Admiral Voss Parck

Commander of Imperial Forces of the Empire of the Hand

Hand of Thrawn, Sanctuary, Nirauan

High on top of one of the five towers of the Hand of Thrawn Fortress, Admiral Voss Parck sat silently while sipping a cup of tea. The Admiral known by the citizens as the mentor of the Grand Admiral and the de facto leader of the Empire of the Hand while Thrawn was absent, watched the fireworks being launched from the city. Whenever news reached the civilians of any of Thrawn’s victories, mostly freed slaves and refugees, they would celebrate with fireworks.

The people loved this little piece of heaven in the galaxy. While planning their own little piece of Empire, Thrawn’s inner circle made a rule to never over expand the cities on the terrestrial planets. Most cities laid on the edges of the largest body of water on the planet while conserving the rest of the planet’s natural habitats. Nirauan was a prime example of that.

The bustling city full of many different races was constructed quickly by a mixture of the refugees, freed slaves, Imperial engineers, and their infinite supply of construction droids. Sanctuary also had many residential areas, though an area closest to the forests were set aside for the Wookiees who wasted no time in building their homes, though without outside help. On the edge of the city, a huge lake known as Lake Thrass, was constructed along with beaches and piers where anyone can come to relax and enjoy life.

Not far from the city and the shores, a portion of the city was built above water which connected to a residential area. It housed the aquatic denizens of Nirauan which included the Mon Calamari, the Quarren, and the Karkarodon. Thrawn elected to have the civilians form their own police force of course, funded by him. Basic requirements included the ability to speak Basic, so there were massive problems to integrate certain species including the Wookiees, into their police force.

Sanctuary was surrounded by military bases, a planetary ion cannon, a few W-165 Planetary Turbolasers, a few HVs-2 Hypervelocity Guns, and there were plans to build an automated anti-air defence system to guard the city from air attacks.

If that wasn’t enough, a horde of TIE Strikers, the city’s militia, Sanctuary Police Department, five division worth of Stormtroopers, Imperial Army Soldiers, Chiss soldiers, and two Imperial Armored Divisions were ready to defend the city to their final breath.

For the militia, they were given ex-Republic equipment and were armed with a slew of vehicles including AT-TEs, AT-APs, HAVw A6 Juggernauts, AV-7 Anti-Vehicle Artillery Cannons, BARC Speeders, LAATs, TX-130 Saber-class Fighter Tanks, ARC-170 Starfighters, BTL Y-Wing Bombers, V-19 Torrents, Z-95 Headhunters, and for the more skillful pilots, ETA-2 Actis-class Light Interceptors and Delta-7 Aethersprite-class Light Interceptors.

While not state-of-the-art like their Imperial and Chiss allies, the militia understood and were grateful considering many of these equipment were already available. All they had to do was fix them and upgrade them.

To meet with the demand to defend the Empire of the Hand, many factories, including some in Nirauan, were built for blasters, vehicles, and even droids. Workers were paid with a livable wage and were treated fairly, much better than in other Imperial territories where they would have either been enslaved, or given starvation wages.

A civilian council was set up consisting of one member of each species. The military never interfered unless it was something that involved them or contradicts with their plans. There were of course, racial tensions and in the few instances where the situation got out of hand, Riot Troopers had to be deployed to assist law enforcement.

The populace recognized if the Rebels were to discover their part of the galaxy, they would come to destroy what they built. Same could be said if Grand Admiral Thrawn doesn’t appease to the Emperor. As long as Thrawn continued to bring results to the Emperor, their haven would be left alone. Their Navy may not be enough to stop both sides should they attack, which is why many experienced shipbuilders were employed to not just build ships, but also teach others.

Parck smirked. Thrawn, himself, and other high ranking officers worked together with their chief designer, Ansel Hsiao, to create warships unseen by the rest of the galaxy.

The Archer-class Star Destroyer was meant to not only devastate an enemy’s starfighters, but assist other warships from a distance with their missiles. While shielded, it was not a brawler. Its hull wasn’t designed for close combat and its turbolasers were only a little less than the standard Star Destroyer.

Consolidator-class Corps Assault Ships were designed to replace the older Acclamators. While relatively weak, they are defended by hundreds of TIE Fighters, it can be used for bombardment duties, and can land to be used as a Forward Operating Base (FOB).

Compellor-class Star Cruisers were essentially fleet carriers. Around the same size as a Praetor, its firepower was much less but made up for it by its ability to carry hundreds of starfighters. Designed to lead battlegroups, they were still expensive, so their numbers were still few.

Impellor-class Fleet Carriers were cheaper and smaller than the Compellors who they were based off of. Their firepower was even less than their cousins but carried nearly a thousand starfighters.
Indictor-class Electronic Warfare Star Corvettes weren’t originally stealthy, but thanks to connections Thrawn had with Grand Admiral Martio Batch, they were able to give the little bugger cloaking technology. While small and can easily be destroyed, they were very fast. Indictors have the ability to hack into an enemy ship’s systems, identify targets for friendlies, and use in scout missions.

The Empire of the Hand didn’t leave the starfighters alone. They even made models not seen in the known galaxy such as the TIE Demolisher, TIE Mangler, LAAV/I, Missile Boat, and the Alpha-class XG-1 Star Wing.

For Ground Vehicles, Thrawn found his expertise in them lacking so he had General Dorst assist. The result was the MAVr A7 Broadsword with the Self-Propelled Light Artillery Turbolaser (SPLAT), Aerial Dominance Denial (ADD), Fast Armored Carrying Transport (FACT), and the Battery Light Yielding Artillery Tank (BLYAT) variants, the All-Terrain Storm Walker (AT-SW), HAVr A10 Scythe Heavy Repulsortank and Variants, All-Terrain Siege Platform (AT-SP) though they’re still low in numbers and a method of transport is in the works, and the All-Terrain Shock Enforcer (AT-SE).

With all these new vehicles recently going into production and the high approval rating among the populace, the future of the Empire of the Hand’s defense was in good hands. But alas, all good things must come to an end. The Rebel Alliance still control a third of the galaxy, mostly in the Outer Rim. Isolated Imperial strongholds like Eadu and Kessel deep in Rebel territory have caused the Rebels to divert some forces. Luckily, they have yet to discover The Maw, but for how long many Imperial commanders wondered. Any attempts to reestablish contact have failed due to the blockading Rebel ships.

Meanwhile, while the Empire struck a blow by taking Mandalore and raiding Lola Sayu, the Rebels have responded by taking Naboo. The loss of the homeworld of the Emperor didn’t faze the Sith Lord one bit, but it did dampen morale.

