Sorry, I haven't posted a chapter in a long time. I got... sidetracked.
The door to the cockpit slid open, and in the doorway was a Royal Guard. "Master! Master, help, there is a -," screamed CP-30.
"No, no, it's me," said Moss. He took off the helmet and tucked it under his armpit. Cp-30 didn't recognize Moss' voice because it was muffled by the helmet and kept screaming. When droid realized it was only Moss, CP-30 stopped screaming. "That's better," said Moss, taking a seat in the co-pilot's seat.
"I would appreciate it if you didn't scare me like that," said CP-30. The droid turned back to the controls. Moss laughed and put the helmet back on.
"I didn't realize you would freak out the way you did. Well, just focus on the getting to the Star Destroyer. We have to be on that ship and out of the system before the Emperor can make any transmissions," said Moss. He buried his face in his hands and wiped them over his helmet. "I have been hiding for the past year, from no one in particular. But now, we are going into the mouth of the Empire, and deception will be our best friend." Then a thought popped into his mind, but quickly dismissed it. "That's silly," he whispered to himself.
The landing craft rocked a bit as they cleared Bestine IV's atmosphere. The Star Destroyer came into view, and not long after that, a stern voice appeared over the comm. "The Iron Spike gladly accepts the Emperor's presence."
Moss was quick to act, "Thanks, commander, but the Emperor wishes to investigate the capitol for further rebel activity. He has sent his shuttle back up." Moss held his breath, hoping his story would be convincing.
The reply eventually came, "I must say, this is an unexpected move for the Emperor. But we cannot wait for him; we have accepted a mission to the Zhar system. We have to stand watch over the Imperial Enclave on the moon, Gall." The commander sounded a bit annoyed.
"The Emperor says to proceed with any mission you may have, and he will call another Star Destroyer when he is ready," said Moss. After that, the conversation ended. Moss buried his face in his hands. The battle with the Emperor was extremely strenuous, for Moss. He wished that there was something living on bored, besides him, so he could regain some energy by using Force Drain.
A few minutes later, they came to a halt. Moss lifted his head from his hands and saw that they were inside the Star Destroyer. On each side of the shuttle was a 5x5 group of stormtroopers and down the isle they created was a man in a stiff grey uniform. Moss assumed he was the commander.
"Seepee, stay close behind me," ordered Moss. He got up and walked don the boarding ramp with CP-30 on his heels. "Hello, commander," greeted Moss, wondering what he should have said.
The commander nodded. "We were expecting the Emperor, which is why you see the stormtroopers." He craned his neck to see CP-30.
"This is a droid I found on board," explained Moss. "I think he will come in handy with my duties." The commander had a puzzled look. Moss, himself, wondered what those duties were.
Eventually, the commander nodded and said, "Ah, I see." Even though Moss didn't think the commander did. After a moment of silence, which left Moss sweaty and feeling like he is about to pass out, the commander said, "Well, seeing that the Emperor isn't here, I guess you can have his quarters."
The commander turned around and walked towards a hallway. Moss followed who was followed by CP-30. The commander led them down another hall, and then on a an elevator. "We won't be making the jump to hyperspace for a while," said the commander. "We are scanning the system for anything else that may seem out of place. Then it will be a four day trip to Gall." Moss nodded even though the commander had his back turned towards Moss. The elevator stopped and the doors opened. The commander walked out and Moss followed again. The hall was empty, which seemed out of place.
The commander turned one last corner, and motioned towards a door. "This is it," he said.
"Thank you," Moss said, as the commander walked away. Moss and his droid walked through the doorway. It was a large room, grey walls, like everything else on board the ship, created the perimeter of the room. It was neatly furnished with everything a bedroom should have, especially one as important as the Emperor's.
There was an outlet in the corner, which caught Moss' eye. "Seepee, plug yourself into the outlet and securely lock the door." CP-30 did as his master asked. The door clicked, and Moss ordered again, "Make sure all cameras in here are shut off. I am going to bed, so tell me if anyone is coming."
"Yes, sir," said CP-30. Moss took off the helmet and the guard's robes. He was burning up with them on because he still had his robes on. He placed the helmet on an elegant nightstand, and placed the guard's robes on a rack. Moss finally laid down on the bed and took a deep breath. A minute later, he was out like a light.