Disclaimer: I do not own the Star Wars characters. I just made up the story and Umber.
The stormtroopers had longer legs than Jaina, and she had to walk swiftly to keep up. She was trying to think of a way to get escape from this place, but nothing had fit into place. Even if she could break away from armed stormtroopers, where would she go? If she managed to get to an escape pod, they would surely shoot her down.
At least she had an idea of where she was. This was a large ship, apparently a star destroyer. And she was pretty sure that they were far from Yavin 4.
The stormtroopers rounded a corner and two more stormtroopers slid open a pair of double doors and escorted them inside.
A heavily guarded man stood there, facing a window. He turned to face Jaina. He was human, as the Emperor had always preferred in his followers, and was in his late forties. His face seemed empty, but his body agile and strong.
"Jaina Solo."
"What do you want?" Jaina used one of the two only weapons she had left—her spirit.
He laughed! "Well, a feisty one. Do you know who I am?" Jaina was silent. "I am Grand Admiral Umber."
"There are no Grand Admirals left," Jaina said defiantly. "You must have promoted yourself."
"Quite the contrary, my little Jedi. The Emperor promoted me."
"The Emperor is dead."
"Yes, but he hasn't always been."
"Why am I here?" Jaina got to the point.
"You are the bait of my trap."
"What?"
"I needed a way to lure your parents and Luke Skywalker here to their deaths. With the threat of them out of the way, I can take over the galaxy quite easily."
"Where's my brother?"
"Why, back on Yavin 4, if he knows what's good for him. After I get through with Skywalker and his friends, I will destroy the little academy."
Jaina drew in her breath sharply. "You—you—you—"
"Oh, I would mind my manners if I were you, young lady."
"You can't tell me what to do!"
"Yes I can. And I would suggest that you listen to me."
His voice was maddeningly calm. Jaina lost it. She reached out to the Force, her last remaining weapon, and sent a large black box that had been lying near her feet flying at him. Halfway there, it halted, hung in the air for a minute, then dropped harmlessly to the ground.
"I wouldn't do that if I were you," he said, no longer smiling.
Jacen! She called though the Force. Jacen!
But it was like whispering normally across a star system. He couldn't hear her. They were separated.
"He can't hear you," Umber said, grinning again.
He knew. He could use the Force. The Dark Jedi were still around. This man was proof.
"Sith…" Jaina murmured under her breath. He was a Sith. Had to be.
"Now," Umber said. "You must make a decision. Will you or won't you cooperate with me?"
"I won't if you're going to kill my family," Jaina stuck out her chin and glared at him.
"There are ways to make you obey me, young Jaina."
Jaina scowled.
"And you will. Trust me, you will obey me."