Astrid and Heather made their way to Berk's command centre. This was where all the militarily operations took place and at the moment it was busier than normal. People were running around with reports and recording information.

They found Stoick in the centre of the command centre talking with the other Berk leaders.

"We can't going on like this," said an old crappy voice.

They didn't need to ask you that came from, because they knew it was from Mildew. Mildew was a crabby old man, who spend most of his time being a royal pain in the backside. Unfortunately, Mildew knew how to work a crowd which didn't bode well when the lost so many ships battling the First Order.

"We can't surrender," said Stoick firmly. "We failed to save the old Republic and I refuse to let the new one collapse."

"I didn't know the Empire had this many ships left," said Gobber.

"The Rebels might have been able to destroy the Emperor, but we still have to do with the majority of his Empire," said Stoick tiredly. "After the rebels took over Coruscant and re-established the New Republic the Empire just fled into the Outer-Rim."

"Do even know where they are?" Spitelout asked.

Stoick then pressed a button on the console in front of them and produce a galaxy map

"We believe that they reform the Empire at Dromund Kaas," said Stoick zooming in at a plant in the Outer-Rim.

"Wasn't that the old Sith Capital three-thousand six-hundred years ago?" Gobber frowned.

"Aye, looks like they returned back to their roots," said Stoick.

"Do we know anything on this Emperor Drago or Darth Tyrantous?" a Zabrak asked.

In summary the image of a large muscular man wearing dark armour and a black cape over his shoulders appeared. He was heavily scarred on his face and had long black hair in dreadlock and did the same with his beard giving him the appearance of an octopus. The most significant thing about him was the fact that his left arm was completely mechanical.

"Only that he was the former Emperor's apprentice, but he survived the Jedi strike team on the Red Death with only the loss of his left arm," said Stoick as the image rotated.

"Still no sign of the Jedi?" Gobber asked.

"Not a peep," Stoick sighed. "Though I've heard they've been destroyed from within, again."

"Can't these Jedi survive on their own?" Mildew grumbled.

Stoick looked up and notice for the first time Astrid and Heather. He then looked to the other leaders with a firmed expression.

"We'll carry this meeting on later and allow cooler heads to take charge," he said.

One by one the leaders left leaving only Stoick and Gobber the only ones at the console.

"We didn't know you in meeting, sir?" said Astrid saluting.

"At ease, Captain, you've done nothing wrong," said Stoick. "Before we get to the reason why called you here I must congratulate you on your Air Racing victory."

Astrid blushed slightly. "It was nothing, sir. Though it was pretty close between me and Heather."

"So I've heard, I'm just so I didn't see the race myself," said Stoick.

"Sir, is it true that the First Order took off we have our cruises?" Heather asked nervously.

Stoick sighed. "No, they took out five."

Astrid and Heather looked at one another horrified, it was even worse than they imagined.

"But I haven't called you here to discuss our losses," said Stoick looking up. "We believe the First Order made a raid on the Wookiee home world of Kashyyyk and has kidnapped several of their warriors."

"The First Order were able to capture Wookiees?" said Astrid horrified.

"Yes, it is bad as you think," said Stoick. "We believe that the only attack to show their power, not to conquer their home world, but that will change given time. We believe they've been taken to a slave camp, but we don't know which one."

"So where do we come in?" Heather asked curiously.

"We been in contact with a smuggler on Nar Shaddaa who claims he knows the location," said Gobber.

"The Smuggler's Moon?" Astrid blinked.

"Aye, deep in Hutt space," Stoick nodded. "I want you to locate the smuggler and verify on his information."

"I can tell another thing?" Gobber asked.

"I'm about to tell them," said Stoick. He then looked at the two girls. "Johann has contacted me and he says that this smuggler specialises in smuggling Jedi off world."

Astrid and Heather's eyes widened. Jedi were once the guardians of the Galaxy maintaining order and peace using a powerful mystic force known as the Force and were well renowned a swordsman.

It seemed too good to be true, but Johann's information was always pretty good. He too was a Berkian, who travelled from planet to planet and he was excellent when gathering information which is sent to Berk. In truth it was him that gave them the information of the Red Death at great personal risk.

