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Star Wars Prequel Trilogy: Fanfic: Tunnel-Mite
Title: Tunnel-Mite
Fandom: Star Wars Prequel Trilogy
Rating: Teen
Length: 898 words
Content Notes: Choose not to warn
Author Notes: AU, currently untitled, with the main characters being a young half-human (she knows her mother is human, she doesn't know what or who her father was) and Darth Maul. The timeframe is roughly three and a half years before The Phantom Menace, the girl is eight, Darth Maul is nineteen. I have borrowed headcanon from flamethrower on Sith and smell, though it's not terribly developed here.
Summary: A girl goes exploring where she shouldn't, and discovers more than she bargained for when she stumbles on a hidden ship.
Her friends had said it wasn't good to go exploring in the tunnels alone - or at all, really - but she's always been curious, and besides, there's nothing topside to keep them fed, and she's hungry. When she found the ship hidden in one of the bigger tunnels, she almost ran back the way she'd came. Except she is hungry, and the ship isn't all shut up. Maybe the owner had gotten in trouble in the tunnels, and even if they hadn't, it won't hurt to see if she can steal some food.
Even if the owner comes back, she can hide very well, and sometimes make people forget she's there, anyway.
Creeping up the ramp, Eea listens very carefully for any sounds and watches for movement. Nothing, though the inside of the ship smells almost as much as the sewer tunnels topside. And nothing comes when she starts looking for anything that's edible, or while she's bolting down a slightly sticky bar that tastes funny, but not the same way food that makes her sick tastes funny.
Eea looks over the rest of the bars for a long moment before she decides that if her friends aren't brave enough to come with her into the tunnels, she doesn't need to take them back any of the spoils she found. Smiling to herself, she turns away from them, looking around for somewhere to sleep. There's a room which has a bed, but it's smellier than the rest of the ship.
There's a less smelly place, and though it's a little bare, it's not any worse than the slums topside, and probably better. At least here, she doesn't have to worry about the sharks finding her while she's sleeping, and taking her away because she's alone and no one's watching her back. Or because the friend watching her back got bribed too well to wake her up.
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Jerking awake, Eea listens intently, shrinking a little further into the small space she'd crawled into to sleep, trying to pretend she isn't here. There's someone else on the ship, probably the person who owns it, and she doesn't want him to find her. Maybe sleeping in here instead of taking some of the bars out into the tunnels with her was a bad idea, but it hadn't felt like one.
"I know you're there." The voice isn't friendly, but it doesn't sound mean, either. Not like the sharks who steal slum kids, or like security goons who chase them. Just a person, but one her little hiding trick doesn't work on.
Eea doesn't reply, anyway. Even regular people aren't always safe, and if her hiding trick doesn't work on him, maybe her other tricks to get away won't either, and at least it's harder to get her when she's in a place which is small.
She shrieks a little when she feels something invisible grab her arm, dragging her out of her hole, before trying to pry the invisible fingers off her arm.
Something crouches in front of her, and she shifts her weight, lashing out with one fist, though whatever he is, her fist is caught before she can hit him. All red and black, with yellow eyes and small horns on his head. And smelly. Even slum kids know how to find water to wash in sometimes.
"What are you doing on my ship?" He sounds a little angry now, but also like he wants to laugh, and Eea goes still, breathing fast as she watches him warily. People who sound like that are always weird. "Stealing food and stowing away?"
Eea narrows her eyes. "You left it open, it's fair game." She doesn't know what stowing away is, unless it's stealing someone's sleeping place, and she didn't really do that.
He snorts, his grip on her fist tightening until she winces, and even then, he doesn't let go. It hurts, but Eea doesn't let herself whimper. Weakness is what gets slum kids left for the sharks.
Instead, she tries again to pry the invisible fingers that are still wrapped around her arm, trying to use one of the little tricks that works on real fingers. It just seems to make red-and-black smile, showing off sharp teeth. Eea glares at him, wondering if the invisible fingers are like her little tricks.
"You need to learn to hide better, tunnel-mite. Even a Jedi's little apprentice could find you." He shakes her with the grip on her arm and the hand engulfing her fist. "Maybe if you can, I won't drop you out the air lock before landing."
Eea frowns, confused. "But we're still in the tunnels." She knows that, the same way she knows when to run from security goons, or use her little tricks against the sharks.
"If you can get out, you could stay in them." He lets her go, and Eea frowns, backing away from him, before bolting away. The ramp that let her in is gone, and she spins, watching the man following her. He grins, showing off his sharp teeth again, and Eea glares back. "Or you come with me, and I'll teach you more tricks. If you can hide better before I get to the next planet."
Eea watches him for a long moment before she nods. She's not sure this is safe, but it doesn't feel dangerous, and learning more tricks would be good.
