We wanted to tell you all about what the rebels is doing but something is stirring in the dark side that demanded our focus.
On one particular Star Destroyer in space, the fates of three faithful servants would be met. The Grand Inquisitor, Fifth Brother and Seventh Sister waited to meet with their master; Darth Vader.
As the Grand Inquisitor and Seventh Sister waited in their corridors, Fifth Brother walked around the shuttle to ease his nerves at their master's impending arrival and what action he will take towards them.
"How did it come to this? Why did the Grand Inquisitor have to defy Master Vader's orders? What was so darn special about that boy!? It was not worth this stress!"
When the boy had been brought in, the idea had been to offer him a chance to join or kill him otherwise. Instead the Grand Inquisitor had persuaded Vader in letting the boy remain alive and let him train. The Grand Inquisitor reasoned the boy had potential and that Vadar had his hands tied with more important imperial work. So the Grand Inquisitor got his way, like he usually did. Why did he hold such favor when he should have it? The Fifth Brother was much better suited for this. How had the Grand Inquisitor managed to persuade their master keep the child himself? the Fifth Brother did not know nor did he care. What the Fifth Brother did care about was that the decision now had landed them in deep trouble with their master. They were facing their masters wrath because of that. The Fifth Brother had trained the brat a few times and found the child resistful and a nuisance all the way through, he would of killed the boy if the Inquisitor had not stopped him. If he had, then they would not be in this situation now. All these thoughts races through the Brother's mind.
If it were him, he would of eliminated the boy the second the boy was in sight. It was what they were ordered to do. That was what the Inquisitors were supposed to do; follow their master's orders to eliminate any remain Jedi or force users, and eliminate those who refused to join them.
The Fifth Brother looked out into space in deep thought as to how he could make this right. Their orders were to recapture the boy and Jedi, but the task seemed impossible. Every time they Empire got close them, the rebel scum ended up escaping their grasp. It would be easy to just eliminate the two, end this vendetta against the Jedi and the boy and get back to hunting the force user's who are going under the radar.
After all the Jedi proved too stubborn to keep captive, he had not told them anything when they had tortured him. When the Fifth had a turn at him, he had beaten the man for hours, even broken one of his ribs, resulting in cries and moans out of the Jedi. A few times the man had even pleaded for the pain to stop but the Fifth refused to do anything of the sort. The few times he had managed to get that to happen, the Fifth Brother honestly believed he had broken the man but the Grand Inquisitor now claimed it had only happened because of the drugs injected into the jedi. It made him furious to think that the Grand Inquisitor refused to acknowledge his success while the Pau'un himself had not even gotten to that point where he could get the man to plead. It was purely out of jealousy the Grand Inquisitor had for the Fifth's success.
Normally he could break whoever he had to, but not the jedi which made him furious at the man. How dared the jedi to try and resist the might of empire, of him? What did the jedi have that made him able to resist such pain? It was not the first time that the Fifth Brother handled humans.
The boy had fought him through the force and the sheer power had been enough to push him several meters away at a point where he had tried to run. The first time the boy had ran had happened in the middle of his lecture about how to kill the component. That of course was interesting and showed how powerful the boy was but it also made him a risk since the boy seemed dead set on resisting anything he was taught.
Vader was not a fool. Perhaps he could be talked to, reasoned that it is easier to get rid of the problem permanently then attempt something that has proven complicated. Even more since Vader seemed unhappy with the Grand Inquisitor perhaps he could convince Vader to listen to him instead of the Grand Inquisitor. Maybe even on a permanent basis he could take that position as his own. The Fifth Brother knew he would not be only one wishing to take over the Seventh Sister was also going for the position but while she certainly was sadistic in her own way and always mocked him she always ended up needing him. The female was physical week which made him more suited to lead than her.
The Fifth Brother decided to make an attempt to reason. As he looked out into space, his heart leapt when he saw Vadar's ship coming out of hyperspace. The young Inquisitor took a deep breath; it was now or never.
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The Seventh Sister arrived to the meeting room, where the Fifth Brother and Grand Inquisitor were already kneeling to the desk with the dark figure. Seventh took her place and kneel beside her brother, behind the Grand Inquisitor (much to her dismay).
"I'm here master," She greeted coldly.
