Catlula continued walking through the base with a lingering feeling of unease. The burn marks and blood on the walls remained from the battle, and the lying bodies left a constant dread in the twi'lek. Bugs and other vermin had already started getting their fill of terrorist flesh, crawling into the eye sockets, open wounds, mouths, and noses. The smell of rotting flesh continued filling the air as tiny scavengers slithered on the floor, enjoying the spoils of war.

Catlula thought, "We have massacred our fellow man to ally the bugs."

As the twi'lek walked through the hallways, she heard blood-curdling screams and blaster shots. Catlula winced at the noises as they got louder. She knew what to expect but did not know if she had prepared to see it. Although the twi'lek saw the brutality of the Hutts, the blood and gore was new to her. The Hutts would hide their violence, and during executions, the audience would not see the blood and gore generated by their horrific beasts. She did not know which method was worse but felt both were evil.

After stepping over body after body, Catlula finally saw the source of the violence. Twenty men were lined up against a wall, wearing black uniforms with black blindfolds. They faced the wall with their wrists tied behind their back. They stood still, fearing the consequences they would face if they did anything. Twelve more men sat in a pile of life-drained bodies in the corner of the room. Blood soaked their uniforms as it formed a pool beneath the carnage. Five Imperial officers stood behind the blindfolded men, wearing their professional black uniforms and holding blasters. The officers did not seem highly ranked, but their laughter and enjoyment made them appear veterans.

Suddenly, the officers noticed Catlula, and one said, "Take off your helmet, so we can see who you are. We only made the helmet requirement for stormtroopers."

Catlula nodded in reply and removed her helmet, revealing her smooth blue skin, green eyes, purple lips, and signature head tails. The light from the room reflected off her skin, giving her head a beautiful glimmer. Then, the twi'lek removed her lekku from the space in the back of her armor designated for them.

When the officer saw the girl, he laughed and said, "You're that tail-head Ackerson let into the special forces. I wondered why your chest plate was more curved than most other troops. I should have asked you to take off more than your helmet. I respect you, kid."

Catlula blushed in embarrassment and looked away from the Imperials, not knowing how to respond.

The officer continued, "You aren't talkative, are you? Go, continue walking if you wish, and leave us with our fun, or you can join us in killing these vermin. I know rookies like you can get scared off by these actions. You can get over your moral qualms here."

The thought of killing these men disgusted the twi'lek, and she replied, "I'm good. Do as you want yourself."

The officer responded, "Your loss." and shot one of the men in the head.

The terrorist's head burst into a base of blood and brain matter as burns surrounded the impact area. He fell to the complacently fell floor with a loud thud.

Catlula looked away from the execution and continued through the halls with a feeling of disgust. After the twi'lek left, the officers discussed their opinions of the new twi'lek soldier and how much fun it would have been to watch her kill the prisoners.

Catlula continued through the halls until she found a dark unmolested room. She grew curious about what could be in there and entered. The twi'lek ignited the lights, and a burst of brightness revealed what seemed to be a storage closet. Catlula dug into the pile of weaponry and ammunition, looking for something valuable. Suddenly, she reached one of the walls and bumped against it. The wall swung open with the contact, and the twi'lek was surprised. She did not expect to find a device as intricate as this, but her curiosity got the best of her. Catlula walked into the hidden room.

The entryway walls were stone, and she saw a glowing light at the end of the hallway. Catlula cautiously continued as she theorized what this room was. She thought this could be a secret headquarter or the home for valuable material. Ideas raced through her mind until she found her answer.

When Catlula reached the hallway's end, she saw a large Hutt, and their eyes quickly met. A crowd of patrons, criminals, and a purple twi'lek slave girl surrounded the slug.

He laughed when he saw the twi'lek sniper and ordered his guards, "Restrain her!"

The armored guards obeyed the order and quickly surrounded the confused twi'lek as one held her wrists behind her back. The Catlula's weak body could not mount a resistance against the men as the guards brought her before the Hutt.

The Hutt looked at the twi'lek and said, "I did not know the Empire allowed twi'leks in their ranks. Strip her naked."

The guards searched for the proper method to remove Catlula's armor until they discovered they could separate it into different parts. First, they stripped her arm protectors, leaving her bare, blue-skinned arms. Then, they removed her back plate, and her front plate followed, revealing her tank top. Finally, they pulled down her pants, revealing her tight black shorts. Catlula felt the cold air blow against her exposed skin as she blushed in embarrassment. Then, the men quickly ripped her tank top and bra off and pulled her shorts and panties down, leaving her completely nude.

The twi'lek's breasts lay bare in the air as everyone stared at her. One of the guards put his hand on Catlula's right butt cheek, and she felt ashamed for what she allowed others to do to her.

The Hutt laughed as he stared at the twi'lek's exposed purple nipples and large boobs and said as he grabbed the purple twi'lek slave, "Slave, give our guest your costume."

The slave looked uncomfortable with the request but knew to comply with her master's orders. The purple twi'lek walked up to the blue twi'lek and stripped her steel bra and silk loincloth from her body, putting them on Catlula. The slave, now naked, walked back to her master, who groped her breasts and licked her.

Catlula was disgusted by what was happening. The bra was very hot, and her breasts burned as if they were touching a burning furnace.

The Hutt looked back at the blue twi'lek and said, "Drop her down the pit with her equipment. I want to see if this Imperial is strong enough to survive the Rancor."

The guard near a large switch nodded in response to the order and flipped the switch, dropping the twi'lek into the dark abyss.