Fandom: Star Wars Prequel Trilogy
Rating: Teen
Length: 898 words
Content Notes: Choose not to warn
Author Notes: AU, currently untitled, with the main characters being a young half-human (she knows her mother is human, she doesn't know what or who her father was) and Darth Maul. The timeframe is roughly three and a half years before The Phantom Menace, the girl is eight, Darth Maul is nineteen. I have borrowed headcanon from flamethrower on Sith and smell, though it's not terribly developed here.
Summary: A girl goes exploring where she shouldn't, and discovers more than she bargained for when she stumbles on a hidden ship.
Her friends had said it wasn't good to go exploring in the tunnels alone - or at all, really - but she's always been curious, and besides, there's nothing topside to keep them fed, and she's hungry. When she found the ship hidden in one of the bigger tunnels, she almost ran back the way she'd came. Except she is hungry, and the ship isn't all shut up. Maybe the owner had gotten in trouble in the tunnels, and even if they hadn't, it won't hurt to see if she can steal some food.
Even if the owner comes back, she can hide very well, and sometimes make people forget she's there, anyway.
Creeping up the ramp, Eea listens very carefully for any sounds and watches for movement. Nothing, though the inside of the ship smells almost as much as the sewer tunnels topside. And nothing comes when she starts looking for anything that's edible, or while she's bolting down a slightly sticky bar that tastes funny, but not the same way food that makes her sick tastes funny.
Eea looks over the rest of the bars for a long moment before she decides that if her friends aren't brave enough to come with her into the tunnels, she doesn't need to take them back any of the spoils she found. Smiling to herself, she turns away from them, looking around for somewhere to sleep. There's a room which has a bed, but it's smellier than the rest of the ship.
There's a less smelly place, and though it's a little bare, it's not any worse than the slums topside, and probably better. At least here, she doesn't have to worry about the sharks finding her while she's sleeping, and taking her away because she's alone and no one's watching her back. Or because the friend watching her back got bribed too well to wake her up.
Jerking awake, Eea listens intently, shrinking a little further into the small space she'd crawled into to sleep, trying to pretend she isn't here. There's someone else on the ship, probably the person who owns it, and she doesn't want him to find her. Maybe sleeping in here instead of taking some of the bars out into the tunnels with her was a bad idea, but it hadn't felt like one.
"I know you're there." The voice isn't friendly, but it doesn't sound mean, either. Not like the sharks who steal slum kids, or like security goons who chase them. Just a person, but one her little hiding trick doesn't work on.
Eea doesn't reply, anyway. Even regular people aren't always safe, and if her hiding trick doesn't work on him, maybe her other tricks to get away won't either, and at least it's harder to get her when she's in a place which is small.
She shrieks a little when she feels something invisible grab her arm, dragging her out of her hole, before trying to pry the invisible fingers off her arm.
Something crouches in front of her, and she shifts her weight, lashing out with one fist, though whatever he is, her fist is caught before she can hit him. All red and black, with yellow eyes and small horns on his head. And smelly. Even slum kids know how to find water to wash in sometimes.
"What are you doing on my ship?" He sounds a little angry now, but also like he wants to laugh, and Eea goes still, breathing fast as she watches him warily. People who sound like that are always weird. "Stealing food and stowing away?"
Eea narrows her eyes. "You left it open, it's fair game." She doesn't know what stowing away is, unless it's stealing someone's sleeping place, and she didn't really do that.
He snorts, his grip on her fist tightening until she winces, and even then, he doesn't let go. It hurts, but Eea doesn't let herself whimper. Weakness is what gets slum kids left for the sharks.
Instead, she tries again to pry the invisible fingers that are still wrapped around her arm, trying to use one of the little tricks that works on real fingers. It just seems to make red-and-black smile, showing off sharp teeth. Eea glares at him, wondering if the invisible fingers are like her little tricks.
"You need to learn to hide better, tunnel-mite. Even a Jedi's little apprentice could find you." He shakes her with the grip on her arm and the hand engulfing her fist. "Maybe if you can, I won't drop you out the air lock before landing."
Eea frowns, confused. "But we're still in the tunnels." She knows that, the same way she knows when to run from security goons, or use her little tricks against the sharks.
"If you can get out, you could stay in them." He lets her go, and Eea frowns, backing away from him, before bolting away. The ramp that let her in is gone, and she spins, watching the man following her. He grins, showing off his sharp teeth again, and Eea glares back. "Or you come with me, and I'll teach you more tricks. If you can hide better before I get to the next planet."
Eea watches him for a long moment before she nods. She's not sure this is safe, but it doesn't feel dangerous, and learning more tricks would be good.