Chapter 11

Zen'ur Terrorly

"Zen'ur had many enemies back in the Cold War, Luna, like the Lieutenant that he is assigned to eliminate in the tale I am about to tell you about. Even one of his sisters-in-law hated him, resulting in him killing her, which he never revealed except to his oldest son when he died in an invasion attempt on Coruscant."

-Zerd Terrorly talking to Luna Terrorly.

Zerd was thinking about Luna's true story. She seemed to have seen a lot more action than he had expected her to in counter while he was off doing other things. He wasn't mad or jealous or anything similar. In fact, he was glad Luna got some action.

Luna finally broke the silence with a question.

"So, now that I have told you my story... How about you tell me a story about one of our ancestors?"

Zerd looked up at Luna, sighed, then titled his hat up, "Alright, fine. Who do you wanna hear about? Shade Terrorly? Sir John Terrorly the III? Alphenor Ter-"

Luna cut him off before he went on a huge list, "How about Zan'ur Terrorly? The british and Chiss Imperial agent during the Cold War. He is a legend in our family that I wonder why I have never asked about until now."

"For the last time, he was a bounty hunter hired to work as an Imperial agent," Zerd reminded Luna. She didn't care at all about that, she just wanted to listen in on the tale. "Alright, I'll start the story, your highness," Zerd mocked.

For some odd reason, it almost felt fitting calling Luna a Princess. Princess Luna. Then again, as far as Zerd knew, they weren't heirs to any sort of royalty. He still thought Princess Luna had a good ring to it. Prince Zerd wouldn't sound good though... Zerd realized he was thinking way off topic. He needed to get back to thinking about the story.

"Artoo, get over here," Zerd spoke into the shadows. Suddenly, an astromech started rolling in to its masters. The astromech full paint color was black. However, on it's head it was partially painted a violet to match Zerd's mask. It's body had dark red markings on it to represent their capes' color. It was a Artoo-Series astromech that had hundreds of modifications added from Zerd on to him to make him smarter, stronger, loyaler, and more. His full number was Artoo-Veefive.

Artoo did exactly what his master requested. It was in his programming. His next orders where just as simple, find the data of Zan'ur Terrorly inside of his memory banks and display a recording, meanwhile Zerd will tell the story. The image finally appeared on the table, and the story began.

The Cipher Agent ran across a rocky wasteland of a planet. Yet, it was inhabited by people. Claimed by the Imperials, in fact. What planet could this be? None other than Balmorra. And he had to go there of all places.

Zen'ur's armor didn't show any skin. Not even his face. His whole uniform was a dark grey. He wore a helmet you'd most likely see a pilot or someone in space where, it has an air filter system inside of it and can be seen on the outside. His belt was also unique, in the center of it there was an orange glowing square. On both of Zan'ur's armor's arms, there was a patch with an Imperial symbol on them.

Zen'ur only had a droid companion with him, Toovee-Arate. The droid was colored a light blue, but on his shoulders he had a thin red stripe go around his shoulder. His eyes glowed red and also had a wider red line in between them going over this head. Toovee usually spent his time on Zen'ur's ship giving him updates on what is going on or going on errands for him. However, this time he was coming with Zen'ur. Unlike most of the droids that were shipped out to Imperials, Zen'ur took the time to modify Toovee. He can not only just heal, but he modified him to allow himself to fight for Zen'ur or for his own defense. He also modified Toovee's armor to have greater immunity to laser fire. Toovee was no longer just a healer or a servant like the rest of the same unit.

"Toovee, do you see anything?" Zen'ur whispered. His voice sounded nearly robotic while speaking due to his gas mask and helmet.

Toovee looked around. In his eyes, he zoomed in on potential hostiles. "Hostiles ahead, master. May I join you in shooting them?"

Zen'ur pulled out his sniper rifle and zoomed in on his first kill of the hour. In Imperial Intelligence, he was assigned a sniper rifle. He had plenty of experience with it in the past, and could easily snipe others in the head without a scope or looking. Zen'ur threw down four small pads, which made a shield for Toovee and Zen'ur to crouch down behind without getting shot. At last, Zen'ur let out a shot and instantly took out three guards.