The Seventh Sister heard her Mater rise, "Rise," Vader ordered. The three did so in unison.
As the Seventh sister looked up though, she noticed The Grand Inquisitor had a scar at his neck. it looked deep, and painful. It made her think where he got such a mark from. they had not gone to hand and hand combat for a bit. Even so it intrigued her if the Grand Inquisitor was wounded, that might mean the Pau'un was weakening.
The Seventh Sister though had no time to dwell on the matter, cause Vader then spoke.
"My students," Vadar spoke darkly, "You have failed me once again. Both the boy and the jedi have escaped your grasp, and make a mockery of your teaching's."
"Master," The Grand Inquisitor spoke, only for Vadar to slam his fist down onto the desk, cracking the top in half,
"Do not interrupt! You have failed me more than anyone" roared the sith.
The Seventh Sister smiled, the Grand Inquisitor was being belittled by their master, this was perfect. For a long time she had craved to get his position. After all she deserved it. Seventh sister was more intuned with the dark side than either Grand Inquisitor or Fifth brother. While Fifth was all about the kill, he lacked the art of pure torment; the desire to make the enemy experience true pain. To be head of the Inquisitors would mean one had to be the best of the best. She excelled at torture, was intune with the dark side and good at strategic decisions, she would fit the role much better than the Fifth Brother. Perhaps Vader would be willing to appoint her if the Pau'un was in troubles. It was no doubt master Vader that had given the Grand Inquisitor his scars as punishment for his failure.
The Seventh Sister would love to be the next Grand Inquisitor. If she could take over she would no longer have to worry about the Pau'un being down her neck about everything and finally have the opportunity to get rid of The Fifth Brother. As much as she hated the Grand Inquisitor he at least had a brain while The Fifth Brother was an idiot with much more muscles than brain.
If she could convince Vader she could enact her revenge on the Grand Inquisitor which had more times than she could count humiliated her in front of their master by pointing out her failures. More than one time he had been in charge of her punishment and he had taken great pleasure in it. The Grand Inquisitor deserved to pay for that and she would make sure he did. The Seventh Sister would have to wait and see for her opening.
Vadar continued, "This rebellion is already creating a nuisance to the Empire, but now with the escape of the jedi, and the boy, word is spreading that the Empire might be losing control."
Vadar then pointed to the Seventh Sister, her heart skipping several beats, she feared of being on the receiving end of her masters wrath. The few times she had managed to anger him she had gotten some very harsh and cruel punishment, she did not want that again.
"Why do you think our attempt to recapture the two has failed? Why do they keep eluding us?
The Seventh Sister knew she had to speak, so she chose what she said carefully,
"It appears that despite imperial number's in locating the two, their rebel allies have proven to be...surprising.
Vader looked straight at her, sending a shiver up her spine,
Seventh continued, "The rebellion is small, that is obvious; but they are growing everyday. We do not comprehend that they are capable of not only calling in on allies but to use strategy just as we have."
Vadar then asked darkly, "So, you are saying the Empire and us are incompetent to a tiny rebellion,"
Seventh Sister knew she made a mistake, "No Lord Vadar….what I am saying is-,"
Jus then she felt it, her airway constriction, she tried to grasp the force to release her but it was no use. Fear filled her as she struggled to breath scared, that her master would end her life, he certainly was furious enough to do so.
"Remember child, we the Empire are still in control,"
The Seventh Sister nodded her head as much as she could, finally she felt sweet air enter her lungs once more.
Darth Vadar spoke, "You do bring up a point however sister," Vadar looked out into space as he came to the conclusion, "The rebellion is smarter than we give them credit for. Smarter though, does not mean stronger."
"Master," Spoke the Fifth Brother, "May I speak?"
Vadar nodded his head, "You may."
Fifth Brother took a deep breath like he was about to have his finale thought ever.
"It appears that while the Empire is doing well with containment since the...incident," Fifth Brother than looked to his teacher, who gave him the darkest look. "But perhaps the Empire's time and resources should be focused on more pressing matters."
Vader's fist clenched, "What matter do you find we are wasting time with."
Seventh Sister saw the Fifth Brother struggle to find his words, but he gulped those concerns down as he continued, "Master, Our mission is to retrieve both boy and Jedi. However they have proven to elude us. Perhaps we should eliminate the problem all together, so that we may better coordinate our time on pressing matter."
