Agent Kirtan Loor

ISB Field Agent

Imperial Palace, Imperial Center, Inner Rim

“Careless, we were careless.” muttered Agent Loor.

He was walking down a hallway in the Imperial Palace alongside one of the most hated, but also the most feared, individual in the known galaxy.

“Excuse me?” The woman next to him said.

Loor looked at Director Ysanne Isard.

“What I’m saying is we’re too careless. We should’ve known about all of these assassination attempts on the Emperor and on top of that, we’ve failed to detect Rebel fleet moments. I don’t recall the last time we’ve eliminated a high ranking member.”

“Are you criticizing how we work Agent Loor?” Isard asked.

“To be honest ma’am, yes. I don’t enjoy it, but the first step in improvement is to recognize your mistakes and weaknesses.”

Isard laughed.

“You’ve been hanging around Thrawn for too long Agent Loor. Let me worry about the state of ISB, and you worry about your assignments.”

Loor stepped in front of Isard causing the woman to stop.

“I don’t mean to criticize you ma’am, but there’s too many holes in ISB and our field agents have been outsmarted countless times by the Rebels. I suggest a complete overhaul. We need our agents to not just be able to fight, but to think wisely. We are lacking the latter.”

Isard’s eyes narrowed.

“Then maybe you’re interested in training them personally?”

Loor frowned.

“Maybe once I’ve completed all of my assignments. I’m just suggesting we should revive Yuleran’s tactics.”

“Yuleran was weak. He lacked the killer instinct we needed.”

“And yet, he and his agents have had a very successful record.”

“Except for Kallus.”

“Except him for which, I will personally deliver his head to your desk.”

“Good, I believe you told me earlier that you found something as well?”

“Yes ma’am, I’ve had, some suspicions about General Derricote.”

“And what did you find?”

“Two things. One, I’ve learned that Derricote was able to create a virus that only affects Humans. I don’t have concrete evidence as of yet, only the testimony of one of his assistants before he died.”

Isard looked away in thought before looking back at Loor.

“That is problematic if someone got their hands on it and captured Derricote. Keep an eye on him and do whatever you can to destroy that virus. What else did you find?”

“Well, I took a peek at Derricote’s personal income and found it drastically jumped recently. Me thinks he stole from the treasury.”

“How do you know?”

“I found that a very small part of the treasury went missing a few days ago. Too small to be noticed if not watched carefully, but enough to make someone filthy rich for the rest of their lives.”

Isard frowned.

“Whatever that fat slug is planning, he doesn’t stand a chance. As much as I want him chained up in front of me, we have other priorities to attend to first. In the meantime Agent Loor, continue with your assignments.”

The Director of ISB walked passed Loor.

“Oh and Loor?”

Loor turned to Isard.

“Stay in your lane. We wouldn’t want you to end up in an accident now won’t we?” She said with a smug look on her face before walking away.

The ISB Field Agent watched the woman walk away with a snarl. He turned around and walked the other direction, cursing quietly.

He was too busy thinking about his plans that he didn’t notice the two Royal Guards before he bumped into one.

“Oi, watch where you’re going!” Loor yelled at the two Royal Guards who continued walking as if he didn’t exist.

He continued walking down the hallway, a small smile on his face as he tucked a datachip into his pocket.

4 Hours Later

Level 1313, Imperial Center

A cloaked Agent Loor stood amongst bodies of multiple criminals, two smoking blaster pistols in his hands.

“Huh, I did say please.” Loor said to himself as he pulled back his balaclava covering his mouth and nose.

He approached a giant holoprojector as he holstered his blasters and inserted the datachip.

Loor took his time as he made up a bunch of different messages before sending it.

“Lets hope this was important.” He muttered.

There was a loud banging noise coming from the door, before a group of four criminals stormed in. They surrounded the ISB agent and pointed their blasters at him. Two his sides, one behind him, and one in front of him.

“Looky here boys. We got ourselves a hotshot here.” A scarred Human in front of him said. “Now why don’t you put down your weapons so we can talk like gentleman.”

Loor masked himself once again before responding.

“I am surrounded by dead men.” He said as he slowly reached for his blasters.

They looked at him confused, giving him ample time to react.

Loor ducked as took out his blasters and fired at the two men to his sides, striking one on the head, and hitting the other on the neck.

He quickly turned around and hit the blaster out of the hands of the criminal behind him before using him as a shield.

The scarred Human froze, as he noticed the predicament he was in.

Giving him no chance, Loor unloaded on the scarred Human, leaving holes all over his body.

“Should’ve walked away from this one.” He whispered to his meat shield before finishing him off with a shot to the head.

In the distance, Loor heard the sounds of police sirens getting closer and groaned.

“Oh fuck me. I can’t catch a bloody break.” Loor said as he ran off into the alleys.

Jek Lawquane

Saleucami, Outer Rim

A tall, orange, Twi’lek/Human hybrid wearing a grey helmet with goggles, black vest, a white shirt underneath, brown pants, and black combat boots hopped off his speeder bike, carrying a bag full of parts as he walked towards his house.

Ever since the end of the Clone Wars, Jek and his sister Shaeeah both found a significant other and got married. They all decided to move back their family farm where they expanded it to accommodate the growing family.

They helped their father renovate their house and built two more houses, one for Jek’s family, and the other for Shaeeah’s family. At least, when she finds a family. Her husband was off in the war fighting for the Imperials somewhere. He would always come back whenever he’s on leave.

Their family profited greatly, but not for a good reason in their opinion. Many farms in the Suolriep Sector were devastated in battles between the Empire and the Rebels. As such, the Lawquane family were one of the few that survived unscathed after their battles ended up in a stalemate with both forces withdrawing. Besides the occasional skirmishes, the Suolriep Sector became largely quiet.

Due to the high demand, they began using a large number of droids and workers to keep up with their competitors.

They allowed their animals to graze happily in large fields where they would be slaughtered when they were old enough for high quality meat, many ending up being sold to high-profile people. To Jek’s surprise one time he looked at a list of their customers, one of their usual customers turned out to be the Imperial Grand Admiral Octavian Grant.

