Krennic's pov
I arrived where Darth Vader directs everything. A former military with serious mental problems, formerly Anakin Skywalker, he was burned to third degree by being left for dead. His wife died years ago by realizing what he has become. His children, who cares about them?
I waited in front of his "office". He opened the door. He was wearing a breathing mask and his face was hidden by a mask to hide his physical damage.
- Director Krennic.
- Vader. I never knew how to call him, sir, boss, or lord? It was either exaggerated or impolite to his statue.
- Always there to lick the boots of his superiors.
- No, I was only waiting for my report, the weapon is ready and has already been tested.
- I'll stop you now. There is no Death Star, Jedha was destroyed in a mining disaster.
- Impossible, I was present when the order to destroy the city was executed.
- You did not come so I could see you crawling. Galen Erso has in no way contributed to the integrity of this weapon. He walked away from me so I could leave the room.
- You will inform the supreme commander of this- he ran to me, pressing me against the wall, and strangling me with his prosthesis right arm.
- Be careful not to chock on your aspirations, Director Krennic. He released me and left the room for good...
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2. Cops (English Version + Rewriting) [Finished]
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