"Do you think you can lead us to these Jedi?" said Astrid.

"If not I want you to bring him here," said Stoick tapping his large finger on the console. "We need to verify his information one way or the other, but I want your location of the Wookiees to be your main priority."

"Yes, sir," said Astrid saluting.

"Good, now take your team and set off for Nar Shaddaa at once, Captain," said Stoick.

The two girls saluted again and were about to leave the command centre when Stoick added, "Astrid, I wish to discuss something with you in private."

Astrid and Heather looked at one another and Heather nodded and left the command centre. Astrid turned to Stoick.

"What is it, sir?" Astrid asked.

"I've been thinking a great deal of leadership of Berk," said Stoick crossing his arms and looking out the window that overlooks the entire capital. "As you know I'm the last of my family and I have no heirs."

"What are you getting at, sir?"

"Naturally the decision of leadership falls to the All-Thing, but I would feel reassured if Berk was ruled by a confident and caring individual. Someone with great leadership skills and has the courage to stand up for themselves and others."

Astrid knew the All-Thing was just a massive parliament of all the ruling families. It was there when they decided who would rule next after the death of the application of the previous ruler. Of course, there had been much debated since everyone knew the Haddock's were capable leaders, but a course with Stoick the last of his line that could easily change.

"Are you saying that you've got someone in mind," said Astrid curiously.

Stoick then looked back at her with a small smile on his face. "Indeed, I do. I think the leadership of Berk would prosper under your leadership."

Astrid was speechless as she stared at Stoick. When she finally regained the ability to speak, it was that of shock. "I—I'm honoured, sir, but I'm not what you call coolheaded?"

Stoick chuckled. "True, but unlike the others of your age you are caring, courageous, intelligent and your family is well-respected and revered."

"I-I don't know what to say, sir?" said Astrid still wrapping her head around it.

"You just say you think about it," said Stoick. "Until then, you're dismissed, Captain."

With that Astrid left the command centre, still shocked about what had just happened.


Astrid soon met up with Heather and the first thing the girls did was chained out of their racing gear.

Astrid was now wearing a red shirt, bluish grey vest, armoured shoulder pads, light brown arm guards, dark blue pants, light brown boots, and a brown headband that kept her bangs out of her face.

Heather had changed out of her gear and came out wearing a brown shirt, pants, boots and wearing grey armour.

They soon debrief you their mission to the other members of their team, Fishlegs, Snotlout and the twins. They soon reached the spaceport now fully armed. Astrid and the twins were now equipped with blaster rifles, Heather and Fishlegs had blaster pistols, and Snotlout had a heavy blaster cannon.

Also in their arsenal were ancient Berkian weapons that were strong enough to endure the blade of a lightsaber, an item that said to be able to cut through anything. Astrid had a large two handed vibro-axe, Heather had her specially made vibro-axe that can turn into an axe staff, Snotlout had a vibro mace, Fishlegs had a hammer, and the twins had electro staff. And despite her protests the twins had broad enough explosives to destroy a factory.

At the spaceport was Astrid ship, a Corellian VCX-100 light freighter. Its armament comprises of a dorsal turret and a frontal-turret, the latter could be controlled by a gunner in its seat or from the cockpit. The cargo bay and main entrance ramp of the VCX-100 was mostly located in the front of the freighter, below the forward-turret. VCX-100s also seem to have a concave amongst its engines, which also had a VCX-series auxiliary starfighter within, in addition they also have a magnetic clamp for containers underneath the freighter.

Astrid's parents had given it to her during her twentieth birthday and she had recently did with blue and yellow paint and made it look like an oncoming storm. She called to the ship The Deadly Nadder and starfighter attached to it was called The Scuttleclaw.

Astrid walked up the boarding ramp and into the cockpit, Heather took a place at the co-pilot seat and Fishlegs and navigation. Astrid then began to begin the pre-takeoff checks and once they were complete she took off into the sky.

Once they were in space at return to Fishlegs. "Have you got the coordinates set?"

"Coordinates set for Nar Shaddaa," said Fishlegs nervously. "Do we really have to go there?"

"Yes, we do," said Astrid bluntly pressing a few buttons.

