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Saga - OT The Journal of the Former Emperor's Hand [L/M] Updated: 12/24/17

Discussion in 'Fan Fiction- Before, Saga, and Beyond' started by Carlos Danger, Jan 2, 2016.

  1. Carlos Danger

    Carlos Danger Jedi Knight star 2

    Jul 25, 2013
    I am still writing this story. Sorry for the long delay. I have been working a lot of hours this week. People are getting the flu and calling in sick to work.

    I just wanted to share a little drawing a friend did for me. After seeing the movie I wondered how Mara would have responded to some of those movie scenes. So here's a drawing of Mara and Luke on the island.
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  2. AzureAngel2

    AzureAngel2 Jedi Grand Master star 6

    Jun 14, 2005
    I read your last two updates during my lunch break which is only half an hour. But those were 30 minutes well spent. I am glad you are back with new goodies for us. With one of my favourite fanfic couples.
  3. Carlos Danger

    Carlos Danger Jedi Knight star 2

    Jul 25, 2013
    Yeah, those two fools are in love. I hope Luke had somebody in the new canon. He seems so sad and broken in TLJ. :(
    I think they were doing some sort of 'Fifty Shades of Grey Jedi'. [face_laugh]
    Yes, it is the same guy. But there is a complication. The interrogator can't use the Force to break the man because it will probably cause the suicide switched to be flicked. They will have to keep the Force binders on. So they may have to interrogate the old fashioned way.
    I hope to write more next week. I have almost 50 hours at work this week and I may get up to sixty hours this weekend. It is because of people calling in sick with the flu. I should have a nice big paycheck this month. :D

    Here is a short update.


    Entry 91
    Luke left in the morning aboard a nondescript shuttle. My feelings for the man are growing and this goodbye was far more difficult than the others. To make matters worse, when I went into work I had to suffer through Commander Darten’s knowing looks and insufferable smirk.

    “How did your case research go?” he said with a slightly teasing voice as he waved me into his office.

    I gave him a tight smile as I took a seat in front of his desk. “Good. I’d like to pull in one of the Inquisitors we have under surveillance and bring him in for questioning. To be exact, I want to arrest the one situated on the Imperial world Sverdi and bring him to General Iwanuk for interrogation.”

    He rubbed a hand over his chin in thought. “Don’t you think he may end up dead like the last Inquisitor?”

    I gave a light shrug of my shoulder. “Skywalker and I think we have figured a way to prevent his death. I just need permission to do the arrest and one or two men to assist me…but I’d like to keep this from the Imperial forces on Sverdi until I have the situation under control. The Inquisitor may be able to sense danger. I want to be the only one to know my true mission until I captured him. Then we can alert the authorities to notify them that I have Imperial permission to transport my prisoner off planet.”

    Darten nodded. “Of course. Just let me know what you need.”

    “Thank you sir.” I stood with a salute and exited my commander’s office. I looked around the department trying to choose a suitable agent to accompany me. I noticed Sergeant Breon, back from the West Quadrant with little to show for his efforts. Maybe Breon was right about the difficulty of infiltrating the Kanjis. I heard from other agents that the Kanjis were a very wary and tightknit group of criminals. Most were related to each other in some way and they rarely brought in outsiders into their inner circle. Perhaps it was time to assign the sergeant to a more realistic mission.

    “Sergeant Breon!”

    I must have startled the red skinned Zeltron because he choked on the caf he was sipping resulting in a stream of steaming fluid exiting through his nose before he dropped the remainder of his drink down the front of his grey uniform. He quickly pulled off his tunic before the hot liquid seeped through to burn his skin. He looked up at me nervously. “Yes, Ma’am!”

    I suppressed a smile at the man’s predicament. He was standing in the middle of the department wearing uniform pants, white undershirt and holding his uniform tunic dripping with hot liquid. “You’re out of uniform,” I said with a deadpan tone.

    “Oh,” he went to put his tunic on, but I stopped him. “Go back to the barracks and change your uniform. You are accompanying me on a mission.”

    He looked extremely apprehensive. I think I put a little more than a scare into the man the last time we talked. “Yes, Ma’am. May I ask how long we will be gone so I can pack accordingly?”

    “No more than a week. Meet me at docking bay fifty-four in two hours. Bring a uniform, standard blaster and some casual clothing for undercover work.” When he didn’t immediately move I gestured to the door. “Now.”

    He attempted to move out quickly and sharply, but slipped on the puddle of caf on the floor. After some impressive slippery footwork he was able to recover his balance and make his escape.

    I shook my head wondering if I was making a big mistake taking this idiot with me.

