Chapter Two
On Coruscant, the Imperial palace lies in ruins. Only half of the building is still standing.
Avery Contra, a mechanical eye patch now covering his left eye hole and the slash on his face and a robotical arm now attached to his left shoulder, is pacing around what used to be Zograf's clone lab.
"It is now time?" asked Contra.
"Yes." said an unseen figure from within Zograf's old workstation, "But we now have to slightly alter our plans due to Joseph's untimely death several years ago."
"Yes, but we didn't really need him anyway, did we?" asked Contra.
"Have you failed to remember that most of our plan would not have been possible had he not made a clone for me?" asked the unseen figure fiercely.
Contra sighed impatiently. "Yes, but besides that, I meant how could he be useful to us now?"
"Because we could have used all the help we can afford." said the voice.
"But it's only one Jedi we have to kill now. Surely you and me are enough to take down one Jedi?"
"We don't know if it's just one Jedi. She might have rounded up other survivors by now." said the voice, "There is no room for errors this time."
Contra flexed his new robotical arm around.
"Well, as long as I am forced to wear these attachments, I might as well use them. I need to kill another Jedi before I get over that humiliation I suffered years ago."
"Yes, but first we need to find her." said the voice, "She has been in hiding since Vader killed her Jedi partner on the Death Star. You and I are now the only bits of the Empire left who can do anything for now. We need to plan this right, because if you remember, the last time I rushed into a decision, I got killed on Kamino."
"But you technically didn't suffer from that. I was in recovery for five years! I almost died! Do you remember that?"
"Yes, I remember." said the voice a little impatiently, "I understand that you suffered, but I am still the Emperor here."
Contra sighed.
"Fine. What do we do first?"
"Well, we need to think of places that she could be hiding. Then we can think of how best to take her out."
Contra suddenly froze, looking towards the dark interior of Zograf's workroom.
"I think I know where she might be." he said slowly, "Remember when Zograf told you what he overheard during one of their transmissions?"
"Yes." said the voice.
"Well, when I viewed the recording of it and unscrambled the signal, I found out that Frucle was talking about an oracle. The Jedi might still be hiding there."
"Do you know where this oracle is located?" asked the voice.
"No. But I know that only aliens can find this particular one. Humans don't seem to have the ability unless an alien leads them there. I'm sure I can feel it out though. My attachments have some special features that I can use."
"Then take a ship and try to find this oracle." said the voice, "But remember; if you find her there, do not engage her. Tell me first, then I will assist you."
"Got it." said Contra.
He turned and walked toward an opening in the collapsed wall of Zograf's lab that faced the landing platform.
Before climbing through it, he looked back and said "By the way, what are you going to do in the meantime?"
When he turned, he saw that the figure he had been speaking to had come out of Zograf's workroom.
Emperor Jinx, his hair overgrown, his scruffy beard much more pronounced than before, replied "Well, I have my own revenge scenario to work on, don't I?"
Contra nodded to him, then climbed out of the wall of the palace, got into a shuttle that had not been damaged by the explosion, and took off.