She then pulled down on the lever and start in front of them became blur as they entered into hyperspace.


A few hours later they dropped out of hyperspace and saw the moon of Nar Shaddaa circling the Hutt home world of Nal Hutta.

"So what's so special about this place?" Snotlout asked as he and the twins entered the cockpit. Astrid, Heather and Fishlegs stared at him as if he was crazy. "What?"

"Don't you know anything?" said Astrid shaking ahead.

Snotlout just looked at her with a blank expression, clearly wondering how to answer that question.

"Nar Shaddaa is nicknamed the Smuggler's Moon and it is controlled by the Hutta Cartel, you know the biggest gangsters and crime lords in the galaxy," said Heather.

"Name any lowlife you know of and you can bet that they have at one point visited this moon," said Astrid.

"In other words it is a perfect place for smuggler to hang out at," said Heather.

"Speaking of smugglers, do we know anything about this smuggler?" Fishlegs asked nervously.

Heather pulled out a data pad. "Not much, we don't even know his real name only that he goes by the name of Captain," she said. "Though he seems to smuggle weapons and food to those people who need them that attacks by the First Order."

"Guess that explains why he's been so helpful with the Wookiee's," said Astrid.

"Didn't you guys say that he smuggles Jedi as well?" Fishlegs enquired.

"Only a rumour, we don't know for certain and Stoick once is focused on the Wookiees for the time being," said Astrid.


They soon landed at a spaceport that was close the casino where there were supposed to meet the smuggler. Even before stepping off Heather could smell the corruption in the air, there were large fancy towers all round, but she knew that those actually belong to the biggest gangsters this side of Hoth.

They soon wandered into the casino and found the place surrounded by many different species of aliens. She had never seen so many aliens in one place before, true while she was serving in the Rebel Alliance she met several species of alien, but never this many in one place.

As they walk through the casino several people noticed them and there was pain special interest to both Astrid and Heather, throwing a few catcalls and wolf-whistles. She heard that they didn't have to stay in this place were too long.

That's when they someone who matched the Captain's description with his legs on top of the table with a drink in his hand.

He was about their age with chocolate brown hair and eyes. He was wearing a Stetson with a pair of goggles attached to it. His right arm was completely covered in armour and it was underneath a green shirt, he was wearing black leather pants and he wore a pair of leather boots. Around his hip had a blaster and Heather noticed that around his belt were two metal cylinders, but she had no idea what they could be for. He was quite handsome, that if Heather was into the rogue smuggler look.

Next to him were two droids, a protocol droid with bone grey armour and an astromech droid, with red and black coloured paint, which Heather recognised as the R3 series.

"You must be the Berkians that General Stoick sent to meet with me," he said.

"How do you know we're Berkians?" Astrid asked crossing her arms.

"I can definitely tell that you come from some sort of warrior culture, but you're clearly not Mandalorian and you're holding Vibro weapons which are the key weapons of any Berkian," the Captain smirked. "Plus, I've met one of your kind before."

"You must be the Captain," said Heather.

"The one and only, please take a seat," said the Captain gesturing to the chairs in front of him.

As they sat down Heather noticed that he chose the table with exactly seven seats, which meant he was expecting six people to see him. She found that a bit odd, but now wasn't the time as they had important business to discuss.

"First let me introduce to you to my droids, K9-TV and R3-H4," said the captain gesturing to the protocol droid and astromech droid standing beside him.

"Pleasure to meet you," said K9-TV.

The astromech droid simply beeped indicating that he was pleased to meet them as well. Astrid's eyes actually widened when she saw the astromech droid.

"Wait, that's a military model," she stared.

"I see you got a good pair of eyes on ya," the Captain smiled. "He is in fact a military model, but he's not one of my droids, he belongs to a friend."

"Your friend trust you enough to look after his droid?" Astrid stared.

"We've known each other for a long time," said the Captain as he placed his drink down and removed his feet. "But if I recall were not here to discuss droids, but to discuss certain poor unfortunate Wookiees that have been captured by the tyrannical First Order?"

"Yes, but I'm curious to know how you got this information?" Astrid frowned.

