Canto Bight, Cantonica System, Corporate Sector, Outer Rim

ISB General Jahan Cross

Codename “Cipher”

“I still don’t trust Loor General.”

General Cross walked out of a stadium after watching a race with an ISB Lieutenant and their security which included a squad of Shadow Troopers.

“Why?” Cross asked putting hit cap back on.

“He just seems...untrustworthy. Especially how close he is with Isard.” The dark-skinned female Lieutenant said.

“You have nothing to worry about. Loor despises Isard just like me.”

“Was it because he was passed over promotion many times?”

“Yeah, you can say that.”

The group got on a speeder with a trooper on the wheels. They quickly sped down the street, nearly running over a drunk who wandered into the street.

“Should we be worried if Isard finds us here? And why do we need these Separatists anyway?” The Lieutenant asked.

“Isard knows I’m here and she knows I’m meeting the Seppys.”

“Wait, she knows? Kind of odd, thought Isard preferred killing them.”

“She does, but these orders came from the Emperor himself. He wants me to convince these Seppys to join us and halt their dealings with the Rebels.”

“I feel like there’s more to it.”

“Of course, Thrawn wants me to convince them to move all of their resources to his command where they will be allowed to sell legally to us instead of risking it all with shady business deals.”

“But why does Thrawn need them?”

“Build ships, make droids for his command, you name it. He plans to have his forces be a mixture of Humans, non-Humans, and droids. Something about using the best of all worlds.”

“Against the Rebellion? Makes me wonder why they would resist civilization.”

“There is no such thing...as civilized. We have always been a barbaric society. Everytime a planet comes close to becoming civilized, they are ruined by criminal organizations, the Republic, the Empire, the Rebels, or whoever is out there with a flag.” Cross said.

Their speeder stopped in front of a large building guarded by mercenaries. They marched through the front door, with the mercenaries giving them cautious looks.

“Remember, we may never become a civilized society, but we can try to reach as close as possible.” Cross said as he straightened his white uniform.

“Is this coming from the man who has sex with every woman he meets?” The LT asked smiling.

“For the record, you approached me first.” Cross said.

The LT smiled, letting out a small laugh.

“Make it quick and we can go for round 2.”

Cross smirked.

“I like to keep women waiting. It builds up anticipation.”

They came upon a large set of doors made out of gold.

“Showtime.” Cross said as he pushed the door open.

Inside, sitting on chairs around a large table, were a group of both Humans and non-Humans. All of them were the heads of corporations, former Senators, scientists, or surviving military officers from the Confederacy of Independent Systems.

“Ladies and gentleman, I have a proposition for all of you.”

Twilight Sparkle

ISD Admonitor, Corellia, Corellian Sector

Phalanx Command Operative

“Oh look lads, another fucking pit stop. For fucks sake can we just get to Nirauan? I wanna try out that new theme park.” said Aero.

“Shut it Aero. Thrawn said we won’t be here very long.” said Kreel.

Twilight glanced at the Grand Admiral who was talking to the hologram of Admiral Versio on the other end of the bridge before turning back to the viewport.

A massive Imperial fleet protected the world of Corellia, but in the center of it all was the Super Star Destroyer Aggressor and a weird looking ship known as a Torpedo Sphere.

“What’s so great about this planet anyway?” Spike asked.

“Well, from what I read, Corellia is very divided between Imperial and Rebellion support. It’s the birthplace of many Civil Rights Movements after the Empire’s rise, and many high-profile people came from this planet whether they’re Imperial, Rebel, or just criminals.” Twilight answered.

“A hotbed of crime.” Shrap said. “My advice is to keep your pockets secured whenever you’re down there.”

It was at that moment when Thrawn came up to them.

“SCAR Squad, on me.”

“Is there a reason why we’re here sir?” asked Zuke.

“It was a sudden change of plans. Grand Admirals Takel and Grunger wanted to meet me.”

“Is that all sir?” asked Kreel.

“I want you there as a protection detail, but also to keep an eye out for Inferno Squad. I have no doubt Admiral Versio will deploy them to spy on us.”

1 Hour Later

“How convenient, the Corvus just landed outside the HQ.” said Kreel.

The group walked down the hallways of the Imperial HQ on Corellia on the way to the meeting. Along the way, Imperial personnel saluted Thrawn, though some they noticed were sneering at the alien Grand Admiral.

“The disrespect…” said Aero.

“Leave them be. They will learn in time, but ignore them for now.” said Thrawn.

“Fine, just wanna let you know sir that we skipped out on lunch.”

“That’s why I came prepared.” said Zuke pointing to the large backpack he was carrying.

“Zuke, I love you.”

“No homo?”

“All the homo.”

“Please don’t. At least try to look professional out in public.” said Misty.

The group came upon blast doors that were guarded by both Stormtroopers and Imperial Army Troopers.

“Zuke, Mic, Aero, Twilight, and Spike, you will stand guard outside. The rest are with me.” Thrawn said.

They split apart accordingly with the guards saluting Thrawn as they passed.

“Who are these freaks?” One of the stormtroopers muttered the moment the blast door closed. “I thought we don’t let freaks join the military.”

“What’s wrong with that trooper?” Zuke growled.

The stormtrooper who had to look up at Zuke immediately backed off.

“Uh no-nothing.”

“That’s what I thought.”

“Guard duty huh?” Aero said as he sat on the ground with Mic. “I haven’t been ordered to guard duty for a long time and it’s still boring as shit.”

“You trooper!” Mic said pointing at one of the Army Troopers. “Can you get us some snacks? I’m a little hungry.”

“Mic, I brought food.” Zuke deadpanned pointing at the bag he laid on the ground.