Jek’s father, Cut, said he’s heard of Grant but wouldn’t say more other than calling him “a damn noble who got lucky at birth.”

“Honey! There’s a message for you!” A female voice yelled from the kitchen as he walked in.

“Thank you honey.” He said back.

Jek walked into a room where there was a holoprojector and noticed there was a message for him. He checked to make sure it was from Coruscant and it’s subject which read “Superhero comics”.

Wordlessly, he forwarded it tow four different planets where they would be received by four other allies. Then they would be forwarded to eight planets, then sixteen, then twenty-four and so on. Each of them full of a jumbled mess of different messages from grocery lists, to random designs of speeders.

However, only one of them contained the actual message.

ISD Pride of Tarlandia

In orbit over Endor, Outer Rim

The Communication Officer aboard the modified and enlarged Imperial Star Destroyer looked at the jumbled mess of messages he received at once.

“Something wrong?” a female voice said behind him.

He looked back to see the captain of the ship standing behind him.

“I’m just, confused at why I received a bunch of messages at once ma’am. A lot of them look like reports of troop movements and ship designs.” He said.

The Captain peered over his shoulder and looked at the messages on his screen.

“Who are they addressed to?” She asked.

“Um, all of them were being sent to the ISD Admonitor ma’am. Message is from Carida.”

“Hm, send them forward.”

The officer looked at her confused.

“Ma’am?”

“Those are messages intended for Grand Admiral Thrawn, some of them are likely crucial reports the Grand Admiral would need without delay.”

The officer nodded.

“Yes ma’am.”

Grand Admiral Thrawn

ISD Admonitor

In orbit over Mandalore

Thrawn sat on his chair behind his desk, Lescah not far from him biting a stuffed toy. He only received the messages a few minutes ago, but he knew what he was looking for and sorted through them all for the actual message quickly.

His holoprojector turned on, showing the hologram of one of the Emperor’s Guards.

“This is Cipher. I did some digging around and found some...interesting things. A huge amount of funds including personnel are being transferred to Byss in the Deep Core. For what, I’m not sure.

I also checked the records again. At the same time the Executor was being constructed in Fondor, another SSD also called the Executor was built in Kuat before it disappeared. Couldn’t find where it went. Found the info in the archives under the codename “Lusankya”.

The Chief of the Underworld Police, I met up with him. He’s confirmed to join us but only if Palpatine and Vader is gone. Same for the commander of the Imperial Center Defence Fleet but on the condition his brothers are released from prison. The Emperor’s Personal Fleet is in limbo but will answer only to either Grand Admirals Nial Declann or Afsheen Makati.

Got some bad news too. Kanos and I are being transferred to Byss to act as guards for the Emperor’s personal physician. Heard he’s pretty greedy so I’ll see what I can do with him.

Kanos...doesn’t know yet. I’m a little afraid to tell him, but he’s either or. He’s loyal to Palpatine, but he’s also mad at him for forcing him to kill Lemmet Tauk. The two were basically brothers and Vader gave me his scar because of their friendship. I’ll find a way to get him. If you can, please establish contact with Tauk’s family. I believe I have an idea.

Because of my transfer, I will require a new way to contact you. Let me know as soon as possible.

Remember, Climb Mount Tantiss.

Jax out.”

The hologram shut off, leaving behind a worried Thrawn who stared at the playful Lescah as the ysalamiri made squeaking sounds by biting the stuffed toys.

Twilight Sparkle

Training Room, ISD Admonitor, In Orbit over Mandalore

Phalanx Command Operative

“Again, what does this do?” asked Spike.

The two of them stood in their armor carrying melee weapons in front of a droid.

“Kreel said it’s a Sith Training Droid, one of many Thrawn salvaged from a planet called Kamino. He had them produced to train his troops better.” Twilight said. “He said it can turn into many warriors separated by classes.”

Twilight took out two swords she found in the armory while Spike carried a battle axe.

“They can turn into jedi and sith too, but their blasters and weapons won’t kill us. Aero said it’ll hurt a lot though. Thought we could use some training if we run into any force users like SCAR squad did.” said Twilight.

“So how are the warriors classified?” asked Spike looking at Twilight.

“Well, the easiest ones would be A class with the hardest being S class.”

“Sounds interesting. Droid?”

The droid lifted its head and looked at Spike.

“Yes trainee?” It asked.

“Give us an S class. Any would do.”

Twilight looked at Spike with uncertainty.

“Wait Spike-”

“Very well trainee.”

The droid then transformed into a tall cyborg and laughed menacingly.

Twilight and Spike looked at the droid slackjawed before Twilight glared at Spike.

“Spike?”

“Yes Twi?” Spike said with a nervous smile.

“I’ll make you reorganize the ship’s entire library after this.”

The droid’s arms split into four before four lightsabers ignited in its arms.

“I will beat you with two...no, THREE hands behind my back!”

1 Hour Later

“I must say Miss Sparkle, but that was awfully stupid of you two to do that. Nobody here fights an S Class unless they really need to, or they want to be sent to the infirmary.” said a female doctor as she bandaged Twilight’s arm.

Twilight glared at Spike who’s head was being bandaged by a female nurse.

“Actually Doc, I was not the one who requested an S class.”

Spike looked away sheepishly.

The Doctor chuckled.

“Men. Always biting more than they can chew. I had to deal with SCAR Squad, Death Troopers, and Storm Commandos every week after fighting an S class. At least SCAR Squad learned how to deal with an S Class effectively after their failure at Crait, but the Death Troopers and Storm Commandos? They’re improving but there’s always several ending up here.

Even when they’re backed up with Wookiees, half of them are sent here but that number is dwindling thankfully.”

“So what do the droids do when nobody’s using them for training?” asked Twilight.

“Well, the crew like to pit the droids against each other for bets. So far, the Obi-Wan Kenobi vs General Grievous fights are proving to be the most popular followed by Anakin Skywalker vs Count Dooku and Ahsoka Tano vs Assajj Ventress.”

