I still couldn't believe Scar was dead. It all happened so suddenly. One minute, he was fighting Lotlief, the next, he was on the floor bleeding to death. For some reason, Zenn didn't seem to care, he just kept shooting at the rebels. He was obviously far stronger than me, because even though I could see a tear dripping down his chest plate, he kept fighting like the soldier he is. Scar would have been proud. This battle seemed to last far too long, every rebel seemed invincible, until Lotlief kicked Scar's helmet off, showing that infamous scar across his cheek, the blood dripping down his chin, and a weird smile on his face. Scar had a rather painful death, yet he embraced it. He knew it was his time, and his one regret was that Lotlief was still alive. I made a promise, then and there, that Kranos Lotlief would die by my hand. I swear, if it's the last thing I ever do, I will kill him for what he's done. At that moment, my thirst for revenge took control, and I burst out of cover and fired all my rounds like a madman. Seeing those rebels die was great consolation. Knowing that those responsible for Scar's death were meeting their end was all that I needed to keep going. For, at least in my mind, this was no longer about the Empire, the Jedi, the Sith, or the fucking Rebellion. This is about one thing, and one thing only: they brought this on themselves.
The rebels felt my wrath, and they started to retreat. I chased after them, still firing my blaster. Then, it happened. I felt a burning sensation in my back and everything started going dark. I looked back and saw Lotlief standing there with a gun. As I tried to attack him I fell forward and blacked out...
I woke up in a chair, my wrists bound together with force-binders. I looked up to see Lotlief talking to Zenn, who was also captured. To get his attention, I yell "YO! The fuck is going on?" It seemed to have worked, Lotlief turns, looks at me, and says "Ah, the family man. You're awake." I reply, "You laugh now, motherfucker. But when I get a chance, I will kill you with my bare hands. I will watch you suffer as you die a slow and painful death. I will rip you limb from limb and castrate you with your own fuckin' teeth!" Lotlief simply laughed at me. "Don't you see, Larson? There's not a fucking thing you can do. I have won and YOU have lost." He then pointed his gun at me. "So get, fucking, used to it" Just as he was about to pull the trigger, Zenn broke his binders and tackled him. The blaster fired and the shot ricocheted across the room before hitting my binders. I grabbed the blaster and pointed it at Lotlief, waiting for the perfect opportunity. Then, I saw it, Lotlief was sitting up, strangling Zenn. It was the shot I've been waiting for. But I hesitated, realizing that killing him wouldn't bring Scar back. I was trying to pull the trigger, but something was just holding me back. By the time I snapped out of it, Zenn was dead. I dropped the blaster, took off my helmet and started throwing up. Lotlief stood up, with blood all over his hands, and kicked me. "Imperial swine. Your friend should have known better than to attempt something like that. But for sparing my life, the least I can do is spare yours while I make the galaxy tremble in fear at the sound of my name. But first things first. GUARD!" Another rebel walked into the room. "Give him another pair of binders and let him bear witness to my first lesson for the galaxy." The guard cuffed me, and walked me to the railing. I could see the whole hostage area from there, and I turned my head to see Lotlief setting up a turret. As I realized what was happening, I tried to warn the hostages. "GET THE FUCK OUT OF THERE, HE'S GONNA KILL YOU ALL!" "They can't hear you." Lotlief said "Too noisy." Lotlief took aim and fired on the hostages, turning their casual conversations into blood-curdling screams. Lotlief was sparing no one, women, children, even infants. The rebels blocked the exits and fired upon anyone who came close. It was an old-fashioned massacre, and Lotlief's men were sure to get it all on Hologram. I closed my eyes, I just couldn't take anymore. Near the end, I could hear a little girl screaming for her mother in Huttese, she screamed for about 7 seconds, then I heard a laser blast, and then she just stopped abruptly. At this point, my will had been broken, I was reduced to tears. 