A being stood atop the command chair of a vessel, sitting like they were king. A battle worn body sat upon the old interior. The light hum of the engines as the vessel flew through the void.
"Bring the new catch forward.."
The sinister voice spoke, another being in the room being dragged to the floor, they seemed somewhat human in figure, but a pair of ears and a tail, along with a large set of wings donned their body. Like an avian creature. The head hung low in shame. A chain locked around their neck.
A space battle had raged within an unmarked system, not cared for by galactic politics, who cares about minor races in a a galaxy of trillions. A battle line of starships met the slaver foe, energy weapons flying through the void and missile attacks launching. A few squadrons of fighters within the fight. A slaver vessel explodes as two missiles are sent into the spine of the ship. A sleak plane zooming past. A dogfight encompassing between fighters. Then a large rumble from the slaver flagship unleashes, a large beam ripping apart the battleline that was already taking damage from the superior foe. The shattered fleet is swept aside as the slaver force descends on a raid of the small outer colony. A small desperate ground fight quickly crushed as men are shot and women are taken with children. The slaver raid departing ounce more to sell the new exotic goods they come across.
A single fighter kept up a desperate last stand to stop the slaver ships as a missile impacts upon its rear blasting the planes tail off. Dead in space as its slowly dragged for the slaver flagship, before the fleet departs from the raid back into the void to sell to a galaxy.