Aero walked by the open door of the infirmary and noticed the two bandaged aliens.

“Whoa, looks like you two went through the wringer. Get yourself patched up and head to the mess hall for breakfast.”

30 Minutes Later

Twilight sat on the table, surrounded by SCAR Squad and Spike as she was reading from her datapad.

“Can she go one day without reading from that datapad?” asked Misty.

Spike shrugged and took a bite out of his meal.

The rest of SCAR Squad had their helmets off to eat.

Kreel had pale skin, bald, and his face was heavily scarred.

Aero had olive skin, blonde hair, and a bandage on his right cheek,

Mic had light skin, squinted eyes, and short, black hair.

Cav was dark skinned, a light stubble, black hair, and an x-shaped scar above his left eye.

Misty had a hard face, with a heavy stubble, and brown hair.

Shrap had tan skin, chevron moustache with a light stubble, brown hair, and had a burn scar near his eyes.

Zuke, the giant of their team, had the looks of a gentle giant. He had a full beard, black hair, and was always smiling as he was stuffing himself with food.

“She’s always been like that. Even as a royal. Twi had a habit of leaving books and her notes everywhere. Guess who had to clean up after her?” Spike said.

Zuke laughed as he patted Spike’s back.

“No worries brother. You don’t have to do that anymore here and if you do, I’ll help you out.”

“Brother?” Spike asked.

“You’re one of us now right? That makes you a brother.” said Aero. “Ever been to a strip club Spike?”

“Um, well no?”

Misty looked at Aero.

“Ain’t he underage though?”

“We all gotta start somewhere.” replied Aero. “I had a single mother who was a stripper. She had nobody to look after me so I’m always in the backroom of the strip club she worked at. Trust me Spike, I’ll hook you up with somebody.”

“I dunno about that Aero. Maybe you should let Davry do that.” Mic said.

“Davry’s gay. You think he would know?”

“Uh, yeah? Who do you think hooked Misty with Shaeeah?”

“Oh yeah. Good point. So tell me Spike. Are you an ass man, or a titties man?”

Spike looked at Twilight pleadingly in which she responded by giggling before going back to her datapad.

Across the mess hall, Echo Squad ate in silence as they watched SCAR Squad and the two aliens they retrieved from the unknown jungle planet.

“Man, I’d tap that ass.”

Slash looked at Boom.

“You say that to about every woman on this ship.” Slash said.

“Except for Dolores-”

The lone female on their table cleared her throat.

“-and Dawn. I ain’t gonna mess with someone who’s called The Nutcracker.”

“Damn right you won’t.” Dawn said taking a bite with her food.

“But you’ll bust a nut when she’s not around right?” commented Vector.

“Hell nah. I am a respectable gentleman just like how my momma raised me.”

“Like that time you slapped that Zeltron’s ass and you were in the infirmary for a week?” Hunter said.

“Ok maybe I’m not what most considered a gentleman.”

Walking past them, a stormtrooper carried a tray full of food, not noticing the wet spot on the ground from someone’s drink.

The stormtrooper slipped, sending his tray into the sky, and conveniently landing on Slash’s head.

“Sorry, sorry sir.” The Stormtrooper said noticing the pauldron on Slash.

Around them, the mess hall was quiet, until a Lieutenant jumped on a table.

“Food fight!”

Immediately, everyone scrambled for cover, with entire squads turning tables over to use as a barricade.

Food flew everywhere, striking many.

Meanwhile, on the bridge

“We will be leaving for Eriadu sir. The last transports are getting ready to leave Mandalore.” Niriz said standing next to Thrawn on the bridge.

“Very good. Do and try get some rest Dagon.”

Niriz rolled his eyes.

“Fine, but you need rest too.”

The two then noticed a crowd gathering around a computer monitor near the blast doors.

“What’s going on?” Niriz hollered as the two walked closer to the computer.

The group snapped to attention.

“There’s another food fight in Mess Hall B sir.” one of the officers said. “We were just making bets on who will win in the end.”

“You are members of the Imperial Navy. Making bets on a petty food fight is way beneath you. Take the Grand Admiral here for ex-”

Niriz noticed Thrawn left his side and look around to no avail.

“I would like to make a bet please.”

Niriz looked back at the group to find the Grand Admiral standing among the officers.

“Sure sir. Who are you betting on?” one of the officers asked.

“One Hundred Credits on Twilight Sparkle.”

Niriz facepalmed.

30 Minutes Later

A lieutenant stood on top of a mountain of food. He wore a makeshift crown, a cape, and carried a flag depicting a giant pink cake. Near him, a group of Stormtroopers using plates as extra armor stood by him.

“I, King Lorez, claims this area as territory of the Pink Cake Kingdom! Bow before me!” He yelled.

A piece of food flew into the air and struck his chest, making him stagger.

“My subjects, help me! I have been shot!” The LT said as the Stormtroopers carried him behind cover.

Across the Mess Hall, SCAR Squad plus Spike used a bunch of tables and turned it into a fortress.

“Is it ready?” Zuke asked.

“Almost, hold on.”

Behind Zuke, Mic and Aero tinkered with a giant bag attached to a modified rotary cannon Mic made to fire food.

The rest had plates used as extra armor and carried sacks of food for them to throw at everyone else.

Misty came by and shoved Zuke’s bag full of food.

“My brothers, today we defend our title. Forever, we will always be the Kings of Food Fights, but today, we welcome a new brother.” Cav said motioning to Spike.

“Wait, where’s Sarge?” Spike asked.

“Sarge doesn’t like to be in the food fights and usually sneaks away to do who knows what.” said Aero as he helped put food into Zuke’s bag.

“We are ready brothers!” said Mic. “We have five minutes to win this!”

Zuke put on the bag and revved up the cannon.

“Oorah!” Zuke yelled as he through a table out of the way.

The rest of the squad jumped out and began hurdling food at everyone, with Zuke mowing down many with his cannon.

