previously on Superweapon:
the rebels have infiltrated the base, only to find themselves way over there heads. The superweapon is guarded by a mysterious assasin, and a terrifying truth is revealed, as the weapons deadly secrets are uncovered.
The LSF.
They stormed the room, laying waste to the stormtroopers, four troopers and… Someone else.
In seconds, it was all over. The stormtroopers were twisting and turning, flailing their arms like marionettes whose strings had been cut. The troopers took up positions in the corners, as the person with them went straight for the rebels.
The fifth person was covered in a black cloak, with a hood covering his face. When he spoke, his voice had been electronically masked, something that both impressed and annoyed Kanan. He crouched, making his face level with Sabine.
"Are you okay?"
His voice send shivers through Sabines spine. She felt as though she should recognise it, but didn't.
"Yeah… Yeah I'm fine. Who… are you?"
The man didn't answer, but sighed slightly, and moved his head.
"I was sorry to hear about Ezra. I am sorry for your loss. But maybe he deserved his fate."
"Don't say that. Ezra was a great man. Did… Did you know him?"
"Yes…" The man sighed. "The good die young. I knew him. He was a good friend. He was like the brother I never had."
"Then who are you?"
The man sighed.
"I am The Chief. That's all I have left for me now."
"No, I mean…"
"I know what you mean. I was someone, once.
"ENOUGH!"
Both people stood up. The woman was still standing in the middle of the room, and was looking enraged, sparks almost flying from her eyes.
"ENOUGH! I AM ABOUT TO KILL YOU ALL, AND YOU STAND THERE LIKE THIS IS SOME KIND OF….SOCIAL CHAT?! YOUR MEN CAN'T SAVE YOU NOW, YOU COWARD! WHY DON'T YOU STAND AND FIGHT LIKE THE MAN YOU CLAIM TO BE!"
The man stood up, and shrugged of his cloak. Underneath, he was wearing a black Lothal jumpsuit, with a mask covering his face.
"I will not claim to be any man." He said, standing in a battle-ready stance. "I lost that chance. But I will fight any who harm them."
His voice was filled with calm warning, and Sabine wouldn't have dared to stand against him now. The woman didn't even flinch, however. She just reached to her belt, and activated two red lightsabers.
"Like them?" She said, smiling with malice, her voice oozing with false politeness. "Asajj Ventress, at your service."
At that moment, Kanans head exploded with pain.
It was crushing him, worse than it had during order 66. The last time he had felt this pain, it had been in the warehouse, where they had found Ezra. He turned to the crew, one of which was looking absolutely dumbfounded, the other terrified. Sabine would have known who Ventress was, as she had once served in the Imperial Academy. He quickly tried to commune to Zeb:
"She's a Nightsister, a Sith Warrior!" He mouthed.
The Chief, on the other hand, hadn't even flinched at the sight that their new quarry was one of the most fearsome entities in the known Galaxy.
He simply reached to his belt, and activated a lightsaber of his own.