I'm sorry this is such a short chapter. It's kinda a bridge to the more exciting chapter soon to come!
Enjoy! ( and comment. That's always appreciated. )
Several years have passed. With the training of Darth Vader and the Enforcers at a close, Sidious decides that it is time to start putting into play some of his many schemes to bring about the fall of the Jedi and the Republic.
"I now bestow on you the rank of Enforcer. With this title comes responsibility, as well as power beyond reckoning. Channel your emotions, lest they control you."
"Your wish is my command, milord. I live to do your bidding."
Sidious smiled, though not in a cheerful way. He had long awaited this day, the day he unleashed his greatest assets. Though it had taken years of patience. (which wasn't necessarily one of his greatest attributes). Bestowing upon the Enforcers their personal starships and their lightsabers was the final step to achieving the force wielding commanders he desired. His own apprentice, however, was another matter entirely. Though given the rank of lord, Vader was still his apprentice. And Sidious wanted to keep it that way. At all costs.
Mara gazed intently at the large ship in hanger 7, hardly believing it was hers. The holo pad she held in her hand said the name of the ship, her ship, was The Immortal. Her fingers caressed the smooth, sleek handle that hung from the utility belt at her waist. The emperor had bestowed upon her the rank of Enforcer, which meant, of course, her very own lightsaber. She unhooked it from its clip and ignited it. The blade cast its purple-pink glow on her face. She soaked in the hum that the blade emitted. Finally, she shut it off and reattached the handle to her belt. Time to explore her ship.
Are all personal starships usally this big,? Quinn wondered to himself. Not that I'm complaining. After receiving his orange lightsaber, the emperor had bidden him to go to hanger 6 and inspect his new ship, The Defiance. It defiantly was an intimidating specimen of spacecraft.
Vader was waiting outside the emperor's throne room. His master had summoned him, saying that was of great importance. He heard steps behind him and turned to see Mara and Quinn coming up.
"Were you called as well?" Vader asked.
Quinn nodded his head slightly, his eyes focused on the door in front of him. Not for the first time, Vader wondered at the strangeness of Quinn's eyes. One was green, while the other was blue. And when he was angry, both eyes were flecked with yellow. The door in front of them opened, and the red clad imperial guards escorted them the emperor's throne. Vader, Quinn, and Mara all immediately dropped to one knee. The emperor waved his hand at the guards. "Leave us," he growled. "The time has come for all of you to prove yourselves to me. That is why I am sending you all out on missions. Sepparate missions. Jade, you will capture Republic commander Naveesh Tri'orne. When you have succeeded, take him to our base on Tatooine and interrogate him there. I want to know the lowdown of the security on Lothal. Starkiller, you will be commanding my star destroyer fleet in the Lothal Sector. Destroy any Republic spacecraft that enters the airspace. Vader, you will await Jade's information. When you have it, take as many troops as you need and storm Lothal. Wipe out any resistance, but don't kill everything. I want control of a populated planet, not a wasteland. Lothal is far enough into our zone that the Jedi and Republic won't dare interfere. If any of you have any questions, see Grand Moff Tarkin." Sidious ended his orders and told them to leave.
"And one last thing. Don't return into my presence until these tasks are completed. I don't tolerate failure. And you all know the price of failure." He smiled wickedly. "Go now and do my bidding. When you have completed your tasks, return to me."
Mara returned to hanger 7, with Quinn and Vader in tow. They had just returned from Tarkin, who had given Mara all the info she needed on her target. She was headed to the eighteenth,(and mostly unknown) moon of Arie'bul. The Republic had a small outpost there, of which Commander Tri'orne was in charge. As she boarded *The Immortal*, she turned to her companions.
"Wish me luck," she said lightly.
"You don't require luck, Jade," Quinn said evenly.
She rolled her eyes. "It's just a kriffing phrase you moron." Though she was secretly pleased that he thought she didn't need luck.
"We will await news of your speedy success," Vader told her. Your success had better be quick he thought. For your own good. )
Empty space. All though she didn't enjoy it as Quinn seemed to at times, it was still wonderful to be out in the vast areas of the galaxy. Mustefar was a kriffing excuse of a place to call home, but it was... well it was, familiar. Something she was used to. Mara set controls and switches into place for the jump into hyperspace. *3, 2, 1, now* she counted mentally to herself. After completing the jump into hyperspace, she glanced at the chronometer. She would be arriving at her destination in roughly eight standard hours. She rose from her seat in the cockpit, and went to see what she had packed in the form of disguises.
So I will try to update soon. The next chapter will be longer. I give my word as a Sith Lord. (Which probably dosen't amount much) :)
P.S Quinn has straight, black hair and the aforesaid strange eyes. (I just relized that I had never given an accurate description of him. Sorry :(