"I could talk to you for hours about how I came up with this knowledge, but time is the enemy here." He then leaned in closer and whispered. "In case you hadn't noticed your arrival did not go unnoticed."

Out of the corner of her eye Heather saw that several watching them. Normally she wouldn't be too worried since this was a smugglers world and they wanted to know what they were talking about to get a quick credit, but the onlookers were mostly human and judging by the looks on their faces they had military training.

The First Order!

"How do they know?" said Fishlegs quivering.

"I'm assuming that you've got a spy in the Resistance," said the Captain.

"That's impossible, Stoick was the one who told me and Heather," said Astrid firmly.

"Yes, but that doesn't mean someone wasn't eavesdropping or they could her the transmission between Stoick and your contact," said the Captain.

This was bad if they had a spy in the Resistance that would explain quite a lot how come most of their operations ended up in failure.

"I can take them," said Snotlout.

"I would advise not to do that," said the Captain. "This casino is filled with desperate types that would sell their own mothers for a credit. I suggest that we carry on with our business casually and quickly."

"Okay, what you want exchange for this information?" Astrid enquired.

"Listen the First Order has been on my back for quite some time and now my ship is beyond repair, which means I am stuck here," said the Captain. "Also I don't fancy myself working for the Hutts and I've got a bounty on my head."

"So what are you asking?" Heather frowned.

"Simple in exchange for the information about the Wookiees you provide me with a ship and also supply you with any information that you want," said the Captain.

Astrid and Heather looked at one another, they couldn't believe their luck. The Captain was practically offering them information on the Jedi, information the galaxy desperately needed.

"Done," said Astrid.

"Good, because I think our friends are getting a little impatient," said the Captain.

They turned and saw that the human onlookers were getting onto their feet. One of them, who was clear the leading them, was a muscular handsome black haired man of about thirty and green eyes.

Heather notice that Ruffnut was staring at him dreamily. "Me likely," she said.

The Captain got to his feet and looked at the handsome man. "Eret, son of Eret," the Captain smiled. "We really should stop meeting like this."

"I will keep hunting you down as the First Order demands it," said Eret, who now pulled a rifle and was aiming it at the Captain.

"As it slave," the Captain counted narrowing his eyes. "Can't you think for yourself? Or have they just completely brainwashed you?"

"Enough, I'm taking you in for crimes against the First Order and the same goes for your Resistant friends," he said gesturing to Astrid and the others.

"You make it sound as if we're going to make it easy for you," said the Captain and he drew out his pistol and fired.

Eret quickly rolled behind a table and soon blasters were being fired everywhere. Funnily enough it wasn't just the First Order, but as the Captain predicted every lowlife was now shooting at them.

The Captain lifted over the table and used it as a shield and Heather rolled next to him. "He really doesn't like you."

"You have no idea," said the Captain.

Astrid then jumped and charged at the Stormtroopers brandishing her vibro-axe and sliced right through the chest of one of the troopers. Another trooper tried to take aim, but then he got whacked on the head by Snotlout's mace.

Heather, following Astrid's lead brought out her vibro-axe and plunged the blade into a trooper and then pulled out a pistol to shoot a second one. Fishlegs was nervously hiding behind a table, along with K9-TV, firing his pistol actually managed to hit one of the bounty hunters.

The twins were being chaotic as normal tossing thermal detonators around cause enough panic and anarchy to dispel quite a number of bounty hunters and troopers. They then started picking them off with their rifles and they looked as if they were enjoying themselves.

"Best mission ever!" Tuffnut yelled.

"Let's keep blowing stuff up!" Ruffnut yelled excitedly.

R3 activated his boosters and drew level to the largest chandelier above casino. He then produced a sore began cutting through the chains and next thing everyone knew the chandelier fell on top on trooper and bounty hunter alike.

Heather turned and discovered that the captain was in the middle of a fistfight with Eret. She couldn't help but notice that he seemed somehow to be able to predict his movements, dodging every one of his attacks, blocking them and performing a counter attack. He eventually managed to punch Eret right in the face and knocking him out cold.

"I say we get out of here!" the Captain yelled over the commotion.

"Agreed, but before we go I would like to know your name," said Astrid firmly.

The Captain smiled as he looked at her. "My name is Ragnar."