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Chapter 3: The Retreat

Inside a room where two of the four walls are made of black glass and droid parts litter the ground a five-year-old child sits on his heels. With his short aquamarine hair and all the baby fat vanishing from his face makes Monu look like a little adult.

Over the past five years he's enjoyed his childhood with his five older siblings and trained in the force. His father Agranar is a well recognized exotic painter who sells his work throughout the galaxy. With his father's work his family lived a carefree life even for Zeltron standards.

Without a teacher, in the usage in the force he used his own knowledge from movies, tv shows, books, and games to meander his way through. Starting his training according to the Jedi teachings in control, sense, and alter. Over the years he has been practicing control. Control is to use the force in their own body to increase speed, strength, and even response time.

During this time he has hesitated to try and sense the force outside because once that door is opened it cannot be closed without training. To prevent himself from being found he's resisted the temptation.

"Haaa." Releasing a long breath he picks up the droid arm joint in front of him and begins fighting with motors and pistons. "I should have asked for NZT that can be taken by any species and age. Who knows if that stuff will have any effects on a child's developing brain."

Throwing the part aside he shakes his head. "How did Anakin become an ace mechanic by nine years old? I can barely assemble the parts."

When his voice falls the door to his room slides open and reveals a tall boy with skin as red as blood. "Monu lets go, we're going back Dungalow Retreat. A group of first time offworlders has just arrived and we can cheat them for more pocket money."

"Offworlders?" Monu instantly jumps to his feet with a slight smile. "It won't be like last time right? That Arcona chased me all the way down Ethar street! I ended up being kidnaped by a group of middle-aged women preparing for their daughter's wedding and talking about grandchildren for hours!"

The boy walks into the room and wraps his arm around Monu's shoulder and begins walking him out. "If I remember correctly you gambled with that Arcona and won his starship. When he refused to pay you kicked him in the shin and ran."

Monu's already red face turns a shade darker and his eyes dodge to the side. "How was I supposed to know all bets are covered by security, It was my first time winning something that big and I thought he wouldn't pay. The Retreat looks like such a shady and loose place, who could tell it's so well managed?"

"Just trust your eldest brother!" Patting Moni's shoulder he strides towards the other four people in the room. "I've been working at the Retreat for two years now, would I take my precious younger siblings to a shady place?"

Instantly everyone in the room looked at their eldest brother Zinol. At 14 years old he's already at the age where most start deciding what they want to be in the future. Like all Zeltron he is extremely handsome, but something about him just seems seedy.

"Yes!" Everyone answered at the same time while smirking towards each other.

Besides Zinol, he has three other brothers and a sister. A 13-year-old hybrid Human/Zeltron with pink skin and light brown hair named Damon. Sidvon, a 13-year-old full Zeltron with deep red skin and blue hair. His sister Asnara, a 12-year-old hybrid Twi'lek/Zeltron with blue skin and red markings along her lekku and body like tattoos.

The youngest besides himself is another Human/Zeltron hybrid named Kopo who is 7 years old. Of all the children he is the only hybrid who doesn't appear mixed at all. He has cream-colored skin and light blonde hair. If it wasn't for the fact he had two livers one would think he was a normal human.

"Bah! Forget you guys! Where is the majesty an elder brother should have! No love! You don't love me!" Zinol throws his hands into the air and walks towards the turbo lift.

Watching their brother's dramatic actions everyone just shakes their head while making their way to the lift.

"Where did our parents go today?" Walking into the lift Monu turns his head towards Damon.

"Father had another piece to be auctioned off, I assume they won't be back for a few days." Standing there with his eyes closed and a serene look on his face gives him the illusion that he's older than he is.

As a half Zeltron they don't have the ability to release pheromones or sense emotions. Because emotions don't easily influence him like Zinol and Sidvon he had to become the responsible one in the group.

The lift quickly makes its way to the ground floor and they begin moving through the lobby. Leaving the building the sound of speeders and music instantly fill the air.

After five years of adaptation the futuristic technology and aliens no longer bring him much of a surprise. Due to Ethar street being close by they don't have to take a speeder.

"So here I am serving drinks to this Ortolan but his trunk was too big to drink from the glass." Zinol starts talking about his job and everyone crowds around to listen.

Looking at his brothers and sister he can't help smile but be worried at the same time. "He was right, my wishes were really foolish. The immortal elixir will condemn me into a life of loss as I watch everyone around me die. I should have had the elixir change me into a vampire so I could change other people." Mumbling to himself he shakes his head and keeps up with the others.

After walking for a few minutes they finally arrive at the Retreat. A large building in the shape of a pyramid with ninety-nine floors. Legend has it there are another ninety-nine floors underground for different levels of VIP guests.

After asking their parents multiple times they always get the same answer, a simple grin. Either way, the Retreat is the biggest casino in the Northern Provence. According to his mother, the Southern Provence where she is from is catered more towards spas, beaches, and relaxation than clubs and gambling of the north. The only place you can enjoy both is in the capitol.

Walking towards the door two burly security droids turn their yellow eyes towards them to check their identities but don't stop them from going in. Every Zeltron, even half Zeltrons have two livers so even kids are allowed to enter casinos on this planet.

As for preventing off-world children from entering the casino? No one brings their kids to Zeltros.

"GD-84, 59, how are you guys? I heard a lot of first-time guests are here today?" Zinol walks to the two droids and pats them on the chest.

"We cannot divulge the information about the guest on floor 58, it goes against protocol." GD-59 turns towards Zinol and instantly reports the information he wants in a roundabout way.

"Hahaha no problem guys I understand I understand." Winking at the droids he walks inside the building.

"These droids aren't reliable at all." Asnara turns towards Monu as they walk inside the door. "If you're ever able to fix that droid your building remember not to put in so many loopholes."

Glancing at his sister he can't help but shrug "Sister you don't understand, the droids are smarter than you think. We can sense their emotions, offworlders on Zeltros are like logs floating on a lake. Their emotions make them easily spottable as they are over excited by the pheromones."

Inside the air is filled with a light pink haze that automatically increases one's mood. Lights flash and aliens of nearly every race in the galaxy can be seen gathered around different tables and machines.

Seeing this familiar scene Monu's eyes light up. The first time he came here last year he fell in love with the place. In the following time he's won and lost three starships, forty droids, and nearly a hundred thousand credits.

All the droid parts in his room are from this place.

Glancing around he turns towards his siblings and waves. "Don't wait up, I'll see you guys later!" Squeezing through the crowd he leaves his siblings behind.

"I don't get it." Asnara glances at Kopo and grabs his hand. "He's two years younger than you but acts so much different."

"Because he is fearless." With a rare smile on his face Damon walks towards a gambling table. "He can sense emotions better than most adults, don't you know this by now?"

"Don't listen to him Asnara." Sidvon pats her shoulder. "Let's go play pazaak."


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Kingofthedunbell Kingofthedunbell

Some people might say ahhh nothing happened all chapter, but these chapters are the core of the novel. I'm not the best writter by far, but I feel this chapter explains what kind of planet Zeltros is and the Zeltron culture.

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