    Entry 92

    We took a Lambda-Class shuttle to the planet Sverdi. Sergeant Breon sat in the copilot seat fidgeting nervously. “May I ask what’s the mission, Ma’am?”

    I glanced over to him as I piloted the ship. “It’s best you don’t know the details.”

    I know that had to sound ominous, but I was telling the truth. If the Inquisitor sensed we were coming for him there was little chance of taking him alive. Of course, my reluctance to brief the sergeant only made him more nervous. I am not positive, but I suspect he believes I’m going to send him off on a suicide mission or perhaps simply shoot him out the airlock for his earlier insubordination.

    “Ma’am, I apologize for not being able to infiltrate the Kanjis. I tried repeatedly...” He trailed off and sat silent for a moment. “Am I being transferred? I know what happens to people who don’t perform to standard. I heard Specialist Tommins was transferred to Lola Sayu for filing fictitious reports.”

    I laughed out loud. “What? This is the first I heard of this. Who told you that?”

    He shrugged. “Word gets around the department. When she couldn’t gain any actionable intelligence on Chandrila she was transferred to the 64th Intelligence unit and a few weeks later we heard she was sent to a long duration undercover mission on Lola Sayu.”

    I had to snicker. Lola Sayu was a volcanic planet that once was the home of a huge prison known as ‘The Citadel’. I‘ve never been there, but I was told the planet’s major geographic feature was a giant sea of sulfur. “The 64th is not a bad unit. It sound like she pissed off somebody in her new chain-of-command shortly after arriving.”

    He nodded silently as apprehension continued to ooze from him.

    I gave him a sideways glance. “You’re not getting transferred or any other horrific fate you can conjure up. I needed help on this mission and I thought I would give you a chance to make up for your subpar performance.”

    He let out a relieved breath. “Thank you, Ma’am. I will do my best.”

    I smirked. “Let’s just hope your best is good enough, or else I may end up volunteering you to assist Tommins on her undercover mission.”

    Breon silently nodded and remained quiet for the remainder of the flight.

    Entry 93

    When we arrived on Sverdi I told Sergeant Breon to stay on the shuttle while I check out the situation. I read all of the surveillance reports of this Inquisitor. He was going by the name L’dor Timk. He was a thirty-six years old human, with dark brown hair, green eyes, average build and was working as a civilian security guard in the local starship port. The man was a creature of habit. He swiped his badge through the work timekeeper device at exactly 0600 hours. He gossiped with his coworkers and drank caf before getting his shift change report from the off going security staff. At 0630 he started his rounds ensuring the safety and security of travelers within the port.

    He rarely deviated from his pattern unless he ran into unruly pilots or crew. All I needed to do was find the best location to stun him. After watching him for most of the day I realized one of the places he checked was the public restrooms that were located down a deserted hallway. Now that I have a location, I simply need to spring the trap.

    Entry 94

    “So you want me to wait in the bathroom until the right moment?” Sergeant Breon asked looking confused. He was wearing a crisp Imperial uniform with an intimidating blaster on his side “How will I know when it is the right moment?”

    I looked at my wrist chrono. Agent Timk should be on his way any moment. “You will hear me call for you. Don’t ask questions, just get in there and wait.”

    “Yes, Ma’am,” he said softly as he slipped into the male ‘fresher. I stood outside in my undercover outfit, which consisted of a flowery print dress, heels and purse. At my feet I had two small suitcases. One was a nondescript leather bag and the second was a smaller, vinyl sided suitcase with images of Tie Fighters along the side. It was a bag a small boy would carry. I hoped I looked like a mom waiting for her young son to exit the men’s latrine. I clamped down on my Force presence, which masked my Force signature, but also made it difficult to sense others with the Force. I just hope Agent Timk didn’t run into any detours along the way.

    After about five minutes I noticed the man turn the corner and make his way down the hall. As he approached I smiled widely and motioned him over to me. “Excuse me, my seven year old ran ahead to the bathroom and he hasn’t come out. I don’t think he could have gotten past me, but it is possible. Could you please go in and check for me. I don’t want to barge in if other men are inside.”

    The agent gave me a faint smile. “My pleasure.” He hesitated slightly at the door. I assume he sensed Sergeant Breon’s nervous anticipation as he waited inside the latrine. Instead of sensing a trap, I am certain he believed he was picking up the emotions of some pedophile ready to accost my fictional son. His eyes narrowed as he slung open the door. He didn’t get more than a step inside before I pulled the blaster out of my purse and shot him point-blank. The stunned man crumbled to the ground. A second later Sergeant Breon opened the door all the way and stared down at the unconscious man. “Can I assume this is the right moment, Ma’am?”

