The Enigma exited hyperspace in deep space, safe from the Empire. Alegor felt relieved to be out of range of the Empire, but the gravity of his situation hit him like a speeder. The Empire destroyed their base, and they no longer had a place to stay.
Ninti trembled in fear at what she had just done and had witnessed on the battlefield. She never experienced such brutality before in her quiet life. The lethan twi'lek looked at the dead stormtrooper on the floor, lifeless because of the blast from her blaster rifle.
Savaana stared at the dead Imperial on the floor, and her heartbeat quickened as she realized how close she was to death. If he chose to shoot her, she would likely have been in his position.
Zaihar looked at Ninti and sensed her fear: "What's wrong, Ninti?"
Ninti replied with anxiety dripping from her voice, "Did you see what happened at the base? The people killed, the needless destruction? I don't know how to live with such brutality in the galaxy."
Zaihar touched Ninti's shoulder and said, "Those who died were fighting against cruelty and an unjust rule. They gave their lives for the galaxy."
Ninti sniffed and replied, "I know, but I wish there were a way to fight for the good of the galaxy without sacrificing so many lives."
Zaihar responded, "That is the price for freedom."
Ninti nodded and said, "I understand. I had just never seen such an awful scene before. It hurt to watch."
Zaihar nodded and replied, "All the more reason to fight those bastards."
Ninti's sorrow and shock transformed into determination, inspired by the smuggler's words, "You are right. We will ensure that the Empire never hurts anyone again."
Zaihar smiled and nodded, "That's the spirit. Now, do you want to go into the storage room?"
Ninti smiled back and replied, "Sure.", hoping that spending time with the smuggler would help calm her of her fear.
The Zaihar and Ninti entered the empty room together, closing the door behind them.
Savaana watched the two crewmates walk into the storage room, interested in the contents of their conversation.
Alegor looked at his girlfriend and said with bitterness, "Well, we need to land this ship somewhere."
Savaana looked at her boyfriend and replied, "You could check for nearby systems. There is probably one safe for us to hide at."
Alegor nodded and said, "OK, honey."
The rebel captain looked at the map for this region of the galaxy and checked to see how isolated they were. Suddenly, he saw an uninhabited system named Andront, which he believed he could hide out on.
Alegor stated, "There is an uninhabited planet called Andront that we could stay on and regroup."
Savaana asked, "How are we doing on fuel?"
Alegor answered, "We won't need to worry about it for a while. Now, do you want to land on Andront?"
Savaana replied with neutrality, "Sure. It seems like a nice place."
Alegor responded, "OK." and operated his hyperdrive to blast off into the cosmos.
After a few minutes of traveling, the Enigma reached the orbit of Andront. Alegor observed the planet as having a white hue and a foggy atmosphere. The captain directed his ship to Andront and landed on the planet's grassy terrain. A thick fog surrounded the Enigma and covered the windows.
Ninti and Zaihar felt each other's bodies on the storage room floor to distract themselves from the stressful situation. Lust filled their minds, and they fell into their pleasureful desires for each other.
Ninti said, "I love you."
Zaihar replied, "I love you too."
Suddenly, the two heard a knock on the door and Alegor's voice saying, "Ninti. Zaihar. We have landed."
The smuggler and twi'lek removed themselves from each other's bodies and stood up off the floor. Then, they left their storage room.
The four rebels exited the Enigma down its ramp door and walked into the grassy and misty landscape. Everything looked blurry after a few feet ahead of their faces.
Savaana asked her boyfriend, "What the hell is this place?"
Alegor replied, "I don't know, but I am sure it is foggy for a reason. The air is breathable."
Alegor led the group ahead into the mist as Savaana walked beside him. Ninti and Zaihar followed behind them, hoping the original crew knew what they were doing.
Suddenly, Alegor saw a stone structure, and as he walked closer, he saw some weird markings. The other three rebels also saw this structure, and everyone grew curious about what the previous inhabitants used it for.
Alegor reached one of the place's entrances and looked in, seeing two robed men meditating on the floor. The sight shocked the rebel captain, and the men quickly recognized they had company.
The robed humans stood from their positions and walked toward Alegor. The rebel stood petrified, fearing what he had gotten involved with.
The older, mysterious man asked, "Who are you, and what is your purpose for coming here?"
Alegor trembled as he answered, "We… We are a group of rebels fighting against the Empire and came to this planet for sanctuary after the Imperials destroyed our base."
The captain's statements interested the man, and he asked, "You are rebels?"
Alegor nodded his head and responded, "Yes, sir."
The robed man nodded in response, "We are Jedi knights who have been hiding here since the rise of this Empire."
These men's identities excited and scared Alegor as he said, "You can join us on our ship. We will help you get your revenge."
