331st Imperial Army Special Forces (Star Wars Fan-Fic)

Defection in the 331st! Part I

1630 Hours
Tatooine, Arkanis Sector
331st IASF
Forward Operations Base

Nobody knows how the 426th IAAI was destroyed. The news just came in from their Radio Ops man. Small teams of 6 - 10 Rebels is normal, however 15-Man Rebel Raiding Squads is more concerning to the Empire. "Apparently we have a traitor amongst the 331st!" Our CO was extremely pissed off at the fact that a group of Rebels managed to take out a entire division of Heavy Imperial Repulsarlift Tanks. "WELL?!?!" He began to yell as I spotted another Private, who I went to IASF Boot Camp with. I slipped away and followed him out of the Enlisted Barracks. He got about 250m from the Barracks before I spoke up. "PVT. Shasoj" He quickly turned around to see where the voice was coming from, only to find nothing behind him. He continued to walk towards Base Entrance. "I don't think so." He fell down and hit the sandy ground pretty hard. "Wh-whos there?" His voice became shaky. "Take a good guess, Shasoj. Take a real good guess." I was still cloaked under my Personal Stealth Device. Shasoj reached for his Imperial Standard-Issue DL-44 Heavy Blaster Pistol, only to find out it wasn't there. I turned off my Stealth Generator. "Why would you turn on the Empire?" I pulled my Vibro-Katana from its sheath that sat on my waist. "Why?!?!" I yelled at him. Shasoj stood up, brandishing his Vibro-Knife. "You will for, Kiri!" Shasoj charged at me without thinking. I smiled and swung my sword, disarming Shasoj of his knife. "You won't be able kill me. I may be IASF, but I am the Melee Weapon Specialist Trainer for the 331st." Luckily, I was next to an Alarm Post. Giving the keypad a few pokes, the alarm went off.