The roughness of turbulence and the constant humming of the engines were a draining sound to the Wookiee’s ears, yet no light has touched his eyes for several days now. His hands and feet were cuffed tightly, his robes torn and shredded to pieces as his lips felt swollen and tasted of iron and blood. As Wrooshuu tried to look around, his neck felt in severe pain to move and the floor was wet and cold, most likely from his soaked fur or his blood. The only strain of light he could see, was a small circular hole at the wall by his feet. This is also where the muffled voices came from, one of them was a strong and husky tone which almost sounded like he was dehydrated. The other was quite familiar to Wrooshuu, it had a sarcastic tone to it, and was definitely human or similar. The Wookiee tried his best to wriggle and roll closer to the hole, as his strength failed him many times. Eventually he rose to his knees and slammed his body weakly against the metal with the hole, trying to look inside. From his view, Wrooshuu could notice it was a human who was black haired and quite relaxed at the front. With his feet up on the counter and his arms behind his head, the human looked asleep.

“Half hour, sir.”

“Good, increase speed. I’ll check him”

Wrooshuu panicked a little and decided to fall back onto his side and close his eyes in an attempt to look at least comatose. The light then quickly left the small, dark room he was held in as the Wookiee could sense something was not in order. Wrooshuu began to concentrate and probed the mind looking inside the dark room, he ability immediately told him it was someone familiar; Marcus Kiriyu. He growled to himself and concentrated more in order to penetrate the mind, his intentions to escape placed onto the Epicanthix. The transport began to sway and jolt to different sides as a struggle began to erupt from the pilot’s area.

“Stop the shuttle now! Or I will ram it into the dirt!”

“I can’t sir! Aedile’s orders!”

The jolting became heavier and more forceful as punches and grunts echoed across the vehicle. Blaster bolts then smashed the windows of the shuttle as the vehicle jolted harshly to one side. Heavy bumps caused Wrooshuu to collide with the ceiling as the shuttle tossed and crashed to a halt. Slammed into the metal wall with the light, the Wookiee’s cell was then torn apart as the old trunk of a dead tree collided and ripped the doors apart. The strong glistening of the sun blasted through the shreds of metal and blinded Wrooshuu, but he had no time to cower. The Wookiee shuffled his damaged body across the bloody floor and jumped out the door, he could not move far as his feet were clasped together. Forced to hop away in haste, Wrooshuu panted hard and tried to gather his location, his eyes darting around the well constructed road. No landmarks could be seen, as they appeared to be literally in the middle of jungle. Some mossy ruins could be seen poking out the opposite side of the road, however a welding droid sat there and worked on installing a nightlight for the new road. The Wookiee took the chance and hopped across the dirt road, the droid still not aware of his presence until it was too late for it. Wrooshuu ripped into the circuitry of the droid, then grabbed the welding torch and used it against his cuffs. The sparks that ignited against his fur and brought a harsh pain he was not used to, burning his fur away until eventually his feet were free. As the Wookiee began to awkwardly work on his hand cuffs, two very precise blaster bolts sped past his head and into the ruins. Wrooshuu quickly twisted and roared out, as Marcus stood next to his soldier accomplice.

“Get back in the shuttle, Wookiee or you’ll be going in pieces.”

The Wookiee slowly stood from the damaged droid and proceeded to walk towards Marcus, he knew his Shyriiwook dialect was not something Marcus could not understand so he pointed down the road and expected the Epicanthix to understand.

“There? That’s your new home and destination, buddy. That,”

Marcus pointed towards the slight spires spiking from the trees as the city revealed itself through the clouds, glistening in the sunlight.

“Is the Seventh Sanctum, you’ll enjoy it.”