The Traitor

Chapter One

The sound of the alarm ringing throughout the Imperial dungeon ship was all Jezebel could hear as she ran through the halls of almost full cells. “All I need is to find my things and get to my ship. Hopefully, G9 is still on there.” She thought as she went around a corner. Jezebel stopped and looked at the two halls. Under her breath, she said, “God, this place is like a maze.” She then heard the sound of metal hitting metal and decided to go down the hall to her left. Jezebel ran around a corner and entered a hall with four large windows on one wall. Each window had a slight fog to it, which distorted her vision from a distance. 

Jezebel walked up to the first window and saw a small freighter that had light blue stripes on the top of the ship. She then went to the next window that was a few feet away. On the other side of the window was another light freighter, but it had red stripes on the top of the ship, each stripe connected to the smaller craft that sat on the top near the thrusters. Jezebel moved onto the third window that was at the same distance as the last, this time there was a medium-sized Imperial Gunboat with faint red stripes that led to the top back wing that seemed to have been modified. It had been shortened by a foot or so, it led to what appeared to be a smaller ship. “Well, now I know where my ship is,” said Jezebel as she moved away from the window. The sound of metal hitting the metal floor came from inside the hall behind her.

She quickly continued down the hallway then went around a left corner, “Where would they keep my armor?” Jezebel thought as she continued down the hall. She turned right and immediately stopped in her tracks, coming around the corner at the end of the hallway were two Storm Troopers. “Hey, you there!” the one on the left shouted as they both ran towards Jezebel, their footsteps hidden in the sound of the still ringing alarm. Jezebel turned around and ran back down the hall, she then immediately turned right and realized she was at a dead-end, there were only a few doors. She ran to the door at the very end and looked at the mechanical lock that was beside it.  Jezebel glanced behind her as the Storm Troopers ran past the hallway. 

“Idiots.” She said under her breath as she ripped the lock out of the wall to expose the wires. Jezebel looked at the wires. They were a mix of red, blue, green, and grey. She looked at a grey wire in the back hidden behind three red wires. She reached into the wire filled hole, took ahold of the grey wire then ripped the wire out. The door opened and Jezebel ran into the room.

She quickly turned to the lock on the inside of the room and closed the door. Once the door closed, the darkness swallowed her, and the alarm was muffled. She stood there for a few seconds to let her eyes adjust to the darkness. Once they did, she saw the outlines of large crates stacked on top of each other.

Jezebel took a step towards the first stack of crates. She looked at them and noticed there weren’t any labels. Jezebel took the top crate then slowly sat it on the floor. She opened it and saw different weapons. A bowcaster, that seemed to have been made by a Wookiee along with a bunch of ammunition for it. A few G-9 powered blasters and Ionization blasters. “Whoa,” Jezebel said under her breath. She picked up one of the G-9 blasters and looked at it, “I haven’t used one of these since the destruction of the first Death Star.” Jezebel thought as she pressed the small button on the side to charge it. 

Jezebel turned around once she heard a muffled sound coming from behind her. She held the blaster up and pointed in the direction she thought the sound came from. Jezebel slowly walked across the cargo bay to another stack of crates. She went to the end of the stacks and stopped, listening for another sound. There was another muffled sound. Jezebel quickly turned around the corner and pointed the blaster in front of her. She stopped and listened again, nothing. Jezebel began to walk against the wall, looking in between the rows of crates.