The Brentaal Star.

" Coming in hot sir. BE ready, the fighter won't be able to hold apart much longer the moment we land, they'll swarm us with soldiers."

The shuttle flying Djaeric and his forces to the Brentaal Star came under heavy enemy fire, from both the Star and the fighters swarming from it.

It was like a battlefield, littered with debris and blaster fire.

" Closing in, my lord. Get ready!"

The pilot of the shuttle drove the space craft right through the last line of defense, entering the hangar of the Brentaal Star, and crashing.

Immediately the shuttle hatch opened up and Djaeric leaped out of it, with his saber ignited, and quickly started deflecting the swarm of blaster bolts hailing towards him.

" Push through the front lines, you two, and don't die." Djaeric told the two twins. He pressed forward with Khem Val, leaving the first wave of republic troopers to the twins.

The republic stopped at nothing to keep the Sith and his monster from approaching, rolling out their heaviest droids.

Djaeric had to admit, they certainly were persistent. But resistance of this level wouldn't stop him. Well, at least it served as good practice for his blaster defense.

Djaeric sliced through, the droidekas, cutting through their small shields and through their cores with ease.

Eventually, Djaeric came to a small hallway with an elevator at the end of it which, unlike the others, was surrounded by republic soldiers.

" You know, if you wanted to hide something, putting a group of armed guards in front of it, is not the smartest of ideas." Djaeric muttered.

" Not very smart, are the republic."

" No, they aren't, Khem Val."

Djaeric and Khem Val walked through the republic's soldiers with ease, slicing their way past the droid protecting them, and then easily through them.

" Up we go." Djaeric muttered. He pressed the button on the elevator, and together he and Khem Val began ascending the levels of the Brentaal Star, towards their target.

The moment they stepped off of the elevator, they were once again sieged by republic soldiers.

Not a single moment was given to the Sith.

The Republic pounded it on with blaster bolts and explosives, but none of it worked. None of it could even halt the advancement of the Sith.

Being in a narrow corridor, made them an easier target, yes. But the same could be said for Djaeric and Khem Val.

Djaeric moved his arms back and forth at speeds that appeared as a blur to even the most experienced of the republic troopers. Djaeric reached out with the force and snatched the blasters and the cannons out of the hands of the troopers, rendering them nearly defenseless.

" HAGH!" Electricity fired from his fingertips, causing the corridor to catch on fire.

Explosions from outside and within rocked the ship, stumbling the republic soldiers. With one powerful thrust of his hand, a force wave sent the soldiers flying across the corridor, slamming them into the back wall.

Djaeric, walked past the bodies of the fallen Republic Soldiers, towards the Brentaal Stars main security room.

Djaeric approached the locked doors, and with one arm he ripped the door to the room open with the force.

" Open fire men!" The head of security for the Brentaal Star, a twi'lek man, opened fire on Djaeric and Khem Val, along with his two troopers.

Djaeric swatted the blaster bolts to the side with ease.

The Twi'lek grabbed an explosive from his belt and chucked it at Djaeric, who stopped it in the air with the force and launched it backwards. A bad plan against a man who can move inanimate objects with his mind.

" We won't let you take the General!"

Djaeric grabbed ahold of the twi'lek through the force and dragged him directly towards him. Djaeric grabbed the man by his throat and looked him in the eyes.

" You don't have a choice." Djaeric ran the man through with his saber and dropped his dead body to the floor. " This is your chance, drop your weapons and walk away."

The two troopers looked to one another for just a moment before raising their blasters.

Djaeric threw his lightsaber at the two men and killed them before they could even try to pull the trigger on their guns.

" I gave them a chance." Djaeric muttered as he sheathed his saber. " Sad, they didn't take it."

With his enemies taken care of, Djaeric approached the center console. " Now, then. Let's see what we can do."

Djaeric opened the communications channel to the Black Talon and NR-02 appeared over the holo.

" This is protocol unit NR-02. I hope you are receiving this message clearly, and that your flight was clear of incident. Please hold for security Ensign Brukara."

NR-02's image disappeared, and Ensign Brukara took his place.

" The marines are on their way, my lord. They'll follow you through the junctions you clear. Try not to take too long- We're not a military ship. What you have is all you're getting." Brukara told the man.

" Nonsense, Brukara. Tell the Marines to hang back and hold the Hangar, ensure we have a way off this ship. We will handle the rest ourselves. Right, Khem Val?"

