Amidelle looked out the window, across the galaxy. She was floating in hyperspace, no destination in sight. She was neutral; she was not a rebel, but yet she was not a First Order sympathizer either. This was the way she wanted it. She didn't want to get wrapped up with the war. Already she had seen, and experienced, too much destruction.
A ping told her that she had something on her radar. Swiftly returning to her seat, Amidelle sat down with her steaming mug, levitating it to a small flat space using the Force. Pressing a button, the radar popped up as a holographic projection to her left side. A vast green object enveloped the entire screen. Narrowing her eyes, she pressed several more buttons, and the radar screen zoomed out, showing the entire ship. But what was unusual about what she just did was that she didn't use her hands to press the buttons, she used the Force. Her hands were enveloped in black gloves, concealing them.
Leaning forward, she looked at the screen, analyzing it. It was much larger than her tiny ship; hers was only big enough for just her, with a cockpit, a bed, a sink, a toilet, and a small area to walk around in. This ship, however, looked much like a First Order ship. In fact, it was a Star Destroyer called The Finalizer. Groaning, she glared at it for a moment before switching several more switches that made up a portion of the dash.
Back in The Finalizer, the men that were manning the radar screens blinked, looking quite confused. "Sir, the ship… it just disappeared!" One of them said, addressing his captain with a salute.
"How can it disappear?" The captain barked, storming over to the radar screens. He studied them for a moment, then turned back to the man. "Watch it every second. A ship can't just disappear. I will go to one of the superior officers and discuss the next step."
"Yes, sir!" The man said, saluting again, then returning to watching the screens.
Meanwhile, the captain stormed out of the room, and went to the office of his superior officer. "Sir?" He approached the desk slowly, cautiously.
The superior officer turned around. "What is it this time, Higgins?" He asked, gazing at the other man with narrowed eyes.
"We had a neutral ship on our screens, sir, and then it just… disappeared." Captain Higgins said nervously, swallowing.
"Did you check it out? Run every possible scenario?"
"Yes, sir, I did. My only logical theory is that it somehow became invisible, using some sort of cloaking device."
The superior officer stroked his chin and attempted to not look confused. Then he strode out the door, Captain Higgins following behind. "We will notify Ren. He will know what to do."
Higgins blanched, recoiling. They were going to notify Ren? Kylo Ren?! He gulped, scuttling after his superior officer. Not many people left Kylo Ren's presence alive…