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Chapter 1 - Rouge one
”We will begin our descent now, Director Krennic” the pilot informed.
Krennic stood behind the pilots and observed as the enormous black tower began to get closer. The tower was the only building in sight on the surface of Mustafar. It was the home of the Emperor’s apprentice. Krennic had heard rumors of her but had the luck to never meet her. She was only seen where the flaws of the empire were. She was sent to fix what was wrong, be they a surviving Jedi or an Imperial Officer unable to fulfill the Emperor’s wishes.
The imperial shuttle landed at a platform not far from the entrance. With a quick wave of his hand Krennic signaled his personal guards to stay in the shuttle. Krennic began his march to the main meeting of the castle.
After a somewhat short walk and a short meeting with a protocol droid he arrived at the entrance hall. The hall was nothing but an enormous empty chamber. No decorations, nothing. All there was in the chamber was a large blaster door leading in further to the tower and a enormous window facing the plains of Mustafar
Krennic stood there nervously waiting, fiddling with his cape. He was so close to achieving greatness and securing a place forever as one of the emperor’s most prized directors. If he could just convince the apprentice of his weapon's remarkable success he could soon surpass even Tarkin in rank.
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”Peace is a lie, there is only passion” Lord Vorax murmured to herself. She had forgone her usual mask and cloak and was currently meditating in her training room. The room was quite large with a sizable number of training bots to train her lightsaber technique. There also was a number of giant blocks that were used for training her control in the force. Apart from that it was a rather empty room with nothing to appease the eye
She reflected on her past mistakes, her failures, her traitorous mother and HIM .
She felt the anger building under her skin. The ravenous hunger for more power. She would soon have her reve-
Behind her, she heard the door open
”Director Krennic has arrived, my lord” the newcomer to the room informed with a mechanical voice. It was a black protocol droid.
”I will be there shortly” Vorax replies with an edge in her voice. She began to breathe deeply to soothe her anger and hunger, not remove it entirely but dampen it. It wouldn’t do to kill the Director before he has outlived his usefulness. After she heard the door close she rose to her feet. She walked to a table by the only window in the room where she had laid her mask and cloak. She quickly put on the mask and dragged the cloak over her shoulders. She pulled up the hood over her head and took the glove on the table and pulled it over her mechanical right hand. When meditating, it was good to remind her of her early failures and weaknesses. Vorax would not make those mistakes again. Her Master would not allow it. She would not allow it
The now darked cloaked figure turned and began her walk towards the meeting room.
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Behind him Director Krennic heard the giant door begin opening. Quite suddenly he was hit by a cold presence that almost made him shiver had he not already steeled himself for this meeting. There stood she, the Emperor’s apprentice. Vorax began marching towards him with the cloak trailing behind her.
She quickly arrived on the platform Krennic was standing on. Krennic also noted that she was quite a bit shorter than he expected but it did nothing to soothe his nerves or the cold feeling surrounding him. She had a mask that covered her face with red eyes that he felt gazing him to his very core
Krennic nervously swallowed
”Director Krennic” a heavily mechanized but still noticeable female voice spoke
Krennic quickly gave a nod, ”Lord Vorax”
”You seem somewhat unsettled Director” Vorax said as she slowy walked around him. Eying him like a predator.
Krennic nervously replied ”No just… pressed for time… there’s a great many things to attend to”
During his reply she had begun to turn around but quickly faced him again when he finished speaking
”Excuse me then, Director. But you do have a great many things to explain”
” I delivered the weapon the emperor requested. I deserve an audience to make certain he understand its remarkable…” Krennic trailed of nervously as Vorax began closing in ”potential”
”Well, its power to create chaos and problems has certainly been displayed. Jedha destroyed, an imperial facility openly attacked!” Vorax replied and began walking behind him
Krennic quickly turned around, ”Governor Tarkin suggested the test”
”Groveling, are we now Krennic?” Vorax replied with a hint of a sneer in her voice
”No it's…” the Director began but was quickly interrupted
”The senate has been informed that Jedha was destroyed in a mining accident. Your precious Death Star does not exist”
”Yes Lord Vorax” the Director quietly replied
”I expect you not to rest until you can personally reassure the Emperor that the weapon is not compromised in any way” Vorax told him and after finishing began marching towards where she came from
Krennic got a hopeful feeling
”So i’m still in command?” And shortly began in a more arrogant voice ”You’ll speak to the Emperor abou-aughh” but was cut-off by his throat suddenly cutting of air
He quickly felled to his knees as he tried desperately to breathe. He couldn’t.
He saw Vorax begin to turn around with her right hand closed into a fist ”Be careful with those aspirations, we wouldn’t want you choking on them would we now, Director?”
Vorax released her fist and Krennic immediately felt air flowing through his lungs again. Vorax turned around and began her walk towards the chambers as Krennic looked on, still gasping for breath.
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”Quickly!”
The ship shuddered and smoke surrounded them
”Seal of the doors!”
”Download complete” the computer uttered.
A soldier quickly took the data drive and began running towards the corvette. The blast door closed behind him. The rest of the soldiers held defensive positions in the hallway. He arrived at the door. He tried to open it. It was stuck.
”Damn, the door’s stuck!” He shouted and tried to force the door open. It opened slightly but not enough for someone to squeeze through. He and the soldier next to him tried to pull it open. It didn’t budge. He quickly began banging on the class as the lights began to flicker out.
”Hey! Help!” He shouted to the soldiers at the other side of the glass coming through from a different entrance. He stopped and turned around with the others as the blast door began to squeak. Suddenly he felt the air get colder
The blast door was dented. He saw the door begin to shake and suddenly it was ripped open.
”Open fire!”
Red blaster bolts lit up the hallway and seemed to hit a figure, then nothing.
Then a red lightsaber was lit and all of the soldiers began firing at will at the figure
The newcomer quickly and effortlessly began to block and deflect the blaster bolts with their lightsaber and began to slowly march down the hallway.
The soldier at the door turned around as the enemy reached the closest soldiers and began striking them down like nothing
”Help us!” He shouted and banged at the glass
The enemy raised their left hand and lighting shot out of it, quickly killing the ones closest to them. They marched towards the last soldiers. They prepared to open fire but suddenly their blasters flew out of their hands. They were struck down a moment later
He still tried to pry the door open but as the enemy got closer he realized it was hopeless. He showed the datacard through the opening and one of the soldiers on the other side grabbed it
At least I died for something worthwhile was his last thoughts as a lightsaber pierced him through the chest and door. The soldiers on the other side quickly ran to the ship and began its decoupling.
Vorax marched. With one hand she used the force to tear through the door and clipped the lightsaber on her belt with the other. She saw the rebel corvette begin to pull away but quickly reached out with the force to hold it. A grin began growing under her mask. She felt the ship slow down and hold still. But then, the engines turned on and Vorax felt her grip on the ship begin to slip. Then it suddenly disappeared to hyperspace
Silence
Vorax personal troops suddenly felt the air somehow got even colder. A brave soldier then took the initiative and walked up to her
”My lord, we have begun tracki-” They began but were cut off as their neck was suddenly snapped. Their body floating into space
Vorax stood there for some seconds before turning around and addressed the closest soldier
”prepare my ship immediately”