Agent In Remnant Chapter 1: The Agent's Mission, a Star Wars + RWBY Crossover fanfic

Hey guys!

Welcome to my new story, one I'm hoping would be the best one yet!

Optimistic, yeah, but my other stories kind of sucked. One of them I even deleted.

WARNING: This is based on the character and choices I made in SWTOR, this doesn't make him me though. I am not too far in the game however, but I'm mostly focusing on the character(s) more than anything.

Also, I've never watched RWBY, I don't have the complete time for it. But I've read somethings and I love how it's portrayed and the characters.

So please criticize me if a fact is wrong, or if a character reacts different then how they should have. For example, I make Weiss a complete tsundere psychopath for Ruby.

Anyway, that's enough rambling. Enjoy!

Rated T: Suggestive Themes, and Mild Cussing

(Disclaimer: I own nothing, besides my character and the idea)

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X-07B Phantom-Class Prototype

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Cipher Nine was bored.

He didn't show it while aboard his ship. Actually, he never showed any emotion, unless he was faking it. The last time one of his companions ever saw an emotion on his face, was when he had a stare down with Darth Jadus, right before their showdown of blaster bolts and force lighting. Fortunately, it was the only emotion the crew will see and remember.

Rage.

Since then, Darth Jadus was taken away, after Cipher Nine defeated him by using the shields own protective shields against him in the bridge. However, the lives of many Imperial Soldier's, Citizens and even Sith had to die in order for Jadus' capture.

This of course happened about a week and a half ago, or seven days, on the Galactic Standard Calendar. Watcher Two was promoted to Keeper, and Cipher Nine was ordered to return home to help Imperial Intelligence with civil unrest.

Citizens and soldiers have voiced their concerns, sometimes even starting riots. How could they trust the Empire to protect them? When even the own Empire harms them? Of course, this has been a small build up from the start, but now it has expanded from Jasus' doings.

Cipher Nine's last "Civil Unrest Mission," was two days ago. Usually, him and his crew would be flying all over, trying and succeeding in missions all over the galaxy.

Now it was time for a "break."

Right now, Cipher Nine was staring at himself by looking at a stand-up mirror. He was so bored, he got this thing out of storage and dragged it to his room, just so he can see what he looked like when walking into his own room.

Muttering to himself, about his weapons and how he needed to check them. Cipher Nine inspected himself in his state of boredom. Surprisingly, instead of an old Agent, with constant years of training, there was instead a very pale looking young-looking man. Neatly brushed blood red hair with a single bang going over the right eye, covering a scar that goes over said eye. His eyes were a bright blue color. Lastly his physique was that of a runner or swimmer; built for speed and flexibility rather than strength, perfect for stealth and espionage. His visage was set in a thin line, with a ghost of a constant smirk, ready to become real on his face.

He wore white Targeter top along with a matching pair of Targeter pants. On his hands were dark black Targeter gloves, with black Targeter boots to match. On his back was his Mabari Industrial Carbine, right below it, resting on his hips, was his short vibroblade.

Done inspecting himself, for what felt like the hundredth time, Cipher Nine heard a slight sound coming from his Mobile Communicator, being familiar with the noise, he calmly made his way outside of his Resting Room. Making his way towards the briefing room in a controlled yet hurried stance.

Upon reaching his destination, he was mentally surprised to see his entire crew, not that there were many of them, posted around the giant Holocron, even 2V-R8 was there. Giving the room a small inspection due to the weirdness of his crew-members prepared to receive a Briefing, Cipher Nine tenses.

But then slightly relaxes as he finds nothing of importance.

Noting his distress, Vector Hyllus, the Joiner from the Killiks of Alderan, simply walked over and spoke gently.

"We all received a slight emergency message, we thought you were calling us for a meeting." Vector spoke, his slight Imperial accent spoken softly.

