Parmedon City

[Luke Skywalker]

Now that he knows who did this, Luke will be able to follow his presence through the Force. He opens himself up entirely to the Force, and allows images to come to him. They are a jumble of images at first, then they start to focus on the carnage here. He begins to focus on SK, and images of a docking bay become clearer, Section 3, bay 4 is on the wall.

"I know where his ship was. Perhaps we can figure out where he was headed to next," suggests Luke.

[Mara Jade Skywalker]

"Well I'm not getting any younger," Mara says, anxious to prevent any more death and destruction. "Lead the way, Skywalker."

[Luke Skywalker]

They head to the docking bay. Luke closes his eyes and connects to the Force. He feels SK's presence, and gets an image. It is a desert world, dual suns. He immediately recognizes it as Tatooine. He also feels something through the Force, a dark presence slaughtering many. "He's headed to Tatooine," says Luke. "And I think he's killed again."

[Mara Jade Skywalker]

"Of course he has," she says grimly. "Can you tell which city?"

[Luke Skywalker]

Luke concentrates on SK's presence in the Force, and picks up images of a cantina, then city streets. "I think its Mos Eisley," replies Luke. "That's our next stop Red." says Luke as he heads towards their own docking bay.

[Mara Jade Skywalker]

"Mos Eisley here we come, then." Mara follows him to their docking bay.

[Inquisitor Camulus]

The Silent Death lands not far from the large medical facility and Camulus shuts down the engines to the assault ship. He disengages the cloak and then lowers the ramp. Looking at Sam, he stands up and checks his weapons. "Come on kid. Let's go take a look around." He starts to walk down the ramp and then looked over his shoulder at Sam. "Stay close. I don't know what exactly it is we're dealing with here." He then turns and begins to make his way towards the hospital.

[Lord Ire]

Suddenly there is a beep coming from Camulus' comlink and it seems to be coming from Lord Ire. Ire's voice soon sounds from the com device. "Lord Camulus, there has been a change of plans, come back to the capital post haste!"

The com signal dies and Ire's voice is no longer heard.

[Inquisitor Camulus]

Camulus pauses as he hears Ire's voice on his commlink. "What the frak? Hmm, wonder what's up." Looking at Sam, he starts to walk back to the Silent Death. "Come on kid. Let's go see what his Imperial Majesty needs us to do now."

Sam follows Camulus onboard the Silent Death and Camulus fires up the engines. The assault ship lifts off the ground and blasts into the Orbit.

[Crystal Starr Light]

It was hard not to be aware of the violence behind her. Crystal saw the floods of soldiers heading back the way she had come and was nearly knocked over several times before she wisely slipped to the side of a boutique selling bottles of perfume.
"What is going on?" she said aloud.
The boutique owner, a Chadra Fan, actually answered her. "Oh, that area is always in an uprising. I'd not be too worried. Perfume?"
Crystal looked back at the alien and waved a hand. She took off, heading at a brisker pace to where she hoped the Imperial garrison was.
Her memory may have been gone, but fortunately, she hadn't forgotten the location. She stopped at the guard's station and addressed the trooper. "First Lieutenant Crystal Starr Light."
"ID," the trooper replied boredly, holding out a hand to take a Identichip.
Crystal reached into her pocket and realized she didn't have one. She swallowed. "I...don't have it. I don't know where..."
The trooper hit a button and his superior appeared, looking a little peeved. The trooper nodded to her. "Supposedly a lieutenant. Lost her ID."
The other man, a sergeant by the looks of him, approached her and eyed her. "No ID, eh? Well, isn't that convenient."
He looked back at the trooper and kicked at the trooper's chair. "Take her inside and have her DNA checked."
The trooper sprung to his feet and saluted. "Sir, yes sir!"
He took Crystal by her hand, roughly, making her wince, and drug her out of the guard station and inside the compound.

[Caitlin Windancer]

Cait walks into the Medical Archive after showing her ID. She sits down at a terminal and begins her research. She cross-references the information she has with the birth records of the Obra-Skai medical archive.

After several hours of searching she finds what she is looking for. The birth of one male child, named Tristan Skirata to his mother Glow Skirata. The medical information for both mother and child follow including their DNA information. One tiny note on one of the records lists the father's name as one Markon Starkiller. It also includes the birthplace and date. Tantooine nearly two years ago.

Aha! I knew it. Hmmm he is about 2 years old. So not a baby.