In that moment time froze, it was like Vadar was stuck in place when suddenly he stretched his hand out, and launched the force at the Fifth Brother so that he would hit the wall hard. So hard it left a dent.
Seventh Sister was about to go see how bad the Fifth Brother had been bruised, she loved to see serious injuries, but the Grand Inquisitor stopped her. Seventh Sister understood this was not the place for curiosity in the gorey nature.
"Why do you think we hunt the boy and Jedi!? For Kicks!? Do you find it to be a GAME!?"
Vadar roared so loudly, The Fifth Brother hadn't even registered he was able to comprehend what the Sith was saying.
Vadar then turned from where the Fifth Brother was scrambling to regain his composure when the he approached the remaining Inquisitor's.
"Seventh Sister, you brought up a good point; the rebellion is becoming smarter. Why do you think that is?" Vadar waited only a second for an answer when he replied, "Because of inside knowledge. Because one of you thought he deserved a student. So it is because of that misplaced judgement that a boy learned about the Imperial intel and a jedi with the rebellion was able to learn about our locations."
The Seventh Sister saw the Grand Inquisitor was deep in thought, like he wanted to say something, but dared to speak.
Vadar appeared to have sensed it as well, "Student," He remarked as he faced the Grand Inquisitor, "What do you wish to question."
The Inquisitor spoke, not looking into Vadar's mask, "Master, I do not question, but inform. We have recently located two rebels within the imperial prison units. Two prisoners that are of interest to both the Jedi and the student. Mira and Ephriam Bridger."
Vadar was silent, so The Grand Inquisitor continued, "With our mole within the ranks, we can easily leak intel of where they are, hence luring the rebels into the perfect trap."
Vadar thought for a moment, "A decent plan student. Let us see how it will unfold, but do not dare fail me again" Vadar turned before he replied, "Dismissed,"
Seventh Sister immediately turned to get out of the room. Despite her eagerness to please Master Vadar, she knew now was not the time to bring up possible opening positions. Even so she reflected on what had happened due to the child.
The Seventh Sister had been charged with teaching the boy a few things and what a pleasure that had been. The boy had been unwilling to learn and she had taken it as her duty to punish and force him to the break at every turn.
When the boy had resisted training she had found an old and rusty knife which she had used to cut in him and then rubbed dust into the open wounds to infect them. The Seventh Sister had broken into his mind and only left when he had learned to force her out. The small unwilling child had been ever so fun to teach, his resistance had given her an excuse to torture the Grand Inquisitor's small pet. To hear him scream gave her a warm feeling in her chest. If she got his position she could play some more with the boy, that alone was worth pursuing. Yet as fun as it had been to teach the boy, the jedi was even more intriguing.
The man had refused to reveal anything despite her best attempts, she had burned him repeatedly with her lightsaber. Yet before she had a chance to up her game she had been ordered to stay at a distance due to her flirting. The Seventh Sister did not understand what the problem was with that he was handsome yes, she flirted and she did her job regardless. Even so she had not had a chance to get him but the next time … well she had prepared new ways to torture him when they met again.
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Vadar moved across the halls swiftly like a dark ghost. The Sith Lord met no one as he made his way to his conference area. This while he reflected on his students poorly lack of results. They had a simple task, capture two humans and yet they failed that easy task If they did not stop their constant infight and present results he would have to punish them. There had always been infighting between them but lately it had been worse than ever. If it did not get better he would end up being punished himself. After all his own master did not have much patient and the fact he had to deal with this did not bold well for him if the emperor felt there was a lack of effort and results. As he entered the darkened room, he turned on the holoprojector .
There came the face of the thin elderly man who showed no emotion. Darth Vadar respected Governor Tarkin for that.
"Ah, Vadar. I trust this call is of importance."
Vadar nodded his head as he revealed to him, "Governor Tarkin, I am making this call to let you know that the rebels that have been causing trouble in your region will no longer be of concern for you."
Tarkin asked calmly, "and why is that?"
Vadar spoke, "Mira and Ephriam Bridger are being transferred to my Star Destroyer as we speak. Once here we will have the lure we require to attract the rebel cell to our location.