“Yeah but, I want some good Corellian food ya know? Haven’t been here for a while.”

“Maybe next time buddy. There’s still that amusement park to look forward to.” Aero chuckled as he patted Mic’s back.

Sergeant Kreel

Empire of the Hand Operative

Imperial HQ, Corellia

“Man I tell ya, one wrong move and ISB will be busting down these doors.” Cav whispered to Kreel, Misty, and Shrap.

“They can try, but one of those Deathtroopers will break their spines before they can cry for help.” Whispered Misty mentioning the Death Troopers, Shadow Troopers, and Storm Commandos.

The security detail in the room all stood guard, making sure nothing goes wrong. In the middle of the room, three Grand Admirals sat on a circular table, discussing plans.

“Just keep an eye out. I don’t like delays and I wanna bring the Thanrax pelts back to Niruan.” Kreel said.

“Gonna turn the pelts into a cloak?” Cav asked.

“And use their skulls as a second helmet yes. Gotta make sure we wipe out the Markono Clan before this war ends.”

“Get in line. I wanna burn that Tula bitch first.”

“Gotta train the Thanrax we’ve got first though.” said Shrap.

“Quiet, keep an eye out. I feel like we’re being watched.” Kreel said.

Their eyes scanned the room while listening to the three Grand Admirals.

“Admiral Kohrin has agreed to be placed under your command Miltin. Both of his fleets are combat ready, but he has two conditions.” said Thrawn.

“And they are?” asked Takel.

“For one, he gets to keep the Enforcer. His last request is the Enforcer be refitted with the latest weapons.”

“What kind of weapons?” asked Grunger.

“Lets just say my own people have designed some interesting weapons.”

“Very well. Just remember the danger of using droids Thrawn. Memories of the Separatists are still fresh in the mind of many.”

“Don’t worry. Their usage will be strictly in my domain.”

“Psst, hey Kreel.” whispered Shrap.

“Yeah?” asked Kreel.

“I feel like we’re being watched. Anyone else or are Sarge and I just going crazy?”

“Nah I got the feeling too.” said Misty.

“We should split up. Walk around see if there’s something fishy.” Cav suggested.

“Agreed. Get to it.” Kreel ordered.

Mic

Imperial HQ, Corellia

SCAR Squad Operative

“This is good. And you said it’s imitation meat?” Twilight asked happily as she munched on a sandwich.

“Eeyup. My sis was a vegetarian so I needed to learn how to cook veggie dishes whenever she dropped by.” Zuke said.

SCAR Squad outside of the meeting room were all eating food Zuke brought with him while the rest of the security detail glared at jealousy.

“So what kind of meat are you guys eating?” asked Spike.

“Thanrax. Nasty bunch of creatures I tell ya. We got marooned on this moon you see when our shuttle got jacked. All of us had to fight against a horde of these beasts.”

They all ate happily while a monitor on a wall was playing a news broadcast.

“In other news, scientists are baffled by the disappearance of a species known as Thanrax native to the moon Hubin.”

Twilight and Spike looked at Mic, Aero, and Zuke in shock.

“We may have gone overboard with it.” Aero said sheepishly.

“Don’t worry though, we did spare some pups. They’re at Niruan being taken care of. We plan to train them.” Mic reassured them.

“Hey Twilight, what’s that?” Spike pointed at something green sticking out of her sandwich.

“Oh, that’s kale. Found a few on the Admonitor. You like it?”

5 minutes later

Spike and Zuke stood waiting in front of a stall occupied by Twilight.

“Geez, didn’t know she couldn’t eat kale.” Zuke muttered.

“At least you’re wearing a helmet so you couldn’t smell her gas.” Spike said.

“You’re not bothered?”

“Not the first time she’s had stomach issues. I had to help her every single time. Not as bad as the first time, but not the kind of smell I’d wanna linger around with.”

The door to the stall was thrown open, showing an annoyed Twilight clutching her stomach.

“Um, sorry about that Twi.” said Zuke scratching the back of his head.

Twilight sighed.

“It’s okay, you didn’t know. Can I go back to the Admonitor?”

“I mean I guess. Want me to bring you guys back to the shuttle?”

“No it’s okay. I know how to get there.” Twilight said as she hobbled out of the restroom.

“Guess I gotta go with her.” Spike said.

“Yeah you go ahead. Let me know if there’s any problems alright?”

Spike nodded before following Twilight.

15 Minutes Later

When the two arrived back at the shuttle, the pilots at first didn’t let them in without confirmation. It took several minutes before they received the go ahead from Zuke, Captain Niriz, and Admiral Versio. After that, they had to wait several minutes until Air Traffic Control gave them clearance.

“Are you okay?” asked Spike as he strapped himself in.

Twilight shook her head.

“I just...need some rest. My stomach still doesn’t feel good.”

“You should go check in the med bay just in case.”

“Chariot 1, you are cleared for takeoff for Papa Beacon.”

“Copy that Corellia Control.” One of the pilots said.

The two non-Humans felt the shuttle takeoff slowly before it jerked forward as it sped up.

They sat in silence thinking of their plans once they got back before they heard the pilots yell.

“The fu-, someone’s locked in on us!”

“Missile detected!” The computer blared.

“Missile! Ten o’clock. Bank right!”

Twilight and Spike held each other for dear life as the shuttle desperately banked right. There was a loud boom as sparks flew everywhere.

“Corellia Control this is Chariot 1, we’ve been hit. Losing altitude. Going down five clicks from HQ.”

“Copy that Chariot 1. First responders have been notified and are on the way.”

“TERRAIN PULL UP! TERRAIN PULL UP!”

