Author's Note: Greetings from a Galaxy Far, Far, Away. This is my character's story in the Star Wars universe. Star Wars is owned by Disney and LucasArts. I claim no rights to the characters of Star Wars and simply wrote this for fun. Fun illustrated images will be showing up on Deviant Art under Diana Hart Voices. Feel free to check it out when they come out. Thanks for reading. (Some words are in Mando'a, the Mandalorian Language, there is a translator available on google.)

Chapter 26

They arrived at the location of the recommended individual, and before they could knock on the door, he opened it and pulled them in, looking around before closing the door behind them. He didn't hesitate to pull Trisk to his desk and began to examine her arm.

"You don't wait around do you?" Trisk asked with jest in her voice.

He shushed her and pulled out a device and set it on the table. Setting it up to hover over her arm in front of his vision, the clear screen changed and illuminated the bone structure of her arm. There was a foreign object on her wrist, just like they believed.

Pressing a few buttons, the screen changed again to show a more detailed scan, but it still didn't show specifically what it was. He kept working, changing the screen often to try to scan the object. Several times he even changed the programming to break through whatever was cloaking the device from view. Finally, they could get a clear picture of what was connected to her.

"That is a tracking device." The man said. "It transmits her location constantly."

"We thought as much." Meric stated leaning down and looking at the scan. "How do we get rid of it?"

"We can't." He said while deactivating the screen. "It's basically welded to her bones, and by the looks of it, any chance of removing it could set of an explosion the size of a Thermal Detonator. Even removing the limb could cause it to go off before anyone could get to safety."

"Then how do we deactivate it?" Trisk asked.

The technician thought for a bit. "It would have to have the circuits overloaded. That way the bomb wouldn't go off, and it would stop transmitting a location. But it would have to be a very powerful electrical shock. I'm not certain she would survive."

She sighed. "Thrawn really wanted to make sure he didn't lose me, huh?"

Her husband was silent for a moment. "But if he knew your location this whole time, why didn't he try to recapture you when you were on Mandalore? He had plenty of opportunities to take you back again. So, why hasn't he?"

"You're saying..." Trisk wondered.

"I'm saying he's using us to find Rebels or anyone who would be considered an enemy of the Empire. The smugglers, the rogue troopers, everything else we helped with, he was there to undo our work." Meric concluded. "Whether you wanted to or not, he found a way to make you help him."

Trisk went ridged. She was furious.

Meric grabbed her hands. "Trisk, calm down. We just need to finish this battle, and you will be free of him. He'll come to Batonn next, so we can confront him here. If we stay here long enough, he can fall into our trap."

The Chiss let out a breath and nodded. They needed to prepare for his arrival.

Thrawn stood at the bridge of the Chimaera studying his latest assignment. Insurgence all across the Galaxy that he and several other were tasked with to end. It was becoming a bigger problem for the Empire and he needed to find a way to help the Empire to gain back control.

"Admiral Thrawn, Sir." An Officer caught his attention.

Thrawn looked up. "What is it?"

"You asked for an update on the Jedi's tracker. We found her on Batonn." He reported.

"Batonn." Thrawn confirmed and looked back at the assignment. "Batonn is one of the risk planets. Set course for the planet."

The Officer saluted and went to carry out the order. Walking over to a holoterminal, Thrawn made a call. Knowing this would be a bigger battle, he wanted to have someone to be able to fight a Jedi if he needed it.

The call was answered and Thrawn began to speak. "I am in need of someone with your skills. Meet me on Batonn, you will be paid handsomely."

The figure nodded and the call ended quickly. Thrawn looked away and turned to watch as his ship went into hyperspace. One of his biggest achievements would be coming soon.