Parck and others on the Empire of the Hand were nervous. The recapture of Dantooine by the Rebel Alliance brought them closer and closer to the planet Bastion, the only gateway to the Empire of the Hand. Grand Moff Ardus Kaine’s attempts to stop the Rebel Offensive have been severely hampered with many capital ships being transferred elsewhere, thus reducing his numbers. Last he heard, the Reaper was never in one planet for more than a few days. Admiral Ar’alani has suggested sending some ships under Parck to assist Kaine, but Thrawn was very determined to keep the Empire of the Hand from the public eye as long as possible.

As a result, Thrawn ordered his commanders to shore up defenses on planets near Bastion and to transfer all Jedi and Sith artifacts from Mortis to Nirauan.

The transfer in question however, brought up questions. Particularly from the commander of the 181st.

“So, would you mind telling me why you had my pilots running escort duty?”

Parck looked to his right across the table where General Soontir Fel sat, not having touched his cup of tea at all.

“You didn’t drink.” The Admiral said pointing it out.

“I drank earlier.” Fel responded.

Voss Parck was silent for a while before he put down his drink.

“Honestly, I was quite surprised Thrawn didn’t tell you yet.”

“Well,” Fel said rolling his eyes. “He told me to learn about the Jedi and the Sith before asking again. That was before he left.”

“And now you know.”

“I know as much as what the library here allows me. At least I know every major players in the past.”

Parck nodded.

“Fine, come with me.”

10 Minutes Later

“This is it?” Fel asked. The two high ranking officers stood in front of a blast door guarded by four squads of Storm Commandos and Death Troopers who have Ysalamiri with them.

“This is it.” Parck said. He put his hand on a pad on the wall which then analyzed his body with a blue ray.

“Admiral Voss Parck. Welcome.” said an automated voice.

The doors opened slowly allowing the two officers to stroll into the dark room. Once the doors closed behind them, the lights immediately came on and blinded Fel. Next to him, Parck was not fazed as the slightest.

Once the General’s eyes were adjusted, his mouth was agape in awe. All over the walls of the room were hundreds, if not, thousands of lightsabers and holocrons. Crates were stacked everywhere and there were holograms of maps on some holotables.

“What is this?” Fel said scanning the room as they walked.

“This my friend, is the most valuable treasures acquired by the Grand Admiral.” Parck started. “You see Fel, Thrawn made the most of his time under High Inquisitor Jerec. One day, he found a book, the journal of Sith Lord Darth Traya. He became enamored by what he read and set off on his own mission.

Thrawn knew the amount of artifacts Jerec was discovering would not only pose a danger to the Empire, but the galaxy as a whole. Such dangerous knowledge cannot fall into the hands of Jerec or the Emperor. It was no secret for Thrawn that Jerec intends to overthrow Palpatine with these artifacts.”

“So what did he do?” asked Fel.

Parck smirked.

“Turns out, having so many of those artifacts do have a negative side. The spirits of the Jedi and the Sith were displeased in being in the hands of someone undeserving like Jerec so they annoyed him every single minute. Thrawn tried to talk to these spirits, but he quickly found out he could not since he wasn’t a force sensitive.”

“Like us.”

“Yes, perhaps even now the spirits of the Jedi and Sith are mocking us and we just don’t know it.”

They finally came upon a single small chest at the end of the room.

“So how did Thrawn get these artifacts away from Jerec?”

“Easy, Jerec was constantly annoyed by the spirits so all he had to do was convince Jerec to sent all of them to Coruscant. The Arquitens carrying the artifacts ‘appeared’ to have been lost in a hyperspace accident which enraged Jerec to no end. In reality, they were simply sent to Mortis and then finally here.”

“But wouldn’t Jerec and the Emperor sense their presence?”

Parck laughed.

“My friend, that’s why we have Ysalamiri. But Thrawn’s mission is not done.”

“Oh?” Fel asked. “What else is he looking for?”

The Admiral thought for a second.

“Lets see. There’s trying to find Zakuul, the Valley of the Jedi, hidden artifacts in Korriban, but his last visit to that planet was very productive. Thrawn found a tomb before Palpatine or Jerec could find it.”

Fel’s eyebrow rose in question.

“What did Thrawn find exactly?”

Parck opened up the chest. Inside, a lightsaber laid on top of black tattered robes right next to a white, skull-like mask.

“The Tomb of Darth Nihilus, Lord of Hunger.”

Emperor Sheev Palpatine

Emperor’s Office

Imperial Center/Coruscant, Inner Rim

*Thunk*

For the love of...Sidious thought.

The most powerful man in the galaxy sat on his chair behind his desk in his personnel office. Before him stood three figures in dark robes.

But what displeased him was the dead body of an Imperial officer lying in front of him.

“What is thy bidding my Emperor?” asked the Human male with light armor, a black cloak, and jedi attire.

“I summoned the three of you here for a particular reason Kaleeto Jorn.” Sidious said. He then stared at the dead body on the floor.

“This trash?” Began a male Cathar in Death Trooper Armor sans the helmet and a black cloak.

“Rynuk Tonan. When I assigned this officer to accompany the three of you as an advisor, I expected positive results.”

The final figure on the Cathar’s left, a Human male in old Clone Trooper armor minus the helmet, stepped forward.

“Milord, with all due respect, this officer was too slow for our tastes. Because of him, the Jedi escaped.”

Sidious was seething.

“From the reports I have read, he advised using an orbital bombardment to avoid a Hypervelocity Cannon. The three of you ignored him and ordered your ships closer resulting in three heavily damaged Star Destroyers and the Rebels escaping including the Jedi.”

“Well milord, High Inquisitor Jerec wasn’t exactly the greatest in picking officers.” Kaleeto Jorn said dismissively. This caused Sidious to stand up. Immediately, the three Dark Jedi were consumed with fear.

“I was the one who assigned him to you three. I was under the impression that the three of you would be wise enough to listen to his expertise.”

The Emperor let out a sigh.

“It appears, I WAS WRONG!”

Before the three could react, Darth Sidious sent Force Lightning towards them which launched them all the way to the other side of the room. They writhed in agony as Force Lightning coursed through their veins.

Just as sudden as it began, the lightning stopped. The three Dark Jedi groaned in pain on the floor as Sidious approached them slowly.

“I will give you three one more chance. This time, you will be under the direct command of Grand Admiral Thrawn. You will listen to his orders word by word, and you will follow them. If I hear you refused and you cause the deaths of any of his troops and officers, I will have Lord Vader throw all three of you into an escape pod and jettisoned in hyperspace. Do I make myself clear?”

Still in pain, they could only say yes in desperation. Satisfied, Emperor Palpatine turned his back to them.