“Brace brace brace!” One of the pilots yelled.

Spike leaned toward Twilight and pulled her closer to protect her. Twilight meanwhile conjured a spell to form a shield around the shuttle.

However, she was not fast enough as the shield only covered the two before the shuttle hit the ground.

Their bodies jerked as the shuttle slid on the ground. The straps were the only things that kept them from flying, but multiple equipments were thrown everywhere.

Spike unfortunately was hit on the head by a large crate, knocking him out. Twilight meanwhile didn’t know what happened to her. She felt the back of her head hit her chair hard before something flew and nailed her right on the head knocking her into unconsciousness.

When she came to, her vision was completely blurred but the shuttle at least was still. All of a sudden, she could make out what appears to be several people entering the shuttle.

“Are you sure this is the right shuttle? I don’t see the Grand Admiral anywhere.” One of them said.

“Something must’ve happened, change of plans maybe?”

“Who the heck are these two?”

“Don’t know but they look important. Take them.”

“I thought Imperials don’t allow aliens in the military.”

“Which is why we should take them to find out what’s going on.”

“What about the pilots?”

“Both are dead.”

Twilight’s hand twitched before she rubbed her eyes.

“One’s a breather!”

“Sedate her!”

The alicorn flinched as she felt a sharp pain on her neck before she fell back to unconsciousness.

Misty

Imperial HQ, Corellia

SCAR Squad Operative

Moments earlier

“-and as for Kuat, it will be secured by either Grand Admiral Osvald Teshik, or General Cassio Tagge. I will contact the both of them later. Remember, this is only in the event the Emperor has died. We must secure all Dreadnoughts in case any Admirals go rogue in which, I have no doubt there will be. Pitta, Tigellinus, Il Raz, and Declann cannot be trusted and we must be ready if Isard does anything rash or Blackhole returns.” said Grunger. “Operation Darkfire must succeed if enacted, or the Empire will fall.”

The three Grand Admirals knew they were either being watched, or someone in their security detail might slip so they carefully chose their words to pretend they were planning at the Emperor’s behest.

“I agree. We cannot afford any mistakes. Be careful for the slaves as well, they may end up doing more damage than the Rebels themselves.” said Thrawn.

Kreel, Misty, Cav, and Shrap meanwhile were circling the room, making sure nobody was watching. The Death Troopers and the Storm Commandos all stood still, but they scanned the room as well.

As Kreel passed a Storm Commando, the Commando tapped Kreel’s shoulder.

“What?” Kreel asked.

The Commando pointed at a ventilation shaft high up on the wall of the room.

“Has anyone checked there yet?” The Commando asked.

Kreel wordlessly flew up to the shaft and opened it for inspection. Satisfied there was nothing there, he flew down to the floor.

“All’s cleared so far.” He said.

“Is there something wrong Sergeant?” asked Takel.

“Just making sure sir. Call it a gut feeling, I think we’re being watched.”

“You’re not the only one.” said Thrawn.

Misty however, noticed a shaft at the bottom of the wall used by Mouse Droids to travel through the facility.

“Anybody checked that shaft?” Misty announced as he approached it.

He kneeled down and to his surprise, he found a Mouse Droid.

“Shit!”

Misty reached in to grab the droid but the droid drove away and out of his reach.

“Droid got away! Alert security now!” Misty yelled.

The security personnel got closer to secure the Grand Admirals before alarms blared throughout the HQ.

“That alarm’s gotta be for something else.” said Grunger.

“Crystal Actual, we have an Alpha 1 Security Breach. Alert all personnel to apprehend all Mouse Droids within Sector 7A.” Said a Storm Commando.

“Affirmative Diamond 1. Be advised, Shuttle Delta 1 has been downed by insurgent fire in the city. Some security teams have been diverted to secure the crash site.”

Thrawn stood up right away.

“That’s my shuttle! Who authorized it to take off?”

“Sir, Shuttle Delta 1 was authorized to take two members of Task Force 99 back to the Admonitor due to a medical emergency. Admiral Versio and Captain Niriz authorized it.”

“Who was on the shuttle?”

“This is Zuke! I’m at the crash site. Both pilots are dead but they’re gone!”

“Who’s gone?” asked Thrawn.

“Twilight and Spike! They’re gone!”

Commander Iden Versio

Raider-class Corvette Corvus, Imperial HQ, Corellia

Commander of Inferno Squad

“Well I don’t believe that alarm was meant for the droid.” muttered Hask.

The three members of Inferno Squad huddled around a screen aboard the Corvus showing the camera feed from the Mouse Droid.

“He’s right. No way could their reaction time be that fast.” said Del Meeko.

They watched as the Mouse Droid navigated through the many personnel who ran to their stations after the alarm went off. A few times, the droid was accidentally kicked, sending it spinning.

“This is making my head hurt.” Meeko said. “Why couldn’t we use ID10?”

“Because ID10 is too valuable. Imagine what would happen if they caught ID10 and extracted all information?” said Iden.

“But we’re all on the same side though.”

“That’s what we need to find out. I feel like they’re planning something behind the Emperor’s back.” said Gideon.

“Well lets be honest here, everyone has plans behind the Emperor’s back.”

“Quiet! Droid’s getting closer.” Iden ordered.

Inferno Squad returned to the screen which showed the droid getting closer to the Corvus.

“Come on you blasted droid.” Gideon said.

Without warning, the screen went dark.

“What just happened?” Del Meeko asked.

“I don’t know.” Iden said as she pushed some buttons to try to get the screen working again.