Cait copies the information onto her datapad.

Next stop Dantooine. Then Tantooine.

She chuckles. The ooine planets tour.

She gets up and leaves the Archive for her ship.

[Crystal Starr Light]

Crystal Starr Light sat heavily down in a seat on the business end of an interrogation table. Of course, they didn't call it an interrogation table. They tried to pass this setup as counseling, but Crystal knew what it was. This was what she was--had been?--training to do. Human intelligence.
The door slid open revealing a tall male Firrerreo, his black and silver hair tucked neatly under his cap. He glanced down at her, his eyes dark and nearly emotionless, then took the seat opposite her, sliding his datapad onto the table.
"Good morning, Lieutenant Light."
Crystal straightened in her seat even more. "Good morning, Major Allis. I hope you had a good evening last night."
Major Allis looked up from his datapad and stared at her. A pause--uncomfortable and awkward--and then, "I did, Lieutenant, thank you for asking."
His fingers flew across the datapad until he retrieved what he had been looking for. "It seems, Lieutenant," he said, his eyes not leaving the datapad. "That you are adjusting rather well."
Crystal swallowed and replied. "Yes, sir." She didn't add any more, not wanting to endanger her tenuous situation anymore.
Major Allis paused over something on his datapad then set it down softly onto the table top. "I think you know what is going to happen next."
Inwardly, Crystal groaned. Every week, she was subjected to these "sessions". Every week, she tried her best to remember what happened to her, why she left the Imperial service. Every week, she worked until she was so tired, she couldn't sleep, trying to prove her worth. "Yes sir," she answered, her eyes darting down. "I wish I had a better answer for you. But it's the same as last week."
Major Allis sighed heavily.
Crystal looked back up, her hands clenched into fists in her lap. "Major, I am trying to remember. It bugs me more than you can imagine. I want to know more than you..."
The Firrereoan holds up a hand to stop the flood of words. "Enough, Lieutenant. Until you provide us with a better reasoning than that, we can't take you off probation--which means no promotion, no transferring, nothing."
Crystal leaned forward. "That's not fair."
"Who said life was fair?"
Crystal's lip twitched. "No one. But, sir, I'm not holding anything back. You know that. I wouldn't do that, not to endanger my life, my career, anything. Why can't you trust me?"
Major Allis looked back at her, a subtle gleam in his eye. "Lieutenant, you might be surprised but I do believe you."
"Then why don't..." Crystal started.
"Because your career isn't the only one hanging in the balance. If I vouch for you, and you leave or abandon the Empire, or anything...my career is dead. And my family. Do you have family, Lieutenant?" he asked pointedly.
Crystal flinched, memories of Brev floated back. "Not really, Major."
Major Allis smiled, as if he was proving a point. "So, you don't understand what I am sacrificing, what I am endangering. So why should I help a girl like you?" He shook his head and rose from his seat.
Despair flooded Crystal. Not again. Not another week scrounging for memories that would never come, for answers that weren't there. She couldn't handle it anymore. There had to be a way...
Crystal reached out and grabbed Major Allis' hand. He stopped suddenly and looked back at her. "I hope you have a good excuse for doing that," he said, his voice sharp and brittle.
Crystal swallowed. She knew what she had to do; she had been contemplating it for awhile now. Major Allis was fond of young women. His own wife he had been forced to marry--something to do with tradition or something that didn't make sense to Crystal. Crystal didn't know much about his wife, other than the two didn't get along and only stayed together because of culture.
"I could make it worthwhile, Major," Crystal said, her voice dropping into a whisper. "You wouldn't be without some sort of compensation."
The Major turned around, an eyebrow raising. "Oh, really? Do you have any idea of how highly improper that is? Of how badly that could affect both of our careers?"
Crystal licked her lips. "Major, I'm desperate. I can't do anything for the Empire locked in a garrison. I know there are rules, I know there are procedures, but sometimes, the rules need to be bent. Sometimes the procedures need to be ignored. Sometimes your scenario is beyond what has come before, that there is no precedent. I can't tell you what happened to me because I don't know. But if I am released from probation, I could figure it out." She stared into his eyes, feeling stronger, more invigorated. "Free me, and I'll give you whatever you want."
Major Allis returned her gaze. At first, Crystal thought he would decline, but then the edges of his lips tweaked. "Lieutenant Light...you will make a fine officer."