"We have a mole in place to give them the false knowledge that the are to be transported to another location, that they will have a limited time frame to come and attempt a rescue. I do not doubt this rebel cell that has been seen over Lothal will arrive, with one of their own affected so much by these prisoners."
Vadar saw the holo image, but could have sworn it was on the fritz. Because for one moment, it looked like Tarkin had smiled, just briefly.
"Ah, pride. It can lead the most capable of man into the simplest of traps" Tarkin said.
"Indeed" Vader said.
After that then you can kill all three of them" Tarkin demanded.
"Not yet, first I want to see if he can be my apprentice" Vader protested.
"That has already been tried with no luck, kill all three of them and get it over with" Tarkin demanded.
"After I have tried Governor Tarkin" Vader made his stance.
"Why do you want to try. I remember him from the two meetings he was in at my office with the Grand Inquisitor. While the child behaved and sat still and did not run or anything like those irritating brats tend to do. Yet the boy obvious need discipline he just sat staring at me without giving us anything of relevance just repeating that he did not know anything. The boy even dared try to run out when we were not looking discussing the jedi so the Grand Inquisitor had to run out of the meeting. While I do approve of the Grand Inquisitor's teaching techniques I am against wasting any more resources on that stupid brat. Because of the boy we now have a number of bases which is being broken into because he has told them, he is a symbol of rebellion since he is escaped and he liberated the Jedi right under the Inquisitor's nose. I say we kill the boy and his parents and end their stupid little rebellion. If you want to keep the jedi fine by me" Tarkin said.
"Indeed but the boy is powerful in the force so I wish to try to teach him as I have done all the Inquisitor's. Force sensitives are rare, force sensitives with that high a mediclorian count are extremely rare. Not to mention he has a special force ability not even the emperor has heard about before. While my pupil has failed I am sure I can succeed, and when I do we will be able to trace the force sensitives much easier through the boy. If the boy won't be taught have no fear I will kill him myself. I have done so with those who has disappointed me before. As for the Jedi I will drag every last bit of pain out of him before killing him. The crew will be forced to watch as their jedi will end unless they will reveal the location of the rebels. Should the jedi die before that I will simply continue with them" Vader said.
Tarkin looked at Vader before he nodded.
"Very well but don't waste too much time on the boy, I must go, other matters require my presence" Tarkin said before he signed off.
Vader nodded and left the room.
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The Grand Inquisitor sat in his corridors, calming his mind in a meditative state. However, after such an intense meeting, he could not help but to become infuriated by his situation. If this plan to reclaim the boy and Jedi failed, then there is no telling his fate. That was when anger boiled inside him, all that because of that stupid little street rat and the jedi. Because of those two his master was one step away from killing him. Seventh Sister and Fifth Brother was hoping for him to fail and take over his position. Despite both of them being grossly unqualified to lead. The Fifth Brother was pure strength but did not have an ounce of brain power while the Seventh Sister is to focused on her own pleasure in torture rather than what it would take to lead. Those two could not lead a single group of stormtroopers if there lives was depending on it.
The Grand Inquisitor could feel how he had lost the respect of Vader and his subordinates. The Grand Inquisitor had even had to stop the Seventh Sister from trying to take a look when the Fifth Brother was punished. Had he not intervened and stopped her, both of them had ended up being punished too. The Grand Inquisitor could tell that there master was displeased about their infighting.
How had it gone so wrong? The boy had escaped, helped the jedi and used the dark side. First there was the Jedi a pathetic weakling whose very existence was an insult to him. The man did not deserve to live, did not have a right to live. When he first had found him he was thrilled at getting a chance to finally break the man, but as time had passed it was evident that the man would not break. Starving and dehydration had not done anything neither had the cut, burns, slashes, beatings, broken ribs, torture droids or drugs. This while the Seventh Sister had been more interested in flirting with the weakling. Why could that stupid woman never focus when he needed her too, he had been forced to step in before something came out of this. After that the torture had continued using the brute of the Fifth Brother to break more bones but still had the human not said anything. How could such a weak and pathetic human endure so much pain without breaking? The only time he had made any progress was when he had seen the memory of the demise of the man's master. So perhaps that was way to get to the man - through his past, he certainly intended to make up for his failure. Jarrus would either submit to him or die ... whatever came first.
