Jedi: The New Order

The Apprentice

  Over the planet Hoth, an Empire ship floats in space. The engines make no evident noise, due to the cold vacuum of space. The ship isn't exactly gigantic, but it's fairly larger than a standard cruiser would be. Enough to shock anyone unsuspecting of it's arrival. On board the ship, in the Bridge, stands two important individuals over a fray of workers.
  "They failed to capture the Jedi," the Sith Apprentice sighs, his mask creating a radio effect on his voice. He stands with his arms crossed over his chest, prominently displaying to all the authority he holds over them, as if his elaborate suit didn't do that enough. His sleek mask and helmet similarly resemble his master's, a black suit with armor plates around the soft areas, the leather gloves that insulate against electricity and heat. The suit, as with the Sith, was designed to withstand most elements.
  "Y-Yes, Sir," the other man, wearing a dark grey suit, stammers nervously. The power of the Sith emanates off of him like a foul stench, nonetheless threatening anyone in vicinity. This Imperial Officer is no fool, he's only recently begun working under the liege of the Sith, but had heard of his track record. If the rumors are true, the Sith is capable of remarkable Force feats, surpassing that of even Lord Vader when at full power. He even killed his last two Imperial Officers due to their attitudes following his orders.
"This is most disappointing," he shakes his head, looking with a blank expression down upon Hoth. "Prepare the Vader's Might for takeoff," he turns his head to look over his shoulder at the Officer, who stands nervously ready. "I suppose, if you want something done right, you have to do it yourself."
  "Aye, sir," the Imperial Officer quickly does a half bow, before rushing away from the Sith's side with a surge of relief flooding his body. He exits through a large, metal door that opens and closes as it senses his presence, chirring loudly. The Sith stands for a few moments longer, pondering an exact plan, when the sound of a crackle pulls him from his thoughts. The crackle comes from a small beacon on the floor, which shoots out a blue light and emits a moving image before the Sith.
  "My Apprentice," a deep, radio-static voice breathes through the image. A hologram of Darth Vader now projects before the Sith Apprentice, standing full height and all. The Sith drops to a knee respectfully, bowing his head.
  "My Master," he returns, displaying as much possible respect toward the cyborg who had raised and trained him all of his life.
  "What, is the status of your mission?" Lord Vader's voice echoes through the room, the mere sound of it being enough to freeze some of the workers aboard the Sith Apprentice's into a sudden halt.
  "The Jedi infiltrated the base and put a damper on the takeover, but it won't live much longer, my master," he responds, lifting his head to look up at his master. The Sith removes his helmet to show the sincerity and intensity in his eyes as he makes this next promise, "I'm going down there myself, and I'm going to capture the Jedi."
  "No," Darth Vader paused for a moment before shortly denying his apprentice's plan. The apprentice is taken aback, his eyes widening and his mouth opening slightly as he tries to understand. "When we intercepted the information from Cordova's Holocron, I stored a copy of the names in my personal databanks. You have a new mission now, my apprentice."
  "I- I see..." the Sith Apprentice looks toward the ground slightly, furrowing his brow and trying to piece everything together in a way that makes complete sense. He takes his helmet and puts it back on, clicking it into place. "What is thy bidding, my master?"
  "You, Starkiller, are to strike down one Ahsoka Tano," Lord Vader crosses his arms over his large chest, looking down upon his apprentice. "Bring me her lightsaber when the deed is done, and I shall rename you a Sith Lord. Then, together, we will destroy the Emperor and rule the galaxy."
  "I will obey thy demand, my master," true Sith bows his head once again, filled with rage and determination. "What should I know for this mission?"
  "Ahsoka Tano may not be a Jedi any more, but she is still a formidable foe, one powerful in the way of the Force," Darth Vader explains, his mask remaining overcast of his face, hiding any and all emotion. "She was once my apprentice, and she had even more potential than you do now," despite lacking a personal connection with his master, the apprentice felt a pang of disappointment with the words. "Find her on Tatooine, where she has been hiding out according to the Holocron."
  "Your wish is my command, my master. It will be done at once," Starkiller stands to his feet, offering a final bow of obedience, before Darth Vader's hologram image disappears. "Admiral Gerard!" He spins around and yells, startling everyone on deck. Within a moment's notice, the Imperial Officer hurriedly arrives on deck again, awaiting orders.
  "Yes, sir?" He asks with a nervous quiver, very obviously scared of being murdered on the spot. He clutches a holopad to his chest, as if it could defend him against a lightsaber.
  "Cancel the order for Vader's Might- redirect course for Tatooine. We have business," Starkiller explains, adjusting his cloak and turning away from the Imperial Officer once more.
  "Aye, sir, right away sir," the officer nods shakily, sprinting away once again. Seconds later, the entire ship begins to turn, groaning loudly as it does so. The stars seem to turn from dots into lines, and the ship's engines whir loudly. The gravity in the ship seems to pull everyone backward, until it suddenly leaps forward into light speed. After no time at all, the ship stops just as suddenly as it had taken off, over the multi-sunned planet of Tatooine.