Yavin System
Space over Yavin IV

	“Use the Force, Luke.”
	Luke Skywalker pulled his eye away from his X-wing’s targeting scope. That sounded like Old Ben - Obi-Wan Kenobi, a Jedi Master, who had died the previous day at the hands of Darth Vader.
	“Let go, Luke.”
	Luke hesitated. Ben had offered to teach him the ways of the Force, and Luke knew it was possible - he’d used his father’s lightsaber against a remote on the Millenium Falcon, and had managed to swat away several stinger bolts while blinded… but…
	“Luke, trust me.”
	No. It couldn’t be Ben. Ben was dead. Luke refocused on his targeting computer, sliding his X-wing’s throttle farther forward, desperate to get in torpedo range of the Death Star’s exhaust port. He knew that there were three Imperial fighters screaming down the trench behind him. The three fighters that had killed almost every other fighter that had made this run. Time was running out… he had to make this shot…
	Artoo-Deetoo screamed behind him, as the lead Imperial fighter opened fire. Luke looked behind him just in time for emerald light to blur out all other sights.
	In his advanced TIE fighter, Darth Vader smiled slightly beneath his mask as the last Rebel X-wing died under his guns. He lead his flight up and out of the trench, and oriented his fighter to point at Yavin IV. Over the comm line, he heard the orders being passed from Moff Tarkin to the superlaser firing control officers. Within seconds, streams of green energy poured out from the superlaser array, and Yavin IV - and the Rebellion - was nothing but a memory.

Corellia System
Coronet City, Corellia
37 Years after the Battle of Yavin

	Kant Lavar kept his face very still as the Force Hunter team swept through the small cantina. He was a registered bounty hunter, had a clean record as far as the Empire was concerned, but the secrets he held would mean that, at best, he’d be shot after a brief interrogation.
	Lavar let out a quiet sigh as the Force Hunters left, which was echoed by nearly everyone in the building. After the Rebels had been virtually wiped out at Yavin IV, things had gone from bad to worse. Alderaan and Yavin 4 had been followed by worlds like Dantooine and Mon Calamari. Even worlds thought to be insignificant, such as a little-known swamp world called Dagobah had been destroyed for harboring Rebel cells. Dozens of worlds, trillions of lives, and the Tarkin Doctrine worked. Then the Emperor made even being a potential Force User that was not under the Empire’s control illegal, and dispatched teams of Imperial Force Hunters to roam the Empire, snatching up children to be indoctrinated into the Empire’s service. Adults were simply executed, or worse, captured and placed on one of the Empire’s Dungeon Ships and simply left to rot or used as a live training target for the Dark Force adepts the Empire trained.
	Lavar was a Force Sensitive. He’d never used his power much, and insofar as he was concerned, that was more than he really wanted to use it. Doubly damning was the fact that he was looking to rendezvous with an agent for the New Rebellion. Lavar was sympathetic to them, and passed along what information he could - and usually tried to avoid taking bounties on their people. But after so many worlds had died to the Empire, he couldn’t begrudge people the chance to strike back at them. The problem was more often than not, the Empire dealt with worlds in rebellion with responses ranging from a legion or two of stormtroopers to a Base Delta Zero to a Death Star.
	So the New Rebellion had learned from how the Sith had existed under the noses of the Jedi. Cell structures, no standing military, only a handful of people even knowing that there was a larger Rebellion beyond their cell. It didn’t keep them entirely immune from being uncovered by the Imperials, but it made it much easier to fool the Imperials into thinking that the cells they found weren’t working together.
Lavar’s datapad buzzed for attention, and he saw that a Guild contractor had queued up a bounty specifically for him. Lavar drained his mug and left a couple of credcoins on the table as he left the cantina, heading for the local Imperial office of Criminal Investigations branch office. Bounty hunting was his career, now. And either he’d retire rich or - more likely - end up leaving the job with a blaster hole in his skull and being dropped into a shallow grave on some backwater. It was a little grim, but it was what he had.

DJK Kant Lavar (Obelisk) / Battle Team Shadow Gate of House Qel-Droma of Clan Arcona [GMRG: I] [SA: III]
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