(Raxus Prime, several hours following the Imperial attack and subsequent destruction of the Rebel base)
Dr. Daroff- My lord, I am certain no ordinary living being could possibly have survived the explosion. These rebels left nothing to chance, it was lucky that you were no present when the bombs went off.
Darth Vader- I hope so Doctor, for your sake. The Emperor wants this rebellion crushed, and I will not tolerate failure!
Dr. Daroff- I understand my lord. As soon as we are finished with the body count, I will order the orbital strike to commence. Nothing will be able to live here again, I assure you.
Hazardtrooper- Lord Vader! We've found something!
(Vader walked over to the Hazardtroopers as one began sawing through the durasteel remnants of the base)
Vader- What is it soldier?
Hazardtrooper- We've detected movement within the wreckage sir. Something may be alive in there.
Vader- Exercise caution trooper, whoever it is I want them alive.
(The hazardtrooper nodded and returned to the ruined door way, just as there was a tremendous screech of metal upon metal and an avalanche of durasteel fell upon the soldiers)
Dr. Daroff- The Emperor's name! We need a medic over here, now! There's someone actually alive in there!
(Vader wheezed his armor struggled to filter the metal shards from the air. As the dust settled, Inquisitor Ljhou pulled himself out of the wreckage, throwing a pile of Jedi robes and lightsabers at the Dark Lord's feet.)
Ljhou- It is done my lord. They are dead.
Dr. Daroff- My lord, those are Jedi artifacts!
Vader- Perhaps Prophet Uzov was correct in ordering that you be spared. You have done well Inquisitor. Call a shuttle Doctor, and prepare the orbital strike. We are done here.
(Vader stopped as the orbital strike began to rain down on the remains of the base, the image of the Emperor flashing to life on his holoprojector)
Vader- It is done my lord. The Jedi and this rebellion are finished.
(Onderon, immediately following the events on Raxus Prime)
(Grand Marshal Basil and his wife, Countess Theodora ran out into the courtyard of their estate. Jedi Master former-Duke Bartolo L'quilac sat in his meditation position, grasping his head and yelling in pain)
Basil- Uncle! Uncle are you alright! Theodora, fetch some kolto pills quick!
(Basil knelt down next to his uncle as he blinked several times and began to recover)
Bartolo- Wha- where...Basil, what's happened? My head-
Basil- You're alright Uncle. You were screaming and grabbing your head, I've never seen you do anything like that before.
Bartolo- It was a vision, nephew. I haven't had anything like it for a long time, not since the war anyway. I saw a great darkness, almost like it was at Order 66, only worse.
Basil- Worse than Order 66?
Bartolo- Much. I don't know quite what it means, but I know what I must do. You have been very kind to me, sheltering me since the end of the war, but now...now it is time I left.
(At those words, Theodore's eyes began to water and she sunk down to her knees weeping)
Basil- Theodora! My dear, what is wrong?
Theodora- Oh, Basil! I just- The family’s falling apart again! It’s just like when they took Konstantin from us! When the stormtroopers tore him from my arms and made him king! Nearly ten years and I- the Queen Mother have not seen my only son!
(Basil gently took her hands and brought her to her feet)
Basil- I know, it has been far too long, but-
(He glanced back at Bartolo. She nodded, and smiled weakly at Basil)
Theodora- I know. I know that you cannot stay, that you must leave with Bartolo, for whatever this journey will bring, but I just ask, that when the opportunity should come, that you bring our son home.
(Basil began to speak, but simply nodded, and embraced his wife before preparing to leave)
(Several hours later, Bartolo dressed as an Onderonian servant and Boris in his full military uniform prepared to depart)
Basil- Now what kind of trip exactly are we going on uncle?
Bartolo- Truly I do not know, the Force can be very vague with details. Perhaps, it will be just like those drexyl riding trips the other uncles take their nephews on, but no. If there is anyplace to begin our search it is Iziz, the Force will guide us from there.
Basil- Then let us be off. Iziz beckons.
(She ran up, handing a white military cap to Basil)
Theodora- What is an Onderonian Noble without his cap? Travel safely my dear, and bring our son back.
Basil- I will, when we return our family will be whole again, this much I swear.
(Several hours later. Iziz, the Capital of Onderon, Victory Plaza)
(A large group of angry citizens shouted slogans and chanted against the statue of the former tyrant of Onderon, Sith Lord Freedon Nadd)
Construction Foreman- Ugh! Will you people please be quiet! I don’t like this bloddy statue any more than you do but either I built it or the king has my head and another finishes it!
(The foreman glanced over at the Imperial Garrison-Embassy as a stormcommando emerged, grinning sinisterly at him)
Foreman- Blast it’s him again! Just when I thought this day couldn’t be any worse.
Basil- What is going on here? I have not seen Victory Plaza so crowded since the defeat of the Separatist invasion.
