Star Wars The Old Republic

"Jedi and Mandalorians were at War for Years 200 Years Ago. Many of Our People got slaughtered. Ursa isnt forgiving. You should not test her patience."

She shooks her head

"My Brother is a worthless Drunk who left Us. Hes a pathetic Man."

 

Irleen nod about Ursa.
"I see. Well, belive me or not, but it was honor for me to fight by side with mandalorian. It is shame that we could work tougether to resist Empire." On mention about Taluz, she shrug her arms.
"So it seems we have to waiting for next day, as he get back to normal. By the way, what do you thinking about us, before realise the true?"

 

Bo sighs

"You fought with Us instead of Running....that makes You ok in My Books. But i cant speak for My People ok?"

 

Several Hours pass before Arkads Imperial Shuttle reaches Coruscant and Lands inside The Base, which seemed to be extended to twice its size since The Commander left. As they leave The Shuttle Two Troopers approach them.

"Lady Mysa, Commander Leto You both are expected in The Throne Room" they point at a New Builded Massive Building, almost looking like a Temple for a God.

"What about me? I was leading The Striketeam" Saxon Replies confused.
The Troopers shook their Helmeted Heads. "Only Lady Mysa and Commander Leto"

Saxon shrugs his Shoulders and walks off

 

‘Very well, lead the way, Corporal,’ Arkad nodded to the troopers and walked behind them. He looked to his side, where Mysa was walking with him, ‘I do not expect the Emperor to be lenient.’
‘He won’t be, it’s not his way to show mercy. We will be lucky to leave the new palace alive,’ Mysa said, clutching the stump of her right arm. ‘We failed the Empire, Commander. We will get the punishment we deserve.’
Arkad grimaced, ‘Yes, that is what I expect too.’

 

The Troopers lead them to The Inside of The Palace Building. A Massive Door is infront of them. The Troopers step aside.

"Enter"

 

Arkad looked around, ‘They were certainly busy while we were away.’ Mysa didn't comment further and they entered through the massive doors.

 

They enter a Big Throne Room with 6 Shadow Guards standing in The Back by The Red Wall. Three on each Side. Emperor Vitiate sits in his Throne as they approach, his Massive Guard standing nearby to his Left like a Statue.

 

Mysa and Arkad approached the throne, kneeling before the Empror.
‘Master, I’ve failed you,’ Mysa said, her head downcast not daring to look at the Emperor, ‘The Jedi defeated me. You can witness the wounds they have inflicted. There is not excuse for my weakness.’
Arkad gulped, similarly looking to the ground as he reported to the Emperor, ‘The mission... was a disaster, your Majesty. Mysa, Saxon and myself are the only survivors. Some unknown enemy destroyed our cruisers in orbit without any warning.’

 

The Emperor leans back and stays silent, looking at them for a full minute before Replying.

"Commander Leto, Your Part was to Distract The Mandalorians and lure The Jedi out, not starting a Full on Conquest. Whoever Destroyed The Ships will be dealt with in Time....But You truly failed me. People spoke highly of You. Henceforth i will be more carefull with others opinions" he stares at Arkad.

 

‘I take full responsibility for the outcome of this mission, your Majesty. But I think my actions were justified. The Jedi were allied with the Mandalorians—apparently they did not know the two were Jedi—there was no chance to fight one without the other,’ Arkad said.
Mysa said, ‘The assault allowed me to enter the enemy stronghold, Master. My failure to defeat the two Jedi in hand-to-hand combat is another matter.’

 

"And did I grant You to speak Apprentice?!" He shouts, his voice echoes trough The Room several Times.

 

‘F-Forgive my insolence, Master. I was just-,’ Mysa shut her mouth.

 

He raises his left Hand and Purple Force Lightning hits Mysa. After a few Second he stops.

 

Mysa convulsed at the Emperor’s lightning attack, she screamed in pain, ‘AAaarrgh!’ When he had stooped, Mysa breathed heavily, her wounds having opened up again from the attack. She was taking laboured breaths.
Arkad watched the display with horror, but did not dare intervene between the Emperor and his apprentice.

 

The Emperor looks at Arkad again.

"Mandalore has no Use for My Plans. I wont tolerate Failures Anymore. Get out of My Sight and wait for further Orders."

 

Arkad kept his eyes downcast, ‘As you command, your Majesty.’ He looked at Mysa with worry for a moment and then left the throne room.

 

The Emperor watches Arkad leave and then looks at Mysa

"Defeated by Two Padawans. One of them crippled. Just like You now. Your very Presence disgusts me."

 

Mysa knew he was speaking the truth, she croaked through cracked lips, anger in her voice, ‘I won’t beg for your mercy, Master, because I know there is none to be had. Just make sure their fate will be worse than mine. Especially that blue Twi’lek bitch.’

 

He grabs her in a tight Force Choke

"You had untamed Power. High Potential. Now look at You...."