    I put my blaster back into the purse and pulled out my comlink to contact my other agent that was supposed to have this man under surveillance. “This is Captain Colay, Imperial Intelligence. Agent Fianco, come in?”

    My agent’s voice came over the comlink. “Yes ma’am.”

    “Get to the bathroom on the west side of the port. I am bringing in the Inquisitor.”

    Sergeant Breon took an apprehensive step backwards. “This is an Inquisitor?”

    “Yes,” I said as I leaned down to the unconscious man and pressed a hypospray device to his neck, injecting him with a sedative that would keep him out for hours. Finally, I took out the pair of Force-cuffs and slapped them on my prisoner. I looked up and saw Imperial Agent Fianco running down the hall to our position. He was wearing civilian clothing, but pulled out a badge from under his shirt that identified him as an Imperial Agent. I pointed to the Inquisitor. “You and Breon get him to my ship. After you dump him off, Agent Fianco I want you to get a warrant from the local Imperial judicial branch to search Timk’s quarters, confiscate all documents, datapads and computers. Return to Epta Prime with any evidence you recover. We are looking for any information about possible child slavery shipments or who he is really working for.”

    “Yes Ma’am.” He motioned to Breon to help get the man to his feet.

    With any luck we will be loaded onto the shuttle and out of the area before any of the Inquisitor’s allies or confidants knew what happened.
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  4. WarmNyota_SweetAyesha

    WarmNyota_SweetAyesha Chosen One star 7

    Aug 31, 2004
    =D= =D= Excellent team work there. Now to get some answers.
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  5. AzureAngel2

    AzureAngel2 Jedi Grand Master star 6

    Jun 14, 2005
    Yepp, loved the team work as well. This is the only way to get results. :D
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  6. RX_Sith

    RX_Sith C&G Game Host star 5 VIP - Game Host

    Mar 13, 2006
    Great team work to catch the Inquisitor.
  7. Chyntuck

    Chyntuck Force Ghost star 5

    Jul 11, 2014
    This was neat. Poor Sergeant Breon, he's a lousy guy but he's really terrified of Litassa now [face_laugh] I also had a good laugh at the idea that Tommins was shunted to a terrible place behind the scenes. And it was a great trap they laid for the Inquisitor. Hopefully they can smuggle him out before anyone gets wind of it!
  8. Carlos Danger

    Carlos Danger Jedi Knight star 2

    Jul 25, 2013
    If anybody could get information it would be General Iwanuk...aka Agent Kyramud.
    Thank you.
    Thanks. Tommins probably propositioned the wrong person. lol!

    Entry 95

    I contacted General Iwanuk and explained the situation. He met my shuttle with a squad of Stormtroopers upon landing on Epta Prime. The Inquisitor remained sedated through the entire trip. The troopers loaded him on a repulsor gurney and whisked him off to our Intel building. I fell in step with the general as we followed close behind.

    The general glanced over to me. “Commander Darten informed me that the Force binders have to remain on during the interrogation, is that right?”

    I gave a curt nod. “Yes sir. I believe he may have a Force-suggestion that will trigger his suicide if captured.”

    “I see,” he muttered softly. A slight grin graced his lips as he rubbed his hands together in expectation. “I guess that means I get to interrogate him the old fashioned way.”

    I may be a hardened Imperial assassin, but General’s gleeful anticipation of torture caused a chill to run down my spine.

    We brought the captive to the basement. The building we occupy was once an old hospital and the room the Inquisitor was maneuvered into appeared to be the morgue. General Iwanuk pointed to an autopsy table. “Put him there.”

    The Stormtroopers placed the man on the durasteel slab. I went over and examined the makeshift hand and leg restraints that were obviously added recently. As the troopers secured the Inquisitor I walked over to a steel surgical tool table lined with a horrific assortment of tools that ran the gamut from scalpels and clamps to hammers and garden shears.

    General Iwanuk came up beside me. “I will use the least painful means of persuasion first. If I can’t make him break we can stun him, deactivate the cuffs, and see if I can do a Force interrogation on an unconscious man.” He took off his uniform tunic revealing a grey undershirt beneath. He picked up a moisture proof vinyl apron and slid it over his head and tied it up at his back. “I would do it first, but your report said the last inquisitor’s Force choke didn’t stop even when stunned. I don’t want him to die before I have a chance to question him.”

    “Good thinking sir.” I hesitated for a moment. “Do you wish me to remain?”

    He picked up a nasty looking stabbing type of instrument. “This is not something for a young lady to see. I’ll call you when I have something.”

