487 years before the battle of Yavin
A man dressed in a darkish brown hooded robe walked down the hallways of the Entdon, a heavily armed military warship.
A door opened before him.
"Captain!", the man said, in an annoyed manner.
"Yes sir?", the captain asked, he was a tall man dressed in a grayish uniform, sweat was dripping down his scarred face, but even though he must have had a lot of wounds, he still showed signs of good motivation and willingness to once again fight a war.
"We're here, drop out of hyperspace."
"But sir, this is in the middle of nowhere…"
"Now, captain!"
The captain nodded slightly, and then proceeded to one of the navigators.
The hooded man walked towards the large windows of the ship's bridge, and removed his hood.
The man had long brown hair, which waved across his back, he had a short beard and a mustache, which were connected to the rest of his hair through sideburns. He was also quite muscled and looked like he was in a top condition.
"Finally, I'm here, my love.", he whispered to himself, silently.
After a few seconds, the ship dropped out of hyperspace, the area it was in seemed normal, except for one thing: Except for the blackness of space and the stars lightening it up, there was a giant black wormhole not too far away from the Entdon, but it was just far away enough to stay out of it's gravitational field.
The captain walked towards the hooded man, "Sir, is this what we've been looking for? Because according to many scientists, this thing would probably send us to our doom, not to a different galaxy."
The cloaked man turned around as quickly as the human eye could perceive, and grabbed the captain by his neck.
"The Force has shown me that we will be safe, pray that it is, because you will be leading the scouting party."
Three standard galactic hours later, a shuttle disappeared into the wormhole, as if it was disintegrated within seconds.
After he saw it disappear, the cloaked man left for his quarters.
Once there, he grabbed a datapad, and pressed a few buttons on it.
Right then, a small hologram appeared, of a beautiful woman.
She was mildly muscled, had a nice body, her face was also beautiful and showed no impurities, she was like the woman of any man's dreams.
The cloaked man watched this blonde silently, and silently began to cry.
A few hours later, the silence was broken by a sharp beeping sound coming from his belt.
The man grabbed of a small metal cube, and pressed on one of it's four buttons.
"Pinnard Ragara here." He said.
The metal cube began to emit a voice, after a while, it began to become clearer and clearer.
"Pin…? Pinnard, is that you?"
Pinnard couldn't believe his ears, it was the voice of his wife: Lanara
The only thing to be heard was a whisper, one made with a smile.
"Pinnard, are you still there?" Lanara said, through the communication cube.
"Stay right where you are. I will set course to you immediately, captain, what are your coordinates?", Pinnard said.
"I'm afraid the captain can't speak to you right now, dear."
"Why not?"
"Because I'm about to kill the bastard."
"What!"
The last thing he heard before communication became cut off, was the sound of a blaster shot, a short scream, and something hitting the ground.
Pinnard threw down the cube, and ran towards the ship's bridge as soon as possible.
"Navigator! Set course for the wormhole!" He screamed as he came in.
"As you wish, sir." He responded.
Pinnard pointed towards one of the security officers, "Make sure that every available troop and pilot reports to hangar zero-three right now."
Before the officer could even respond, Pinnard left the bridge, heading for hangar 03.
Not more then ten minutes later Pinnard stood on a platform overseeing, just as he commanded, every single troop and pilot available, which were about 150 people.
After they were all in formation, he started speaking to them.
"As you might know, we are headed for the wormhole. Why? Those reasons are to me, I hired you all, and you will do as I say, until the contract expires.
All you need to know is that I want this woman", he pointed towards a large screen showing the woman he watched with his datapad, "alive and well as soon as possible, should any of you hurt her, then you will suffer more then you could possibly imagine."
He walked down the platform, still speaking through a microphone, "I will lead this… 'expedition' myself, which will, hopefully, 'motivate' you."
He looked at the holoscreen, which now viewed through a camera in the bridge, showing how the wormholewas about to be entered.
The last thing he said before they entered was: "Let the hunt begin."