“Then go. Do not fail me again.”

Grand Admiral Afsheen Makati

Space Station Memorial, Coruscant

People who visited the memorial glanced in wonder as one of the Grand Admirals strolled in to the memorial without an escort. Many of them were simple visitors to the memorial, but there were families there as well to mourn someone who lost their lives in the Death Star.

Makati continued walking down the path, passing many people. His eyes never leaving the black wall on the side of the path with the names and pictures of the fallen etched on to the wall. Flowers, pictures, flags, and even stuffed animals were laid on the ground.

He stared in sadness as he passed a woman with her baby who was silently crying next to a picture of a Stormtrooper. Another family he passed were trying their hardest to pry an old woman off the wall who was wailing as she would not let go of the picture of a fallen Imperial officer.

The Grand Admiral finally stopped. Silently, he stared at a picture of a smiling Imperial Officer who stood proudly with a Star Destroyer in the sky behind him. Makati walked closer. Trembling, his fingers touched the face of the man as if he was there.

Below the picture, a name was etched on the wall.

Captain Rolisch Makati, 501st Legion

A single tear slid down his cheek as Makati placed his forehead on the wall.

My son, I’m so sorry. While Lord Vader and Thrawn spoke up, I was silent. I should’ve spoken up about the Death Star, how it was a waste.

He stepped back and he turned to stare at the Imperial Palace which he could see in the distance.

I promise you, I will make things right.

Grand Admiral Thrawn

ISD Admonitor

En Route to Nirauan

“And how long have you been hearing these voices?” Thrawn asked sitting on his desk. Before him, Twilight and Spike sat explaining to him what they saw in Citadel Prison.

“Not just hear.” Twilight explained with her hand on the Songsteel sword. “I saw them too. In my mind when they blacked out.”

“Saw them?” Thrawn looked at her questionably.

“Yes, a man and a woman. Both in dark robes.”

“Interesting.” He rubbed his chin. “Do you know their names?”

Twilight thought for a second before responding.

“The man called the woman, Traya, while the woman identified the man as Vectivus.”

Thrawn’s face was stone, but he was deep in thought.

Vectivus AND Traya? Looks I don’t need their holocrons for now. Now all I need is Malgus, Vitiate...wait, does this mean she is able to see Force Spirits? Thrawn thought.

“This is interesting. Not only did you come into contact with two Sith Lords, but we may have also missed an opportunity to kill some of the Rebellion’s most celebrated leaders.”

“Wait, but didn’t we blow up the prison?” Spike asked.

“Admiral Versio did.” Thrawn confirmed. “But General Kota is no fool. I am certain he left with the other commanders before the bombardment began.”

“So what’s this about Sith Lords?” Twilight cut in.

“Darth Vectivus and Darth Traya.” Thrawn said. “I learned much about them when I served under High Inquisitor Jerec, but Vectivus is known only by other Siths and the Dark Jedi serving the Empire. Traya was legendary, a Sith Lord I began to admire when I found her journal. Meanwhile, Vectivus was a Sith Lord who achieved something other Sith Lords have failed to do.”

“And what’s that?” Twilight asked.

“Vectivus lived a fulfilled life.” His communicator beeped. “Excuse me.”

Thrawn pressed a button that activated his communicator.

“Thrawn here.”

“Sir, we’re approaching Nirauan.”

“Thank you Captain Niriz. Have a shuttle prepared, we’re heading towards the fortress.”

Lieutenant Ander Rendrake

ISD Vendetta

In orbit over Nirauan

Like other officers on the Star Destroyer, Rendrake stood in front of the viewports of the bridge. While the other officers were casually conversing, Rendrake was silent and deep in thought.

When he heard the Vendetta was being transferred to Grand Admiral Thrawn’s command in the Unknown Regions, he thought his usefulness as a Rebel spy was over. However, after receiving info on what to expect, Rendrake finally he realized he had a golden opportunity here. He can find out about the Imperial buildup in the Unknown Regions, copy star maps, gather information of the forces here, and identify the high-ranking officers to be detected.

What he found once they arrived in Nirauan was beyond what he imagined. Not only does the Grand Admiral have a massive armada with multiple Star Dreadnoughts, shipyards, new warship and vehicle designs, but he found cities full of former slaves and refugees seeking to get as far from the war as possible. Turns out, many of the slaves were meant to be utilized for slave labor by Thrawn, but instead, they were freed the moment they stepped foot in his territory. The Lieutenant was very surprised to find that they utilized both droids and real workers very well to build their ships, cities, etc. very quickly.

Most of the denizens wished to be far from the Galactic Empire’s discrimination, but they also do not wish to bring back the Republic which caused all this to begin with. He walked around Sanctuary and asked the civilians some questions.

Yes much of what they built was from a combination of the resources of the Unknown Regions and from the pockets of the Galactic Empire, but they detest the Rebel Alliance just as much as the Empire for daring to try and bring back the Republic. He discovered quickly that many of them had Separatist backgrounds. When asked about the Sith and the Jedi, he was met with only silence, but he noticed the anger in their eyes.

It was then that Rendrake understood their opinion, much of the conflicts in the galaxy were caused by the feud between the Jedi and the Sith.

Just like now.

Ander Rendrake was also quiet surprised when he met Thrawn’s species, the Chiss. There were many soldiers, engineers, and scientists here that were Chiss. Their ships served alongside the Imperials. While they were considered renegades for assisting the exile known as Thrawn, his support continued to grow among his people and many young Chiss wish to flock to his banner. They were much more cooperative when he questioned them, but they also had a distaste for the Sith and the Jedi although not as much as the others.

He could be down there, trying to find out more, but he was recalled back to the Vendetta for two things: The testing of a new unmanned warship, and the arrival of the Grand Admiral.

Near the Nirauan Defense Fleet, a ship constructed entirely by droids using material from the scrapyards and operated by a group of people down at Nirauan, floated away from the planet. It was a radical design, drawn up by a former Separatist who was imprisoned for questioning Count Dooku and now an assistant for Ansel Hsiao.

“Ship ready to jump to hyperspace.” said the coms.

The ship’s engines lit up and got brighter. Instantly, the ship disappeared as it jumped into hyperspace. Everyone waited patiently before the coms came to life again.

“Connection severed. Testing is a failure, we have lost all contact.”

Officers around Rendrake groaned in disappointment.

Honestly, Rendrake was a little relieved. He didn’t know what that ship was capable of, nor did he want to know.