Meanwhile, Gideon Hask walked over to the viewport to see what happened. Outside, he saw an officer yelling at the pilots of an AT-ST where the pieces of a familiar droid laid next to it.

“AT-ST stepped on the droid dammit.”

“Can you get it?” asked Iden.

“Well I got nothing better to do anyway.”

Hask put on his helmet and walked out, leaving Del Meeko and Iden by themselves.

“I don’t trust them.” Iden said.

Del Meeko looked at her with a questionable look on his face.

“Who, the Grand Admirals?”

“All of the Grand Admirals except for Tigellinus, Declann, Il Raz, Pitta, Syn, and Makati have been in constant contact with each other, more so after Zaarin’s coup. They were also pretty close with General Gentis too.”

“Maybe it’s because they’re worried about the Emperor’s safety?”

“Then why didn’t they counsel the others then?”

“Well,” Del Meeko started before taking a seat. “Tigellinus did turn the elite against Thrawn, Declann doesn’t have any experience in fleet battles, Il Raz never served, and Pitta is downright disgusting. Syn and Makati however, I have no idea.”

“You think they’re planning their own coup?” Iden asked taking a seat as well.

“After Zaarin’s coup, who knows? It looks like every officer either have their eyes on each other, or looking at the throne.”

“The Emperor was almost killed in what, three attempts? Anybody would be emboldened. Every coup was used with minimal forces. Imagine if six Grand Admirals with a large chunk of the military commanded by them and their allies were to launch a coup. They’re all tactical geniuses by their own right with some of the best officers under them. Coupled with Batch’s ingenuity, I don’t think this is a coup the Empire could survive.”

“The Emperor’s Empire.”

Iden looked at Del Meeko, suspicion on her face.

“Excuse me?”

“None of them see to intend on joining the Rebels, maybe they just want political change?”

“Don’t tell me you’ve been listening to the Solidarity propaganda.” Iden said rolling her eyes.

“I don’t know what’s going on anymore Iden. Can you promise me something?”

Iden could see the fear in his eyes before smiling and taking his hand in comfort.

“You’re afraid aren’t you? You’re afraid of fighting for nothing.”

“I don’t want to end up fighting for the wrong thing, to sacrifice so much in vain.”

“We ARE fighting on the right side. Trust me, you’ll see.”

Grand Admiral Thrawn

Imperial HQ, Corellia

Head of the Empire of the Hand, Warlord of the Galactic Empire

The three Grand Admirals now stood in the command room, overlooking a hologram of the planet along with the positions of every Imperial unit and the ship entering and leaving the planet.

“If we were to halt all traffic, it would severely hurt Corellia’s economy. Not to mention, it would bring too much attention. Just how important are they?” Grunger asked.

“Important enough for the Emperor to value as an important asset. We need them alive Josef.” Thrawn said crossing his arms.

“But still, halting traffic would hurt the economy here and scouring the planet for them would be time consuming.” Takel said.

“We don’t have to scour the planet, there is a tracking beacon implanted into their armor. I’m just waiting for Captain Niriz to home in their location.”

An Imperial officer came up behind Thrawn and whispered into his ear. Thrawn’s eyes narrowed and the two Grand Admirals thought his eyes brightened a little.

“It appears I am needed on the Admonitor. Josef, Miltin, get everything ready as well. I believe we should be expecting something major sometime soon.”

Grunger nodded.

“Very well. Take care Thrawn.”

Thrawn wordlessly walked out of the command room with his security detail. A few Imperials still frowned at Thrawn but nobody, even the most racist, could deny the tactical brilliance of the Emperor’s favorite strategist.

15 Minutes Later

ISD Admonitor

In orbit over Corellia

“Oh boy are they gonna pay. I’ll fucking skin them all if they touch them. I’ll cut them up, send them to their families and-”

“For fucks sake Mic will you calm down for a sec?”

SCAR Squad were all gathered around a table with their equipment on it while Mic continued to circle them, muttering to himself. Zuke tried to calm Mic down but was ignored.

“No point. He’ll just ignore you.” said Aero.

“So what happens now?” asked Misty.

Kreel checked his blaster before setting it down on the table.

“We wait for Captain Niriz to get a precise location. He says they’re in hyperspace.”

“Makes me worried though. What if the Rebels kill them?” asked Aero.

“Unlikely. Rebel leadership like to imprison Imperials in hopes they’ll join them, but Twi and Spike are gonna be a special case.” answered Misty.

“Would bring more unnecessary attention to the Grand Admiral though.” said Shrap. “All it takes is one scout ship and the Rebels will turn their attention to us.”

They all stopped what they were doing when they noticed Niriz and Thrawn walk into their room.

“Did you find them sir?” asked Kreel.

Niriz nodded.

“We homed in on their location.”

Taanab, Inner Rim

1 Day Later

When the fleet appeared at Taanab, they were met with a Terrestrial planet devoid of almost any traffic despite being on a major hyperspace lane.

“Sweep the system. They’re still here. I want all ships identified.” Thrawn ordered. The crew of the Admonitor got to work with the rest of the fleet moving into a loose formation.

“This is deep in Imperial territory. Rebel’s got guts.” said Niriz.

“With General Madine in consideration, it shouldn’t be surprising. What I did not expect was for Madine to send people to try and kidnap me.”

“But what they got instead was a very important asset. Think Miss Sparkle will tell them about her people and try to talk the Rebels down?”

“She will and it’ll shake their leadership, but I doubt it’ll be enough to give up. They’ve come this far, why stop now?”

“Sir!”

Thrawn and Niriz turned to an officer manning a computer.

“We’ve detected one ship on the other side of the moon. Identified as the cargo freighter Freedom’s Prayer originating from Corellia.”

