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Kallus's POV

One-Hour later…

It was time to strike. I had spent the last hour planning for the capture of this young boy Ezra Bridger and I think I had worked out all of the kinks.

Although I didn't plan as long as I normally would before a heist like this one, I felt that it was foolproof.

My plan was simple; find this Cikatro Vizago character and lure the rebels into a trap. In its simplicity, I had worked it also out to pay the scoundrel a hefty sum of money in return for his help.

I only hoped that he would cooperate.

We took off from the Star Destroyer and headed towards the surface of Lothal. If it wasn't for the circumstances of my mission, I would have loved to marvel at the beauty of this planet from above its atmosphere. But there was nothing on my mind except to get in, get the boy and get out.

Once we entered the atmosphere, I told the pilot where to go. I also told him to fly a little bit away from the encampment of this bounty hunter so as to not scare him off.

I saw in the distance, a green and yellow hunk of metal stood out against the tan grassy planes and the massive egg shaped structures in the ground.. The pilot landed the ship and I exited walking towards what could eventually be the help I needed.

I neared the camp and heard shouting coming from someone inside.

"We don't serve your kind here!" I heard an IG-88 type droid shout as he walked up to me.

"I mean you no harm, I just want to talk to your leader. And let him know that I will pay him handsomely for his help.

The assassin droid hesitated before turning around and headed in the direction of the ship.

I just sat there waiting for the answer, looking around at my surroudings.

I was ripped from my thoughts when out of the corner of my eye, I saw a Devaronian making his way towards me. He wore a devilish grin on his green face and the half broken horns on his head made it look worse than it was. I only could assume that this was the infamous Vizago who had helped this particular band of rebels succeed.

"Well, well, well! What does an Imperial Security Bureau agent want with a meager trader such as myself?" He replied acting as if the presence of the Empire didn't make him nervous.

"What I want is the help of the capture of a certain someone I know you have talking to," I replied still looking around carefully watching the few droids that walked around also eyeing me.

"And who might this boy be exactly?" He asked

I held up a picture of the Bridger boy. He seemed genuinely shocked at the person on the picture. He must have recognized the kid.

"And if I do what's in it for me?" Vizago questioned me skeptically.

"One million credits given to you after his capture," I replied. This seemed to catch his interest as a small smile crept up on his face. I held out my hand hoping to finalize the deal right then and there. This boy was our only hope of discovering the location of the other Rebels.

"Deal," He said as shook my hand in return.

"I hope that you don't mind me bringing in my troops to assist in the capture," I asked the Devaronian.

"Don't mind now that you are a customer. Use whatever you need of my resources to fulfill your goals," Vizago said. I could hear a slight bit of nervousness in his voice as he told me that. He obviously hated the Empire but would do anything for money and to get me out of his hair.

"Captain, send the rest of the troops in. We have clearance," I told the stormtrooper squad leader via comlink. He commed back that he acknowledged my command and shortly after, the rumble of an engine could be heard. I watched the ship land. The stormtroopers then filed out of the ship and walked toward me awaiting my orders.

"If it is alright with Vizago here, tell the pilot to take off and go hide in the green ship. As for you Vizago, I need you to send a message out to this crew that you know of the location of their leader," I ordered everyone around.

The bounty hunter just nodded his head and began making his way towards his ship. He was flanked by the troopers who obediently followed.

"You won't be able to escape this time, Bridger," I said to myself, looking over the vast grassy plains of Lothal before turning away and began walking towards the ship.

Ezra's POV

I couldn't believe it! I had just gotten word that Vizago knew where Kanan was. The only catch to gather this intel was that I would come get it on my own.

"You be careful, Ezra," Hera instructed me, "I don't need two people captured."

"I know, Hera. I plan on going in, retrieve the information and leave," I assured her.

"Just be careful," She replied, giving me a warm smile. I knew she meant the best when she said that. I just hoped nothing bad would happen.

Hera dropped my off near the home base, you could call it, of that scumbag Vizago. I never liked him. I hoped to get done with this as quickly as I could.

"Ah, good you're here!" I heard the Devaronian exclaim behind me.

"Yes Vizago, now hand over the intel. I'm kind of in a hurry."

"Yes, yes. But we can't talk out here," He began looking around as if there were spies in our midst.

He lead me into the belly of his ship. The interior was in worse shape than the outside. Boxes were strewn everywhere as if a little kid had played with every one of them.

But that wasn't the only thing that put me on edge. Kanan had begun to train me to recognize warnings coming through the Force and I was feeling a major one coming right now. I didn't let it show though as I hoped to get the information and leave.

Vizago guided me to a semi-small room just off the main hallway. It was dimly lit, but I could tell that it was in better working order than the other rooms that I had just walked through.

"So here's what I know about your friend," the horned menace began, "I heard that he's being held in a Star Destroyer that is still orbiting the planet. They haven't killed him, that much I do know."

"He's still alive?" I kind of yelled that louder than I wanted to.

"Oh he's still alive alright," I heard a new voice chime in, "But that depends on how well you cooperate."

I turned around to find Agent Kallus standing in the doorway, with a smug grin plastered on his face. I then heard the sounds of many guns being cocked and soon found myself surrounded my storm troopers.

"If you resist," Kallus continued, "My comlink here, is connected to an electrical current in your friend's cell. He will suffer needlessly if you don't come quietly."

"I'll never come with you," I spat and then turned to Vizago, "An you worthless piece of bantha fur, you can expect that your contract with the Ghost crew will be terminated once they find out what you did to me."

Vizago looked worried and rightly so. The Ghost crew was his constant source of income. If we left, then who would be the group designated to help him?

"Like I said we can do this the easy way, or the hard way. Either way, it's your choice," Kallus informed me calmly.

"I'd rather do it the hard way, if you don't mind."

I reached out my hand and used the force to retrieve the ISB agent's comlink.

"Set you guns to stun," Kallus ordered his troops, "We need him alive."