The older Jedi replied, "We have been waiting for this opportunity for years. We are willing to join you."
The elder Jedi's response surprised the younger Jedi, who asked, "How do you know we should trust these men?"
The Jedi master looked at his apprentice and responded, "It is improbable that these rebels landed directly at our positions on their own with how vast the galaxy and how large this planet is. The force must have guided them here."
The younger Jedi thought about his master's reasoning and said, "OK, I guess it is time to fight the Empire."
The Jedi Master nodded and replied, "Yes, Doncol. Now, follow me."
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Catlula walked with her troops through the rocky terrain of Airrat, holding her helmet in her armpit against her armored body. The twi'lek's metal boots clanked against the hard floor with every step. She held her blaster rifle on her back by a strap across her body.
The girl reminisced on the battle during the twenty-minute journey back to her camp. She remembered how she neutralized the large base and captured a crucial rebel prisoner. The twi'lek also anticipated how her supervisor would react to the victory.
Eventually, Catlula reached the camp and walked to her officer transport, watching her troops board their equipment on the ships. She also saw many other transports launch into the atmosphere toward the star destroyer orbiting the planet.
The twi'lek walked up the ramp door of the Imperial Shuttle, her metal boots loudly clanking against the steel floor of the ship.
Catlula sat in one of the open seats on the vessel and watched as the other officers boarded.
A male officer with a rank insignia identifying him as a captain sat next to the twi'lek and said, "You executed a great battle plan, general."
Catlula turned toward the man and lightly smiled: "Thank you, captain. This plan wouldn't have succeeded without all of you."
The transport shuttle launched off the surface of Airrat and quickly flew toward the star destroyer orbiting the planet. The vessel entered the capital ship's hangar and docked in one of the open spots.
The transport's ramp door opened, and the officers stood from their seats to leave the transport. Catlula walked in line with the others leaving the ship and stepped onto the smooth, durasteel floors of the star destroyer.
The twi'lek approached the vessel's bridge and entered it to meet her supervisor. She saw Moff Howgre staring out the window of the destroyer and approached him.
Catlula said, "We won the battle and captured the base's commander, sir."
Howgre directed his attention toward the girl and replied, "Good work, general, but I did see a rebel ship escape the battle."
This news made Catlula slightly anxious, and she said, "A singular ship escape means nothing compared to the thousands of rebels slaughtered and captured on the battlefield."
The Imperial Moff shook his head and replied, "Here in the Empire, we strive for perfection. With our advantage, a trained wookie could have led our army to victory and destroyed the base. What separates a passable strategy from a great one is how much they focus on the minute details and minimizes flaws. You performed better than most other officers in the Empire but still have much to learn."
The man's words underwhelmed Catlula, who thought she would receive praise for her victory. Although, she held her supervisor's words in her mind.
The star destroyer entered hyperspace. After a few minutes, it exited hyperspace in Nanth'ri's orbit.
Moff Howgre looked at Catlula and said, "Let's go back to the base and get some rest. You can meet with the other officers tomorrow."
The twi'lek nodded and said, "Yes, sir."
The two officers left the bridge and entered the hangar. Then, they walked to one of the officer's shuttles as their troops prepared to return to the base. Catlula and Howgre entered the shuttle with many of their subordinates.
Once everyone had taken a seat, the ship launched out of the star destroyer toward Nanth'ri. After a few minutes of flight, the shuttle landed in the Imperial base's hangar. The officers left the ship to return to their positions within the base.
Catlula felt exhausted as she left the shuttle and stepped onto the concrete landing pad surface. Howgre walked by her as they left the hangar and left her once they entered the base.
The twi'lek walked to the top level of the base and entered her room, locking the door behind her. She felt relieved to get some rest after the grueling battle.
Catlula removed her armor and put it in her closet to reveal her strapless metal bra and black panties. The salt of dry sweat covered her blue body.
The twi'lek crashed onto her bed, exhausted by the battle and glad it ended with a preferable outcome.
Suddenly, Catlula heard a familiar voice say, "I love the way those panties show off your ass."
The sound of the voice surprised the twi'lek, so she turned her body in the direction of the voice and saw General Wencor standing by her bedside.
Catlula felt uncomfortable with his presence and asked, "Why can you not leave me alone? You are already dead."
Wencor smiled and replied, "You may have killed me, but the impact I had on you is not. Because of your trauma, I am your God now."
Catlula crossed her arms over her chest and said, "You cannot hurt me anymore. You have no real power over me."
The dead man sat on the bed and replied, "I wish I were still alive so I could do more with your body. I miss the feeling of your breasts and would love to see how that new bra feels when I grope you. I cannot physically hurt you anymore, but make no mistake about who still has the power here."
Catlula looked her old commander in the eyes with fear and knew he was correct.