Thrawn nodded.

“Good, alert all Interdictors to activate their gravity well generators and alert the Grey Wolf, Corvus, and Strange Man to intercept.”

“Yes sir!”

The two officers turned back to the viewport with Niriz letting out a sigh.

“You know, what are the chances we only find their armor?” Niriz asked.

“I’d like to think they’re aboard.”

“And if they’re not?”

“Then we keep looking. Leave no stone unturned.”

General Crix Madine

CR90 Corvette Speed Runner

Head of Rebel Intelligence

En Route to Lola Sayu

Madine stared at the two creatures with a frown. They were suspended in the air with a mask attached to their faces. Non-lethal gases kept them sleeping for which Madine was glad, the lizard-like creature looked like he could break his spine no problem.

At first, he was disappointed that they couldn’t nab Grand Admiral Thrawn, but now he was intrigued by the newcomers.

“Imperial armor, non-Human, and using a shuttle without any escorts with them. Since when did the Empire recruit aliens?” Madine muttered to himself.

“Well...there is Thrawn.”

Madine turned his head to a male officer who was monitoring the heart beats of their prisoners on a computer.

“He’s a special case. But it confuses me how a new species would fight for the Empire.”

“Wasn’t the mission to capture Thrawn?”

“It was and we only got more questions.” Madine said turning back to his prisoners. “Maybe the Empire found their species and subjugated them? Pressed their people into service? Wouldn’t make sense though since the Empire would’ve enslaved them instead. Maybe Thrawn thinks they’re a special case?”

The officer rose an eyebrow as he listened to the General mutter to himself.

Madine shook his head before rubbing his temple.

“Things were much more simpler before I defected.”

“Well now you’re here.”

“Now I’m here, in a position I would never imagine. Being led by people who are struggling in the propaganda war and various Jedi always stopping us from doing operations that risk civilian casualties. Always fighting commanders with questionable methods.”

“At least the Jedi didn’t have to deal with Saw Gerrera.”

Madine smiled.

“Guess the Empire actually did something right don’t you agree?”

1 Day Later

Thrawn stood in front of a mirror in his bathroom. His face soaking wet and wearing only his underpants, the Chiss has been staring at his face for the past several minutes.

Failure is something he’s already accustomed to. No, what he was worried about is what the Jedi would do to Twilight and Spike.

He didn’t show it unlike the rest of SCAR Squad, but Thrawn became fond of them. Thrawn was amused with Twilight’s eagerness to read every book in his library in Niruan, and Spike’s almost childlike innocence when it comes to more romantic things.

The dragon was big, but he was still quite a child mentally. Perhaps it was Twilight’s own doing, not letting him read anything mature. He almost scoffed at that idea considering the dragon has killed before.

He thought that Twilight was being ridiculous, and it didn’t stop some members of SCAR Squad showing Spike some of the more mature areas of the holonet.

They were like children, and Thrawn and Niriz were their guardians. When it came to training, they were always serious and followed Thrawn’s teachings by the book.

Spike was a titan, able to take on multiple enemies and win. His tail and ability to breath flames gave him an edge over most species. However, his marksmanship was average at best and his tactical mindset was lacking.

Twilight meanwhile was proficient in military tactics, and could very well end up being better than other Imperial commanders should he decide to teach her once they reach Nirauan. She was also a better strategist and a better marksman, but her physical attributes was something to be desired. Her punches, while fast, lacked the strength to take on a seasoned opponent.

They were vital to prepare them for the oncoming onslaught and if his suspicions were correct, she could very well rally survivors of her rebellion to help them in the fight. Maybe even help mend a relationship between the Chiss and the Empire with help from Eli Vanto.

The Emperor would be displeased. He would be furious, possibly execute him. Or worse, he’ll send him back to the Academy. The shame- Thrawn stopped himself, his eyes widening. Where did that come from? Oh right, Twilight. Reminded of how I was when I was little.

A small smile appeared on Thrawn’s face before it reverted back to a frown.

No more delays. We act now and get them back.

He heard his communicator near the sink bleep.

“Thrawn here.” He said after pushing a button.

“Sir, we’ve interrogated the prisoners. You may wanna hear this.”

Twilight Sparkle

Citadel Station, Lola Sayu, Belderone Sector

SCAR Squad Operative

“Ugh my head.”

Twilight moaned as she regained consciousness. She felt a pillow under her bed and a very uncomfortable bed under her.

“Twilight?”

Twilight looked to her left to find Spike laying on a bed across from her. He wore an orange jumpsuit and after looking at herself, she found she was wearing one herself.

“We gotta stop waking up like this Twi.” said Spike as he sat up.

They looked around their room. Between their beds was a toilet and a sink. The metallic walls were purely black and the only exit was blocked off by a ray shield.

Spike walked up to the shield to look around. Their cell was part of a panopticon with one tower in the middle of it. Four walkways connected their level with the tower. He backed off as two Rebel Prison Troopers walked past their cell.

“Hey the fresh fish are awake!” Spike heard a prisoner from across the panopticon yelled.

“They can’t be Imperial. Since when did we allow aliens?”

“Big boy looks like he can break some skulls.”

“Hey big guy, lets bash some Rebels skulls once we’re out eh?”

“These guys must be working under Thrawn right?”

“Thrawn’s coming here?”

“They’re one of us now right?”

“Fresh fish! Fresh fish Fresh fish!”

Spike watched in wonder as the many prisoners chanted in unison. He noticed they were all Human and considering how the guards were Rebels, the prisoners must be Imperial POWs.

Twilight walked up next to Spike and put a hand on his shoulder. They watched as a group of guards escorting a Rebel officer walked down the walkway and towards them.