“Fuck you!” A stormtrooper yelled charging Mic who was then met by a wave of food, throwing him backwards.

The group stood on top of a pile of food and debris and saw nobody else was standing unscathed, though they themselves were hit, but not as much as everyone else.

“My brothers! We have successfully defended our title. We are victorious once more!” Aero yelled.

The rest of the group yelled out at approval.

“Hold it there SCAR Squad.”

Everyone turned to the entrance of the mess hall to see the Grand Admiral walking in.

“If I recall, whoever has the least amount of food hit them within the hour is the winner correct?”

“Um, yes sir. That would be correct.” said Shrap.

“Excellent, would you come out of your hiding spot Miss Sparkle?”

There was silence in the mess hall before a purple alicorn head popped out of a miniature fortress in the corner of the room made out of food plates. Not a single piece of food was on her.

“Is it over? I was reading my datapad when they were fighting.” Twilight said as she climbed out.

“We have found our winner.” Thrawn said as he walked out.

Everyone sans SCAR Squad rushed Twilight cheering, while SCAR Squad and Spike looked on slackjawed.

Someone put a crown on Twilight and they lifted her into the air.

“My brothers and sisters, we found our queen!” someone yelled.

“QUEEN!” They yelled in glee.

“We have a queen! This must be the way!” Someone yelled who was conveniently below Twilight.

Outside of the mess hall, Niriz and Thrawn looked at the festivities.

“So undisciplined.” Niriz muttered.

“Come now Captain. Let them have fun. They know the drill, they’ll clean up afterwards.”

“I know sir, but what if someone outside of our command finds out about this?”

“They won’t. Just remember Captain. Treat your troops like they were your own children, and they will gladly follow you into hell.” Thrawn said as he walked away.

En Route to Eriadu

1 Week Later

“Once again, we travel to the other side of the galaxy. Then, we have to travel to Nirauan which is in the other side of the galaxy. Something important in Eriadu?” Kreel asked.

“Indeed, and it involves Admiral Delvardus.” said Thrawn.

Thrawn, Niriz, SCAR Squad, Twilight, and Spike stood on the bridge of the Admonitor. Any moment now, they will reach Eriadu.

“So why is Admiral Grant coming along?” Zuke asked.

“Grant has a meeting with Grand Moff Ardus Kaine. We’re also expecting new additions to our fleet there.”

“And apparently, the Rebels tried and failed to assault Eriadu.” said Niriz looking at his datapad.

“Another one?” Misty asked.

Niriz nodded.

“Rebel fleet got wiped out, but half of Delvardus’ fleet is destroyed or out of commission. Sluis Van’s gonna have their work cut out for them. Rebel’s got wiped out when Kaine’s Scourge Squadron jumped in. Didn’t stand a chance against the Reaper.”

“Heard rumors of the Rebels attempting to create ships that could go toe to toe with our Imp Stars and Dreadnoughts.” Mic said.

“With those Mon Calamari shields? For once, overwhelming numbers may prove to benefit us.” Aero said.

“Haven’t you guys always used overwhelming numbers?” asked Twilight.

“For the majority of the Empire, yes. But Phalanx Command never really needed overwhelming numbers. One Imp Star is enough to take out a Rebel flotilla. Two would be overkill unless the commanders are incompetent.” Shrap said.

“Which is almost always.” Kreel said.

Thrawn sighed.

“Unfortunately.”

They were silent as they all stared out the viewports.

“We’re coming out of hyperspace.” Niriz said.

Their view changed into real space, and to their surprise, debris everywhere.

“Shit. Brace!” Niriz yelled. The crew stumbled as the Admonitor rammed into debris.

“Alert all ships. Increase power to shields.” Thrawn said as he looked out the viewport.

“Those are pieces of Rebel ships.” Zuke said as they passed half of an MC80.

“They failed to notify where the debris was.” Niriz said as he gritted his teeth.

The group looked on as they got closer to Eriadu and the massive defence fleet guarding it.

“So that’s the Reaper eh?” Aero said.

“There’s more ships here than Scourge Squadron and Delvardus’ fleet combined. Hail the fleet.” Thrawn said.

Thrawn along with Niriz walked away towards the holoprojector. They waited a moment before the hologram of a young Captain appeared.

“Grand Admiral Thrawn. It’s good to see you sir. Welcome to Eriadu.”

“Identify yourself Captain.” Thrawn said.

“Captain Moden Canady of the Solicitude sir.”

“Who is your commander?”

“Admiral Garrick Versio sir. We were ordered to join your command. He’s groundside with Grand Moff Kaine sir.”

The hologram of Grand Admiral Grant appeared.

“I must say, what the hell’s going on?”

“Grand Admiral Grant sir. Orders from High Command. You are to escort Fleet Admiral Gallius Rax to the Black-15 Shipyard in the Koornacht Sector where he will transfer his flag to the Ravager and form his new squadron. From there sir, you are to help Grand Moff Weblin defend Black Sword Command and help speed up construction to 100% readiness.” Canady said.

Grand crossed his arms and looked at Thrawn.

“Your doing?”

“Teshik actually. Weblin said he fears a slave rebellion may come to reality and he needs help finding officers under his command who have been mistreating the workers. Escorting Rax though, was not our doing.”

“Of course it has to be Rax that bloody bootlicker.” Grant muttered. “I’ll see you groundside.”

Grant’s hologram fizzled out.

“You’re dismissed Captain.”

Canady saluted before his hologram disappeared as well.

“SCAR Squad, Miss Sparkle, Mr. Spike, you’re with me.”

10 Minutes Later

Thrawn walked down the ramp of his shuttle surrounded by SCAR Squad, Twilight, and Spike. Outside, their landing pad was surrounded by flora, with a single path leading to Kaine’s headquarters, a tall building rivaling the Governor’s palace.

“Beautiful place, except for the heavy pollution in the air.” Spike said looking at the sky.

“What a shame really. If the air has always looked polluted and depressing, no wonder Tarkin was always an asshole.” Mic said.

