The One and Only
Cera Del Vexius was known for her ability to hide within the shadows and pop out only to steal something to help them survive. Some would say that Cera was a mere wanderer, but it wasn’t even that. She was just a Force Sensitive trying to survive in such a big galaxy. There was no place that Cera would call home, she would sneak aboard any transport ship in sight just to find another location to survive on. Staying in one spot for too long was risky, especially since her only way of survival was to take food and water from those who weren’t paying attention to their goods.
Normally Cera would know what planet she was heading to because it was announced over the intercom installed in the transport ships. But this time, Cera noticed that something was off. No indication of their destination, nor was the normal security present. Cera was tucked away behind some cargo within the bay, laying low and trying to be as discrete as possible. She did not want to give up her location and the young girl didn’t want anyone to know they had a stowaway on board. She remained calm, thinking of a time when she felt safe. The young girl was brought back to when she had a home, had people that cared for her, had a support system to push them down the right path.
The ship rumbled from a small explosion outside the ship. There were no windows in sight, but if they were able to see outside, the entire ship was maneuvering its way through a dangerous minefield in space. Red lights triggered within, along with the alarm, echoing throughout the entire spacecraft. It shook Cera to their feet, positioning correctly in case she had to run. But the young woman remained calm, sneaking past most of the cargo and making their way up a small staircase that would lead to a hallway. At the end of that hallway was the cockpit where two mandalorians were having a deep conversation about who had the stronger beskar armor, while trying to escape the minefield in front of them.
With a flick of a switch inside the cockpit of the ship, the Mandalorian turned the alarms off, which caused Cera to feel even more comfortable about the situation they were in. Cera made it up the stairs to find both of the men controlling the ship. One was actually maneuvering the spacecraft, while the other controlled the guns that were being used to blow up some of the mines well before they would get to them. It was to ensure their safety and to escape to their destination. Cera could tell that everything was okay, but she did not realize that she snuck on a ship owned by Mandalorians.
Cera retreated back to the cargo bay to hide out for the remainder of the trip, hoping that was the last distraction before landing. She noticed some of the cargo was opened from the impact of the ship being struck by the mines in space. It looked like the corner of a bag of sorts, so she reached down and pulled the bag free. She noticed right away that it was some sort of snack with a language on it that she could not read. The young girl instinctively opened the bag and began to munch away, while waiting for the ship to finally make it to its destination, which Cera was still unsure of where they were all going.
It wasn’t long after Cera devoured the entire bag of snacks that the ship rumbled once more. This time, it wasn’t because of a minefield in space. It was the ship landing successfully. The young girl was thrilled to finally be able to be on their way, but she had to wait until the right moment. It fell silent, causing Cera to sneak past some cargo once again, attempting to be as quiet as she possibly could. The voices became louder, both men marching down the staircase simultaneously to make their way to the exit. Cera ducked down, slowed their breathing, and remained absolutely still behind two boxes of cargo that were stacked upon one another.
Seconds passed, as did the sound of the Mandalorian’s boots pressing against the grated durasteel flooring. Cera poked her head up, watching both of the men watching the ramp slowly descend to the surface of the planet. Once it hit the ground, they marched outside and disappeared from the young girl’s view. "Took them long enough," She muttered quietly, while standing from their current position. Cera glanced around the cargo bay for only a short moment, before pressing forward to make their escape while the Mandalorians were gone.
As Cera’s black boots hit the surface of the unknown planet, she began to trek forward to begin their survival. She was full from the snacks she had a short while ago, but that was only the start. She needed water and shelter in order to live comfortably as well, so that was the first thing she would search for. Or at least hoped. What the young girl didn’t know is that the Mandalorians were far from gone. Instead, they were several feet behind her, with both blasters pointed at her back. They only waited long enough for the girl to take another few steps, before firing one blaster bolt a piece at the ground near Cera’s feet.
The dirt around her feet exploded, flinging it all over the place. She instantly screamed, jumped, then turned to face both of the armored men. It was in that moment that she felt like death was nearing, especially with no real way of defending themselves, besides the one dagger that was tucked away in their boot. But if she were to reach for anything at the moment, both of the men would certainly gun her down right there. “Move again and you will die,” He stated, while remaining to aim the blaster directly at Cera.