Down below, guards' heads were swinging around, trying to find where the shots came from. One of the guards spotted the shooter, but in return he was able to meet a shot to the head. The other guards began firing, making sure they all avoided this amazing sniper's shots. However, none of them were as experienced as whoever the sniper was. They all met the same fate; a shot to the face.

Zen'ur decided to slide down the cliff he was sitting on in order to shoot. Toovee joined him, almost tripping when going down to slide. They landed on their feat in some soft grass, however it was muddy. That could cause problems when they walked into the factory in front of them. It could both slow them down and allow people to track them.

"Toovee, scan for the nearest water source. Otherwise we're going to make the place messier," Zen'ur joked in a serious tone. Unlike Toovee, he wasn't much for joking around on the job.

"But of course, master. It would be rude to come in dirty," Toovee joked, which was not serious toned at all compared to Zen'ur's joke. Luckily, the nearest water source was right next to the factory. Zen'ur quickly cleaned off the mud from his boots and ran back up silently. His steps were very light and even with advanced hearing they were hard to hear. Toovee didn't clean himself, he didn't land in the mud like Zen'ur had.

Toovee hacked into a control panel for Zen'ur, and the large metal door blocking off the entry to the factory lifted up. Zen'ur and Toovee walked in with caution and ready to shoot if required. If it weren't for Toovee's body parts moving, the hallway would of been as silent as possible. There was nothing going on there. No guards, no workers, no machines moving, nothing. All of that was behind the next door.

The door at the end of the hallway flew open, and Toovee and Zenur shot down the guards at the door. That part of the factory became alerted and started firing. No one thought to call reinforcements. No one believed they needed any. That all changed when within a minute, the whole room was cleared. The guards were shot, and the workers were either shot as well or fell into a machine and were slaughtered by it.

Zen'ur and Toovee continued through the current room they were in. They didn't want to miss a thing. Their target could be anywhere, and they didn't want to miss him.

Zen'ur's target was a Republic Lieutenant named Jerxon. Jerxon was a commando in the army, and was considered deadly to the Empire. Zen'ur planned to make sure that Jerxon didn't get away.

Toovee stayed close behind Zen'ur, preparing to fire at anything that got in their way or saw them. No one could know. No one could tell. No one could see. Preparing to fire was worth it, one Republic soldier ran from around the corner to check out what happened, but he was shot in the head by Toovee. Zen'ur kept walking without flinching, stepping over the now dead Republic soldier. Because of their weapons' silencers, none of the people at the factory knew that there death could happen in any second.

Zen'ur opened up a vent nearby to a room filled with workers in the factory. There was too many of the rebels in there, and they couldn't get caught.

"Toovee, climb down there first," Zen'ur spoke, not loud enough for anyone else to hear.

"If that is your wish, master," Toovee obeyed. He crawled into the vent first. Zen'ur trailed behind him.

Down bellow, another agent was running in. However, instead of getting killed as Zen'ur thought the other agent would, he killed everyone in the room.

"Master, that is Cipher Nine. He is doing another mission here, but that isn't our concern. We need to eliminate Jerxon, master," Toovee informed Zen'ur.

I never was going to ask about him, Zen'ur thought. They continued crawling down the shaft. Finally, down bellow, there was Lieutenant Jerxon and his squad. Zen'ur gave Toovee hand signals on what they were going to do. Finally, Zen'ur got out his sniper rifle and aimed at one of the members of Jerxon's squad. Boom. He fell to the ground. And so did the rest of the squad. Jerxon picked up his blaster and looked around for the shooter.

Suddenly from above, a shaft fell in front of Jerxon. From there, Zen'ur and Toovee dropped down. Jerxon was about to give the old 'Surrender now or I will shoot!' speech but Zen'ur shot Jerxon in kneecaps with this sniper rifle. Then Toovee shot him in the arms.

Jerxon fell to the ground. "Not even a chance to fight..." Jerxon muttered. He looked up at the scope looking down at him, and he heard the last sound he would ever hear in his life.