CHAPTER 9: The Plan

The ship, after traveling in light speed for almost an hour and a half, suddenly came to a stop, almost sending Angela into the headboard had it not been for her seat belt. Angela looking out through her window got her first look at the planet known as Naboo. Her eyes widened in awe at the astounding beautiful planet. With its blue atmosphere, and green landforms, it reminded Angela of her home planet Earth. A sad smile came across her lips but she quickly brushed that off and focused on her task. Turning to her computer, she glanced at the radar and found where she was needs to go to. After sending the coordinates to the autopilot, the ship soon directed itself to its destination. Took only another ten minutes after that to find it and land the ship properly. The Autopilot landed the ship inside a forest; the tall trees hid the starfighter completely.

After the ship's door slid open once more, Angela stood to her feet, and jumped out. Her boots landed on the soft squishy ground, her cloak flowing out behind her; remembering what the radar had shown, Angela took off deeper into the forest, heading South. Grabbing her hood from behind her neck, she pulled it up and over her head, shielding her face from view. Her saber swung softly at her hip with each stride she took; she walked for about 10 minutes before coming upon a small clearing where she found a much larger ship resting. Taking a deep breath in, she continued advancing to where the ship lied. Once she had just a couple yards away left to cover, the ship's door lowered to a ramp, and to very tall figures dressed in robes descended on out. Angela hid deeper behind her hood, not because she was intimidated, but because she wanted to seem intimidating. The tall figure dressed in a red robe was the one to greet her.

"Ah, My Lady, it does us much honor for you to meet with us on such a short notice." He bowed in respect; Angela returned the gesture with a simple nod of her head.

"I take it you're the one I've been sent to meet with?" she asked; then one in red confirmed her question with a nod.

"Yes. I am the Viceroy of the Trade Federation, this," Viceroy stated while pointing to his companion, "…is my advisor." The other figure dressed in a dark grey robe, bowed to Angela as well.

"My Lady, we look forward to working with you." He stated before rising to his full height.

"Likewise." Angela responded.

"Please, let us go inside, we have much to discuss." The Viceroy suggested politely; Angela nodded and replied

"After you." The Viceroy and his Advisor led their way back into the ship; Angela was just a few steps behind. The Viceroy brought her into a small secluded room. Bookshelves lined the walls. Angela surprised at her surroundings asked

"You have a library on here?" her eyes wide in shock.

"Yes, sometimes we have to travel to far away systems and we need a way of amusing ourselves." The advisor explained.

"Ah I see.." Angela replied.

"Speaking of which, how was your journey My Lady?" The Viceroy asked.

"Pleasant." She quickly responded before she went and sat down in a chair towards the center of the room. The Viceroy and his Advisor soon joined her.

"Now let's get down to business." Angela ordered before leaning back against her chair.

"But of course." Viceroy replied, "For a year or so, your master and I have been planning the take over of this planet. I have a droid army in the making and it should be ready within another 6 months," he began, before he could continue Angela jumped in,

"You plan to take over this entire planet?" she asked; in her mind so many things were running through.

"Yes." The Advisor confirmed.

"How do you plan to do that? She questioned, leaning forward in her chair resting her hands beneath her chin.

"We shall order their new Queen to sign a treaty with us; giving us complete control over the planet. If she refuses, we shall form a blockade around the entire planet of Naboo; no one shall enter, no one shall leave. All their communications shall be shut down. If the Queen still refuses to sign our treaty, we shall send in our droid army and take the planet by force." The Viceroy finished explaining.

"It's a well devised plan." She commented, "….but tell me Viceroy, such a plan has to come at a cost, what will be lost to such an arrangement?" Angela asked

"I do not think I understand your question My Lady." The Viceroy responded.

"Will the people of this planet be harmed in anyway?" she questioned. The Viceroy and Advisor glanced at each other for a second before looking back to Angela.

"There is always a possibility that someone could get hurt in such a situation My Lady." The Viceroy replied.

"I am quite aware of that Viceroy but understand, if you start hurting the people, I can promise you that somehow word will get out and the Senate shall send reinforcement to take you down. By the way you are putting this; you make it sound like you will use the people as bait to force the Queen into signing over the planet." Angela stated her voice rising in anger at the thought of innocent people suffering.

"That is correct My Lady. Once the Queen sees how many of her people are suffering and dying she will have no choice but to sign the treaty." The Viceroy stated sophisticatedly. Angela could not believe what she was hearing.