The black speeder rolled through the skies of Corellia, moderate speeds as to not look suspicious. Titun sat back in the front seat, alone and trembling as he hung on the mission at hand and what had transpired over the past week. Irridius had done the unthinkable, he'd taken First Fleet and fled the Galactic Empire. Thousands were killed in the mutiny and those who were left were on a 24/7 watch by the Grand Admiral's most trusted officers.
Titun had stayed because he had heard of the extended hand offered by the Galactic Empire to the Iron Empire. They hadn't accepted as far as he knew but that show of mercy meant they were not looking for war. They were looking to ally with those he had come to hate. Now he was left to wonder if it had been worth it all along. If it had been worth it to flee with Irridius.
The Grand Admiral had a way of getting what he wanted that chilled even Titun. The Death Trooper and the team sitting in the back of the A-A6z speeder had been sent to kidnap a child. Not just any child either. The child of Keira Ticon. Apparently, the Grand Admiral had been using his resources within the Galactic Empire rather loosely after the battle at Myrkr. He had sent the intelligence hounds on a hunt for leads on Keira, pulling favors from mid-ranking officers to keep the operation going.
Titun wasn't sure what exactly had been found, but Irridius seemed all too happy to send him and his boys on this operation. According to the brief, the child was twelve years in age and currently holding residence with a known Force-User. It had taken days to find the residence, days after that for the units posted to camp out the house to actually spot the kid.
Now the final pieces were in place. The target was-
Titun clenched the wheel, remembering for a moment just how young his 'target' was.
The child was leaving his house alone and all that was left was to pick him up, one way or the other.