Bartolo- Hmm, I see something ahead. It looks to be a confrontation of some sort.
(The foreman crossed his arms as the stormcommando approached, scraping his knife against the construction supports)
Foreman- I wish you would not do that. The sound is almost as unbearable as your constant visits.
Stormcommando- Watch your mouth foreman. If you would carry out the King’s instructions, my visits would not be needed.
Foreman- His Majesty’s instructions are very intricate, even with complete peace it would be hard to carry them out.
Stormcommando- Ah I see, the protesters are the problem.
(The crowed came to an abrupt hush as the stormcommando pointed his blaster at them, deliberately flicking the safety switch on an off)
Stormcommando- I think I can silence them for you foreman.
(The stormcommando spun around, pressing his knife to the foreman’s chest as he pulled him away from the crowd)
Foreman- What are you doing! You cannot open fire upon a peaceful crowd!
Stormcommando- On the contrary I have come to make an example out of you, the King’s will cannot be defied. Therefore, someone has to die.
(The stormcommando took careful aim and fired, knocking a construction worker from the scaffoldind as the crowd gasped and screamed below)
Bartolo- I have to do something! Stay here Basil, I am going to save him!
Basil- Don’t be a fool, they’ll shoot you on sight!
Bartolo- I know nephew. The Force has lead me here for a reason, I must do this.
(The crowd gasped again as Bartolo leaped into the plaza, blasting the stormcommando away as he gently lifted the worker to the ground)
Bartolo- There. Feeling alright boy?
Worker- You…you…you’re a Jedi!
(Concurrent with the events in the Plaza. Imperial Governor’s office, looking over the Plaza)
Rhenn- But surely there must be something that the most benevolent governor can do for we poor agents.
Dackr- Perhaps in return for the elimination of rivals for the local Moff position or the disappearing of local troublemakers?
Governor Nassos- Tempting, but no. I understand your search for missing agents and Jedi have lead you here, but there is nothing that I can do. The situation on Onderon is a very fragile one, a single misstep and we lose everything.
Rhenn- Then we would be most glad to assist you in keeping this fragile footing.
Nassos- No. This operation requires a delicate political touch, not backhanded murders and disappearances!
Technician- Sir! We have an emergency alarm from the Plaza garrison, some sort of riot or something.
Nassos- Blast it! Inform the King that we have the situation under control. You two want to help, fine! Come with me.
(The governor’s eyes opened wide in disbelief as he entered the Plaza. Bartolo swiftly leaped backwards evading the stormcommando’s blast while launching a stormtrooper away with a force blast)
Nassos- What in blazes! Shoot him you fools!
Onderon Captain- Stay where you are! No one move!
(A sharp whistle rang out as the guards stormed the Plaza)
Bartolo- On that, it must be my time to go.
(Bartolo launched the final stormtrooper flying back at the stormcommando before taking off with force speed away from the Plaza)
Protester- Royal Guards! Everyone disperse!
(Before Basil could react, the Guards surrounded him, while othere chased after the fleeing protesters)
Captain- You there! Halt! Hmm, you do not look like the ordinary rabble I see here. Who are you?
Basil- Well, I happen to be former Grand Marshal Basil L'quilac, the father of our current King Konstantin.
Captain- I, well then, your papers seem to confirm your claim, but I thought-
Stormcommando- That’s him! He brought that Jedi with him! I saw it!
Captain- And who are you to slander the father of the King? I assure you a proper tribunal will settle this matter!
Basil- No, that will not be necessary. The Jedi did indeed accompany me, I had thought him to be just a simple servant, and all these years now I had no idea he was a Jedi.
Nassos- Indeed. See, all is well captain. I am sure we shall work something out with his Highness. But I do wonder, what has brought the King’s father to Iziz?
Basil- I had thought it would be obvious. I have been kept away from my son for ten years, I thought I would pay him a visit.
(Nassos motioned to the Onderon guards, who nodded and walked away, as he moved closer to Basil, speaking to him in a harsh wisper)
Nassos- I can assure you, sir, that I speak for the King when I say that he most certainly does not wish to see you, and that you should have stayed at your estate. I would advise returning there immediately, and not attempting to come back to Iziz until such a time as the King wills it.
Basil- I think I see. I will go now.
(Nassos glared after him as he walked down the streets of Iziz)
Stormcommando- What! You just let him leave?! The Jedi-
Nassos- Silence! Agent, kill him.
(Before he could react, a blaster shot was fired, and the stormcommando fell to the ground)
Nassos- Now that this matter is settled, perhaps I have a job for you. The appearance of Basil threatens our entire control over the King of Onderon, you will kill him and this Jedi, in addition to your agents and, who was the other one again?
Rhenn- A Jedi Master Boris Yakerno, a lost Jedi from the Clone Wars.