The Lord Sith Val

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Paving her way into the crowded bazar of Drakan Sud city, a young girl, high by 4 feet, ran near the shops looking at the goodies she would never be able to afford to.

Remembering her late parents, she winced at the sad thoughts and regained her composure as she concentrated.

Swiftly passing up by strangers, she made use of her little connaissance she could have made on her own and stole the mass.

Engaged in a race against time, she had to be quick as to prevent any alert to the guards.

Dressed of a light equipment as to maximze her only output; her quickness, Val chose clothes who had a darkened trait to them as to appear less in broad daylight.

*Tak* *tak* *tak*

She ran and ran until her pockets were filled of Zorma*.

[1 Zorma is equal to 33 Dollars unit]

At the end of the bazarr, she picked a different course as to leave no trace behind.

Suspecting she was being followed, she didn't want to risk the catch of today.

A few hours later, she was in a Val-Made hide up a hill.

The scenary she had from up there was magnificient.

She could see the whole Drakan South City.

Illuminated of a thousand fireflies, it was a beautiful scene that warmed her heart each time she was having trouble to sleep.

Counting the catch she had, Val was happy as she thought:

"Survive...One More Day.."

Having stolen a hundred of Zorma, it was indeed a good feat for a young child.

It was not enough knowing how much sharks were wandering the bazarr.

Life in Drakan Sud city was expensive.

In fact, it was the most expensive after Raxus, The planet of Senators.

"Yo!"

To her right came abruptly, a sudden man that looked suspicious enough to make Val shiver of fear.

"No need to look so surprised. You stole a bunch of people today.. And I'm not angry. In fact, it's impressive you know how to use your body. But.. But, you stole me something. I'm gonna ask you nicely while I'm checking around your shelter. Give me my lightsaber."

Val wasn't so sure what the man was talking about.

No, more precisely, Val didn't understand the language the man was talking about.

After all, Val grew up an orphan.

She never had a teacher.

The only words she learnt of was by the merchants of The Bazarr.

And her wittedness came from failing and getting tortured for stealing.

In short, she was in a deeper mess now that she got caught.

But she didn't want to let the man know that she was illeterate.

So, she assumed the pose of frightened.

She wanted the man to feel like he frightened the 'weak girl'.

"Ohh, I scared you.. My bad. I simply don't wish to 'Kill' you. So, don't play with me, brat. Give me the metal thingy, right now."

Pointing over the object he came to claim, Val understood that instantly that he came to retrieve an object she stole.

It was the lightsaber that was in her hand somehow.

The man thought Val didn't know much of the saber but it was not the case.

Different from Jedi that always had a voice inside telling them to feel the force and the soul of the lightsaber, Val used the facial expression of the man to guess.

When he understood what movements led to what expression, she used that to tend a trap.

Holding the saber towards the man, the man felt a feely fear as Val tried to give him the saber with the output pointed at him.

"Careful with that, won't you? It's pretty sensitive...? What am I fooling..? A kid like you would never be able to do anything. Let me just grab that.."

And at that moment, Val activated the light saber.

*Kwishuuuuuuuuuu!*

"The...Fuck!!..arghh...."

Falling on his back, the man was agonizing of pain.

The hole in his heart was vivid to him.

And Val kept standing up, with the lightsaber in hand.

*Schvrmmmmmmm!*

She was mesmerized by the surrealness of the situation.

She moved around the lightsaber and smirked at the warmth of the object.

She wasn't sure how to switch it off so, she assumed it had to be struck inside flesh once more.

"...Arghhhhh!!"

Planting the saber inside the man once again, Val didn't understand.

The lightsaber didn't switch off at all.

"Fuck!"

Enunciated Val, a light saber at hand and a bloodied corpse of a man she was afraid of.

×To be continued×