Twilight Sparkle

Over Nirauan, Capital of the Empire of the Hand

ISD Admonitor

“We’re home lads!” Aero yelled. Throughout the bridge, crewmembers cheered. SCAR Squad plus Niriz and Thrawn watched as the fleet exited hyperspace in front of Nirauan. The long trip took a toll on many as they wanted to get back to Nirauan as soon as possible. Twilight and Spike meanwhile spent a long time in the med bay and retelling their story while imprisoned to not just officers who needed to write reports, but many crewmembers. It would seem their escape made them instantly famous.

Turning into a giant enraged lizard that decimated the prison guards and dueling the legendary Jedi Master Quinlan Vos and surviving? That’s extra points right there.

SCAR Squad was quick to remind them to not let the popularity get to them. Kreel explained to Twilight that what happened was most likely luck. Vos had no idea what he was dealing with. Now that he knew, chances are Twilight won’t survive the next fight.

They all came to an agreement that they should hang around Sanctuary for a while and have fun. After that, they need to go back to training and shoring up defenses. According to Thrawn, the Chiss have been able to push back all invasions but have found themselves surrounded. That means no more ships and troops coming from the Chiss Ascendancy. Sooner or later, they will find the Empire of the Hand and they must be prepared.

“So what’s the first thing you’re gonna do sir?” Kreel asked.

Thrawn thought for a second.

“Hmmm, I think I’m going to go get myself a Jogan Milkshake.”

Niriz smiled, knowing he was the one who got Thrawn to fall in love with Jogan Milkshakes. It was on their first outing, where the Captain tried to get Thrawn to relax and enjoy the nightlife. Long story short, Thrawn ended up addicted to Jogan Milkshakes and Niriz passed out drunk in a strip club prompting the Grand Admiral to drag him back to the fortress.

“Look,” Zuke said as he brought out a datapad. “I’ve made a map that shows the sights we should show Spike and Twi. Starting from the Fortress, to the Bottomless Pit.”

“Wait, but we’ve never been to the Bottomless Pit.” said Shrap. They then looked at the Grand Admiral who shrugged.

“I’ll allow it, as long as you don’t fool around.”

Mic and Aero high-fived.

Twi and Spike however continued to take quick glances at the defenses of Nirauan. The massive armada that surrounded the planet and the many defense platforms are for sure to give any invaders a beating.

“Twi?” Spike whispered.

“I know. If we ever reestablish contact with our troops, we should try to relocate everypony here.”

Spike nodded and smiled.

“I’d say the future looks bright.”

Behind them, SCAR Squad were chatting and planning excitingly until Aero shouted for everyone to hear.

“TONIGHT, WE’RE GONNA GET SPIKE LAID!”

Hand of Thrawn Fortress, Sanctuary City, Nirauan

Hundreds of Stormtroopers, Officers, Engineers, Death Troopers, Storm Commandos, and Army Troopers stood at attention in the hanger as a Shuttle began landing. Before the Shuttle, Admiral Delak Krennel, General Soontir Fel, General Kron Dorst, and Admiral Voss Parck stood at attention. Admiral Siath was in charge of the fleet over Nirauan in Parck’s absence and both Admiral Ar’alani and Commander Stent were either monitoring the events at the Chiss Ascendancy or were going from planet to planet to shore up defenses.

When the ramp was finally lowered, the first to come down were SCAR Squad...and two creatures they didn’t recognize. It took the high-ranking officers a while before they remembered the holograms Thrawn sent them.

Finally behind the squad, the Grand Admiral walked down the ramp followed by General Zafaya Fudensko and General Rom Mohc who was busy with a datapad in his hand. The General kept muttering to himself, with the only words people can make out were “Guri” and “IG-88”.

SCAR Squad stepped aside to let the Grand Admiral walk ahead of them.

“Sir, welcome back.” said General Fel.

“Thank you Soontir. I trust everything is on schedule?”

“Well…” started Admiral Parck.

Before Parck could continue, the blast doors on the other side of the hanger opened up revealing a short, dark gray creature in brown clothing running towards them.

“My lord! *Huff*” The creature stopped in front of them and bowed before Thrawn. “I apologize. Admiral Krennel informed me you were arriving on a different hanger.”

Thrawn glared at the xenohobic Admiral who rolled his eyes.

“No need for apologies Rukh.” said Thrawn. “Have you at least learned your lesson?”

Rukh nodded.

“Yes my lord. I’ve learned how to restrain myself with the help of General Fel.”

The Grand Admiral nodded in approval.

“I’m glad to hear that my friend. Come with us, we have much to discuss.”

Rukh eagerly walked in step alongside the Grand Admiral while the others followed them.

1 Hour Later

After taking an extensive tour of the Hand of Thrawn, the center of Thrawn’s Empire, Twilight and Spike found themselves strapped in an enlarged Land Speeder with the rest of SCAR Squad before the Fortress’ gates.

“Alright kids.” Said Aero who was on the driver seat. “Stay in your seats, have your seat belts fastened at all times, and don’t annoy Mommy and Daddy.”

They were about to leave when Mic, who was riding shotgun, noticed an Imperial officer walking towards them. Behind the man, a group of aliens in Imperial uniforms were doing jumping jacks in front of some drill sergeants.

“Hey SCAR Squad! Heard you idiots made it back.” The man said once he was right next to the speeder.

“Ha, takes more than an army of Rebels to kill one of us.” Mic boasted. “Twi, Spike. This is Daric LaRone. He’s in charge of training all of the non-Humans here.”

LaRone tipped his cap in respect for the two.

“Heard about you two. Not bad for a bunch of newbies at Mandalore and Lola Sayu.”

Twilight smiled.

“Well, we’re hardly what you call, newbies.”

“Hey wanna have a drink with us later on?” asked Misty.

LaRone chuckled.

“Nah, I’m stuck training some recruits. Do me a favor and get me some Glaze Cake would you?”

Zuke took out his datapad to check his banking account.

“How many? I’ve got enough to feed an entire city.”

LaRone thought for a sec.

“One Glaze Cake for me, Sweet Cake for Korlo, Puff Cake for Taxtro, Jogan Fruit Cake for Saberan, and Nanana Twist for Joan.”

The big stormtrooper wrote all that down on his datapad.

“Porto’s Bakery opens until 9. I’ll make a call but you owe me.”

“Thanks big guy. Anytime.” He looked at Twilight and Spike. “Hey watch out for Mic and Aero. Chances are, they’re either gonna pass out drunk, or they’re gonna try their hardest to get you two laid.”

Both of them blushed.

“I’m already with someone.” Twi muttered.

“I don’t think I’m ready.” The dragon whispered.

Rebel HQ, Mon Calamari

In the command room of the main Rebel HQ in Mon Calamari, sounds or arguments filled the room giving those who stayed silent massive headaches.

