One day a young warrior dressed in armor. Awoke to find herself in a room she didn't recognize. The doors hissed open. As a woman wearing a captain's uniform entered.

"you're awake."

The child noticed she wasn't bound to the bed. Was this all a dream?

"I understand that you must have questions. All will be answered in time. For now, we ask that you stay inside and get some rest. Meals will be brought to you."

With that, the woman left. Days went by. With the captain providing food. But would quickly leave as soon as questions were asked. Only to reassure the young warrior that she was safe. This certainly was no dream. A couple of weeks went by before her questions were answered.

"I figured it best to give you some time to get used to your new home."

Before the child could interrupt. The captain raised her hand slowly. The child closed her mouth Letting the captain continued.

"Your family told us to take you. A request that you stay here. That is until this war with the empire is over."

The captains head hung at the last sentence.

"We barely got you out of there. You were sound asleep. Just before the bombs hit."

"What about my family?"

The captains head shot up. She raised her hands in reassurance.

"There fine."

The child let out a breath that she hadn't realized. That she was holding. The first good news she had heard since she first arrived.

"There currently at the rebel base. Planning their next line of attack."

The captain began pacing back and forth. Head down looking at the floor. Arms behind her back. Appearing to be in deep thought.

"However, that's where our team comes in. The empire is doing more than just controlling the galaxy through fear. Children have gone missing according to news reports. All of these missing children have one thing in common. All of the families held Savitri as the deity of their religion. The empire clams that the children are being brought back to the sun goddess. So that they may serve her directly or so the news says. We suspect that these children are being made to serve the empire. At least there "gods" anyway."

The captain stopped pacing for a moment. Her head now upright. Looking at the child sitting on the bunk before her making sure she was listing. Before continuing on with her next thought. Pacing back and forth again.

There's another possibility. The empire could be wanting to sacrifices these children. To please their "gods" or should I say the many demons that clashed with Savitri over the centuries. We're suspecting that the empire doesn't want these kids joining the rebellion."

"So, this could all lead up to a mass slaughter?" The young girl asked.

"Exactly if the children aren't suspected of having information on the rebellion. Should that happen they'll be interrogated for some time." The captain replied.

This time she did not look up or cease her pacing. The door slid open a moment later.

"The imperial shuttle is ready to go, captain." A young man said.

Giving a salute. The captain stopped her continuing motion of walking back and forth. When she heard the door slide open.

"Thank you. You are dismissed." She said with a smile.

The young man turned on his heel and left. The captain turned to the girl.

"You have two choices. You can either choose to walk away and stay in this room until this war is over or you can be a part of this family and help us defeat the empire. Restoring freedom to the galaxy. Are you ready for this or not?"

"Am I?" The girl said pointing to herself. "You bet I am." She said with excitement.

The captain took the worrier to the storage room. The room had nothing but weapons all stolen from the empire. Different rebel groups proudly having robbed the empire of every single one. The girl grabbed what she was familiar with using.

The captain and worrier boarded the imperial shuttle. As the two took their seats and started the journey. Within a couple of hours, they had reached their destination. They came upon a large space station. Having their ships cereal number cleared at the checkpoint.

They landed at the nearest docking bay. The two went to the back of the ship. Located there were several storage containers. Opening the boxes. The two found imperial uniforms and many other things inside the ships boxes. Quickly dressing in imperial style uniforms. Along with grabbing any extra items the two could spot. The team headed out. Passing by storage rooms and offices. Still no sign of the missing children.

An imperial officer stopped them. Requesting to see there I.D.s. After explaining they were new. The imperial responded with a nod of approval. Taking the captain and child to her office. Once they had their badges. The imperial explained all access was available. Computer files, storage rooms, and more.

As the two left the imperial back to her duties. They scanned the hall looking for the nearest room. Only entering to find this one filled with crates. The next room also only contained crates. As did the third. The warrior swiped her I.D. card at the fourth room.

This room was an office. With a desk and sitting on top of it. A computer. Just their luck. The two grinned at each other. The child kept watching. While the captain searched the computers data banks. When the information was located. The captain grabbed all the flash drives from within the room.

Though she only found a few. She downloaded the information on the missing children. Onto the drives. As the pair continued onward. The captain explained that the children were being held underground. The worrier replied that was probably why she hadn't seen any imperials walk by. When she kept watching.

Either these children were about to be sacrificed. For the sake of pleasing demons or the Imperials were going to be taking pleaser in their mass execution. That was only if the captain's predictions were right. If not, it still wouldn't change how dire the situation would become.

After a few hours. They came a crossed and entered an underground entrance. The pair stood in the very back of a large crowd of imperials. Watching the scene of an unconscious boy laying on a pedestal. An imperial who appeared to be of higher status. Then the ones they had seen earlier that day. Based on the dress where alone. Was holding a knife just below his chest.

"This child is to be punished. For serving the false creator of the galaxy Savitri. Today this boys blood will be used as a tribute. Only for the true gods."

The worrier moved forward in a tense motion. The captain grabbed her shoulder. Forcing her counterpart to stop in place. The captain shook her head sadly. As the warrior looked at her with pleading eyes. The younger turned around realizing that they were to watch events unfold. As the imperial took the knife in one hand. Bringing it plunging down into the boy's chest.

"Another servant of the false god had been rightfully sacrificed."

At this, the crowd cheered with joy. The captain scanned the area. Feather back from where the pedestal lay. The captain rested a hand on the warrior's shoulder. Pointing quietly to where the door was. Not allowing herself to get distracted by the cheering crowd.

The warrior retrieved several smoke bombs from her belt. Rolling them on the ground. As the cheering was replaced with confusion. When the bombs exploded. The warrior grasped the captain's hand. Running to the door the captain pointed towards. The smoke was now clearing as they reached their destination.

The warrior tossed a few more smoke bombs into the crowd. As the captain and warrior drew their blasters. The captain was tackled to the ground. By the imperial that had performed the ritual. It was hard for her to get a clear shot. As both the captain and the imperial wouldn't stay still the two taking hits and exchanging blows at one another.

"Roll to your left." The warrior yelled.

The captain did as she was told. Allowing the younger to take aim. Fairing at the imperial. The man collapsed to the ground dead. As the smoke was clearing once more. The warrior pulled the captain to her feet. The two holstered their blasters. Heading through the door.

"Why did you stop me? We could have saved that boy." The warrior asked as they ran down the hall.

"That's the hardest part of being a member of the rebellion."

She held up a recorder. That had been retrieved from her belt.

"Sometimes in order to gather information. We must see and hear everything."

The captain hooked the recorder. Back onto her belt. They stopped at a door. The first in a long line down the hall. The captain made a countdown with her fingers. The pair quickly drew out their blasters. As they burst into the room. Only to see cages on top of other cages filled with children. The warrior looked down sadly as the captain turned to her.

"I know you're upset about not being able to save that boy. Once we free all of these captives. Along with getting this information back to the rebellion. We will be one step closer to stopping the empire."

The warrior hadn't even realized the captains hand on her shoulder. The captain had now removed her hand. Letting it drop to her side. The warrior locked eyes with the captain. Both took one glance over their shoulders looking at the cages. Noticing the locks on them they took aim with their blasters and fired.