    Although I have killed more than my fair share of sentients…I never resorted to torture. I don’t think I have the stomach for it. “Thank you sir.”

    Entry 96

    An hour later Commander Darten contacted me on my office intercom requesting my presence in his office. When I entered I found a jovial General Iwanuk lounging on a chair in my commander’s office. Commander Darten didn’t look as cheery as the general officer.

    “Close the door and sit down,” Commander Darten instructed me.

    I did so and sat in one of his office chairs. I glanced over to General Iwanuk and was relieved that he wasn't covered with blood. Perhaps the Force interrogation did work.

    The general grinned. “That was a good catch, Captain Colay. I learned a lot from the suspect.”

    “Thank you sir. May I ask what you discovered?”

    He straightened in his seat as he ran a hand over his short-cropped hair. “He is an Imperial Inquisitor. He disappeared into the unknown region after the signing of the Galactic Concordance peace treaty. He said he met up with other expatriates to include Grand Admiral Sloane and General Brendol Hux. It is as I expected…a number of Moffs, admirals and generals fled to the unknown region in order to regroup.”

    My brow rose in surprise. I was shocked that an Inquisitor gave up his secrets so easily. I guess the General noticed my astonishment and chuckled. “I wish I could credit my fearsome reputation as an interrogator when it came to acquiring the information, but to be honest, he was more excited that he was talking to the infamous Agent Kyramud than scared. He told me everything once he realized he was among Imperials.” He looked to Commander Darten. “He belongs to a new breed of Imperial called The First Order. He offered me a job in this new organization.” He looked to me. “In fact, he would like to recruit as many upper echelon Imperials as possible into The First Order…including the young Imperial that somehow managed to capture an Inquisitor.”

    My commander slouched in his seat. “You mean, become deserters and break the treaty?”

    General Iwanuk shook his head. “Not really. The Empire can stay with its treaty, but us, as individuals can desert our current posts and become part of this new Imperial government.”

    Darten groaned. “I want to retire and never have to fight a war again.”

    The general snickered. “Then stay. From what he told me, this First Order doesn’t mind the current Empire interacting with the New Republic. It gives the former Rebels something to focus on while they are off in the unknown region doing whatever the hell they are doing to regroup.” He looked in my direction. “How about you Colay? Will you join this new and improved Empire?”

    I have heard of General Hux before, but I was unaware of his first name…Brendol…which sounds very similar to ‘Bread oil’. The children Luke and I saved said they heard their captors say they were bringing them ‘Bread oil’…or perhaps bringing them to Brendol. Could the General be the person ordering the abduction of younglings?

    “It depends, Sir” I addressed General Iwanuk. “Are they the people kidnapping children?” My mouth drew into a tight line. “If so, I won’t agree to work for people who abduct children.”

    The general stared at me intently. I wasn’t sure which side he decided to serve, but I would rather leave the Empire completely before becoming part of a slavery operation. “If the Inquisitor was telling the truth…and there is no way for me to verify his information without taking off the Force binders…they were recruiting younglings to train to be future Imperial soldiers…but the recruits were supposed to be volunteers…orphans or freed slaves. Recruits were not to be abducted. The people they tasked to find trainees obviously decided abducting recruits was easier than searching for volunteers. The First Order was unaware of the situation until recently.” He paused for a breath. “Anyway, I was told Brendol Hux was in charge of training the younglings.”

    It took every milligram of self-control not to roll my eyes. “No offense sir, but he is feeding you a load of Rancor scat. The hundreds of children who have been reported missing in the last year were all old enough to inform General Hux that they were not orphans, but kidnap victims. Either this First Order ordered the abductions or they are turning a blind eye to how they are getting recruits. Either way, I’m staying here.”

    “Same here,” Commander Darten muttered.

    We both looked over to General Iwanuk who appeared disappointed. “I understand your reluctance. I don’t entirely believe the man and this child abduction business doesn’t sit well with me either.” He paused in thought before continuing. “But I’m also chaffing under the Galactic Concordance. We are subjugated to outer rim worlds while the New Republic occupies the Core.” He grimaced as he ran a frustrated hand over his face. “We used to own the Galaxy, but then morons like Grand Moff Tarkin decided to invest all of our military budget into planet destroyers. The destruction of Alderaan was psychotic and all it did was inspire the Rebels to fight harder. We lost the war right then and there. There was no way to put a positive spin on that particular military operation. It’s not like we didn’t try. Hell, our propaganda department invented evidence that Alderaan caused it’s own destruction while attempting to manufacture superweapons for the Rebels…but nobody believed it. The bottom line was nobody could remain neutral in the war anymore. You either stay with a government that slaughtered a billion people in one shot or you opposed that régime.” He blew out a frustrated breath. “I want to see this First Order. Hopefully they learned a lesson from history and are pulling their resources together to build fleets of Star Destroyers and legions of Stormtroopers, instead of putting their faith in idiotic superweapons.”