“We should attack Kalinda!”

“Our forces in that sector are tired after taking Naboo. We should attack the Hutts! Imagine the manpower and resources we can acquire from taking their territory.”

“Are you mad? They’ll just ally themselves with the Empire!”

“I propose we launch an offensive to take Tanaab, Kashyyyk, Onderon, and Umbara. Doing so will secure an alliance with the Hapes Consortium.”

“What about Korriban? The Imperials have been using it as a staging point to raid our planets.”

“ENOUGH!”

Every Rebel Commander became silent when Jedi Master K’Kruhk rose his voice. Jedi Masters K’Kruhk, Dass Jennir, Tr’a Saa, Rahm Kota, and Quinlan Vos were the only Jedi present. The others like Masters Minos Fel’Kona and Zao were all engaged in battle.

Of all the present Jedi, only Dass Jennir was there physically.

“I believe esteemed Generals, Admirals, that General Crix Madine has something important to say.”

The hologram of Crix Madine stepped forward in front of the group, a mixture of holograms and actual people in the room.

“For a while now, we’ve been pushing the Empire back, humiliated them in battle after battle. We’ve had the galaxy’s population at our side. That is until, one man stepped up: Grand Admiral Thrawn.”

Some of the Generals and Admirals glared at the hologram of Hera Syndulla who glared in return.

“Grand Admiral Thrawn has completely divided public opinion. Half are with us, while the other half idolize him and his inner circle. His recent moves including the recapture of Mandalore have emboldened the rest of the Imperial Navy to launch counter-offensives everywhere.

They’ve begun to realize that we cannot take losses like them. While our industrial strength is strong, we pale compared to the Empire’s.”

Madine paused as he looked around. Some around him were angry and disappointed.

“His bold attack on Lola Sayu has revealed something.”

A hologram of Twilight Sparkle and Spike appeared.

“Who are they?” asked Mon Mothma.

“My agents are working on their identity. However, they seem to be extremely important. From what I’ve learned, Thrawn set up a meeting with all of the Grand Admirals, High Inquisitor Jerec, Lord Vader, and the Emperor himself.”

This caused nervous murmurs to travel through the meeting.

“We don’t know what their species is, but we know they are highly important. Luckily, we’ve attached a Beacon to the Grand Admiral’s flagship in Coruscant.”

A map of the galaxy appeared mapping the planets the Admonitor visited.

“After Lola Sayu and rescuing the prisoner including the two HVTs, Thrawn went straight to the planet of Bastion, an Imperial stronghold.”

A red dot appeared where Bastion was located.

“Here’s the interesting part.” Madine said.

The next stop the Admonitor appeared at according to the Beacon was in the Unknown Regions. Immediately, the room exploded into shouts.

“The Unknown Regions!”

“Impossible. How are we supposed to attack without accurate star maps?”

“Calm yourselves my friends.” Madine said calming everyone down. “We have a plan.”

Next, the map zoomed in on Bastion.

“As of now, the Beacon is still active. That is good news. With other Imperial forces fighting in other fronts, we have an opportunity here.”

Rahm Kota leaned forward.

“Are you saying General, we should attack Bastion?”

Madine nodded.

“Yes, the only main opposition in the sector is Scourge Squadron under Grand Moff Ardus Kaine and the SSD Reaper. With our recent attacks and the recent capital ships transferred to assist the Imperial Offensives, Kaine’s forces have been stretched thin thus leaving Bastion virtually undefended. If we can capture Bastion and acquire any accurate star maps of the Unknown Regions, we can open up another front.”

Hera Syndulla looked at Madine with an intense glare.

“This is risky General. We don’t know what awaits us in the Unknown Regions. There could be massive fleets, secret projects. We need a sizeable force that can capture a foothold and build bases.”

The head of Rebel Intelligence nodded.

“I agree. I propose sending General Hera Syndulla, Admiral Hiram Drayson, and General Quinlan Vos to lead the assault.”

“General,” said Hera. “Wouldn’t it make more sense to send Admiral Ackbar?”

Mon Mothma stared at Hera.

“Hera, Admiral Ackbar is needed for the attack on Endor. Not to mention, you have experience fighting Grand Admiral Thrawn, despite the fact he survived.”

“Yes bu-”

“The decision is final.” Mothma said. “General Madine, the Jedi Council, and I have already agreed. Does anyone have any objections?”

There were some murmurs or disagreement, but largely nobody stepped forward.

“Then the decision is final, meeting dismissed.”

People started stepping out of the room and holograms disappeared, leaving behind only Dass Jennir and the holograms of Hera and Madine.

“To be honest Hera,” Madine said. “This all mostly Mothma and the Jedi. I merely gave them a list of commanders and gave the info. Only Kota and Jennir objected. Kota wanted to lead himself.”

Hera nodded.

“I know Crix. So they were right when they said the Jedi and the politicians are slowing us.”

“Deep inside me Hera, I feel regret for leaving the Empire behind.”

Jennir picked up his hat from the table and put it on.

“The Force is clouding my visions, but I have a bad feeling about this.” Jennir looked at the holograms. “Hera, an old friend of yours will rejoin your fleet while Rex joins Ackbar. Alexsandr Kallus and Garazeb Orrelios will help you in your offensive. Oh, and do keep Sabine Wren on a tight leash. I don’t want her to go AWOL simply because of a rumor Ezra is alive.”

“But you said yourself he was alive!” Hera said. “You said you could sense him every now and then.”

Jennir sent an intense glare at her.

“While that may be true, it is not important right now. We can worry about Ezra Bridger later.” Jennir fixed his reddish cloak. “We have a war to win.”

SCAR Squad, Nirauan, Unknown Regions/Empire of the Hand

“~Shut the fuck up
You're a fucking cunt
Shut the fuck up
You're a stupid cunt, suck my dick
Shut the fuck up
Stop being a fucking cunt
Shut the fuck up
Nobody even wants you here~”

The rest of the squad were staring at their surroundings while their speeder flew down a highway. They did their best to ignore the singing from Mic and Aero up front.

Their speeder stopped when a stoplight turned red. Pulling up next to them, a hover truck full of scrap metal with an old Devaronian and a Wookiee stopped. Aero looked at the occupants and waved at them.

“Hey Villie, Chak! Got anything good?”

<”Come around the shop. We have some cool things you can check out.”> said Chak.

“Villie will give you a discount as a welcome home present ho’kay?” said the old Devaronian.

“Will do.”

The light turned green and their speeder flew down the highway once again.

“You can understand the Wookiee?” asked Twilight.

Aero shrugged.

“The things I do when I’m bored.”

“Besides jacking off?” teased Kreel.

