Emperor's Conviction entered the space near Kuat, the station appearing more like a ring than a station as it orbited the planet. Star Destroyers were visible as they approached the incoming vessel, providing it protection as the Emperor's Conviction neared the station. William watched as the two Star Destroyers halted and began turning around, growing larger as his own ship neared them. Andriana looked to William, holding her data pad behind her back. "Sir, Lord Vader is already waiting for us at the station, same place as last time." William simply nodded, watching as the station began to take its proper shape, where many Star Destroyers were docked, being repaired or otherwise upgraded.
"Good. keep the ship at a distance. No need for repairs. I plan to deliver the data he requested and be gone soon so we can hunt rebels." William stated, turning away from the view point and to the lift, the two Red Death troopers following him soon after he passed through the door. Andriana looked back to the station, seeing the TIE fighters patrolling around it. She then began to think of what had happened the day William returned with the prisoner. He was so aggravated, he left an imprint in the hull. What exactly happened to him? He got angry before, but not to this extent.
"I could probably answer the questions that are running through your head right now." She jumped, turning to face Draxacon. For being such a large man, he was as silent as a mouse. She took a breath and recomposed herself.
"Draxacon, surprising to see you here. Shouldn't you be making sure your Storm Troopers are ready for their next assignment?" She turned around, facing the window and looking at the growing station.
"Eh, they're fine. But I know where I am needed." He leaned in, whispering into her ear. "You wanna know why our usually calm and cool captain was acting like a raged rancor, yes?" She tensed up, but then calmed down once more. The brute had access to the security system, he was probably just watching the feeds like a holo-drama. The most boring drama in the galaxy. "I know about our esteemed captain's past, the past to before you two met at the academy." This peaked her interest. Although William and her were rather close, in reality she barely knew anything about his past, only that he joined cause his sister was an Imperial soldier who died fighting rebels. She then remembered something that always felt odd to her.
The only evidence of William's sister being an Imperial soldier was the photo William had on his desk. There were no records of her in the Imperial database, which she just chalked up to being she did not have the proper clearance, but if she was there, she would've gotten a warning saying so. The database came up blank. She turned to face the Storm Trooper's commanding officer, who smiled. The fact that she even turned around gave him his answer. She wanted to know. "If you'd follow me to my office."
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William was in the shuttle, heading for the docking bay. The procedure was almost identical to when he arrived here to take this mission from Lord Vader. The only difference was that his security would have to await on the shuttle. It bothered him. Perhaps this was the Administrator's way of showing how he held the power on this station. The ramp lowered, and ten Storm Troopers, who looked like they had just walked off a battle, waited for him. He also noticed the klaxons blaring in the background. William eyed the troopers, slightly concerned. "Trooper, what is the situation?"
The closest trooper walked up, clearing his throat. "The Administrator was working with the rebels. He tried to lead an uprising, but fortunately, Lord Vader arrived in time. We're here to escort you to Lord Vader now." William nodded, then looked to one of his troopers. He cleared his throat, and the two Red Death next to him opened fire on the "Storm Troopers" waiting for him. Some tried to raise their weapons, but they all fell before they could retaliate. One that was the furthest away only got winged, and attempted to reach his weapon. William held his right hand out, the trooper giving him his weapon. He walked out, and the Red Death Troopers followed, securing the hangar. They searched behind crates and vehicles that were placed in ways to act as cover, and sure enough, rebels were waiting behind them. Unfortunately for them, The Red Death tends to leave no survivors. William walked up to the wounded "Trooper", the Red Death Trooper who's weapon William held followed close behind.
William aimed the E-11D at the trooper's knee pads, the laser blasts searing through his legs. The trooper screamed in agony, and stopped trying to reach his blaster and held his legs. Then William gave the blaster back to the Death Trooper, who aimed for their prisoner. William bent down and picked up the trooper's weapon, which was a DC-15s. This surprised him, but he reminded himself of the "powerful ally" the rebels had. He looked at it then aimed at the trooper's helmet.