" We will feast well tonight."

" Well said."

" Very well, my lord. Good luck." Brukara told the man.

She saluted the Sith, and ended her transmission, giving way to 02 once more.

" I've been scanning the Brentaal Star's communications and security forces appear to be moving towards the escape pods." 02 explained. " It is extremely likely that the crew is attempting to evacuate the general. You must retrieve or eliminate him before he escapes."

" Give me the directions to the escape pods." Djaeric told the machine.

" I've already taken the liberty of downloading the coordinates to your holo."

Djaeric looked at his holo and nodded.

" Excellent. Make sure to assault all defense points between you and the target. NR-02 out."

The transmission cut and Djaeric looked to Khem Val.

" Come on. I'm sure there will be more republic soldiers waiting for us."

Djaeric stepped off of the console's platform and continued into the room right behind this one, where even more of the republic's soldiers were waiting.

" You damned fools. Can't you see that this is pointless? I only want the general, leave him to me and I will spare you." Djaeric spoke.

Though his words fell on deaf ears.

The Republic wasn't willing to simply abandon their own, nor would they run in the face of an enemy.

" So, be it."

Djaeric stormed the hall with Khem Val, leaping directly into the hail of blaster bolts. Harnessing his anger, Djaeric appeared to flicker in and out of existence, like a ghost in the dark.

And by the time one was able to see him, it was already too late for that soldier.

Djaeric's saber cut through many foes, regardless of size or gender.

Khem Val watched this display of power closely.

Swinging his saber, not out of pure rage, but out of channeled rage and intensity. With finesse and power. Yes, it reminded him of the old days. With each passing moment, Khem Val would come to know Djaeric's power, perhaps one could even argue, he respected it.

But still, it was a far cry from what he was once used too.

Djaeric summoned the force of his strength and blew open the hatch into the central hub.

" Ready yourselves, men! The enemy is upon us! Republic special forces, Commander Ghull! You will go no further Sith."

" Khem Val, kill them all without mercy."

" Yes, my master."

Khem Val jumped into action, immediately attacking the Republic soldiers. Khem Val was slicing through the republic soldiers as easy as cutting through butter. Seeing this, Ghull tried to jump in to save the lives of his soldiers, but was immediately cut off, by Djaeric.

" You'll stand and watch."

" Do you know who you're talking to? I am a special forces commander, meat. Show some respect."

" Earn it!"

Djaeric lunged at Commander Ghull, slamming his saber down on top of the man's warblade, a special blade that uses an energy field to repel attacks from the likes of a lightsaber or a blaster, and immediately commander Ghull, felt his arms and wrists buckling under the full weight of the Sith's blows.

Ghull was being forced back, each of Djaeric's strikes like cannon balls. And that speed, so blinding. Between the flashes of red and the flicker of Djaeric's form, Ghull was barely able to keep track of where Djaeric was going to strike next.

" No.... No Damnit!"

Ghull continued to parry Djaeric's strikes to the best of his ability.

Even locking blades with the Sith.

However, in that moment that their blades met, Djaeric, with a simply flick of his wrist, moved his saber underneath Ghull's warblade, giving him access to the commander's hands.

Djaeric flicked his saber upwards and in an instant cut Ghull's two hands clean off.

Ghull dropped to his knees in shock, over the loss of his hands.

The last thing he saw was the pitch-black mask, and the emotionless white face painted onto it, as Djaeric had used his saber to decapitate the man.

Djaeric watched as Commander Ghull dropped to the floor, dead, not a single shred of doubt or regret showing on his face.

Djaeric turned to Khem Val and watched as his Dashade, brutally finished off the last of the republic's men, biting his throat out with his long and sharp teeth.

" I am alive!" Khem Val exclaimed.

Djaeric watched as the blood trickled down Khem Val's body and even, he couldn't help but laugh a little at the monster's excitement.

" Well done, Khem Val. But don't get too excited yet. We still have a general to catch." Djaeric told the man.

With the last of the republic's forces decimated, Djaeric and Khem Val strolled through the Brentaal Star.

When the duo came upon the door to the escape pods, they were once again stopped, as the doors were locked.

" Why do they think a locked door will stop me?" Djaeric wondered. He raised his hands, and with the force, fired a blast of lightning strong enough to blow the doors off the hinges.