    The General stood, prompting Commander Darten and I to rise to our feet. He shook our hands with a smile. “I might not see you again. I was told it was a one-way trip for me. The First Order wants to increase its size and power before revealing themselves to the New Republic. At that time there might be a way to merge the old Empire with the First Order.”

    My brow shot up. “Is the First Order looking at maintaining the peace?”

    The general shrugged. “I don’t know. They may wish to have peace, but they also want to renegotiate the treaty for more favorable terms for the Empire. Right now we were treated like the losers of the war…and the spoils went to the victors. I think they want a redistribution of those spoils.”

    “What about the Inquisitor?” Commander Darten asked.

    A frown crossed the General’s face. “I need him to get to the First Order. I’m taking him with me.”

    “What about the other Inquisitors?” I asked harshly. “Even if the First Order isn’t ordering the kidnapping of children, they don’t deny forcing children they do acquire to serve the First Order.”

    General Iwanuk made a placating gesture. “I will ask the First Order leadership to remove any Inquisitor working in Imperial territories.”

    “And the ones working in New Republic space?”

    He looked down at his boots and shuffled his feet uncomfortably. “I will leave that up to the New Republic to handle.” He gave us a curt nod before leaving.

    I looked over to Commander Darten. “Well, this complicates matters.”

    He nodded as he sat down. “Especially for you.”

    I gazed at him inquisitively. “What do you mean by that?”

    He gave a sardonic snort followed by a chuckle. “You know exactly what I mean by that. You are sitting on information that your Jedi boyfriend would love to know.”

    I gritted my teeth in frustration. I knew this would happen; it was inevitable. “I’m a loyal Imperial. I don’t plan on telling him about the First Order…but this situation with the Inquisitors and abducting children…that I can’t condone.”

    “Then out the Inquisitors to him,” Commander Darten suggested. “Let your Jedi capture them like you did.”

    I gave my commander a hard look. “What you are suggesting may not be treasonous but a breach in loyalty at the very least.”

    He shook his head adamantly. “You heard the General. He said to let the New Republic handle the Inquisitors within their domain. I interpreted that as permission to disclose their identities.”

    I walked over and shut the door to his office. “I really don’t think that is what the General was suggesting.”

    Darten rolled his eyes. “You mean the man who just told us he was about break out one of our prisoners and then defect from the Empire?”

    My brow rose. “That’s right. We could have him arrested.”

    Darten laughed as he waved me off. “You go ahead and try. I am going to retire in peace and not become embroiled in a court martial that could easily get twisted around and result in me sitting in the brig.”

    I sat back down and thought about the situation. There was nothing to gain by preventing the General from leaving with the Inquisitor…but if the two Imperial governments did one day merge, it might be advantageous to have somebody we know working for the First Order.

    “So,” I said slowly. “I have your permission to reveal the identity of the Inquisitors to the New Republic?”

    He nodded. “Yes, and I hope every one of those child abducting Di’kuts Force chokes themselves when caught. Good riddance.”

    I couldn’t agree more. Good riddance to Sith child abusers.
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  9. WarmNyota_SweetAyesha

    WarmNyota_SweetAyesha Chosen One star 7

    Aug 31, 2004
    Iwanuk seems honest and principled about what goals he wants his government or the First Order offshoot to pursue. Puts Darten and Litassa in a bind about what to do/reveal. [face_thinking] A literal and personal conflict of interest but they both draw the line at child abductors.
  10. RX_Sith

    RX_Sith C&G Game Host star 5 VIP - Game Host

    Mar 13, 2006
    Definitely a sticky situation that Darten and Litassa will have to decide what to do.
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  11. Chyntuck

    Chyntuck Force Ghost star 5

    Jul 11, 2014
    "Sticky situation" doesn't begin to describe it! I don't like this Iwanuk character AT ALL. Besides the fact that the mere idea of a torturer gives me the creeps, it seems that there aren't many lines he's not willing to cross in order to restore the Empire to a semblance of glory. I kind of wonder how he'll fare once he's joined the First Order.

    And now, Darten and Litassa are caught in the middle – the "legit" Empire is essentially sandwiched between the Republic and the First Order, it's just that most of them don't know it yet. But she has a pretext to meet up with Luke again, so it can't be all bad!
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