“Oh you’re very funny Sarge. At least I wasn’t the one browsing kinky furry shit.”

They passed a residential area on the edge of a forest consisting of giant tree houses. Twilight and Spike could see many Wookiees walking about in the neighborhood.

“Red light.” Kreel said.

Aero waved him off dismissively.

“Don’t play with me. I didn’t pass a red light.”

5 Minutes Later

Aero crumpled the ticket in his hand as the blue (and admittingly hot according to Mic) female Twi’lek police officer in a white helmet, black sunglasses, blue uniform, and black boots walked back to her police speeder bike parked behind their speeder.

“Fuck the police.” Aero snarled.

30 Minutes Later

The group was down the highway on the outskirts of the city entering a forest when Spike broke the silence.

“So that was Sanctuary City huh? Looks nice.”

“A testament of what the Empire could be like under the right leadership.” Shrap said.

“Where are you taking us next?” asked Twilight.

“A hole. You’ll understand when we get there.” Misty answered.

As they drove through the forest, they passed multiple patrols and convoys although there were civilians who were hiking.

“This place reminds me of the Everfree.” Twilight said.

“The what?” asked Cav.

“A forest near our home, I mean, was our home.” replied Spike.

They came upon a gated base, guarded by two AT-STs and a few squads. Up on the walls, they could see guards walking about with some Scout Troopers and Twi’lek snipers on the guard towers. A Stormtrooper Sergeant approached their vehicle.

“Welcome back SCAR Squad, the Grand Admiral said you would be coming here.” She said before looking up at the wall where a Chiss Officer was staring down at them. “Open the gates!”

The giant steel gates began to slide open revealing a bustling base. Mic drove the speeder slowly through as Twilight and Spike took in the scenery. Parked AT-ATs were being serviced by engineers, an Imperial officer was watching over a group of Chiss, Humans, and Twi’leks doing push ups, a group of soldiers were cheering on a pair of Wookiees arm wrestling on a table, a squad of Storm Commandos rappelling down a building in a training exercise, etc.

“Welcome to Fort Nether kiddos.” Zuke said. “One of many bases scattered around the forests.”

“Why is it called Fort Nether?” Spike asked.

“Heh, you’ll see.” said Misty.

Directly in the middle of the fort, a giant circular building stood guarded by multiple squads of soldiers. They stopped just in front and disembarked. Near them, a group of Imperial officers and Chiss Officers gave them weird looks, especially towards Twilight and Spike. Kreel meanwhile was typing a password on a keypad when Aero pointed out a group of Zeltron approaching the new additions to their squad with hungry looks on their eyes. The alicorn and the Spike didn’t seem to notice as they were too busy observing the base.

Immediately, Zuke walked up quickly and put himself between the two and the group.

“Get them inside.” Zuke said to Kreel before looking down at the Zeltrons. “I know how you guys do things, they’re off limits.”

“Not even a taste?” A barely legal Zeltron female asked licking her lips.

Zuke glared at her through his helmet.

“Touch them, and I’ll feed you to our pets.”

The group backed off knowing how ferocious SCAR Squads pets could be. Silently, Zuke turned around and walked inside the building to meet up with the rest of his squad.

Inside, he found the squad looking down a giant bottomless pit. Surrounding the pit, various scientists were monitoring equipment. Zuke nor the rest of the squad didn’t notice when Thrawn walked up behind them with a cupholder and four cups of Jogan Milkshakes.

“Welcome to the Bottomless Pit.” Thrawn said getting their attention. The squad whirled around to find an uncommon sight, the Grand Admiral drinking a cup of milkshake with more at the ready.

“Bottomless Pit?” Spike asked.

Thrawn paused for a sec before answering.

“Well, one of countless actually.”

“What do you mean countless?” asked Twilight.

“Well, how should I put this?” Thrawn walked up to the edge of the pit and dropped one of the cups of milkshakes. “It’s an anomaly. It shouldn’t exist yet it is here. The theory of multiple universes is actually true. I believe Miss Sparkle has already explained how she believed she’s traveled to another universe correct?”

The rest of the squad nodded.

“This pit is a gateway. Jump in it, and you have a 50% chance of ending up spat out of another pit in another universe. However, we’ve discovered that if you jump back in, you will have a 100% of returning to your home universe. At least, that’s what the scientists say. Almost fell in the first time I found it.”

“How did you find it exactly sir?” asked Shrap.

Several Years Ago

Clad in hiking gear, Thrawn looked down the giant hole he found. He hummed while thinking before dropping a stone the size of his hand in it. The Chiss waited, but didn’t hear a sound.

“Just how deep are you?” He asked nobody in particular. Thrawn couldn’t react in time as an object flew out of the pit and nailed him directly on the chin. The victim of the object fell backwards and groaned in pain. Getting up while rubbing his chin, Thrawn looked down at the offending object lying on the grass.

It was a damaged red book with a golden six-fingered handprint with the number 3 on it.

That imbecile. He thought.

Present Day

“I was hiking when I just found it. Ever since, our scientists haven’t exactly found out why it was like this or how.”

The group silently thought as they stared back at the pit.

“Mind if we jump in sir?” asked Mic.

Thrawn shrugged.

“Well, we’ve yet to have a fatal accident. So I suggest if you do, return at the first sign of danger do you all understand?”

SCAR Squad nodded.

“Good, then I must be off. Try not get yourselves killed.”

Immediately, Mic and Aero jumped in together, followed by Kreel, Shrap, Misty, Cav, and Zuke leaving Twilight and Spike to look on in confusion. Thrawn rolled his eyes.

“Always on the move.”

The Grand Admiral walked away, sipping on another milkshake.

“Should we jump in Twi?” asked Spike.

Twilight shrugged.

“I mean, I guess? I’m not too keen on sitting here to wait.”

Spike fist pumped the air.

“Yes!” He grabbed Twilight in a bear hug and dashed for the hole.

“Wait Spi-” She didn’t finish as he jumped into the abyss. The scientists shook their heads as they heard her terrified screams grew further and further away.

With Mic and Aero

The two goofballs were sent flying out of the hole. Acting on instinct, the two activated their jump packs and landed on the ground.

“Well, now what?”

They looked around to find they were on a desolate landscape. There were many fires everywhere.

In the distance, they heard booming sounds.

“Slugthrowers?” asked Mic.

“Got nothing better to do, we should check it out.”

Kreel

Sergeant Kreel of SCAR Squad landed on his feet when he was thrown out of the pit. He looked around to find the bodies of unknown aliens everywhere alongside many vehicles.

“Where am I?” He said.

“Identify yourself.” said a deep masculine voice.

