Zir pov
I walked down the hallway of the ship. It wasn't the best ship I had seen, more primal than most but it was still a ship nevertheless. I stopped and stared out the window.
The void outside was dark. I sighed and walked to the bridge to see what kanan wanted.
I walked to through the doors and looked at him.
"We need to go to a system in the outer rim controlled by a woman named princess Casey." He said.
I nodded in understanding.
"Then let's head out." He said.
The Executioner 3rd pov.
Vader stared at the black eyes in his helmet. The dark evil eyes stared back at him with hate. He sighed quietly and put the helmet back on, the sound of his mechanical breathing could be heard again.
"What have I become?" He asked himself. He remembered all those years ago on tattoine when he was a slave and when he was with his mother.
