Zairo didn't want to help the Empire, they were who destroyed everything he once knew, rewrote everything he stood for. But he didn't want to die. After death there was nothing he could do, at least if he joined the Empire he could gain their trust. Then he'd be able to leave, maybe steal enough resources to find another Jedi, Senator Organa had claimed he knew of a few survivors.

"I'll... I'll... join the Empire."

"Good, good. You're cooperation is vital for the Empire to succeed."

Palpatine saw the tears welling in Zairo's eyes. He saw the anger and hatred flowing through him. He saw the Empire dominating the known universe.

Bail Organa boarded the Tantive IV, walking in on Zairo attempting to meditate. "Zairo, my boy, my wife welcomes you warmly and urges you to come into the palace immediately."

"Thank you Senator, thank you."

The pair walked through the capital, it was beautiful. Zairo had never left Coruscant; the change of towering scrapers to villas woven into hills was astonishing. They kept on walking until they reached the palace.

Zairo stared out of the window, from up here he could everything, "Why do you need me to help? What can I do that you and your Empire already can't", he demanded.

The Emperor raised his eyebrows, clearly not used to being spoken to in that manner. "Most Jedi are more, how do I put it: unwilling to change. And they must be disposed of."

Zairo looked at him, unsure what to make of it.

"As I presume you are aware of, Lord Vader has acquired some... Inquisitors. Their job is to hunt down the remaining Jedi. The Jedi know what to expect when dealing with my Inquisitors, but they wouldn't be expecting you."

The Emperor reverted his vision back to Zairo.

"And despite the fact it took this long to... find you, we have been monitoring you for a long period of time. We just have been unable to make... contact with you."

Zairo remained silent, but he turned his head to face the Emperor.

"You didn't think you'd slipped through the Empire's radar did you?" The Emperor opened his mouth to continue, but was interrupted by his holocom.

"My Master, The Inquisitor informed me of the boy's capture. We will be landing shortly."

The voice came from a small, blue, flickering image of Darth Vader.

Zairo gulped, if there was one person he despised most it was Darth Vader. Senator Organa once told him, Darth Vader was the one who stormed the Jedi Temple, murdering everyone he once knew. Then, he left the planet searching for the war hero: Anakin Skywalker. Zairo could remember the story well, they fought on a volcanic planet to the death. If Master Skywalker couldn't kill Vader, no one could.