Then there was the boy, which had been resisting the use of the dark side until he had ran. Why had the boy used the dark side? The Inquisitor had tried to make the boy do this in any way possible. The boy had rejected it all which made him furious. Had he lost his touch? Could a small child really resist all this?
The Inquisitor had tried to threaten the boy with torture and when the treats had not worked, he had restored to the very same torture. The Inquisitor had tried close to anything he could think of to break the boy but the rat had just taken the beatings and starvation and continued to resist. The Inquisitor had shielded the boy from Tarkin's order only for the boy to make a run for it when he could making him lose face to Grand Moff Tarkin himself. That of course had been punished by him and after that he had increased the torture but still the boy refused. The Inquisitor had even tried to offer the boy to see his parents as a last resort. Through all of it the stupid brad had rejected him and he would make the boy pay for that. No one said no to him, especially not a stupid little street rat. Yet suddenly the brat had done it. Why had the boy suddenly done it so freely?
Suddenly it hit him, the jedi, the man had been about to be killed, the boy had feared for someone he cared for. He had found the boys weak spot. The boy embarrassed the dark side when he wanted to save people he cared about that was the key. If he could capture the two he could torture the Jedi until the boy would break down and embrace the dark side. That was after he was done harshly punishing the boy for running away.
That was a good beginning but he needed to know more, more about how the boy worked. Fortunately he had the boys parents and with them and they would tell him about their brat of a son. The Inquisitor raised and started talking to the detention cell. As he reached the correct cell he gestured for the guards to follow him in to the cell. They sat on the bench in cuffs the parents of street rat.
Both of them a glared at him.
"What is it now? Is it not enough we are looked up and cuffed, do we now have to look at you too?" Ephriam growled to him.
The Inquisitor felt anger build up and lifted the man up through the force and threw him into the wall. The man cried out in pain and felt to the ground but he did not lose consciousness.
"Ephriam" Mira screamed getting up trying to get to him.
"Hold him up" he ordered the troopers who forced him to stand up and hold him preventing him from going over to them.
While they did this he grabbed the woman's arm and forced her backward to him.
"You are a monster, you are nothing more than a overgrown bully" Mira screamed to him with tears in her eyes.
"Talk like that and you and your husband will get a single ticket to the interrogation room. If you want to spare you and Ephriam from hours of torture I will advise you to listen. I want to know some things about your son" the Inquisitor said.
"Mira don't do it that man don't deserve to know anything about our son" Ephriam called.
The Grand Inquisitor was furious that they keep interrupt him but it also showed that they were just as determined to resist him that their son.
"Now if you will tell me everything you know about you son from when you lived with him" the Inquisitor asked.
For a few second the woman just stared him.
"No I won't do that" Mira said.
Tired of getting no where he broke into her mind to get his answer. The woman cried out and tried to resist him. The Inquisitor was surprised at how much resistance a woman without the force and any training could fight against him. Even so she could not block him and he started to look through her memory with her son.
"Mira no, stop you bastard" Ephriam screamed while fighting against the troopers holding him.
The woman was shaking as he dived deeper into her memory and she cried out in pain again. The Inquisitor couldn't care less as long as he learned more about the child but suddenly she felt unconscious. The Inquisitor growled irritated over the interruption, humans was so weak.
"Mira" Ephriam screamed completely desperat.
The Inquisitor came over to him.
"Perhaps you can be more helpful, that if you want to save your wife from a trip to the interrogation room. You love her very much right? I can sense it in you" the Inquisitor said.
Ephriam looked at him with deep hate in his eye before he looked at his wife full of fear and love.
"No I won't help you" Ephriam said.
The Inquisitor growled and pushed a button for reinforcement which joined him shortly.
"Transport those two to an interrogation cell. Let us see if they hold up again torture as well as their son does" the Inquisitor said.
"You monster you tortured our son" screamed Ephriam as the troopers forced him and Mira out of the cell. The Inquisitor smiled as the door slammed close and they moved down the hallway. The Inquisitor would not be denied, he would get everything he could on the street rat. That way he could break the boy and find if the boy had more weak parts he could explore.
A/N There you have it, losts of chils and darkness. Hopes you like it. We should tell you there might be a little while before the next chapter update as we need to write some more to stay ahead.