Zuke looked to his left and noticed the other shuttle where Grand Admiral Grant and his stormtroopers were greeted by another group of stormtroopers.

“Looks like our welcoming party was late.” Aero said.

Ahead of them, an Admiral wearing a white uniform walked towards them escorted by three troops in black specialized armor, and a group of stormtroopers.

The Admiral walked up to Thrawn and saluted.

“Greetings Grand Admiral Thrawn. I apologize for being late, but Captain Canady’s message arrived late. He told me his holoprojector was malfunctioning.”

“At ease Admiral Versio. There is nothing to be worried about.”

Thrawn noticed the three black armored soldiers.

“And who are they?”

Versio looked at the trio.

“These three are Inferno Squad sir. Special Forces Commandos. This is Commando Iden Versio,” He said pointing to the lone female. “Agent Gideon Hask, and Agent Del Meeko. You have nothing to worry about Grand Admiral, with them around, you will always be safe.”

“The Grand Admiral doesn’t need extra protection from three edgelords.” Cav said as he approached Iden and sized her up.

“I can kill you nine different ways.” Iden responded.

“I can do ten motherfucker.” Cav replied.

Mic stepped between the two.

“Both of you calm down. Go find a room someplace and get to know each other.” Mic looked at Cav. “So what size condom you need?”

Both Cav and Iden smacked Mic’s helmet.

Admiral Versio rose an eyebrow at the spectacle and looked at Thrawn.

“How much liberties do you give your troops Grand Admiral?”

“A lot, and in return, I expect the very best of them when needed.”

Hask leaned to whisper to Meeko.

“I think we hit the jackpot.”

Meeko chuckled.

The group began to walk down the path, with some of Thrawn’s party taking in the sights. Admiral Versio noticed to two oddities however.

“So who are they sir?”

“Two agents that work under me Admiral. You will find them...interesting. Do you know where Admiral Delvardus is? I must speak with him.”

“In fact, I do sir. He’s in the infirmary working.”

“Working in the infirmary?”

“He wouldn’t leave that woman’s side so he had his desk and essentials moved to her room.”

“Ah, true love. Brings a tear to my eyes.” Kreel said.

“You...read romance novels Sarge?” Aero asked.

“Romance novels? Nah Sarge here watches romantic movies, comics, hell he’s even got posters lying around. I think you’ve even gotten a special pillow hidden don’t you?” Zuke teased.

“I don’t.”

“Yeah, of course you don’t. Sergeant Kreel here is not Human. He doesn’t have a soft side.”

“Yeah I do. I just so happen to like fat, furry, animals to hug.”

Aero decided to butt in.

“You like fat, furry animals to hug...because you’re a fur-”

“NO!” The rest of SCAR Squad yelled at Aero.

Hask and Meeko allowed themselves a small laugh before they silenced themselves when they noticed Admiral Versio was glaring at them.

The regular Stormtroopers stopped at the entrance of the building where they stood at attention while Thrawn’s and Versio’s entourage walked passed them.

As they walked through the halls of Kaine’s headquarters, Thrawn noticed the lack of a lavish furniture and expensive decorations which is unusual for a Grand Moff.

“I see you’ve noticed.” Admiral Versio said. “Grand Moff Kaine is constantly visiting planets with Scourge Squadron and Admiral Delvardus is always either in the infirmary, or in his flagship.”

“I see. Hopefully, today changes.” Thrawn said.

“You have something that can heal her?” Versio asked.

“Miss Sparkle may have something that can heal here. I am here to see if it works.”

Versio glanced at the purple alicorn who was surrounded by SCAR Squad and Spike.

“Miss Sparkle is an alicorn, a sub-species of the Equestrian race. The lizard you speak of is her adopted brother Spike. His species call themselves Dragons. We haven’t really made up a name to classify his species as of yet.” Thrawn said.

“Does the Emperor know about them? Where did you find them exactly?”

“I already presented them to the Emperor and he instructed me to include them into my staff. We found them exiled on a jungle world in the Unknown Regions. I will forward you more information later.”

They finally found themselves in the infirmary. The group stood in front of a very wide window, of a room. Inside, a beautiful woman with blonde hair laid on the bed. She laid peacefully with a heart monitor next to her.

Next to the bed, an Imperial officer with brown unkempt hair worked furiously behind a desk. Multiple datapads and empty glasses littered his desk. A droid came by and laid a glass of coffee next to the officer.

Thrawn walked up to the Stormtroopers guarding the door to the room.

“When was the last time Admiral Delvardus slept?” He asked.

“The Admiral would stay up for days sir, drinking unhealthy amounts of caffeine and energy drinks to keep himself awake. He does pass out occasionally from lack of sleep, but he still wouldn’t listen to the doctors sir.” One of the stormtroopers said.

“Normally, Admiral Delvardus would be removed from command. Is Grand Moff Kaine actively helping Admiral Delvardus?”

“Yes sir. It was a secondary objective of the Grand Moff’s to find a way to wake up Seledra-Zin.”

“Hm, very well. Miss Sparkle, Mr. Spike. Come with me.”

The trio walked into the room.

Admiral Sander Delvardus looked up in shock. He stood up and quickly started throwing trash off his desk before trying vainly to straighten his uniform.

“Sir!” Delvardus said saluting Thrawn. Besides the unkempt hair, they noticed his uniform was a complete mess complete with a missing belt that laid on the floor.

“At ease Admiral. You’re not in trouble.” Thrawn said.

Delvardus instantly relaxed before he fell back into his chair.

“I’m...I’m sorry sir. I was just busy and-”

“It’s understandable. You have nothing to fear.”

“If I may ask sir. What are you doing here and who are they?” Delvardus said pointing at Twilight and Spike.

“These two are Miss Sparkle and Mr. Spike. Miss Sparkle may have something that can heal Seledra-Zin.”

Delvardus’ eyes switched its attention between the three quickly.

“You’re...you’re joking right? Please tell me you aren’t joking.”

