Krennic's white tunic flapped behind him as he entered the bridge of the Executrix. He was greeted by many gray uniforms at work, but it was all a formality to him. His real reason for being here was somewhat urgent, but also opportunistic. Any chance to get an edge on his rivals was one he would always take, no matter the cost.

Grand Moff Wilhuff Tarkin had been a thorn in his side since the days of the Old Republic, and now that he was on the cusp of greatness he could not let him even get an inch of ground from him. The aged Moff looked out of his viewport to the view of the Death Star, Krennic's greatest achievement. It was nearly complete as the laser dish was being placed into the station as he made his way to Tarkin.

"Governor Tarkin," he acknowledged and took a commanding stance behind him.

Tarkin stayed silent for a moment before replying. "It seems your work has paid off Director, however the timing of the project has left the Emperor disappointed."

"A weapon of this size takes time to create Tarkin, surly you must be mistaken," Krennic responded with a hint of annoyance.

Tarkin turned to him. "Believe what you will, the problems this station has caused have not gone unnoticed. Soon you may be explaining yourself to a far less…patient audience."

Krennic attempted to keep himself from lashing out. "I've kept the project out of the hands of the Revanites all this time…you cannot tell me that I have shown any signs of incompetence!"

"Xur Eon has completed too many successful attacks on our kyber convoys from Jedah, and the Emperor believes that Eon already knows that we are building something of great power," Tarkin added.

Krennic crossed his arms. "Galen Erso has already delivered everything I promised and more…what more would you suggest I do?"

Tarkin smiled. "Galen Erso is precisely why the Emperor is beginning to doubt the legitimacy of the project," Krennic gave him a look of confusion. "It appears that Eon and Erso are more connected than we originally thought. Our intelligence indicates that Eon has been in contact with Rebel Leader Saw Guerra far longer than the last few galactic years."

Krennic narrowed his eyes. "How long?"

The Moff's expression did not change. "15 years…around the same time you forced Erso to assist you in completing the project."

The Director sighed. How did something like this slip past him? He knew full well that Saw and Galen were former associates as Erso had put it. Only Tarkin would trace events together like that.

Krennic smiled. "Galen is loyal to me. Eon and Guerra aren't enough to prove anything against my work."

Tarkin rolled his eyes. "Regardless, the Emperor has appointed the help of another to root out your…situation."

Krennic's brow furrowed as he looked behind him as Tarkin motioned him to. There were no words to describe the sight other than frightening.

"Grand Admiral Thrawn."

Another teaser! I hope you enjoyed a little Imperial point of view on this one. Also, I will say that the previous scene that I posted will most likely be changed due to new ideas that I have come up with. Other than that, I will let you know when this story will begin!