Khem Val and Djaeric strolled into the room, lacking care of any kind, and were immediately set upon by a young Twi'lek woman, wearing the brown robes of the Jedi.

" Halt where you are!" The woman shouted. She drew her saber and ignited it. It was a light green hew, almost like a yellowish green. " I am Yadira Ban, a Padawan of the Jedi order. I was sent to protect the General and you will not pass!"

" A padawan?" Djaeric looked to Khem Val for a clear answer.

" The Jedi's fledglings." Khem Val told the man.

" Oh, I see." Djaeric muttered.

Yadira Ban, Grandmaster Satele's own personal padawan. Djaeric was intrigued to see how strong the padawan whom belonged to the very strongest Jedi would was in battle.

Would he be swept away in her righteous justice? Or would she crumble under his might? He was quite intrigued.

" Yadira, this doesn't have to come to violence. All I need is the general. Give him up and I promise you and this ship, whatever's left of it, will survive." Djaeric told the woman. He was prepared to let her go, only on the context of spreading fear.

Just imagine it, the padawan of the greatest Jedi, the Grandmaster of the order, crushed by his own hands. Even the most prolific of Jedi would find themselves suffering a little doubt.

" I cannot accept that." Yadira told the man. " A jedi does not surrender the innocent into the hands of evil. I will push you back, meter by meter, if need be, just as the republic pushed the Sith empire into the dark of the galaxy.

" I respect your bravery, Yadira. But you fail to understand something. Let me show you what that is." Djaeric grabbed his saber and ignited it.

" It saddens me to have come to this. But I will not be intimi-"

Djaeric lunged at Yadira while she spoke, cutting her off. His saber clashing against hers sent ripples of force through Yadira's body. Truly this Sith was powerful.

" No more talking." Djaeric told the woman.

Yadira grunted, under Djaeric's blow, and took a hefty step backwards to try and gain breathing room, but Djaeric wasn't letting up.

He quickly closed the distance again and Yadira struggled to parry each of his strikes. Left, right, from below, from above. Djaeric struck at Yadira from all angles. From Angles, Yadira had never even considered before.

Her hands blistered and bled from holding the hilt of her saber so hard. But to make matters worse, Djaeric was striking at his with one hand.

This wasn't out of disrespect for Yadira, by no means. But to further propel his own reflexes and maneuverability. Using pokes and stabs like a sword fighter should, to try and strike at Yadira's weak spots.

His speed and reflexes were astonishing. His skill even more so. Never in her entire time in the order had she met a padawan with such skill. No, his skills were easily comparable to those of a fully grown Jedi Knight, Similar even to Jedi Knight Ash'ad Khet, a prodigy of the force and a former padawan of Satele as well.

Yadira compared Djaeric's ferocity and intensity to Khet's, yes. It was clear she was outmatched. But she wasn't just going to give up. No.

" You are strong, Sith, but I will not simply lay down and let you walk over me." Yadira told the man. " You will not have the General!"

Djaeric, smiled. For what it was worth, Yadira was impressive. She was easily, his toughest fight. Not in physical skill necessarily, but in her drive. Her need to protect the general made her dangerous, and unlike Skotia's apprentice, Yadira actually had skill with the saber.

" You focus too much on trying to be defensive. Form 3, Soresu. A good form for defense, yes. But you're against an opponent who has better skill. Instead, try being unpredictable. Form 4 and form 6, both of those forms suit you better. Your small frame and stature, makes form 4 your best bet." Djaeric told the woman. " You also need to stop allowing your opponent to control the flow of battle. Instead, try keeping control of my center align." Djaeric told the woman.

" Don't think to lecture me."

This time, it was Yadira, who initiated the conflict, swinging her saber at Djaeric.

" Stop using normal attacks, use the unorthodox." Djaeric deflected each of Yadira's strikes, while guiding her in battle.

Yadira swung her blade at Djaeric's feet, and Djaeric leaped over her. It was a good attempt, but still too easy to read.

" What did I tell you, before? Control my central align." Djaeric dodged to the side and gave room for Yadira to gather herself. " Good."

Yadira lunged at Djaeric once more.

Djaeric stuck his free hand out and used it to knock Yadira to the floor.

" You're not focusing enough. Stay on your feet girl."

" HAAAAGH!" Yadira, feeling frustrated, screamed at Djaeric. She jumped to her feet and rushed the Sith once more. Swinging her blade more viciously than before, Djaeric was feeling impressed.