“Fortunately sir, we’re not.” Twilight spoke up. “In my past, I have experience healing my friend’s head injuries and I’ve learned ways to help her should her head injuries become severe such as your mistress’ injury.”

Delvardus looked in shock before he rubbed his forehead.

“I suppose I have to turn myself in then? Attempted murder. I tried to kill her one day when we argued. She never rose her voice against me you know. She always loved me even when I was angry at her. Next, you’re going to tell me that I didn’t appreciate her love.”

“We will do no such thing and no, you will not be put under arrest. You will have an important in the oncoming future and I refuse to have someone with your resources and talents squandered in a prison.”

“I can work right away, but I’m gonna need total concentration. That means, I need everyone to leave. One mistake can have severe consequences.” Twilight said.

“What kind of consequences? Don’t you dare hurt her!” Delvardus said.

“Then leave and we won’t find out.”

“I will not leave her again!”

“Admiral Delvardus! Please, let Miss Sparkle do her work. You want her healed don’t you?” Thrawn asked.

Delvardus sighed.

“Fine, just give me a moment.”

Delvardus fixed his uniform and put on his belt. He came up to Seledra-Zin and pet her head.

“I’ll be back my love. I know you can hear me. Please stay strong.” Delvardus said as he started tearing up. He kissed her forehead and walked towards the door, his eyes not leaving his lover.

“Is there a way to close the windows?” Twilight said as she stood next to Seledra-Zin.

Thrawn wordlessly pressed a button on the wall which shut the windows from anyone looking in.

“Is that enough?” Thrawn asked.

“Yes, thank you sir. Can the um...droids leave as well?” Twilight asked eyeing the medical droids going around the room.

“Of course. Will all droids leave the room please?”

The droids then began shuffling out of the room.

“Anything else?”

“No, that will be all. Thank you sir.” Twilight said as she put a hand on the patient’s forehead.

Thrawn and Spike walked out of the room and shut the door. Spike stood in front of the door, blocking anyone from coming in. Everyone else stood by, idly chatting while Delvardus walked back and forth.

Inside, Twilight looked at Delvardus’ mistress. She was beautiful, the scars on her head where Delvardus struck were nearly invisible. Twilight recalled when she and Aero looked at a picture of a happy Delvardus and Seledra-Zin in a gala. Aero commented someone like her could easily be rich from being a model.

Twilight admired her. Aero was right, but this woman decided to follow her passion and worked to help people of all species as a refugee aid worker. The couple struggled as they became a target for the higher class. It was pretty unusual for someone in the higher class like Delvardus to be in love with a commoner like Seledra-Zin.

The former Princess took a deep breath.

“Alright, here we go.”

She closed her eyes as her left hand remained on the woman’s head. Her horn glowed brighter and brighter before there was a flash.

Grand Admiral Octavian Grant

Headquarters of Grand Moff Ardus Kaine, Eriadu, Seswenna Sector

“He’s ready to see you.” said a female assistant.

“Thank you ma’am.” Grant said as he strolled into Kaine’s office with the door shutting behind him.

Unlike the rest of the building, Kaine took the time to decorate his own office, with multiple art pieces, including those from his homeworld.

“Octy my old friend! Haven’t seen you in a while.” said a smiling Ardus Kaine as he stood up from his desk.

“Indeed, it’s been a while Ardus. How are things?” Octavian said as he shook Kaine’s hand.

“Honestly, I’m kind of liking it here. It would’ve been nearly impossible for me to gather such a following in the Inner Rim. I’m constantly getting thank you letters from children throughout my sector.”

“Well, you did help build schools, hospitals, orphanages, and you crime’s down thanks to you.”

“I guess. Just never imagined an Imperial to be receiving thank you letters in the Outer Rim of all places. Where are my manners. Please seat. Must’ve been a long journey for you.”

Grant took a seat in front of Kaine’s desk as the Grand Moff opened a bottle of wine.

“I heard about your battle at Halmed and Mandalore. People are going crazy about it. The Emperor seemed delighted, but there are rumors circulating that the Rebels are building dreadnoughts to tackle our own.” Kaine said as he filled a glass and giving it to Grant.

“Oh please, it was all Thrawn. I was merely there in a supporting role. Unfortunately, I heard those rumors too and I’m kind of worried as well. Those Mon Calamari are damn good in making shields.” Grant said downing the whole glass at once.

“I would love to get my hands on the Mon Calamari shipyards. Knowing the Emperor, he would give the damn thing to Ennix Devian.”

“Hmm, say Ardus, do you have any intentions of coming back to the Inner Rim?”

“Why should I? I love it here.”

“You told me you hated it the first time you came here.”

At that moment, a light blue Twi’lek in a white dress walked in holding a datapad.

“Hey Ardy? Some Imperial officer just came by looking for you.”

“Must be Rax. Thank you Sera. How are the kids?”

“I had to put them on timeout. They snuck into the kitchen again.” Sera said.

“Heheh, kids am I right?” Kaine said looking at Grant before looking back at Sera. “Sera, please relax for once. Why don’t you go to the spa or something with your husband. You’re not a slave anymore.”

“Old habits die hard. I’ll see you around Ardy.” Sera winked as she walked out.

Grant looked at Kaine with a small smile.

“Ardy?”

“Oh shut it. It’s a pet name my wife gave me. She told Sera and now Sera’s using it. There was a small incident where a reporter heard it and thought I was cheating on my wife.”

“Anyways, what do you think about the Emperor Ardus?”

“Eh, I thought he had good intentions and brought the galaxy together. As this war went on, I saw he became more obsessed with the military and letting incompetent fools gain high positions. I mean seriously, who promotes someone with no military experience like Isin-Il-Raz to Grand Admiral?”

“My thoughts exactly, and you heard Devian’s getting closer and closer to the Emperor?”

“I heard the same.”

“Envision this Ardus. Ardus Kaine, Grand Moff of the entire Outer Rim.”

Kaine was silent for a moment.

“I’m listening.”