Now even more worried, Cypher Nine walked towards the communicator, stopping to give a smirking Kaliyo Djannis a bland look. Once reaching the communicator, Cipher Nine turned the Imperial Intelligence pathway, looking for an incoming transmission. Once finding a receiving transmission, with a simple button push, Cipher Nine answered.

The Holocron gave a soft static sound, as the holographic image fizzed and came to life. Spotting the image of Keeper, last named Watcher Two. Cipher Nine immediately fixed his lazy and tense posture, something he'd ridicule himself later for.

"Hello their Cipher Nine," Keeper greeted, a ghost of a gentle smile on her face, "I have a new mission for you, unfortunately, it's from the Dark Council yet again."

Giving a slight sigh, Cipher Nine answered with his Heavy Imperial accent, "The Dark Council, or a councilor?"

"Councilor Cypher. One you are already familiar with as well."

"Right, what does Darth Zhorrid want this time?"

"Same as before I suppose? You become her lapdog, we can't do anything about it, and she gets all of the credit for it?" Keeper replied snappily, the fact that Cypher Nine was being used, while he could be helping Imperial Intelligence never sat right with her. She's fine with the glory stealing, Cypher's were supposed to dead to the galaxy anyway.

Feeling her angry mood, and not wanting to face her wrath, Cypher Nine instantly replied with his monotonous voice, "Any other information? Planets? Names? Targets?"

This however, seemed to displease his official even more, "I don't even know, It's all secret as of right now," giving a slight sigh, to release her unusual frustrations, she started to speak more calmly, "right now, all I can tell you is that," She paused, as if hesitant on what she wished to say, "this will be your longest mission, and you are not allowed to leave your placed position until ordered by someone on the Dark Council, or the stars forbid, the Emperor himself."

Everyone reacted differently to those words, 2V-R8 looked excited for being a droid, more than likely thinking of getting away from, in his words, "Those abusive masters."

Vector, looked a little stricken, until he started to calm himself. Knowing his mind was conflicted between the Killik Hive and the Empire, might've given him pause on this information, not wanting to leave the Hive for long, nor wanting to abandon the Empire.

Kaliyo, looked indifferent, in fact, she looked a little bored. As long as she is payed Imperial Credits, it more than likely doesn't matter where she goes.

Finally, Cypher Nine looked indifferent, he knew he had a mission, one that'll probably effect the Empire positively. However, inside he was in slight turmoil, he didn't want to leave his home for so long, more rather, he didn't want to leave certain people.

Taking everyone's reactions into account, Cipher Nine finally responded, "Were on our way."

Allowing herself a smile, Keeper gave him a small cheeky look, "I'll meet you their Cypher, try to arrive on time, and not damage the ship? Keeper out." The transmission was instantly closed, leaving behind Cypher Nine and his crew to take in this new information.

Giving his companions a dismissive wave, Cypher Nine went towards the bridge, to start activating the Nav Computer to Hyper-speed towards Dromund Kaas. Hearing noise from behind him, Cypher quickly turned around and spotted Kaliyo leaning against the doorway, a twinkle of mischief in her eyes, as she leered at him with a feral grin.

"So," the female Rattataki spoke, "you happy to see your "Watcher" Little Agent?" Even though she knew she couldn't bait him, she loved knowing the fact that Cypher Nine would mentally squirm from just her nickname alone.

Hating that dreadful nickname, one he received when she figured out his true age, Cypher decided to ignore her for the time being. She however, disliked being ignored. A brand idea, one that she knows will make him at least sigh or twitch a pinkie or two, comes into the front of her mind.

Kaliyo, slowly walked behind Cypher Nine, who was to focused on his ship's readings, to notice her walking up behind him. Until he felt her hug him from behind and started speaking in that same annoying teasing manner.

"I know how boys act at your age. C'mon, I bet you imagine day and night, on how your "Watcher," would love you and pleasure you until you glowed as bright as a star." She waited, and waited, until.

Twitch.

She gave a small snort as she detached herself from her leader. Proud of her small victory, the Assassin gave a slight dance in victory, as she marched out the room. The teasing grin still present on her face.