“What in all that is holy going on here?” The Officer yelled.

The panopticon fell into silence before the group stopped in front of Twilight’s and Spike’s cell.

“Well look who’s awake. What’s a bunch of rejects like you working for the Empire?”

Spike and Twilight said nothing, but the dragon’s eyes narrowed.

“Tough guy huh?” The Officer said. “Open the cell.”

The Officer took out a stun baton while the other guards looked at each other with uncertainty.

“Warden sir, do you really think that’s unwise? General Kota ordered them to not be harmed.” One of the guards said.

“Kota’s not here. Open the damn cell.” The Warden snarled.

The guarded hesitated before nodding. He turned to the tower and radioed them to open the cell. Everywhere in the panopticon, guards and prisoners alike, held their breaths as they watched the ray shield disappear.

“This is for Mandalore.” The Warden said. He swung his baton, but his hand was caught by Spike’s claws.

Steam came out of Spike’s mouth and nostrils. The guards pointed their blasters at Spike ordering him to drop the Warden.

“Want him?” Spike said addressing the guards lifting the shocked Warden. “Go get him.”

Spike threw the Warden out of the cell. The Warden let out a scream as he flew over the railing. To Spike’s and Twilight’s amazement, the Warden’s body stopped mid air.

“What is the meaning of this?” They all heard someone yell.

Everyone froze as a booming voice echoed through the panopticon.

The Warden slowly floated back to the front of the cell and was let down gently. Spike and Twilight backed off as they watched the Warden nervously stand in attention in front of someone out of their view.

“How many times do I have to tell you to stop abusing the prisoners?” A male voice said.

“M-many times sir.” The Warden said.

“Then why do you keep doing it? Why do you constantly stoop to the level of the Imperials?”

The Warden was silent as he began to sweat nervously.

“Out, all of you.”

Nobody moved.

“I said now!”

The Wardens and the guards scrambled and went the other way. Spike and Twilight moved back to the wall and held their breaths, waiting for their visitor.

Walking into their cells was a group of five, four men and one woman.

“I must apologize for the actions of the Warden. He will be disciplined.” The man in front of the group said with a smile.

“Should’ve gotten rid of him Kota.” One of the men in the back said as he leaned on the wall.

Kota shook his head at the man and turned back to the two prisoners.

“Where are my manners. My name’s Rahm Kota, the officer in the back is General Madine, the boy in black is Commander Skywalker, the girl next to him is General Organa, and the man leaning on the wall is-”

“General Quinlan Vos, at your service.” The man said waving his hand.

The irritated Kota let out a sigh.

“Must you interrupt me every time I’m doing introductions?”

Vos cracked a smile.

“Always Kota, til my last dying breath.”

Kota rolled his eyes and turned back to Twilight and Spike.

“May I have your names please?”

Twilight and Spike only stood in silence.

“You’re a fool to think they’ll cozy up with you Kota.” said Madine.

“Heh, I agree with the Imp.” Vos said which caused Madine to scowl.

“Well at least I’m trying Crix, after your agents screwed up the mission.”

“You were after Thrawn weren’t you?”

Everyone looked at Twilight.

“That’s why we’re here, not because you wanted to capture us, but because you got the wrong target.”

Madine nodded.

“I can tell she’s smart. And you’re right, we wanted Thrawn. However, I’m more intrigued. Why would the Empire recruit non-Humans?”

“Because the Empire didn’t recruit us, Thrawn did just as he did to many others.” Spike said.

“Thrawn did?” asked Leia.

“If you haven’t heard, the Imperial military is divided on their views on reforms. Many want the end of the Human High Culture, mostly those from the Mid-Rim, Outer Rim, or those who grew up around non-Humans. The rest are from the Inner Rim, mostly from rich families.” Twilight said.

“So Thrawn’s and the other’s views are more aligned with the Rebellion?” Leia asked crossing her arms.

“To an extent.” Twilight shrugged. “But they recognized the dangers of a total regime change so it’s more like pushing these views while preserving the Empire.”

“But in order for actual change, the galaxy needs to be rid of the Empire.”

Twilight’s eyes narrowed.

“To bring back the highly corrupted Republic? I read your history, and going back is not the solution. You’re advocating for rapid change, demilitarization, but you don’t know what’s coming the moment you topple the Empire.”

The group stiffened as they heard Twilight’s words.

“What’s coming? Is there a danger we’re not aware of?” Kota asked.

“We came from another empire, a coalition of species that believe in Magia Regnum, a belief that every species that cannot wield magic are inferior and must be wiped out.” Spike said.

“Where?” Madine asked.

“Beyond your known galaxy. We were part of the rebellion that wiped out the Extermination forces and set back further invasion plans. The both of us were captured and were exiled for years before Thrawn rescued us. Between those years, they’ve been building armadas, raising armies to invade the known galaxy. We’ve heard of your Rebellion, but we chose to side with the Empire not just because we owe Grand Admiral Thrawn a debt, but because the Empire’s industrial strength severely outmatches yours.”

The cell fell into silence.

“Can I speak with you outside Kota?” Madine said. The two walked outside and started whispering.

“Sounds like an outrageous story, but I’ve heard of crazier things. What do you think?” Madine whispered leaning on the wall and crossing his arms.

“I agree. As fantastical as it sounds, Mothma and the others need to know.” Kota said looking at the ground.

“You sound oddly calm when she said magic.”

“I’ve dealt my fair share with the witches of Dathomir.”

“But if what she says is true…”

“Then we may need the assistance of the witches. I’m willing to strike a deal with them.”