“You see, myself and many others see the Emperor’s becoming mad. Doesn’t help that his health hasn’t gotten better. We want to remove all of the Imperials who are corrupted and turn the Empire into what it was suppose to be, a beacon of hope for the galaxy. And all that, it starts by keeping force users like the Jedi and the Sith from ever gaining a high positions. Too many have died from their endless feuds and this Civil War is no different.”

Grant put a datachip on Kaine’s desk.

“Read at your own leisure.”

Kaine looked at the datachip before storing it in his pocket.

“I don’t know how you’re going to get rid of the Emperor and I don’t want to hear it. But when the music stops, I’ll be obliged if Devian finds himself without a chair.”

Grant smiled.

“Talk to Teshik. You will learn more from him.”

The blast door opened and walking in was an Imperial officer with black hair and pale skin.

“Ah, there you are. I’ve been waiting to see you Grant.”

“Ever heard of knocking Rax?” Kaine said frowning.

“Oh please. Don’t be like that. I only came to see the man who will deliver me to my new squadron.”

“And?” Grant asked.

“You are exactly who I thought you would be. See ya.” Rax said turning around and walking out.

The two frowned as the doors closed.

“What in the world?” Grant said breaking the silence.

“Rax’s a spook. Best you keep an eye on him.”

“I see. Good thing we have the people necessary to counter him. One is in this planet.”

“Delvardus?”

“Well, more like he’s going to join.”

“I see. Well, I suppose you can go for lunch?”

“Yes please. Anywhere as far away from Rax would be fine.”

The two laughed as they got up to walk out of the office.

Grand Admiral Thrawn

Outside Infirmary

Thrawn would be lying if he said he wasn’t frustrated.

He looked at his datapad given to him by Admiral Versio. Apparently, Admiral Versio’s fleet was commanded by the Emperor to join Thrawn’s command. Capital ship that should be going after the Rebels.

Fleet under Admiral Garrick Versio

Imperial Star Destroyer: Eviscerator, Solicitude, Warrior, Skyhook, Resolution, Red Gauntlet, Nihil, Malice, Immortal, Colosses, Badi Dea, Adarga

Allegiance-class Battlecruiser: Demoralizer, Apocalypse, Event Horizon

Secutor-class Star Destroyer: Thunder Child, Sunset Rider, Undying Loyalty, Vicious Cycle, Redeemer, Redemption

Raider-class Corvette: Corvus, Strange Man, Dark Entity, Reincarnation, Heartland

How many ships out there are named Corvus? Thrawn thought.

“Commander Versio was it? Did you name your ship the Corvus?” Thrawn asked the Inferno Squad Commander.

“Uh, no? It was already named the Corvus when we first got it.”

“Hm, they’re getting lazy naming these ships then.”

“Agh fuck you. I had a draw four!”

The two glanced at SCAR Squad who were playing a card game. A frustrated Mic broke away from the squad’s little circle and approached Thrawn.

“Sir, when is Twilight gonna be done?”

“I’m not sure. Best you ask Mr. Spike, he knows her more than I do.”

“She’s experimented on animals before, takes a while usually. Never tried it on a pony, or a Human in this case, so I’m not sure how long.” Spike said.

Delvardus meanwhile, kept muttering as he walked back and forth. Thrawn could barely make out what he was saying. Mostly how he was going to apologize to Seledra-Zin, how he promised to never lay a hand on her, how he was going to divorce his current wife, and marry her.

In his mind, Thrawn wondered why Delvardus took so long. It was no secret that both Delvardus and his wife weren’t faithful with each other. He heard Delvardus caught his wife have a relationship with multiple men which led Delvardus to look for mistresses. The then Captain Delvardus finally stopped when he met Seledra-Zin. Contact between Delvardus and his wife became absolute zero and many began to wonder when he would marry Seledra-Zin. Finally, it took one of them to be sent into the hospital for the other to finally gain the guts to ask the other’s hand in marriage.

Thrawn couldn’t help but smile. Many high-ranking Imperials knew how close the two were, and Delvardus’ staff would mention how he would always leave meetings in a rush to meet up with his lover. They all began to make bets if they would ever marry and who would be the best man. The Grand Admiral placed his bet on Grand Moff Ardus Kaine and it looks like he’ll win this one.

“Admiral Delvardus can you please just calm down?” Thrawn asked.

Delvardus ignored him and kept walking back and forth. The others eyed the Admiral who ignored the superior officer but Thrawn merely sighed and went back to his datapad.

Finally, the door to the infirmary burst opened and stumbling out, came a clearly tired Twilight. Spike grabbed her before she could fall.

Delvardus ran up to Twilight.

“Is she okay?”

Twilight gave a weak smile.

“Take a look.” She said.

Delvardus walked past Twilight and found a confused Seledra-Zin who looked around the room before her eyes laid on the Admiral.

“Sandy? Where am I?”

Tears flowed out of Delvardus’ eyes before he rushed his lover and gave her a hug.

“My love. I’m sorry. I’m so so sorry.”

The others watched before they closed the doors to give the couple some privacy.

“So, you’ve achieved your objective sir? I don’t see what kind of benefit you have by doing this sir.” said Admiral Versio.

“Think none of it Admiral. I am merely doing this so Admiral Delvardus wouldn’t be so distracted anymore. Now, he can turn his full attention in fighting the Rebels. However, I still need to have a word with him to make sure he will perform his duties.” Thrawn said as he continued to stare at the door.

“Why not just ask him earlier?”

“He was not in the right state of mind. His attention was still on the status of Seledra-Zin’s health. I need him to focus.”

“Do you require my presence?”

“There will be no need Admiral Versio.” Thrawn turned to look at his new addition to his staff. “Return to your ship and take Inferno Squad with you. We’ll be taking our leave shortly.”

“Very well Grand Admiral.”

Versio motioned for Inferno Squad to follow him as he walked away. Thrawn looked at Twilight.

“Miss Sparkle, if you are exhausted, I believe it would be beneficial if you went back to the shuttle and take a rest.”

Twilight lifted her hand weakly in protest.

