed to get a good look at the pirate's base of operations. As he had assumed it was heavily camouflaged. The ship was huge and there were cages of Ysalamirs all around it. 'Someone was paranoid.' He guessed as he and the captured natives were dragged out of the cages attached to the hovercrafts.

"What's all this?!" A gruff voice shouted. Tris watched as a burly man with a grizzly brown beard emerged from the ship. "What's all the commotion?!"

"Boss!" Several of the pirates greeted and Tris assumed that this must have been the Alvin they were talking about. "We brought back a boon boss!" One of the men said and gestured to the captives. Their boss took one look before cuffing the man on the back of the head. "Who told ya to bring back any survivors! I told ya to burn the place down!" Their boss shouted.

"But Alvin, they could still fetch a high price!" The man that had been cuffed reasoned. "We even got the one that put out the forest fire."

"WHAT!" Alvin's voice got higher. The burly man then looked at where his underling was pointing and blanched upon seeing Tris staring back at him. "YOU!" He shouted as he approached Tris. "Why are you here??!"

Tris for his part was confused. He'd never met this man before. He was still being restrained by two of the pirates and was still physically weak but he was sure he didn't know this man. As he looked up at Alvin his auburn hair covering his red eye parted. "Wait, you aren't him." Tris heard Alvin mutter upon noticing his different colored eyes and then something hit him. Hiccup, that goody-goody-two-shoes of an original, must have been the one to piss this pirate off. It would explain the amount of Ysalamirs.

"Take them all to the brig!" Alvin ordered before walking back inside. Tris and the other captives were herded into the bowels of the ship. When they reached the brig they were roughly shoved inside. Tris still in shackles nearly stumbled if not for one of the natives catching him. The grey humanoid steadied him as the cell doors closed behind them. Tris inclined his head to thank the man and noticed that the other natives were all watching him with curiosity and awe. 'Were they in the area when he was dousing the flames?' Tris wondered as he leaned against a wall to get a better look at his surroundings. He knew that there might have been stragglers of those fleeing the settlements but he never thought it would be this many. 'Or had the pirates attacked other villages before they set the jungle on fire?' He mused since beside the elderly and children there was also a large group of fit women and men present. Someone shouted in shock and awe from a cell opposite to him which jolted him out of his musings and caught his attention. He hadn't seen them previously but the cell across from him housed several individuals, most definitely human, dressed in dark robes. Those men eyeing him caused the hairs on his neck to stand up.

One of the men in dark tattered robes approached the bars and touched them only to be electrocuted. The scream of pain did nothing to deter the man however as he looked at Tris with adoration.

"This is getting freaky.' Tris muttered unnerved as he couldn't use his Force powers due to the Ysalamir in the room to asses the situation. He hated being without feeling the Force connections. It was so foreign to him yet at the same time he wondered how non-sensitive beings could function like this. Not feeling the Force was tantamount to having one of his senses cut off.