(Coruscant, the Imperial Palace, 2 hours after the Rebel takeover of the Imperial Holonet)
(Minister of Intelligence Fitze paced nervously in front of the stairs leading to the Imperial throne room, puffing rapidly on his cigar)
Fitze- Blast it! What is taking so long! I...I am a very busy man! When will I be seeing the Emperor?
(The Imperial Guard remained silent)
Fitze- Do you have any idea who I am? I have things to do you know.
(Fitze became deathly quiet as a grave, black clad Imperial Officer solemnly descended the steps to the throne room)
Imperial Officer- The Emperor will see you now Minister.
Fitze- Yes...very well then.
(Fitze took off his hat as he entered the throne room. The Emperor was turned away, talking to another man clad in black robes)
Fitze- My lord?
Sidious- Ah, Minister Fitze. Come in.
(The Emperor turned to face Fitze, the other man standing stoically next to him)
Sidious- Now, why is there an armed rebellion starting against me Minister?
Fitze- My lord I... we couldn't have... I take full responsiblity for my failure sir.
Sidious- So be it.
(The Emperor raised his corrupted hand shooting a bolt of lighting slamming right into Fitze's chest)
Sidious- This is the price of failure Minister!
(The Emperor raised up from his throne, still shooting lighting through a writhing Fitze's body)
Sidious- Thousands of years of planning and manipulating will not be undone by these rebel scums! You will pay the ultimate price for your failure!
(The black clad man put his staff in between the Emperor and Fitze)
Man- I believed that will be unnecessary My Lord. This man may still have his uses.
Sidious- How dare you oppose me Prophet! Your order is not above my decrees!
Prophet- The Prophets of the Dark Side serve you as always my lord, but I foresee this one may still have a part to play in this game.
Sidious- Very well. Go Fitze. Do not fail me again.
(Fitze, still smoldering from the lighting, collected himself and limped quickly away)
Sidious- Why did you spare him?
Prophet- Because he is a cornered man. He has not place left to go, no purpose other than to serve as he has always done. He will find these Rebels and destroy them.
Sidious- And then?
Prophet- And then we need only take his saga to it's only logical conclusion: death.
(Meanwhile, Coruscant Docks)
(The figures of escaped Imperial Intelligence Director Meredith and Major Kalin stood motionless in the decrepit building as the Imperial Agents Rhenn and Dackr pounded on the door)
Rhenn- Open up in there!
Dackr- There's not place left to hide!
(The Agents finally burst down the door, rushing in blasting the figures)
Rhenn- Analysis of situation Agent Dackr?
Dackr- Bodies seem to be made of plastic, mannequins, straw-men made to discourage us from finding the true queries, Agent Rhenn.
Rhenn- It would indeed seem that way Agent Dackr. But perhaps a clue may be left.
(Rhenn bent down and picked up a small strand of orange-ginger colored hair)
Dackr- Bothe suspects have black hair Agent Rhenn.
Rhenn- Which means, Agent Dackr, that this hair came from our Jedi accomplice. DNA testing and security camera footage will soon lead us to our targets.
(Raxus Prime, Rebel Command Base, 2 days later)
Revees- Yes ambassador, our movement is very grateful to have your support. We will see you on Obroa-Skai for the conference in one week then.
Maxwell- Well what do you know. This place is starting to look like and actual base.
Revees- Indeed, and more people are joining our movement every day. A main meeting of Rebellion leaders is being planned on Corellia by some Jedi. I'll be meeting with several other ambassadors next week. I-
Ben- Commodore! Sir!
Ben- Quick sir, I just finished decrypting the Imperial files and, well look for yourself!
Maxwell- By the Force! This is a contains instructions to begin sending purge troopers to execute all remaining Jedi!
Revees- What?! I thought we just destroyed that databank on Polis Massa?
Maxwell- That was just the beginning. Imperial Intelligence has already dispatched purge squads to find and kill Jedi.
Revees- That's it! You two come with me. Where are Gulio and Alinta?
Maxwell- They're still fighting with insurgents on Balmorra-
Revees- We're going there in person. The Republic lasted so long because of the Jedi, and I'm not about to lose the few we have left to the Empire. Without Jedi our movement is doomed. Where is General Burg?
Ben- Down in the cellblock-
Revees- I need to see him, you two get the ship ready. We leave immediately.
Rebel Soldier- Sir!
Revees- At ease soldier. General Burg, I am putting you in charge of the base while I go to Balmorra. The Jedi are in danger.
Burg- What?! Sir, this is ridiculous! You are the face of the Rebellion, if you die-
Revees- Listen to me soldier, I do not plan on dying. I may be the face of the Rebellion but the real force behind it are the Jedi and the men and women willing to fight.
Burg- Sir let me go. You can't-
Revees- No, we both know you are the more able commander if something were to happen to me. Now watch the base, that's an order.
Burg- Yes sir.
(Burg glared as Revees walked quickly away, Moff Kane grinned through his cell bars at the general)
Kane- Oh look, he trusts you. But your movement truly is doomed if all your leaders are so reckless.
Burg- Shut up Imperial.
Kane- It's only the truth. If, say, you were in charge, the Rebellion might stand a fighting chance, so sad that it isn't that way though.
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