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Dromund Kaas

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Cypher Nine supposed it'd be another easy day. He assigned Kaliyo and Vector to retrieve some supplies, having run low in all of their ongoing missions. He then decided to bring 2V-R8 with him, knowing that if another fight breaks down because of a Sith, he'd be able to have his droid with the room with him. One that was also well versed enough in healing to be a medical droid.

Walking in the Sith-filled hallways, Cypher felt a little out of place. Slightly cautions of some of the more ferocious Sith, and marginally amused by the arrogant ones. It didn't take long to make his way to Darth Zhorrid's Meeting Chamber.

Upon reaching the entrance, the guards allowed him and 2V-R8 to pass without issues, just a simple warning about, "Droid's gone haywire." Ignoring the nonthreatening guards, Cypher Nine braced himself for the upcoming conversation.

As soon as Cypher entered the room, he saw that Darth Zhorrid was already standing, and staring at the door way. She was expecting him. Not a surprise.

"You know," Zhorrid spoke with her high yet darkly enchanted voice, "I never pegged you for being. Late." She paused, with a great grin, stretching the scar on her lips and cheeks.

Cypher Nine responded after a few seconds, not wanting to interrupt the Darth if she decided to speak again, "Apologies my lord, I was gathering supplies for my next assignment."

Zhorrid gained a dark look in her eyes for a moment, her face setting into a grim visage. Then, it promptly returned to her insane grin, one that Cypher Nine was always, and forever will be familiar with.

"No need for that, I appreciate what you've already done for me," here, the Sith gave a long pause, her mouth open while she searched for how to continue the sentence, "and for that, I thank you."

"Thank you, my lord." Cipher responded, his voice and body language still static and proper. He knew a little bit about the importance of a Sith's thanks, especially one on the Dark Council.

"Therefore, I need your aid one again, Cypher. Something that not only helps me, but also Imperial Intelligence."

"Please, tell me more."

"Some of our, own Sith Agents, have found something rather peculiar. Something that as soon as they spoke it, I found it nigh but impossible. Of course, I killed what I thought were liars and investigated their findings myself."

Cypher didn't react to the admittance of Zhorrid killing off her own men, he was used to that kind of work. However, the thought that a Sith, found something that her scouts found out to be impossible, was intriguing. Cypher Nine was used to Sith having a more open mind, looking for different routes for an answer that makes no sense for the question being asked.

Darth Zhorrid continued her briefing, "What they managed to find was an undiscovered planet."

"Not surprised." Cypher spoke, not realizing he accidently cut off the Sith. Being on the receiving end of Darth Zhorrid's glare, Cypher immediately apologized. No need for him to die when the Empire could still use him.

"As I was saying," Zhorrid spoke, her voice faking sweetness to it, while still holding it's dark and alluring purr, "They managed to find an undiscovered planet. One that was not connected with the force. I couldn't investigate further however, so I merely left, coming back for the council's praise at the fall of the bastard that was my father."

"What is my mission, my lord?"

"Quite simple really," Zhorrid spoke, as she walked around her desk, standing in front of the young Agent, the she spoke slowly, each word she spoke she would gently stroke Cipher Nine's cheeks with sadistic glee, "I Want You to Find Out Why." She paused, in both her sentence and the sadistic stroking, "Or, you'll die. Sound fair?"

Turning around, Darth Zhorrid went behind her desk once again and waved off the Imperial Agent, "Now shoo, I have work to do. And people to torture."

Cipher Nine nodded once, as he turned to leave. Before he stopped, and gave Darth Zhorrid his bland look, hiding his inner feelings, "You got better at threats." He then walked out, hearing Darth Zhorrid's dark giggles and crazed laughter following his departure.

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Annnnnd done! Sorry if you wanted to see some RWBY action this chapter, but I just wanted to introduce the main Star Wars characters I'll be using, Cypher Nine's/Kit's personality and other stuff.

That and it's only the prologue.

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Until next time!