8,000 innocent people gunned down in cold blood is enough to break anyone. My voice was cracking as I made an attempt to speak, "You sick fuck...", I continued weeping like a child, "fucking bastard." Lotlief was still unscathed. "You're not seeing the big picture here, Larson." "OH! I SEE IT ALRIGHT! Some rebel fuck-face just slaughtered thousands of innocents and now he's gonna blame it on the fuckin' empire. Is that right, you shit-faced son of a bitch? IS THAT FUCKING RIGHT, MOTHERFUCKER?!" One of the rebels hit me with the butt of his gun, "Easy, hot shot." Lotlief signaled the guard to calm down. "No, Larson. The point is that the Emperor must learn that his oppression will not go unpunished." "So you take it out on people who had nothing to fuckin' do with it?", I interjected. Once again, Lotlief was unscathed. "Killing stormtroopers never sends a clear enough signal. This event is sure to hit the Imperials much closer to home. Just so you know, Larson, the Empire had a chance to prevent this, if they had just released Luke Skywalker from prison, all 8,000 hostages would be back on Coruscant right now. THEY are the monsters. THEY are responsible for the massacre." "Bullshit. It wasn't the Empire who captured them, and it wasn't the Empire who executed them." This time, he was pissed. "If that's how you want to play it, Larson..." He pulled out his blaster, "... I'm only gonna ask you once. Where is Luke?" I had no idea where Skywalker was, but even if I did, I wasn't about to tell him. Instead, I waited for one of the guards to walk up behind me, and told Lotlief "Blow me." As I grabbed the guard's gun, shot him, twirled it around quickly, and shot the binders. I was free.
In the ensuing firefight, I was able to chase Lotlief to his flagship, The Demigod. As I boarded to give him what he deserves. Unfortunately, I was ambushed by a squad of rebels who chased me into the cargo hold, where I was able to make my stand. I took cover behind a cargo crate as the rebels continued their volley of fire. After a while, I poked out and took a potshot, killing one of them. It would take far too long to kill them all like that. So I looked around for something to throw at them. I looked for while before I saw that there was a full barrel of highly explosive Tibanna gas packed between two crates. Some dickhead must have forgot to put it in carbonite, last mistake he'll ever make. I tried to make my way over to the barrel, shooting at the rebels whenever I got the chance, but there were just too many. I took my last thermal detonator and chucked it at them. They scattered like roaches and left me to the Tibanna. I ran to the gas before they had a chance to regroup, then readied the barrel to be rolled at them. I couldn't roll the barrel at them while they were firing at me or we'd all blow up, so I shot at them from behind cover, trying to get them to take cover themselves. After I managed to hit one, the rest hid behind crates as I finally gave them the Tibanna gas. When they realized what was coming their way, they attempted to flee with their lives, but I shot the barrel and blew them all to hell.
After that, I tried to rest and tend to my wounds, but Lotlief came on the hologram. "Paging Private first class Larson of the Imperial Stormtrooper Corps, 67th infantry platoon. I see you have made short work of my soldiers, but there's no way you can possibly take us all. I rushed to the Hologram machine and replied to him "I don't need to, asshole. As soon as you fly this ship into Imperial territory, I can use this hologram machine to contact the Empire. Then they're gonna send a fleet big enough to rape you and your ship and we all live happily ever after. The end, motherfucker." Lotlief just laughed and said "You want to be funny, Larson? How's this for comedy? Ensign! Set a course for Dantooine. We're gonna pay a very special guest a very special visit." I couldn't believe my ears, Lotlief was actually going after my family on Dantooine. "Leave them the fuck outta this, Kranos. This is between you and me." Lotlief just smiled his devious smile and said "What's the matter, Larson? No witty remarks, no clever comebacks? Now you know what you are dealing with and unless you surrender immediately your family will pay the price with their lives. Is that what you want, Larson?" For a minute, I actually considered surrendering, but I finally decided that there was no way he was gonna threaten my family and get away with it. This bitch is mine.