Ce'na woke up. She rubbed her eyes and saw Asthidal sitting at the edge of their bed looking at a datapad. She rolled over and tried going back to sleep. She couldn't; she needed his warmth. She sat up in their bed and draped her arms over his shoulders letting them dangle on his chest. He smiled and turned around, "Didn't expect to see you awake."

"I needed you to sleep in, silly." She giggled as she turned Asthidal around and kissed him.

"I can use more of this." He grinned and pushed Ce'na down. She embraced him and continued kissing him. She had everything in the world, and she wasn't going to let this moment go to waste. Asthidal reached out with his hand and closed the door with the force, locking it.

A half and hour later, the door unlocked, Asthidal walked out first while Ce'na stayed in bed thinking about the last thirty minutes. Eventually she came out of her room, as Jaesa eyed her. Jaesa never liked Ce'na after Ce'na took her master all for herself. "What do you want Vette."

"Just walking by Jaesa." She replied casually as she could feel Jaesa's emotions. It bothered her as it was a recent change. She believed she wasn't Force Sensitive, but she was married to Darth Tythorns and the Force has ideas of its own. She reminded herself to ask him later. Asthidal stood in the cockpit as Ce'na entered. Quinn looked at her and nodded. He began to develop a respect for her after she stood off against Baras. She smiled and nodded back.

Quinn spoke up, "Sir, a course for the Deverent has been set. An emergency distress signal was issued requesting any presence."

"Very well. Make haste, we have to see what Marr needs." Asthidal said. The ship made the jump to hyper space. Asthidal sat down in his chair. The ship soon came out of hyper space as there was a Terminus-class destroyer disabled. Asthidal looked at the ship for any signs of damage, but couldn't find any. He tapped Quinn's shoulder.

"Get ready to board. Land in the hangar." Asthidal declared. He could feel movement as the others were getting ready. Quinn nodded and turned the fighter around heading for the hangar. Asthidal turned around and walked to the ramp and began to lower it. Once the ship landed, Asthidal was off once again. This time everyone was with him as the ship was protected and there wasn't a danger of thievery as the ship had advanced security systems. There was evidence of a fight. Scorch marks were everywhere. Imperial bodies littered the not so shiny floor. Asthidal unclipped his lightsaber, as did Jaesa and scanned the room. Ce'na, Quinn, and Pierce raised their weapons, making sure stun was off. Broonmark muttered something about the fight of their lives is here as he held his vibrosword.

It had been months since the events of Yavin IV, where the Empire and the Republic made a stand against the Emperor. "Sir." Quinn's voice called out. "These aren't Imperial nor Republic soldiers." He pointed at a soldier that looked mechanical.

"They're apart of our former Emperor's forces." A voice called out behind them. Jaesa ignited her lightsaber as the others raised their weapons. Asthidal spun around and grinned.

"Darth Marr, you survived." He looked at Marr.

Marr nodded, "And so have you Darth Tythorns. My fleet was destroyed. I sent out the message before the ship was boarded. I am the only survivor."

"We must leave then." Asthidal declared.

"Agreed." Marr spoke with his usual tone.

Everyone turned around until Asthidal stopped. "He's here."

Quinn turned around, "Who is?"

"Our Emperor." Marr parted in as the two Sith turned around.

"I feel it." Ce'na spoke quietly, shocking everyone around her.

"We must fight him then! Us seven can fight him!" Jaesa practically shouted.

A dark devious laughter erupted on the far side of the hangar. It was an older man, followed by a younger man. "Darth Marr, you brought more friends." He stopped and looked at Asthidal. "My my. Darth Tythorns, my dearest Wrath. Did you come to save your "friend" from me? You should know you can't stop me."

"Emperor Vitiate." Tythorns spoke crisply.

"It's Emperor Valkorion." The younger one said harshly.

"Wrath, Marr. Meet my son, Prince Arcann." Valkorion said grinning continuing to step forward towards the two Sith. Both unclipped and ignited their lightsabers. Arcann and Valkorion continued walking towards them. Asthidal raised his lightsaber as well as Marr. Arcann unclipped his and raised it too. Asthidal leapt and landed behind Arcann, who then in response arched his lightsaber behind him in attempt to slice Asthidal in half. Asthidal rolled out of the way as Arcann turned his attention to Asthidal. Marr circled around Valkorion as the two began taunting each other. Asthidal looked back at Arcann as he steadied himself. He drew a breath in and charged at Arcann rapidly closing in the distance. He lifted his lightsaber to slash at Arcann's neck. Arcann saw this coming and parried it with one hand in a taunt. Asthidal grinned as he jumped back. The two began to circle around each other like two animals in a duel to prove dominance.

"You're a good fighter, maybe when I kill you I'll take your wife as my trophy." Arcann sneered.

Every vessel in Asthidal boiled as Asthidal let out a loud war cry and jumped at Arcann going for a low slash. Arcann expected this and moved his lightsaber quickly to deflect the attack. He didn't expect Asthidal to throw a punch striking Arcann's mask with such force, it stunned Arcann temporarily. This gave Asthidal time to recover from his wild attack and spun around to impale Arcann.

Valkorion felt the force change and looked over at his son. Marr took the opportunity to rush Valkorion aiming to decapitate him and end the rule of Valkorion. Valkorion saw this and grinned. Valkorion outstretched his palm and sent Asthidal and Marr flying crashing back into objects. He looked around and saw Ce'na and began to walk forward towards Ce'na. "You're Darth Tythorn's wife. I can sense great power in you." He chuckled and got closer stroking her cheek. "Take them. All of them."

After he finished, more than a dozen of those droid-like soldiers appeared. Valkorion looked at Ce'na as Asthidal and Marr struggled to get up. With a swipe of his palm, all their weapons were at his feet. Marr began to tremble with anger while Asthidal, calmer, tapped his shoulder.

'Not now. We cannot risk it.'

Marr looked at him and slightly nodded, 'We have to get out of our situation quickly before the rest of the galaxy falls to him'

Asthidal looked up at the ceiling. 'We must find a way to defeat Valkorion. He must not live.'

'Agreed. You always seem to surprise me, Wrath.'

Arcann smiled as he cuffed them both, "You will not be escaping me. "Wrath"."

Asthidal stared at Arcann as the droids came up behind Marr and Asthidal pushing them with the butts of their rifles onto a shuttle that took them back to the Eternal Fleet. Asthidal soon stumbled and fell down losing consciousness afterwards due to the fatigue and injuries.