I dont own Star Wars, because then Disney would not own it. I hope you realize that English is not my first language, and because of that mistakes may occur. I apologize for that now, but hope that you dont write any hateful comments because of that.


Prologue


Shortly after the Battle of Endor...


The Bridge of the SSD Burning Vengeance, an Executor-class Star Dreadnought was silent, along with the whole ship, as someone on the Holonet talked about the complete destruction of the second Death Star along with the deaths of the Emperor and his right-hand Darth Vader. it told of the victory of the rebels that dared to already call themselves the New Republic. Nobody wanted to believe what they saw and heard, truthfully even the Fleet Admiral among them, did not really want to believe it. Even just the idea that Emperor was dead, could be dead, was preposterous for all of them. But they all knew that it was the bitter truth, as one could see the wreckage of what was undoubtly the Second Death Star in the Holonet. One could even see the ruined parts, for gods sake.

They were near Endor, so they could probably have done something. That were the thoughts among the crew. But they were too late and the Rebels won. Again. But this time the Emperor and Lord Vader were both no longer alive. Now they did not know what to do, and hoped that their commanding officer knew what to do. They were all fanatically loyal to her, if you had asked the crew of the Super Star Destroyer if they were more loyal to the Emperor or to their Admiral, almost the whole ship would have been killed by the Emperor for their answer.

The Fleet Admiral looked calm, if one could describe her face as that. With short blonde hair reaching her shoulders, and sharp blue eyes, Fleet Admiral Amelia Sinclair could very well be described as pretty, or even beautiful. But right now, she was undoubtly, or looked undoubtly like, one of the calmest people in the whole known galaxy. That was a fact as the rebels were without doubt throwing party after party because the Emperor and Lord Vader had died. On the other side, every Imperial in the galaxy had mixed feelings about the same thing, as they were either being angry or sad. Some could be seen with greed in their eyes however. But the eyes of the Admiral were showing neither of those, they were just calm. Calm like the eye of a storm.

Now Amelia Sinclair was thinking. The Bridge Crew was nervous at first, but then saw a look that they had seen often. Some sighted in relief as they saw her face.

That was because she now had an analyzing look in them. She quickly found out that she had command of the whole sector fleet somehow and she was a bit happy about it. but she was also curious how that could be, as an imperial Moff had partial Control of the fleet. To think about the empire made her a bit sad again. She had no delusions that the Empire as it was, could no longer exist without because the Emperor had died. Were Darth Vader alive then maybe, but he was too feared, many would revolt against him. They had built the Empire to need one of them, but now both were dead. She knew exactly what would happen now. All the corrupt Moffs and officers would squabble with those other insects on Coruscant for power over the Empire. Maybe some would even try to be the new Emperor.

And that would soon end in conflicts, which would be bloody or could under right circumstances even end in full-scale civil war. But she was tired of endless strife and conflict in space, and in her Sector Group there were many who also thought as well . She knew that the squabble of the politicians for more power would soon begin here too. But she knew she could not remain here with her fleet, the rebels, no now they were usurpers would come here soon. The reason for that was very simple. Firstly was this system to far away from any shipyards, near many rebels bases, and the population of the planets are firmly against the Empire.

Fortunaly the Moff died in an accident which meant she had absolute command of the fleet now.

She needed a system where she could build and repair ships and the production of rations needed to be assured too. Many needed real Food, not just Military rations. And the system obviously needed to be away from the Inner Core. As she talked with her Bridge officers and the other captains of her fleet about it, she could see them with reeassured faces, as they did not want too remain here. This sector had nothing of value, and they were only here on the orders of the Emperor, who was dead. As they watched the Holonet while talking about their plan, an idea came in Amelias head and she began to smile. As the other officers asked in concern she told them about where she thought would be a good place to stay, and asked for their opinions. This was another think why no Captain of her command could be swayed against her, she valued the opinions of officers with a lower rank then her. Her officers were behind her decision, so she quickly ordered a line for fleet-wide communication to be opened. She gave her orders and the whole sector fleet were working again, happy to have a purpose again. Okay, not the whole fleet, some were unsure but followed her orders. The reason was simple. They had a drive again. When you were a member of the Imperial Military, you could not just do nothing.

When she gained notice that all ships were ready for a Hyperspace jump, she ordered the navigating officer to activate the hyperdrive.

" Set course for Sluis Van."


And that was the first part of my new story, the Prologue. I hope nobody has anything against my story.

And yes, i made my oc look like an Aryan :D I thought it to be funny.

A good day to all of you.