“Not necessarily, we just gotta learn their tactics and be prepared.”

“And they can help us.” Kota said looking at Madine.

“They’re with the Empire Kota. As much as I hate to admit, but she’s right, the Empire does outclass us in industrial strength.”

“We can convince them.”

“With what Kota?” Madine said walking up to Kota. “We open up one factory and show it to them? Politicians are too busy with propaganda that they forgot that we don’t need to raid Imperial convoys and bases for weapons and parts. Every time I put forth a plan, it gets shot down for being too ‘radical’, too ‘Empire-like’, and we ‘needed to win the hearts and minds’. Our New Republic won’t last a damn century.”

“Trust the force my friend. We will find a way.”

Madine rolled his eyes.

“Oh here we go with this Force crap. You Jedi always say that. Sometimes, I regret leaving the Empire and Karreio behind.”

“You would allow the Sith to rule the galaxy? The Jedi Order fought for freedom, for peace General.”

“And look where that got you lot.”

“So you’re saying you would prefer living under Sith rule?”

“No, I’m saying maybe you blasted force users should stop fucking up this galaxy.” Madine muttered.

Kota watched in disappointment as the brilliant tactician General Crix Madine walked away, once again questioning his loyalties.

“Wish Ahsoka was here.” Kota said.

He heard his communicator bleep and took it out.

“Kota here.”

“Sir, Admiral Ackbar has called for a meeting. Your presence along with General Organa, General Vos, General Madine, and Commander Skywalker are required.”

Kota sighed.

“Very well, we’re on our way.”

2 Hours Later

Spike tossed and turned on his bed. His grunts echoed in the cell as he tried to find a way to feel comfortable.

“Spike can you stop that?” Twilight asked. She was leaning on the wall near the ray shield, using the wall to block the tower’s view on her head.

“Sorry Twi, these beds are so uncomfortable.” Spike groaned.

Twilight rolled her eyes before closing them to concentrate.

“What are you doing Twi?” asked Spike.

“Trying to locate what’s emitting the ray shield in the wall.” Twilight said.

“You can do that?”

“More like an experiment. I studied the works of Clover the Clever and Starswirl the Bearded. They tried various spells to try and use magic through solid objects, kind of like an invisible extra hand. Unfortunately it never got past the experimentation stage and nopony tried it after that.”

Spike sat up.

“But even if you disable the shield, we still need to get through the guards.”

“Let me work on that, but I need to test the spell first. Be quiet please? I need to concentrate.”

Spike groaned in boredom before he walked up to the shield to look outside. He could see many of the Imperial prisoners doing various things like exercising, communicating through hand signals, talking to prisoners in cells next to each other, while guards patrolled and he could see two guards in the tower playing Dejarik.

He scratched his chin at thought. Usually the towers in a standard panopticon can open the cells and no doubt they can control the walkways as well. They would have to be quick though to avoid alerting reinforcements and from what he’s read about jedi, they wouldn’t last long.

“Got it!” Twilight said with excitement.

The dragon looked at his sister.

“You found it?”

“Yeah I fo-ohhhh”

Twilight leaned on the wall and held her head. Spike immediately went up to her to see what was wrong.

“What’s wrong?” Spike asked with worry.

The alicorn shook her head.

“Don’t worry. I-I just need to rest a little. Utilizing that spell too long drained me. Luckily I know what to do now.”

Twilight walked over to a bed and crashed down on it.

“Twi?”

“Let me rest a little Spike, then we can plan okay?” Twilight said before quickly falling asleep.

Spike let out a huff before going back to analyzing the panopticon and its occupants. He noticed several of them had their eyes scanning the room, no doubt making plans of escape.

1 Hour Later

Jedi Master Rahm Kota

Senior Rebel Commander, Commander of the 2nd Army

Kota let out a frustrated sigh as he looked over the map of the galaxy along with several senior commanders via hologram along with those with him.

The situation for the Rebel Alliance was not good. Losing Mandalore and a few senior commanders have emboldened the Imperials. Forces under Grand Moffs Zsinj and Ardus Kaine have launched counter-offensives to regain territory they lost in their sectors.

A fleet under Grand Admiral Rufaan Tigellinus destroyed one of their fleets and is laying siege to Keskin.

One of their ears, Dexter Jettster, was said to have met an ISB Field Agent and soon after, he left aboard a freighter that wasn’t on the registry for an unknown destination. One of their agents heard Dex was seriously considering leaving the war behind and rebuilding his life and there was talk that Dex was actually the one who approached the ISB Field Agent.

The few times Kota met Dex was nothing but business. However, he felt Dex was becoming increasingly wary of the war. Dex was anything but a traitor, but that just left more questions about their whereabouts.

Before his disappearance, Dex was tasked with finding the whereabouts of Grand Admiral Martio Batch and his stealth program. The multiple convoys harassed by Imperial Stealth Fighters have put Commanders on edge.

“The situation is not good my friends. We need to hold back the Imperial Offensive until we can start deploying the Star Defenders and the Nebulas.” said General Walex Blissex.

“We will get hold them back Walex. Have faith. I suggest attacking at another front to force them divert their fleets.” said General Hera Syndulla.

“Faith? Faith isn’t enough young Syndulla.” said Admiral Gial Ackbar. “Your father clearly talked and opening another front will serve nothing. The Imperials have plenty of fleets and armies to fight everywhere at once. No, what we need is to knock out their best commanders.”

Hera frowned.

“Like who then?”

“Well, for starters, there’s Grand Admiral Thrawn.” answered General Duron Veertag. “You know, the one your friends failed to take out?”

