Jail Break

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The prisoner transport shuttle continued through the path plotted through the asteroid field by its onboard specialists, its engines humming gently. The captain knew he was taking a risk going through such a dense field, but the alternative was going through heavily congested Mandalorian Space, and as some tribes were friendly to the Imperial cause, others were not.

The course went from Leritor to Gamorr, taking a circuit route through an asteroid field, which held unusually high mineral deposits. These minerals interfered with certain systems on the ship, like its proximity sensors and hyperdrive. Thus, the crew was on edge today as they anxiously glanced out of the viewports. Pirates were known to infest this area, and the cargo they held was very valuable to the Imperials.

The prisoner transport's "cargo" were terrorists and Jedi spies, captured either during or shortly after the purge. One high-security prisoner: Emile Matherson was of special importance. This con artist/criminal/kidnapper/schemer was an incredibly successful double-agent, working first on one side, then on the other, and then switching sides yet again. He had played a mostly pro-Imperial part in the battles during the Purge, but the High Command had decided they couldn't trust him, and so, had detained him. He was scheduled to be "tried" and executed when they got to Gamorr.

However, the nimble, retrofitted ships following the transport had different plans...

 

[EnderM5]

"-And then I told her I would actually let her go after I was finished!!" Emile finished. The rapists in the cell across from his guffawed. The guard walking down the corridor yelled, "Shut it, convicts!" Emile raised his hands in mock fear. "Ooh... I'm scared!" he taunted; which in hindsight, was moronic, because the guard reached through the bars and casually tazed him.

After Emile stopped convulsing, he went back to his meager cot and sat down. He remembered the note he had gotten a few days back, which had shown up mysteriously under his pillow the night before the prisoner transport had left.

"We are friends. We are watching you. Be ready. Love, Your Friends"

Emile stood up and rubbed his back. The note had said "Be ready." But for what?