…On the Planet Coruscant…

The Works, a desolate and eerie section of Coruscant's industrial district, stood shrouded in darkness apart from the harsh glow of the fires from the few remaining smelting factories. The air was thick with the smoke which bellowed from the bowels of this forgotten place. Lord Vader entered through the doors of an abandoned tower, his black cloak billowing behind him. His mechanical respiration reverberated through the desolation as he approached a cloaked figure, standing ominously amidst the ruins.

The scarred lips beneath the hood twisted into a wicked grin. "Ah, Lord Vader, you have returned. I trust you bring good news."

Vader knelt before the Emperor. "Master, the Inquisitorius' training is complete. Our hunt for Jedi survivors may begin."

Lord Sidious's eyes gleamed with malice. "You have done well my friend. Send them out…all of them. Hunt down any Jedi who remain. If they will not serve us…destroy them."

Darth Vader rose. "As you wish, my Master." With a nod from the Sith Lord, Vader swiftly departed, leaving behind the echoing laughter of the Emperor.

Traveling directly to the secret location of the Inquisitorious, Vader strode purposefully into the main chamber where the Grand Inquisitor awaited, surrounded by his fellow dark acolytes. He addressed the Grand Inquisitor directly. "Send out all Inquisitors. You will eradicate any remaining Jedi pestilence who refuse to serve the Emperor. Hunt them down. Do not fail me."

The Grand Inquisitor bowed. "Yes, Lord Vader." He turned to two Inquisitors who shared what would perhaps have been identical faces, had it not been for the grotesque scars across the throat and eye of one. Handing an information disc to them, he gave them explicit instructions.

"Go to the Outer Rim. There are several former Republic and Separatist outposts, all remnants of the Clone Wars. Destroy them. We must deny our prey any safe havens."

"It shall be done, Grand Inquisitor.", the scarred underling croaked, accompanied by the squeaky laughter of the other…

…Corellian Shipyards…

Eras was rapidly beginning to understand the difference between having the knowledge of flying a starship and possessing the skills to do so. He sat sulking in silence with his arms folded over his chest while Scraps ended the flight simulation.

"Cheer up. You did keep the Stalker in stable flight approximately 3.67 minutes longer than your last attempt, a marked improvement. You might have even survived several of those crash landings.", the droid's voice said encouragingly. This did not help.

It had been nine rotations since Eras had claimed the Shadow Stalker and he was becoming restless. His sense of adventure was replaced with an urgent need to continue his search for surviving Jedi. It also did not help that Scraps' autopilot circuitry had been left in mid-upgrade by Captain Reidell. If Eras wanted off of Corellia, he would have to finish the upgrade or fly the ship himself.

"Scraps, do you have any files on Jedi bounties posted by the Empire?", inquired Eras trying to take his mind off his frustration.

"Processing…I believe you will find that information within the Imperial Enforcement DataCore. This database typically can only be accessed in specific Imperial facilities and is highly restricted to Imperial personnel and bounty hunters officially licensed through the Imperial Office of Criminal Investigations only."

"How do I get a license?", Eras asked, annoyed at Scraps' habit for lengthy answers.

"Fortunately, Captain Reidell transferred his IPKC credentials to you, along with his chain code…", Scraps began. "...If you like, I can bring up the DataCore directly on the viewscreen."

Eras's eyebrow rose at this. "I thought you said it was highly restricted."

"My former Master had a strong distrust of the Empire which appears to have been justified by his discovery of data tracking on all those who access the database in Imperial facilities. This is why he had me slice into its mainframe. I successfully created a secure link between the database and my AA-1 processor."

Eras sat quietly for a moment. "Display the reports."

A number of files appeared on the viewscreen. "Where do I even begin, Scraps? These Jedi could be anywhere."

"Recommendation…Perhaps I can narrow the search based on recent sightings. There are several reports that have been updated in the last five rotations.", suggested the droid.

"Put them on screen.", said Eras. Three files were displayed along with images of the wanted Jedi. Eras's eyes darted back and forth over the faces. "...show the sighting closest to Corellia."

A new image filled the viewscreen. "Scraps, any specific details on this one?"

"Searching…The target has been identified as Naan Sho. Species - Male Kel Dor. Classification - Humanoid Sentient. Rank - Jedi Knight. Served as security at the Temple on Coruscant. Last known location - Near the Expansion Region."

Analyzing the Kel Dor's face, Eras felt a sudden tremor in the Force as if being summoned to this Jedi. He decided this would be the best place to start.

"Scraps, cross-reference the target's file with the systems within the Expansion Region and calculate the most likely location of the target."

"Processing …While ill-advised, my calculations suggest a higher probability the target may be hiding on the Kel Dor home planet of Dorin."

"Why risk your own people?", Eras wondered to himself. "Begin gathering all information regarding the planet Dorin, as well as all Guild records pertaining to the Kel Dor species. In the meantime, reset the flight simulator.", he ordered with renewed determination…

…On the Planet Dorin…

Naan Sho sat in deep meditation. Ever since the fall of the Jedi Order, the balance of the Force had been disrupted. He struggled to focus as his senses were overwhelmed by the chaos created by the growing darkness. Strange voices and unfamiliar faces raced through his mind. A malicious laughter, followed by a voice calling him by name, cut through. All was suddenly drowned out by the terrifying sound of mechanical respiration, freezing Sho to the core. Someone was coming…