Prologue
A wind raced across the large courtyard, illuminated by several spotlights facing down upon it. Against the wall of the quarry was a ragged group of four men, their faces to the unforgiving rock and their hands placed upon their heads. All were different sizes and colors but they all shared one thing in common:
On each of their shoulders they bore a tattoo, crimson in color with azure stars around it. The Rebellion's insignia stood out vividly in the prison courtyard, a stark contrast to the Imperial Banners that now faced down upon them. But in all, each man was a traitor to the Galactic Empire and now were subject to execution for their crimes,
By firing Squad.
Overlooking the dark pit was Detention Block 4A and Landing Pad 1B, while stretching in between the two, connecting them, was a windowed walkway. From behind tinted glass two figures watched the process unfolding below them. They were complete physical opposites; one was a technological wonder. Cased in obsidian armor and nearly seven feet tall was indeed Lord Vader. Dark, ruthless and intimidating, the Sith Lord inflicted fear and domination wherever he strode, keeping the galaxy in line with his iron fist while his master puppeteered him from a ebony throne.
Next to him, however, was a thin woman. In the middle of five feet, she wore a high colored tan tunic while the rest of her was covered in black. She looked to be a normal junior officer in the Imperial Army... however the decorations on her chest as well as the air surrounding her suggested otherwise.
The only sound that permitted between the two was thier breathing; one was highly mechanized while the other living and subtle.
"What are these men's charges, General?" the Dark Lord suddenly inquired, his sonorous voice shaking the walkway.
"Too many to name, but they all end with Grand Treason." the officer spoke quickly, her lips pursed. Vader glanced to his subordinate. Normally such a curt answer would result in a swift punishment by any other officer, however the Sith Lord allowed this woman to speak freely like such. Her past and service had served the Empire well and she had certainly earned her place in line.
Vader returned his vision back to the courtyard spanned below them, just in time to see a line of white armor clad men marching out to the quarry, a junior officer behind them. They all hugged E-11 blaster rifles to their chest and not one fell out of unison. They stopped abruptly and turned on point to face the line of traitors.
The junior officer that followed them strode to the middle of the line, behind the soldiers, holding a clutch of papers in his hand. He stopped and raised a comlink to his mouth, beginning to speak into it. The General beside Vader quickly reached down and pressed a button on the control array below them. Instantly the noises from the courtyard below filtered into the walkway as several hidden speakers crackled to life.
"..-fore us have committed heinous crimes against the Galatic Empire! The crimes listed include, but are not limited to Murder, Arson, Larceny and finally Grand Treason!" the man paused to shift his papers. "The punishment for said listed crimes is immediate execution by firing squad!"
The officer folded his papers over and looked up.
"Firing Squad, ready!"
On cue the Stormtroopers raised their black weapons.
"Aim!"
They brought their weapons up and leveled them out.
"Fire!"
"FOR THE REBELL-" one of the men began to scream but his voice was quickly cut out as a score of red bolts engulfed the group, their limp bodies falling to the ground defeated.
The General brought a silver comlink to her thin lips, "Clean crew, this is Warbird. You are clear to retrieve the trash."
The white troopers marched off while a handful of men in grey jumpsuits bustled forward, beginning to clean the quarry. No longer interested in the courtyard below, the woman turned to face Vader.
"The council will gather in a weeks time, General." Vader spoke, turning to face the officer himself. He reached under his vast cape and procured a small datadisk from his belt. "Inside you will find the rough meeting agenda and security details listed for the meeting.. I expect a report of your armies and sectors to be added to the other's."
The General took the datadisk carefully and nodded briskly, "It will be done."
Vader nodded and raised a pointed finger at the woman. "I will see you soon then, Coria."
On this the Dark Lord swept around and walked off towards his awaiting ship.