“Very well Quinn, it is all going according to plan.” The shadowy figure explained across the holocom. “I’m on my way to meet with my new apprentice on Hoth, He has my prize waiting for me.”

“Is it time to extinguish the irritation that is this motley crue my lord?” Quinn questioned the palm held holo.

“Initiate the carnage my friend, I’ve lost interest in this puny retaliation of the Zergadin fodder.”

“As you wish my lord,” Quinn retorted in total obedience. Quinn had longed for the approval of his master ever since his failed attempt to displace the dark lord from his destiny. Quinn had grown to love his master and understand his dark ways as the only feasible truths that resonated in the galaxy. “Today master, a new beginning is dawning, your power will be known across the Galaxy…”

The cackle that ensued was bellowed not only out of joy but hatred to become a twisted sound indescribable by even those that had the pleasure to hear it. “Today friend we will end the facade that has held our betrayal in the shadows for far too long. Today,……We are reborn.” The prophetic voice chosen by this shadowy figure was distant yet it filled Quinn’s ears as if he said these words from inside his head.

Quinn shook off the panic that had quickly entered his head and shut the holocom off while simultaneously pressing the eccentrically styled remote trigger he held in his left hand colored Green and Yellow.

…Meanwhile a large explosion was heard and felt by one Mattman Starbanger

Bonanza’s eyes met Starbanger’s in a lock and without words they turned for the exit. Mattman embraced the force and let it flow from his feet embracing the speed that it provided and was out of sight before the next eruption. Bonanza was only a slight slower to ignite her Jetpack and take a more direct route vertically firing tracer missiles through a nearby putrid air duct.

“Back to your transports Gentlemen,” Silverstrike bellowed enhanced by his mastery of the dark side, only to realize the Zergadins were very aware of the situation that had found them.

Saybur turned to find the General and his still functioning transport for a quick return to the Black Talon while he wondered how they could fall for such an obvious trap.

The Golden crawler that Dawnstar had claimed from the once formidable Hutt Karagga slammed into the cargo bay as the Black Talon was already on its escape route. Saybur had leaped out of the sidecar P’anzer had fabricated for his Co-pilot and longtime friend mid landing in an eloquent three and a half into a dead sprint for the cockpit. “Check your Stims, Check your Buffs, Check your shorts, Zergadins we aren’t outta of this yet!” Saybur shouted down the halls of the Black Talon. Once he arrived he noticed Walter was already behind the controls preparing the navi-computer for hyperspace travel based on the Coordinates the hired gun Bonanza was feeding him.

“It looks like you have a clue who is behind this double cross Bonanza, prey tell who has the audacity to usurp the Zergadin name?”

“No, but I do plan on tracking down this Frogdog rookie and fulfilling my obligation.”

“The Dahaki lives, I can sense him, faint but I can sense him.” Mattman leaked as he was in a deep trance, only focusing on his hatred for whoever was responsible for Azhi’s capture.

…Meanwhile back in a cold dark recess of Hoth

“Who the hell do you think you are…” Azhi bellowed as he was tossed to the stasis chamber floor. “…..” no words only a deep focusing stair met the question raised by the Dahaki.

“Your intense stair of love is not necessary Henchman number 2…” Azhi mused somewhat miraculously maintaining his reputation of being a total dick, “You can’t have your way with me, so just tell me why I’m here so I know why I’m slicing you in half.” Azhi explained in a cool and collected tone that would confuse most yet the figure that was clocked in a navy blue and sky blue robe, looked unsurprised as if he expected the unorthodox challenge.

“Your time will come soon enough to face your end pathetic gato..” It was all that Azhi needed to identify his betrayer and a fear dwelled on him of immense proportion.

“Savhedge, you will not get away with this…Wait, I don’t even know what THIS is…. Why the hell am I here” Quinn laughed as he knew the Dahaki was incapable of understanding the point of a double-cross.

“There has been an opportune time for a change my former master, and now you will come to know a new fear.. a new leader… a new pain..” each rung a little lower, a little deeper, and a little more maniacal than the last. Azhi focused his entire hatred into a force scream but it was failed as Quinn knew him to well activating the stasis field prepared specifically for the prize it now housed. “No reason for resistance, Jache will be down to see you soon.”

Jache… Jache?… Jache!

It just kept resonating in this head like and endless pond ripple reverberating into infinity… He was nothing more than a jokester… a pawn… a poor excuse for a Sith.. He could not have planned anything more than putting his boots on correctly, Azhi thought.