“But...but I need to see the library here. The wildlife. The city. There’s so much to learn.”

Thrawn looked at Spike.

“Mr. Spike? Would you please?”

Spike nodded.

“Sure.”

Spike swung Twilight over his shoulder and marched down the hallway.

“Hey, put me down!” Twilight protested.

“Damn, someone’s gotta make sure they don’t get lost.” said Shrap as he followed them.

Kreel walked up and stood next to Thrawn who was staring into the distance.

“I don’t trust Versio.”

“Which one?” Thrawn asked.

“Correction, I don’t trust neither Admiral Versio nor Inferno Squad. Loor did warn us about them.”

“You are correct. They cannot be trusted and pose a danger to our plans. I’ve read about each of them thanks to Loor.”

Thrawn looked at Kreel.

“Their weakness is Versio’s daughter. I want you to keep an eye on her. Report to me of any findings.”

“Will do. Should I alert Cipher to prepare Niruan for them?”

“Of course. I want them watched, and tell them to try to bug the Eviscerator and their Corvus. Also, tell them about that...droid Commander Versio is carrying around. They’ll know what to do.”

Kreel nodded.

“I’ll get right on to it.” Kreel said as he walked away to their shuttle.

The door of the infirmary opened and out came Admiral Delvardus. He stood in front of Thrawn and saluted him.

“I would like...to express my gratitude to you Grand Admiral, and that creature that came with you. I thought I would never get my dear back.”

Thrawn dismissed him.

“There is no need Admiral. Think of it as a token of goodwill. And the creature you speak of is Miss Sparkle, Twilight Sparkle. Is there...somewhere we may talk in private?”

Grand Admiral Octavian Grant

Eriadu, Seswenna Sector

ISD Oriflamme

4 Hours Later

“Didn’t think someone like you would be close to Thrawn.” said Fleet Admiral Gallius Rax as he stood next to Grant, watching Thrawn’s fleet jump into hyperspace.

“He’s actually a very friendly person, but he always has this...professional attitude. Not the kind of person you want to hang out with for fun, but the kind of ally everyone should want.” Grant said.

“Oh I disagree, a man like him always has something planned behind everyone’s backs.”

“You can literally say that about everyone.”

“Perhaps, but you know the punishment of acting against the Emperor’s wishes.”

“Or maybe you can stop licking boots for a sec and just relax.”

Rax glared at Grant.

“You dare insult me?”

“I dare. While you’re here, try to be less of an ass and just relax. Go read a book or something instead of looking at pictures of Emperor Palpatine.” Grant said as he began walking away.

“Using the Emperor’s name as an insult would be punishable by death you know.” Rax shouted out as he turned to look at the Grand Admiral.

“Honestly, I don’t care what you have to say boy. So please do shut up.” Grant shouted back.

Rax huffed in annoyance until Grant left the bridge.

Grand Admiral Thrawn

ISD Admonitor

En Route to Nirauan, Capital of the Empire of the Hand

Thrawn was more or less, happy. Now that Admiral Sander Delvardus is on board, they have a reliable intelligence network that can compete with Isard and her loyalists. The many field agents, Storm Commandos, and Shadow Troopers at his disposal would come in handy.

To top it all off, Delvardus knows the commander of the Novatroopers very well and Project Knight Hammer is in their hands.

Now they need to develop weapons specifically to counter force users so they can start making moves.

Admiral Versio and Inferno Squad may become a problem due to their ties with ISB, but they’ll be dealt with eventually.

Now, he needed to visit his favorite prisoner and one of two test subjects meant for Nirauan. Thrawn walked down an empty hallway leading to the bow of the ship until he came upon blast doors guarded by two squads of Storm Commandos and Death Troopers.

“How is he?” Thrawn asked a Storm Commando.

“Responsive and behaving so far.” She said.

“Good. I need to see him.”

“Yes sir.” The Storm Commando said before she opened the blast doors.

Thrawn walked into a large room, full of Ysalamiri, Storm Commandos, and Death Troopers walking around monitoring computers, or chatting.

In the middle of the room, protected by a ray shield, was a young man with long blue hair suspended in the air. He had some scars in his body and was only in his underwear.

The Grand Admiral stopped in front of the ray shield and cleared his throat.

Inside, the young man weakly opened his eyes and looked at the Chiss.

“What do you want?” He asked.

“My apologies for not checking on you earlier but I’ve been caught up in some things. I bring news for you. I’m sure you remember Mandalore?”

Lieutenant Ander Rendrake

ISD Vendetta

In orbit over Nirauan

The Comms Officer of the Vendetta stared out the viewport for what seemed like hours. He could never imagine the treasure trove he’s stumbled upon after the Vendetta was transferred to Grand Admiral Thrawn’s Command.

At the same time, he was worried. Thrawn had been busy, carving his own little Empire in the Unknown Regions. Massive fleets supplied by the Emperor with manpower and supplies delivered daily. As a bonus, they were taking advantage of the resources from the planets they discovered.

In short, they were ready to wage war and fight as long as they want to.

What worried Rendrake the most when he arrived were the Dreadnoughts being constructed and the many ships being modified. He’s also heard of ships being constructed underground in Nirauan and other planets, but he had no solid proof of it. Just rumors.

Thrawn is a well-known tactical genius, perhaps the best there is. He wondered what kind of modifications the Grand Admiral was giving to his ships, especially the massive Assertor-class Super Star Destroyer.

Having enough staring at the magnificent array of warships, Rendrake made a beeline to his room. He checked if there was anyone in the long empty hallway and was satisfied after finding nobody.

Once inside his room, he took out a transmitter from his drawer and turned it on, showing a hologram of a shackled fist.

“Alright, here we go for like the hundredth time. Han, can you hear me? This is Wyvern. Pick it up, come on. Where are you?”

Author's Note

Last chapter before Christmas break. Saw a lot of Battlefront 2, EckhartsLadder, and Spacedock videos that inspired me.

No action here so sorry to those who were expecting a battle.

Happy Holidays everyone