A Transfer's Love

My first take writing of my favorite in the old Star Wars EU, Ysanne Isard as I try to give her the fanfic limelight alongside of an OC I created being paired with her in this. I hope you all enjoy this one as I could continue on more if this pairing goes good :)

Disclaimer: I don't own Star Wars. Disney does so all rights belong to them aha

Frowing from what he has now learned, Balter Lensk a fledging junior officer of the Empire has been assigned to be aide to Madam Director Ysanne Isard. Knowing it was more like he's being used as Palpatine's barrier instead of a mission which he obediently accepted. His tan skin pressed against his small-disheveled uniform and weary small eyes have gotten more than he can take over what happened earlier

Balter slumped down as he got out of his quarters, knowing that he just accepted his own fate. He placed his hand on the wall and looked silently onward.

"What in the Force did I just accept from his highness?" He pondered. His mind raced like streaks of shooting stars as he brought himself up the question.

Flashback

Balter walked towards the Imperial throne room as he was summoned by his commanding officer that the Emperor wanted a word with him personally. He then strode onwards in the personal quarters of Palpatine himself

The old man winced. "Ahhh, Junior-grade Lensk was it?" He leered.

The young officer kneeled to the floor and sunk his head a little facing the cloaked but menacing master. Balter couldn't help but feel frozed by the Emperor's presence.

"Junior-grade Lensk at your service, your highness. How may I be of assistance?" He spoke with a loud whisper to the Emperor, which he has caught of. The quarters fell a little silent. He then walked to Balter and a shadow casted near his. Palpatine leered more towards the young man. "I have a personal mission to ask of you, junior-officer. Are you ready to undertake it?"

He then rose up and faced Palpatine more and showed a light bow. "Yes your highness. I'm ready of what you are to command of me."

"I want you to look after someone. One of my personal interest of mine seems to have a fond of me always, and yet I couldn't have the chance to keep her in line no matter what I've dispatched her to do." Palpatine smiled a bit

The man then looked at the Emperor a little puzzled. "May I know of who I'm to look after, my lord?" He then motioned his head back, facing the throne as Palpatine walked a little around near him like a demon about to laugh on his fate.

Palpatine then stopped near Balter and spoke a little serious to him. "Her name is Ysanne Isard, head of Imperial Intelligence. Please keep her company as her personal aide and don't let her interfere with my affairs. Eliminating the Rebellion is not easy, young man."

"Of course, my lord. I'll accept this assignment." Balter responded along with a small gulp to his throat. Knowing he didnt want to screw it up if it were in front of Darth Vader to Force-choke him over a small deal like this.

A smile then rose from the sinister old man. "Good, good. You have done the Empire with smiles my friend. Keep her company at all cost."

Balter smiled and bowed to Palpatine, as he smiled in returned.

End Flashback

"Whatever it takes to not get my ass electricuted by his highness himself and make good in the Empire. Touche." Balter sighed as he turned his head to the hallways of the officer quarters and then started to head back to his room to rest.

He then slumped down quickly to his bed and had his arms behind his head to ponder on the ceiling, where his room was filled with a little library and a helper droid.

Balter continued to looked onwards as if he was looking at a space window inside a Star Destroyer. "Just who is this Madam Director the Emperor's been wanting to keep in line? Just who is Ysanne Isard?"

But he would have to wait tomorrow as he has been effectively ordered to see the Intelligence Director. Sleep would have to have him think on that.

The next day...

Balter was awaked as his own droid be the alarm clock he wish he never wanted to be assigned of. He then went up and got dressed of his regular black uniform and cover, as he also pressed himself neatly to the finest degree of how Imperial officers have. But more the extra since he was going to see a woman, of all the officers. And then onward he went out of his quarters, heading to the next building which had the intelligence department inside.

"This is gonna be one moment I hate to waste on. I gotta make a good look on Director Isard, or I'll have to answer to the Emperor himself." Balter said as he walked a little more with his speed that can keep up with the hover cars around him that were around the vicinities of Coruscant. He couldn't wait to have to get this day passed just to personally see Ysanne Isard, be the personal aide to her that Palpatine assigned him to.

After going inside the intelligence sector of Imperial HQ, he made himself upwards to the main corridors of the office that had one assigned to the door. Balter made it to one when it was named "Isard" in the front of it. He then perked his chin up as well as his throat above the collar of his uniform, and shrugged off any dust that resided there. And he then straightened up the wrinkles off to know there would be no creases. Making himself look disheveled and not organized wouldn't impress a woman, especially one who is part of the Empire.

"Here goes nothing." He raised his hand into a balled fist ready to knock on the door. Only three were made to make notice of the Intelligence Director herself.

"Who is it?" A voice clipped accent was made and it was as stern it is. It was her alright, the Iceheart herself Ysanne Isard.

Balter then let out a little gulp. "Junior-grade, Balter Lensk reporting to you madam director Isard. I've been assigned by the Emperor as your aide."

He felt inside his stomach a whole asteroid had just hit it. Yet there was still no response from Ysanne herself.

"I was told by the Emperor himself I was assigned a personal aide. However, I know nothing of you junior-grade Lensk. Come inside." Ysanne said in a little hissful reply. Balter did so as he went into the sliding corridor of her office.

Ysanne then turned her head onto the young officer, with her red and blue-like eyes piercing at his very soul as if he was about to be eaten alive.

"Madam director I presume?" He said as he stood in attention in front of the cold woman.

She then went to him with a sinister cold expression as her frown showed more onto him. Balter was frozen, being afraid on what Ysanne would do next.

Her head lunged a little closer to his, like a slow-moving Star Destroyer in space. "I wasn't assigned personally being with you. You are just a straggler, nothing more." Ysanne hissed.

"Of course, Madam Director Isard. I'm under you're command." Balter replied a little hesitantly.

"Good. Please have a seat, junior-grade. Tell me more about yourself and how did the Emperor had you placed to me?" Isard looked on as she still gave him a piercing look. Balter then proceeded likewise but in a hesitant manner.

He now was struggling from his face all the way to his legs as to find the answer to give something of what the cold-hearted madam director wants. "This is gonna be a long interview. I got a bad feeling about this."

Balter shooked to his head a little knowing there was no point on here on out with Ysanne Isard, the Iceheart of the Empire.

To Be Continued...