"Alright, 'trooper', let me tell you where you and your scummy friends went wrong." He poked the trooper with the barrel. "First, all StormTroopers are given armor that should fit them comfortably and protect them. However, looking at you and your dead friends, the armor looks either too tight or too loose. Secondly, This is a DC-15s, not the standard E-11 that is distributed to all StormTroopers. Looking to your allies," William turned around, looking at all of the other troopers that were waiting for him. "Only two have an E-11, and one is missing the retractable stock. Third," He looked at the hangar. "This hangar is in disarray, there is no way an Imperial Hangar would look like this. Even in battle, they bring crates and barricades out, never vehicles. Last, and most importantly," He pressed the barrel against the helmet hard, forcing the rebel's head to the ground. "If Lord Vader was actually here, we wouldn't be having this conversation." William pulled the trigger and black smoke began emerging from the hole he had just created. He stood back up and looked around. His troops had secured this hangar.
"Good work, men. Two of you stay here and make sure we keep this hangar secure. The rest, follow me." William began walking away, heading to the bulkhead that would eventually lead to the Administrator's office. If the man was still alive, there would be many questions.
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William led his men to the hall that lay before the Administrator's office. Standing before the door were two rebels keeping watch. He let out a whistle, and two of his men moved to the front, taking down the opposition with ease. The Red Death moved to where the receptionist should have been and noticed that there was a small amount of blood on her desk, as well as what appeared to be a trail leading into the office of the Administrator. He dreads the thought of what these savages wanted with her.
"We breach and clear. If you see a female, hold your fire unless they're actively trying to shoot you. Leave the Administrator alive." They simply nodded, and moved to the two doors that lead into the office. William gave a count down and they barged through. Within the large room were twelve rebels, all aiming at the door. The Administrator, with the receptionist restrained, was behind his large desk. William looked and saw that the prisoner had strange restraints, a large circular disc. William shrugged it off, looking to the Administrator. "Administrator Hacket, due to your crimes against the Empire, I hereby sentence you to death!" William took aim at the traitor. He merely laughed, sounding more psychotic than the last time they spoke.
"Wouldn't you like to know, prince of darkness! What, simply because you get your own death squad and a personal ship, you think you're special? You're nothing but a pawn in the Emperor's grand scheme! You're Nothing!" Hacket walked forward, leaving the hostage behind him, to which she smiled. William, seeing the sinister grin on the woman's bloodied face, ordered his troops to lower their weapons slowly. This action caused Hacket to smile. "I see you now know your place, whelp! I only asked for these dogs' assistance to show the power I command! Now if you'll excuse me-" Suddenly, a red rod erupted from Hacket's abdomen, a loud hiss echoing through the room. The rebels all turned to see the receptionist stabbing the Administrator with...
a light saber?
"Thank you, Captain William, for aiding me in my mission." The woman spoke in the same calm tone she had used on his last visit, although William could hear the sweet tone was laced with, simply put, darkness. "Please dispatch these vermin." She removed her blade from the traitor, and Will noticed it was the thing acting as her bindings. He was confused, but ordered his men to open fire on the rebels. They all fell quickly, and William looked at the woman once more. She slowly walked towards them, wiping the blood from her nose and throwing it onto the wookiee rug she crossed now. Her saber was still alight, and he watched as the area around him began to brighten up by its light. His troopers, sensing danger, began to take aim at the mysterious secretary, but William stopped them, and they lowered their blasters. She smiled, her saber vanishing as fast as she had ignited it. She leaned in close to William and caressed his chin, smearing some of her blood on him.
"Again, I must thank you for your assistance. I was sent here to discover if this man was a traitor to the Empire, and you meeting Lord Vader here gave me all the proof I needed to put the sorry dog down." She grinned, and William looked into her eyes. Her once beautiful blue eyes were now a disgusting yellow, with pupils that akin to a snake. "Unfortunately, Lord Vader could not arrive to retrieve the data he sent you to retrieve, but I am returning to him, as my mission here is complete." She placed the circular object on her hip, turning around and looking out to the planet. "If you'd like, I can give him the data when I report to him." She turned around, looking into William's eyes with those sinister yellow orbs. William hesitated, but pulled the data disc out of his pocket and offered it to her. "Thank you." She took it and moved to the Administrator's desk, sitting on the top of it. "You may leave now, Captain. I will inform Lord Vader of the incident here and of you completing your mission. I'm certain you have more rebels to kill, yes?" William did not reply, but simply nodded, turning around. His troopers followed him out of the office, leaving the mysterious woman alone.
Once she was certain she was alone in the area, she moved to behind the desk, activating a transmitter. She began to contact someone, and knelt as the figure began to take form. "Lord Vader..." she bowed her head, the figure of Vader flickering slightly.
"Eleventh Sister..." The figure of Vader replied.
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