" Good. Master and destroy my focus!" Djaeric told the girl. He parried each of her strikes with ease.

Djaeric took note of how aggressive she had become, and while he was impressed, he also noticed the flaws in her attacks were great.

" You're holding your saber too tightly." Djaeric muttered.

Yadira swung her saber at Djaeric's waist, and Djaeric jumped over the blade.

Yadira, having heard what Djaeric said, eased her grip on her saber. however, in that moment, Djaeric struck her saber just above her hand and knocked the saber into the air.

" Now too lightly." Djaeric stated. He snatched Yadira's saber and pointed it at her.

Without her blade, Yadira felt the end had finally come for her, and so, she hung her head in defeat.

" Do what you must Sith. I am not afraid of death." Yadira told the man.

Djaeric rotated his blade in his palm and swung it straight for Yadira's neck.

Yadira heard the whizzing noise of the saber drawing closer, however, as she prepared herself for the death blow, it never came.

Yadira opened her eyes and looked up towards the Sith, seeing his blade stopped just a few inches from her head.

" Hmph, well done, Padawan. I'm thoroughly impressed." Djaeric told the woman. Djaeric quickly withdrew his saber and put it away, much to the young woman's surprise.

" What are you doing?"

" What do you think?" Djaeric asked the woman. He removed the crystal from Yadira's saber and placed it in his pocket. He then smiled under his mask and placed the saber back in Yadira's hands. " You can be so much more than what you are. All you need to do is take the time to assess your strengths and train them properly. Do that and almost no one will be able to stop you." Djaeric told the woman.

Djaeric then slammed his fist into the side of Yadira's head, knocking her out cold, with a single punch. He then grabbed the young woman and carried her off to the side, to hide her.

This is something Khem Val, could not understand.

" Master, why did you spare the woman?" Khem Val asked.

" It's simple Khem Val. Fear."

" Fear?"

" Yes, fear and surprise." Djaeric told the monster. " She will remember this day for the rest of her life. She will tell her jedi masters, and her fellow padawans of what happened, and they will grow to fear my name. That fear will increase not only my power, but my reputation amongst the Jedi and Sith. She will serve better as a reminder, than as a martyr."

Djaeric's idea was simple, but effective. A padawan of renown would serve better in defeat than in death.

" I see."

" Do not be so dramatic, Khem Val. Besides we still have a general to catch up with." Djaeric told the man.

Khem Val grunted, clearly still not happy with the decision, but understanding of it.

Djaeric reached out through the force and ripped the hatch doors open, allowing him entrance to the escape pods. He hadn't been informed of the General's departure. So, that meant he was still on board the ship.

Djaeric walked down the long fiery hall, his target within sight, limping and clearly wounded. Most likely he was injured from one of the many explosions that rocked the ship.

The general continued scrambling for the escape pods, however it soon became painfully clear that nothing he did could save him now. The only thing he could do was turn and face the consequences of his actions.

" You can put aside your weapons. I won't try to run. Besides, I doubt I'd make it to an escape pod without my intestines spilling out." The general muttered,

" Smart decision." Djaeric told the man. " You must be the general. Grand Moff Kilran sent me to find you."

" Kilran did?! Of course, he would have the gall to send a transport to take on a warship- and succeed." The General stated bitterly. " I was a general in the imperial military service. Did they tell you that, when they sent you here? Did they even know?" He asked.

" Does it matter anymore?"

" If you knew what I knew, you'd understand. If you'd heard what both sides are plotting, you wouldn't be eager to restart this war." The general stated. " They are building doomsday weapons/ Shields that envelop planets. Missiles that darken suns. The Republic and Empire are planning to raze worlds- annihilate entire civilizations. It will be unlike anything the galaxy's seen since the Great Hyperspace war. And it's too late to stop it- The so-called peace is already lost."

" If what you say is true, then what was the point of all of this? Your betrayal cost the men and women of this entire ship their lives. If you had stayed with the empire, you could have at least tried to garner power helped mitigate the damage. The empire and the republic. Giving the Republic knowledge of our weapons only serves to strengthen them." Djaeric told the man. If I am to be completely honest, I do not care for the empire the way it is now. Much does need to be changed. But the Republic, from what little I've learned from Mek-Sha, are no different. There on that asteroid, the republic deals freely with the Hutts, and even continues to allow slavery despite, being so clear against it, or so they say. Frankly they are all hypocrites, Empire and Republic."