Kreel whirled around to find a green armored warrior, pointing some kind of gun at him. The unknown’s golden visor showed the reflection of the Stormtrooper.

“Peace.” Kreel said raising his hands slowly. “I mean you no harm.”

“Are you UNSC?” The unknown asked.

Kreel stared in confusion.

“What’s UNSC?”

They froze when they heard sounds in the distance.

“WORT WORT WORT!”

He watched as the unknown turned away to aim his weapon at the direction the sounds came from.

“Look, as long as you’re Human, can you fight?”

“Is that a question?” Kreel took out his blaster and aimed at the same direction.

“Listen, we have hostiles coming this way. We can skip formalities and fight them off first. Agreed?”

The Sergeant smiled underneath his helmet.

“Very well. Name’s Kreel by the way.”

He looked at the unknown who nodded.

“Call me Chief.”

Shrap

The pyromaniac watched from a hill at hotel pool, where a bunch of these nude furry creatures were either relaxing, or, for lack of better word, fucking each other.

None of them seemed to be worried about it. In fact, from Shrap’s view at the city, all of the inhabitants were walking around in the nude and some were having sexual intercourse in public for all to see. It didn’t matter what gender they were, some switched to love making from the same sex, to the opposite sex.

Basically a land of lust and debauchery.

“Yo.”

Shrap looked behind him where one of these wolf-like furry males stood behind him. His cock was erect and wet from being sucked by another male like him who was laying on the grass jerking himself off.

“Couldn’t help but notice you lonely here.” The wolf said who then started stroking his cock. “Wanna have fun?”

Wordlessly, Shrap took out his flamethrower.

“Burn in hell.”

Misty

Misty whistled an Imperial patriotic tune as he sniped another one of these black and red armored warriors with skull masks. He was quiet surprised when he saw these Humans throw literal fire at him.

Luckily, he retreated up a hill where it would be harder for them to catch him. For hours on end, he hasn’t stopped firing his rifle. Thus far, he’s eliminated an entire battalion.

“All this because I refused to bow to that princess or whatever the hell she is.”

The last warrior fell to a bolt on the face, just another casualty in the field full of the dead. In the distance, another battalion was marching up but froze when they saw the dead bodies of their comrades.

*Sigh* “Now I’m bored.”

Cav

“FINISH HER!”

Cav looked at the dazed bug lady and approached her. Picking up the spear of this “Emperor” he kicked on the balls from the ground, Cav stabbed the left foot of the bug lady and pinned it to the ground.

Wordlessly, he grabbed the other leg and started to pull. She screamed in pain as he continued to pull.

Her pelvic region split in half in a shower of blue blood. Cav pulled again, causing the split on her body to go up to her stomach region. The stomach and intestines spilled onto the floor.

“Hmph.” Cav then stopped and dropped her to the ground, leaving her just alive to die slowly.

“Impressive.”

Cav looked behind him to see the “Thunder God” he heard so much about stare at him. The Thunder God’s red eyes bore deep into Cav’s soul.

“I thank you warrior, for defending Earthrrealm.”

“Eh,” Cav said wiping some blood off his chest. “Give me more targets will you? Kind of feel bored with nobody to fight.”

“Very well then. Do you know of a sorcerer named Shang Tsung?”

Zuke

The giant of a man landed face first on the dirt causing him to groan in annoyance.

“Ach, why the head?”

He stood up and looked to his left, where a wooden sign next to him said “Bottomless Pit”.

“Well that’s convenient.”

Zuke looked around to find himself in a wooded area and was enthralled on how peaceful it seems.

“Beautiful.”

His eyes then laid on a wooden building not too far away.

“Well, at least there’s civilization.”

Twilight and Spike

“We did it Twi! We saved the planet!” Spike yelled with glee on top of a forested hill. However, his sister wasn’t so sure.

“Uh, not really sure about that Spike.”

Up in the skies, many rotary aircraft chased after the blue-skinned natives flying some kind of flying reptilian creatures. Down at the bottom of the hill, Human soldiers wearing masks with some riding mechs, chased after the natives and corralled their prisoners into a singular area.

From where they were, they could make out the smoke from the fire Spike started that burned the contents of a trailer they found deep in the jungle.

All of a sudden, a giant explosion rocked the land. In the distance, one of the larger crafts sped away after dropping what appears to be bombs at a certain area.

“This is Valkyrie 1-6. Target destroyed. Heading back to base.”

“Copy that Valkyrie 1-6 good job. All units, this is Papa Dragon. Maintain sweeping operation. Take down as many of them as possible before they skedaddle. Target with extreme prejudice.”

Nearby, they could hear the coms of the Humans from one of their downed aircraft. At first, they were lost, not knowing what was going on. Then, they witnessed Humans being overwhelmed by the blue-skinned aliens. Spike elected to help them, but Twilight wanted to wait to get a better understanding of what was going on.

Long story short, Spike found a lone trailer in the jungle. Already irritated by the weird air on the planet, he sneezed and ended up burning everything inside the trailer with his fire. Then the aliens started to become disorganized and faltered. Seeing this, Spike thought he did a good thing.

“I think we just did a great thing Twi.” Spike said with a huge smile on his face, completely oblivious to a group of Human soldiers massacring alien prisoners not far behind him.

Twilight facepalmed.

“Whatever, lets just go back. The air here is irritating me.”

Back on Nirauan

Scientists looked on as Thrawn walked back and forth on the edge of the pit. Surprisingly for them, he looked worried. The stone-faced Grand Admiral really does care for those under him, but he usually doesn’t show it. They noticed Thrawn staring at something before taking some steps back.

He let out a sigh of relief as Mic and Aero were the first to come out. However, he stared in confusion as Mic had markings depicting some kind of double-headed bird while Aero had marking of red skulls on his armor.

“NO MERCY NO RESPITE!” Mic yelled at Aero’s face.

“BLOOD FOR THE BLOOD GOD!” Aero replied.

“THE EMPEROR’S LIGHT IS MY TORCH!”

Thrawn cleared his throat to get their attention.

“We...may have gone overboard.” Mic said sheepishly.

Next to come out was Kreel who had medals adorned on his armor.

“I became friends with a super soldier and blew up an entire planet.” Kreel deadpanned.

Besides Kreel, Misty appeared at the same time as Shrap.

“Target practice. Met some people who could throw flames and I told a princess to piss off.” Misty said.

“I committed genocide.” Shrap answered causing the room to fall into silence.

“Honestly Shrap,” Kreel said. “That’s something I can see you doing.”

Zuke then came out causing the squad to jump out of the way to not get crushed by the giant man. The Stormtroopers were wide eyed when they saw the giant’s armor full of glitter, stickers, and drawings created by a child.