“Do not underestimate Thrawn Duron.” Hera said angrily. “If I had to choose a commander to lead my fleets and armies, I would pick Thrawn over all of you every single time.”

“Calm yourself Hera.” said General Vanden Willard. “We’re not here to antagonize you.”

“It’s just that you and some of your crew have bragged about taking out Thrawn so imagine our surprise and annoyance that not only did he come back, but with more forces.” said Admiral Adar Tallon.

“And now because of him, we lost experienced officers and ships that will take awhile to replace.” scoffed General Airen Cracken.

“With the new ships, we’ll be able to push the Imperials all the way back to the Inner Rim.” muttered Noirah Na, a Jedi Padawan.

“Oh great, she talks. You’re not even supposed to be here.” Veertag said rolling his eyes. “I’d prefer if General Dass Jennir was here.”

“I am just as capable and you know it! Master Jennir was busy and left me to attend this meeting on his stead.” Na shouted.

“And if I know Master Jennir well, he ordered you to be silent and learn by listening did he not?” questioned Kota.

Na bit her lip in silence.

“Just as I thought. Master Hudorra was wise to tell you to leave the war and the Order behind. Ever since you defied Kai’s wishes, you joined us and once again, you’ve painted a target on your back.”

“Master please, you need all the jedi you can get.” Na pleaded.

The Rebel commanders watched on uncomfortably as many of them were unfamiliar with the way of the jedi.

“Na, you’re angry and you’re scared. Please, listen to Master Kota and Master Jennir.” said Ahsoka as she tried to comfort the padawan.

“We need you to calm yourself Padawan Na. Being angry won’t help you whatsoever.” Kota said.

“Well…” Quinlan Vos said looking away.

“Shut it Vos.” Kota whispered to him.

“Fine, just saying sometimes being angry does have pros as long as you can control it.”

“Oh I wholeheartedly agree. I like this jedi. Can he join me?” asked Veertag.

“We can talk about it later. What other news is there?” Leia said breaking her silence as Luke looked on.

“Actually, I did receive some info from a worker at Kuat.” said General Madine who was on his datapad the whole time. “I believe Walex, you are familiar with an engineer named Ansel Hsiao? Goes by the name Fractalsponge sometimes.”

Na snorted in amusement but quickly wiped her smile away seeing nobody else was amused.

“Yes I do.” General Blissex said. “He was one of my assistants. Very smart man and extremely gifted. What about him?”

“Well, the worker said he no longer works at Kuat. Curiously, he apparently works for Thrawn now.”

Blissex froze.

“Why would a Grand Admiral need an engineer like him?” asked Kota.

“Nobody can deny Thrawn’s talent as a commanding officer, but if he has someone like Hsiao working for him? We need to tread carefully. Most likely, they’re building something.” Blissex said.

“How dangerous?” asked Ackbar.

“Given enough funding and time, probably more dangerous than me. He can design ships, starfighters, and ground vehicles like nothing. Man is a workaholic. Give him a week and he’ll have a design ready. A month, and he’s already had the first starfighter or ground vehicle prototype. A quarter of a capital ship as well. How long has he worked for Thrawn?” asked Blissex.

“He left Kuat...eleven years before Yavin.” Madine said his eyes widening.

Blissex was notably sweating.

“If he’s been working for Thrawn all this time, then he could’ve built an entire fleet for him by then. Ahsoka, Crix, can we have agents find the whereabouts of Thrawn’s bases? This is top priority and I’m very much afraid that we don’t even know where they are.”

Ahsoka nodded.

“That can be arranged. I highly suspect Grand Admiral Thrawn commands one of Palpatine’s secret fleets. Just like how he had secret fleets until they showed up during the Battle of Coruscant.”

The following hours consisted of them discussing battle plans with the Jedi continuously arguing back and forth about possible civilian casualties and how Imperial prisoners are to be treated. Unknown to the other commanders, General Veertag received multiple calls from Mon Mothma, but he simply ignored them wishing to not involve a politician with their battle plans when they already had to deal with the jedi.

Meanwhile, Madine was sitting back using his datapad. Assistants walked back and forth replacing the cups of coffee the General emptied consistently. He went through reports sent by his agents and sent orders to a select few to focus on finding the locations of Thrawn’s bases.

The reports intrigued him. A steady flow of ships carrying slaves and supplies were being sent to unknown locations. Their routes zigzagged throughout the map of the galaxy, with no consistent routes. Along with the number of senior officers and the many personnel missing from known bases, Madine was worried at the power Grand Admiral Thrawn had in his hand.

This isn’t normal. Not even the other Grand Admirals had this amount of power at their disposal. The location of his bases is vital. Madine thought. Where is his damn location?

Madine smacked his datapad as he saw the reports of the Admonitor’s location were buffering the whole time.

Of course the blasted beacon is malfunctioning.

He smacked it several more times and smiled when he saw the reports started piling in before drinking from another cup of coffee.

Madine’s eyes widened before he spat out his coffee spraying the holotable.

“What’s going on?” asked Vos as the others looked at him in confusion. The General ignored him before he started barking orders at the personnel in the room.

“Sound the alarm! Alert the fleet to recall all patrols now!” Madine yelled.

“Crix, what’s going on?” asked Kota.

Madine looked at Kota.

“I just got a report. Thrawn, his fleet is coming here!”

Author's Note

Apologies, I have a lot of things I need to do for school and will be out of action until around after Spring Break.

I decided for it to be a Two Part chapter so here it is.

My mind was a complete mess with all the things I need to do for school and the problems I have at home when I wrote this. Joined The Willow and The Stag Club in my school to share my experiences with spirits, learn about them, and to create connections. Also planned to join the Film Maker's Club as well.