" Then you understand, why I needed to leave."

" Somewhat, yes. But then again, instead of leaving a coward, you could have helped become a catalyst to begin the change needed in the Sith empire. But now, here we are."

" Well, what will you do then? I am defenseless. You have me, my stomach full of blood, and my implant full of cybernetic secrets and stolen plans."

" If I were to take you with me, there is no doubt in my mind, you would be tortured, by Kilran until your execution. The way I see things now, the only thing I can do for you, General, is to ensure your suffering is as little as possible." Djaeric told the man.

He ignited his lightsaber, and the General sighed.

" I've never seen a Sith with empathy, before in my life. A pity."

" Yes, it is." Djaeric swung his saber across the General's chest, cutting him down and ending his suffering before it could truly begin.

" Good riddance." Khem val muttered.

" He was a better Imperial than you give him credit for, Khem Val." Djaeric told the creature.

The sound of boots beating against the floor, pulled Djaeric's attention away from his dashade and to the Sith troopers.

" My lord, we're here for... The General." One of the troopers muttered.

" Never mind him. He's dead. What happened to my two apprentices?" Djaeric asked.

" They are both waiting for us to return to the shuttles." The trooper told the man.

" Good." Djaeric muttered. " All of you get back to the shuttles now. We're leaving before the Grandmaster arrives. Even with my strength, I dare not try to face her in battle. Not yet." Djaeric told the men and women.

" Yes sir. But first, you have a holocall coming in from captain Orzik sir." One of the troopers handed Djaeric a holocommunicator and captain Orzik appeared.

" Hello, Captain."

" Greetings my lord."

" We're done here Orzik. We are on our way back to the ship. Prepare for departure immediately."

" Yes sir, Orzik out."

The communications cut and Djaeric returned the holo to the trooper.

" All right, soldier. Let's get out of here."

" Yes sir."

With his soldiers in tow, Djaeric quickly returned to the Shuttle hangar, using the nearest elevators to escape.

Once aboard his shuttled, Djaeric looked at Wydr and Balek, both of whom had knife and blaster wounds.

" Well done, you two."

" Thank you, sir." Wydr muttered.

" Yes, thank you. It was quite exhilarating."

" Of course, it was. Combat such as this, is hardly ever seen. Today we accomplished something, not many people would consider possible. We overcame a Republic warship with our tiny forces, and a transport ship. The republic will be suffering for some time." Djaeric explained. " This is just a taste for what is to come, you two. Remember that and strive to get stronger, because you will need it."

Balek and Wydr both saluted the man; their sense of pride was great. Not only in their master but in themselves as well.

It was a hard-fought battle, but today the empire emerged victorious.

The shuttles took off from the Brentaal star's cruiser bay and returned to the Black talon without a hitch.

There were still some republic fighters flying around, but even they couldn't manage to destroy Djaeric's shuttle.

..............

Back on The Black talon

Djaeric and his company returned victorious.

Eagerly, Captain Orzik greeted the men and women with open arms.

" MASTER!" Korey shouted excitedly as Djaeric and the others marched into the command deck.

" Well met, Korey." Djaeric nodded towards the young lady, who simply smiled back at him.

" The heroes of the day return. Welcome back my lord. Congratulations, I never expected the mission to go off this cleanly." Orzik told the man.

" Well captain, I am glad to see your previous attitude is gone." Djaeric told the man.

" Of course, my lord. I never should have doubted your power." Orzik exclaimed. " I am grateful for you sparing my life and the lives of my crew."

" Nonsense, Orzik. You are a dedicated captain, who has been fighting this battle far longer than I have. I respect you for that. And as Sith, it was my job to ensure that our secrets remained safe, and that my men could go home with their lives."

" That is... Thank you, sir. Know that you have the gratitude of every man and woman on this ship."

Djaeric nodded and gave a slight bow to the imperial, showing his own respect for the men and women.

" I don't mean to interrupt, but I have Grand Moff Kilran on the line. He is eagerly awaiting your report." 02 stated.

" Fine, put him through." Djaeric told the robot.

02 opened the holo channel and Kilran's holoimage appeared over the communicator.

" Well! How fortunate I am to reach my friends on the Black Talon. The droid has been keeping me appraised of your work, but I've very much wanted to hear from you. How did the attack go?" Kilran asked.

" The general is dead. His secrets with him." Djaeric told the man.