“I came full of stories of adventure. Also, I have made some friends and they will not be harmed.” Zuke announced.

Behind Zuke’s head, a fat pig and a little girl with braces, brown hair, a skirt, and a pink sweater that made Misty’s eye hurt appeared.

“Hi!” She said.

While the squad was fixated at Zuke and his new companions, Thrawn looked at the girl and put a finger on his slip, telling her to keep quiet. The girl understood and made a zipping motion on her lips.

“Zuke, brother.” Misty said. “You can’t just bring people from other dimensions. I think that’s against the rules.”

Zuke looked at the Grand Admiral and pleaded with him.

“Sir, please. Can I at least show them around?”

Thrawn shook his head.

“Bringing an individual from another universe may prove harmful. It would be wise to put her and her, um, pig back.”

“Aw.” Zuke reached behind and held the pig and the girl, each on his two hands. “I’m sorry, but it’s time for you to return.”

“Will you visit?” The girl asked sadly. He then looked at Thrawn who shrugged before looking back at her.

“I most certainly will.”

He turned around and held them above the pit.

“Tell your brother he looks cute with that blonde by the way.”

Zuke dropped the two and waved goodbye as they disappeared into the abyss.

Before he could react, two bodies appeared and collided with his torso, causing him to fall backwards.

Thrawn looked with amusement as the dazed Twilight and Spike got off of Zuke.

“We...may have doomed an entire species.” Twilight said holding her head.

“Hmph. So it appears none of you excluding Zuke listened to me. Then again, I should’ve expected this.” Thrawn said. He walked up to the edge and put his hand out. They watched in confusion as nothing happened. “Give it time.”

Suddenly, a cup of milkshake flew out of the pit and landed perfectly on Thrawn’s hand.

“Now,” The Grand Admiral started. “I advise you finish having your fun before we get into serious matters.”

Admiral Delak Krennel

ISD Reckoning

Over an unknown planet

First thing the xenophobic Admiral did after Thrawn arrived was bolt of there, coming with the excuse of "continuing exploration for new planets and species".

Unknown to many in High Command, the Admiral has been using a small flotilla of escort ships with his Star Destroyer flagship to unleash a reign of terror on any new planets he's encountered. In his path, planets were burned and species extinguished under the incinerating fire of his orbital bombardments. No planet would be given mercy, at least except for Zakuul. Krennel heard the rumors and had plans on what to do with that planet.

"Is this live?" Krennel asked he comms officer.

"Y-yes sir." The nervous officer replied.

Krennel stared intently at a computer screen, depicting some kind of colorful, human-like mutants in front of some kind of school, inspecting the probe droid. One of them in particular, reminded him of the alien scum known as Twilight which to him, was very creepy.

Without warning, a pink creature appeared on his screen with a huge smile that made the Admiral step back in surprise.

"SURPRISE! Hello. Anybody there? Aliens can you understand me?" The alien said in a high-pitched, female voice.

"Tch, disgusting." Krennel said. "Begin bombardment starting with the probe droid's location. I want no survivors."

Immediately, the bridge crew rushed to their stations to follow the Admiral's orders.

Admiral Voss Parck

Hand of Thrawn Fortress

“-concluding the meeting between the many civil rights group, they have agreed to unify as one. Our sources have learned they have renamed themselves. The unified civil rights group, who have called for the end of the war and for Emperor Palpatine’s resignation, have called themselves, the Vox Populi. What this could mean and how this could affect the already divided Imperial High Command is questionable. Joining me today is Civil Rights advocate and former Senator of Pantora, Riyo Chuchi-”

Parck turned off the monitor and walked towards the balcony in one of the Fortress’ towers. He looked down at the courtyard, where all of the members of the 181st stood at attention in their dress uniforms. Before them, holograms of fallen aces of the 181st stood before them. General Soontir Fel stood in front of his comrades, with flowers in his hand.

“After this, Fel will be busy looking for new members.” Parck said to himself. He then looked at his datapad and smiled. “Perhaps, I can assist them in another way.”

On the datapad, Parck studied the design of a formidable fighter, the TIE Defender.

Cav

Bottomless Pit, Nirauan

The room was silent, only a lone scientist reading a book on a lawn chair at the edge of the pit.

"They always seem to forget about Cav don't they?" He said flipping a page on the book.

Suddenly, a hand appeared out of the edge. The scientists merely rose an eyebrow, but didn't react as the last remaining member of SCAR Squad climbed out of the hole.

Cav's armor was caked in blood, but also cracked in many places. He had a bloody skull tied to his waist.

"I...have been climbing...FOR THREE HOURS!" The Stormtrooper then rose one of his knives in the air. "BUT I LIVED AND FINALLY KILLED THE DAMN SORCERER!"

"You finished?" The unamused scientist asked.

"Yeah." The exhausted Stormtrooper said. "Where's my squad?"

The scientist shrugged.

"Beats me. I'd check the fortress if I were you."

Cav huffed in annoyance.

"FUCKERS FORGOT ME AGAIN!" He yelled before running off.

"Somehow, I think it's just a higher being messing with you." The scientist said.

To his surprise, a tiny hand then reached out of the hole. He remained stone-faced when a pudgy boy with white hair, pale skin, and some kind of blue dress suit climbed out.

"Excuse me sir, can you help widdle ole me for a sec? Have you seen this red journal with the number 3 on it?" The boy asked.

"Yeah." The scientist said before taking out a CA-87 Blaster. "It's back the way you came."

Author's Note

Decided to have some fun here. Sorry for the lack of Celestial Alliance POV. Low key was writing all this without checking the word count. When I did, I realized fitting POVs of the Celestial Alliance war would make this chapter far too long. Next chapter will definitely include them...and will be Aces in Exile themed...kind of.

Honestly this chapter should've been posted sooner, but I have finals and I have work so there's that.

Also for Shrap's POV, initially I was gonna do one where I do a parody of Grayonblue's OC and his take on TCB, but I thought otherwise when I saw his blog where he came out with his personal issues and I couldn't help but feel sorry no matter how many times he infuriated me. Decided to change it where Shrap performs genocide on a horny furry's ideal world. Still blocked by him so I couldn't respond to reassure him. Was in his position too before. Just minus the...genocide on Humans part in the fics.

The scene with the Jedi and Sith artifacts was actually suppose to be in the previous chapter...but I forgot. Yes, I forgot. In my excitement to post it, I forgot to add that scene in the end. Oh well. And yes, I am in love with FractalSponge's designs.

Still deciding if I should write the Gravity Falls fic for this site. Just an idea so far, didn't really delve into it that much.

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