Dark Side (Finished)

10. Month later

I've updated previous chapter.

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Minister Tua was in heaven. Agent Kallus was so full of vigor and energy... She could be with him for life. Unfortunately, they were called by duties. Kallus had just finished dressing up, when he noticed that his beloved companion was awake and watching him with a slight smile on her lips.

"Good morning. Did I wake you?" man smiled and kissed the woman in her forehead.

"No," Maketh shook her head "Although if you didn't get up, it would be better"

Suddenly they heard an angry roar somewhere outside. It was a furious Grint, to whom joined also furious Aresko. Surprised Imperials quickly finished getting ready and ran outside. 

The two garrison officers looked with disgust at the wall of the garrison. It was decorated with colorful spots and caricatures of officers, agent and miss minister. Tua felt her jaw drop.

"Who... Who dared to...?" she hissed, feeling that the blood boiled in her veins.

"Our rebels," Kallus growled pointing to the purple phoenix. Next to it, someone painted black 'S' with bloody red line on it. Mandalorian symbol of revenge...

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Sabine Wren has changed. Ezra's death touched her more than anybody else in Ghost's crew. She still painted pictures that inspired people to fight against the Empire, but she missed energy she's once had. Revenge. It's the only thing she kept thinking about. Revenge for the death of the innocent child, her friend, brother...

Rage of the Imperials gave her satisfaction, but only death of Inquisitor would make her happy.

"Hey, Specter 5, do you copy?" it was Zeb. She has disappeared in the middle of the night, but they quickly figured out where she went.

"This is Specter 5, yes, I copy, Specter 4. What's the matter?" she responded with obvious irritation to the microphone of her com-link.

"The captain said that you have to immediately return to the ship. Better prepare yourself a good excuse," growled Lasat and then he sighed, "Sabi, we know that it's hard for you, but we had to stick together, right?"

"Tell Mom and Dad...!" Sabine shouted angrily.

"RIGHT?" Zeb was adamant.

"Ugh... Right" girl capitulated. God dammit.

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On board of The Ghost was video conference. Hera, Kanan, Zeb and Chopper sat around the holo-projector. They spoke with Cikarto Vizago.

"Honey, I'm home!" Sabine yelled from the hallway. Twi'lek and Jedi slumped angrily.

"Can you tell me where have you been?" asked Hera and her eyes widened when Mandalorian girl entered the living room "What have you done with your armor?!"

Armour, once in cheerful colors, was now completely black. The only color addition was a red symbol of revenge, painted on the helmet. Also, the girl's hairstyle has changed. Her hair was shorter, and dyed black with dark scarlet tips. 

"Karabast" Garazeb muttered.

"Oh, they grow up so fast" Vizago smirked. Attention of the rebels again focused on him. Adults looked pretty angry "Uhm, as I said, I got a big order from some group from Utapau. You will take them five boxes of imperial blasters, and they will give you five million credits. You will take money to me and then I'll give you... 40%? "

"60 and a penny less" Hera snapped. She was a tough negotiator.

"What?!" Vizago face turned purple from anger. After a moment, he smiled amiably and extremely false "Hera. Miss Syndulla. My dear pretty sunshine. Are you crazy? Do I look like a charity?!"

"And do we? You want us to have done the worst part of the job! You pay us 60% or start looking for new partners in business!" Twi'lek shouted.

Vizago bit his lip. He didn't relish losing that such money, but malicious smiles of rest of the crew said him that there is not much choice.

"Okay" he sighed "You won, Hera. Blasters are in Tarkintown, in ordinary hideout"

"It's been nice doing business with you," chuckled Captain Syndulla.