" I see. Well done. With him out of the way another threat to the empire has been destroyed. You should be proud. This is only one of the many operations we're conducting across the galaxy. It's a new beginning to the war. The general was one of the greatest weapons the republic had, a defector. And you snatched him from them. I will remember this, and I will make sure you are properly rewarded." Kilran told the man.

" You know what I want kilran." Djaeric told the man.

" Of course, make sure to keep a close eye on your communicator. It will be there as soon as possible." Kilran told the man. " With a little something extra for your services."

" Very good." Djaeric told the man.

" Have a safe trip to the home world. I am sure you will be grateful to see what it is you have been fighting for. Kilran out." Kilran cut his transmission once and for all.

" Well, then my lord, if you are ready, we will continue our trip to Dromund Kaas. It will take another day, but at least now we will be safe. Are you ready?"

" Completely, captain." Djaeric told the man.

" Alrighty then, Ensing Hetter, prepare the jump for lightspeed!" Orzik told the ensign.

" Yes sir!" Ensign shouted. He like everyone else was more than ready to get the hell out of there.

" Captain, could I have a word?" Djaeric asked. There was something bothering him, and with the mission finally behind them, it was high time he got some answers.

" What is it?"

" Something has been bothering me, since the start of this. I have... A lack of knowledge if you will. I know next to nothing about the empire. And that can be dangerous. I want you to teach me about the empire. it's ranks and standings, it's ins and outs. Essentially anything I would need to know about Dromund Kaas and its society." Djaeric told the man.

" My lord. That is.... That is much to talk about."

Djaeric saw the look of worry on Orziks face and let out a small but eerie laugh. He placed his hand on the captain's shoulder and looked out the main window, as the ship started making its jump to Lightspeed.

" That's okay, captain. We have a long trip ahead of us." Djaeric told the man.

The ship then jumped to lightspeed, leaving behind the ruined battleship, the Brentaal Star. It's destination, was at last, Dromund Kaas.

.....................

A few minutes after the departure of the Black talon, Grandmaster Satele Shan's flagship arrived, and began a search and rescue of the Brentaal Star.

However, as the Grandmaster and her soldiers walked the burned and eviscerated halls of the battleship, the broken and maimed bodies of their comrades were a clear indicator of what had gone on here.

" Report captain. What are our casualties?" Satele asked.

" Most of the crew is dead ma'am. All but the civilians and a few of the fighter pilots." The trooper told the woman.

" What about Yadira and The General?"

" Yadira Ban is heavily injured ma'am, but her wounds are non-lethal. She will be fine. The General however, was killed with a single saber slice across his chest."

" I see. A shame. Thank you trooper."

" Yes ma'am."

Satele walked towards the medical units. There was a great loss today, but at the very least, her padawan was still breathing. That brought great relief to the old master's heart.

Entering into the medical transport shuttle, Satele walked towards Yadira ban, and sat down next to the young girl.

" Master?"

" I am here Yadira. You are safe." Satele told the girl. " Yadira, what happened?"

" I don't know.... The Sith, he.... I fought him, but he was.... He was like nothing I'd ever seen before. So vicious, and yet so, tactical and skilled. He played me from the start. Took advantage of weakness, he even went out of his way to teach me as we fought. As if he was my own master. He even took my saber from me and removed my crystal. And then... He let me live. Told me I had so much potential, and that I shouldn't waste it. He even spared me." Yadira told the woman. " What kind of Sith does that?"

For the first time in her life, Satele felt a sense of shock coming from her student. This was certainly a first for her. A sith teaching a jedi how to fight in the middle of battle? Sparing that same Jedi's life? It wasn't unheard of, for a Sith to let a jedi live to spread fear. But it was rare.

" Master?"

Satele's silence had worried Yadira a great deal.

" It is nothing, Yadira. Forget it for now, instead focus on getting better. We still have much to do before, we can return to Tython. Until then you will use one of my sabers." Satele told the woman.

" Yes, master."

Satele rubbed Yadira's head softly and with care before standing up and walking back to her shuttle. A single though pounding in her mind.

This new Sith. She would need to keep her eyes on this one particularly.

" Are you ready ma'am?"

" Yes captain."

With the order given, The Dauntless, Satele's personal flagship, made the jump to lightspeed, leaving behind the wreckage of the Brentaal Star for the remaining Cruisers to manage.

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Prologue: END

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