Ky'ram sat outside the hangar bay that the Kom'rk class fighter sat in waiting for his meeting with the General. She had said that speaking with him was a priority and that she would send a squad to retrieve him when ready. Until then he was to stay in the hangar bays or in his bunk. He had no qualms with this as he had nowhere else to really go.

In his left hand he clasped his saber hilt tightly, in his right the flask that was always found on his person. His helmet was clipped to his belt where his blaster used to be. Anyone who came near would smell the alcohol but those that stopped to speak with him would know he was as sober as everyone else on base.

Skye and him hadn't spoken in two weeks, not since the revelations in the hangar. The weariness of the last month shown on his face in the form of an untrimmed beard and his hair completely unkempt. The scent of alcohol stained him due to his month of near excessive drinking. Ky'ram would adamantly state that he knew his limit and those that spent time around him knew this to be true.

As he began to raise the flask to his mouth, yet again, he spotted a group of soldiers walking in lock step towards him. The mercenary stood up quickly as they approached, clipped his saber to his belt while hiding the flask, and straightened his hair as much as possible. Before the lead could speak to him he nodded and signaled for them to lead the way.

They arrived shortly at the main debriefing room of the base where the General awaitied. She thanked the soldiers and then asked them to leave, waiting for them all to exit before speaking.

"Ky'ram how are you feeling?" the General asked him.

He appeared to be taken aback at this. Her showing concern for his wellbeing was the last thing he expected. After such a large loss as that of an entire capital class cruiser he expected to immediately be sent back out on missions. Regaining his composure, he looked the General in the eye.

"I'm doing better now." Ky'ram responded a slight grin forcing its way out. "I mean another day or two to be back at one hundred percent but if you need me for a mission then I am good to go."

"I may but that depends on your answer to the next question." The General told the man.

"And what would that be?" he asked tilting his head slightly.

"Was your decision made in haste and without thought to what the fallout would be?" The General asked, her voice dropping into slight concern.

"It wasn't my decision." Ky'ram answered immediately.

"Skye's report said that you planned on making the attack yourself. You disobeyed her order and went through with a plan that you came up with. Where did you lose the decision?" The General questioned.

"Well she is correct on all of that." Ky'ram chuckled at the technicality. "But when it came time I had planned for Rino to stay behind. He locked me out of the ships systems and refused to take off until I exited the cockpit. As soon as I had he took off to deliver the payload despite my protests. If it had been my decision we would not be having this conversation."

"Well that puts my mind at ease." The General responded. "Depite Rino being a droid they deserve life as much as we do. I was worried I had a soldier who was willing to sacrifice others to save his own life."

"I would never think of doing that Ma'am. If we could have me and Skye would have destroyed the Eclipse without the resistance backup. It just wasn't possible." Ky'ram explained his thought process to her.

"Then I have a very important mission for you." The General told him, watching as the mercenary straightened up and dropped into his normal stance. "I take it you've noticed Skye has not been around the base lately?"

"No." Ky'ram answered quickly. "I assumed she was avoiding me after our last encounter. It didn't end on the best of terms."

"I needed someone to keep investigating the First Orders superweapons programs." The General explained. "To this end I sent her to Mustafar since it appeared that they had reactivated the factory there to speed up production. She was supposed to report in two days ago. I want you to go and find her."

"Ma'am I am willing to do this but I have no ship." Ky'ram reminded her kicking some dust on the ground.

"That is why I am giving you the Kom'rk class Starfighter." The General informed him, holding a hand up before he could interrupt her. "It's one of your people's creations and you deserve it more than anyone on base currently. Head out immediately."

"Yes Ma'am." Ky'ram said as he saluted and left the room…

He hated the quiet of hyperspace. The ship was large and provided him the ability to move around in hyperspace but it also held recent memories which he hadn't wanted to relive just yet. Avoiding all the emotional connections he could Ky'ram had stayed in the cockpit for the entirety of his trip.

A short alarm went off to alert him of his impending real space reversion. As he dropped out of hyperspace a distress beacon began to go off on his radar. Locking onto its signal he made his way to the service near one of the many landing zones littered with abandoned ships. No life signs came up on his sweeps as he landed.

He began to descend the ramp, his lightsaber in hand, and make his way into the facility. Crossing the first threshold he found dead Stormtroopers and technicians. Most were dead to blaster bolts though a few looked as though they had been thrown into bulkheads.

Noting the different signs, he moved into the next room where his instincts began to yell at him to leave. Most of the troopers looked to have died from a massive concussive wave, but there were no scorch marks on the floors, walls, or ceilings to indicate an explosion.

As he moved through the base, more and more signs appeared showing multiple fights but almost no signs of weapons usage. Following the signal of the beacon he soon arrived to one of the landing pads on the opposite side of the base.

The first thing he noticed was a barely living Shadow Guard leaning against a wall. His saber staff was nowhere near him and his armor was all but destroyed. Ky'ram immediately approached the soldier his lightsaber now active and glowing its orange hue.

"Where is the girl that you fought?" he asked holding the blade against the man's neck.

The guard began to laugh between coughs before speaking, "If you only knew."

"What happened!" Ky'ram screamed as he raised his blade back.

The guard began to raise his hand to point at something when his life left him and his arm dropped back down. Ky'ram lowered his blade in exasperation as he ran towards where the guard had last been pointing. Walking towards the edge of the platform he found an orange and white B-wing sinking into the lava. As it sunk lower and lower the beacon stopped and Ky'ram slowly pulled out a holotransciever.

Keying in a sequence a small image of the General appeared in his hands. She looked surprised to only see the man.

"General I am going to be returning to base soon than expected." Ky'ram solemnly told her.

"Understood Commander." The General nodded in acceptance. "Your report can wait till you get back here."

"Thank you Ma'am." Ky'ram saluted before cutting the connection and falling to his knees.

Around him the platform began to slowly buckle and the loose items on it flew towards him. They orbited him for a moment before flying out randomly, most landing in the lava below. Standing up and composing himself he walked off the platform, making sure it stayed suspended until he was clear, and then allowed the hunk of metal to sink into the river below…