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" Sir, all crews report everything's at 100%. Our last load of cargo sold off and netted us a total of- " Suddenly, the ship quaked, the tremors reaching all across the Rocket Queen. " What in Corellia's Nine Hells was that!? " Mr. Brownstone demanded. Standing up from his luxurious captain's chair on a bridge that looked as though he had all the credits in the known galaxy, he walked forward. " Lord Brownstone, we are under attack. A battlecruiser appeared out of nowhere. I can barely pick it up. It must have jammers. " " Full power to weapons and shields, hit them hard! Launch fighters! "

The Heaven's Fury had already begun releasing its own fighters. By the time the Rocket Queen managed to launch her own, the Heaven's Fury had already obtained its dominance in the fight. The large ships fired ceaselessly on each other, while wave after wave of the Rocket Queen's fighters were blown apart, several before they even left their hangars. After only taking down a few of its attackers, the Rocket Queen soon found itself alone, surrounded only by enemies. Its turbolasers switched targets, but they couldn't hope to hit the fighters before several warheads launched from the fighters, knocking out the ship's offensive abilities. Defenseless, the Rocket Queen was facing its inevitable demise.

" Lord Brownstone, shields are critical, all systems failing. We must surrender, or they'll kill us all! " " Never! We'll take them down with us! RAM THE SHIP! " Mr. Brownstone ordered. Despite his supposed determination to see things through, he left the bridge, heading to his personal shuttle. The fighters broke off and returned home and the Heaven's Fury gave one final flurry of blasts from its turbolasers. Just after Mr. Brownstone's shuttle left the Rocket Queen, the vessel exploded in a brilliant display. He turned back to look, seeing the rapidly dispersing debris, and what appears to be a shooting star just beside the Heaven's Fury, which seems to be totally ignoring his shuttle.

" Are you sure about this? " The Mandalorian asked on the comm. Angel continued holding the Sundered Rose's course. " Yes. This is my fight. Just sit back and wait for me to return. " Following the shuttle, she came to a nearby desolate planet. Mr. Brownstone landed somewhere far away from what little population lived on it. He hurried out of his shuttle, feeling as though a ghost were after him. He hustled through and around a few rocky formations on the surface before coming to the enterance of what appeared to be a small cave. Feeling a sudden chill, he turned around, to find nothing. Satisfied that he was not pursued, he turned back around and found the cave enterance to be blocked by a figure. Looking closer, he recognized someone he had not seen in almost a century.

' Y-y-y-you! But... how? " He was startled. Fear overtook his body, preventing him from attempting to back away. " I thought you became some goddess with the Force long ago. Why are you here? Wait... You're not Angel. You're not my master. Who are you? " " Wrong. I am Angel, but not the one you remember. I am her descendant, the one you failed to find and kill like the rest of my family. " " I see. And I guess it was you who killed all my men, destroyed my Arch Angel organization, and blew up my prized Rocket Queen. " The fear left him, now knowing he was not facing a ghost from his past. " Right, and I intend to finish it all here, tonight, with you. " " Don't assume you can defeat me, child. I have ascended beyond anything you can imagine. The moment you raise your saber against me, a battle that will quickly become your worst nightmare will begin. " " Then it begins! "

Angel activated her sabers and jumped into the air, coming down hard, slamming her sabers into Mr. Brownstone's own. " Be careful using rage to fuel your actions. If you're not careful, the Dark Side will become so powerful in you, you might become my apprentice. " he said with a laugh, taunting her. Without a hint of acknowledgement, Angel swung her sabers hard, putting enough power behind her attack to force her opponent to take a few steps back. Mr. Brownstone raised his free hand, and sparks started to fly. Angel tossed a saber to her other hand and matched his movements, and both of them let loose a surging blast of Force Lightning. Angel fell over backwards, but her opponent remained standing.

" You have much to learn, child. I will teach you... IN BLOOD! " Angel quickly rolled to the side, narrowly dodging being impaled in the side of the face. Coming up with a sweeping kick, she knocked the man off his balance and grabbed his saber, jerking it to one side, causing him to fall down. The man used the Force to push her away. Angel flipped back and stood up again as he regained his balance. The pair charged at one another, locking sabers. For each attack Angel made, her opponent had a proper defense. At the same time, for every attack Mr. Brownstone made, Angel managed to recover. Another quick use of Force Push put some distance between them.

" Enough of these games. I will show you true power. I was determined to follow my master's footsteps when she took me as an apprentice. I believed her theory of reaching a level of godliness with the Force... And I have succeeded in doing so. BEHOLD MY POWER! " In an instant, he seemed to fire off every possible Force attack known to man. Angel felt the sudden rush of pain and power surge through her, lashing her entire body mercilessly. It was over in an instant, but seemed like torture. The sabers in her hands were destroyed, and her clothes appeared to have more tears and gashes than someone who just got raked by a heavy repeater. The immediate area around her seemed to be utterly annihilated.

" Thought bomb? " she barely asked, before falling to her knees from the throbbing pain that lingered on. " You mastered a small scale version of the thought bomb? " " Yes. And that is why I am God among Sith. I will develop my powers further, and I will become the ultimate Lord of the Sith. And you... Well, I'm feeling generous today. Tell you what. You bow down to me and submit to my power, and I'll let you live as my slave, otherwise, I'll kill you off right now. " " You've got to be kidding. " " Life isn't always a happy ending, child. Learn your place beneath me, or perish. "

Angel paused for a moment, attempting to think of any possible weakness her seemingly invincible foe had. She found none. Still suffering from the Force attack, her body seemed to lack strength, and she fell over, face 1st in the crystalized dirt surrounding her. Smiling at his victory, Mr. Brownstone slowly stepped forward. " So here I am. I destroyed your Rocket Queen. I may be young, but I'm not naive' enough to believe you would keep your word. " The man stopped, his smile turning into a frown. " Besides, I didn't say I submit, now did I? "

With a slight sigh, Mr. Brownstone began to use his attack again. Angel shot up, using all the strength she had left and all the Force assistance she could muster. " Foolish child. This planet will be your grave. " The mysterious Force blast shot towards Angel, who charged straight into it at lightning speed. Reaching into her cloak, she pulled out her greatsaber, and stabbed an off-guard Mr. Brownstone just as his blast made contact with her. Falling to the ground once again, Angel was now totally sapped of energy. " Guuuuuggghhhh! " Mr. Brownstone coughed out a little blood. The greatsaber had pierced his heart. " Im... Impossible. ... A 3rd saber? ... Repentance!? " He read the Ancient Sith characters that spelled the saber's name on the hilt. He started to smile, then chuckle. " What irony that I... would meet my end by the very blade... I swore to my master was her most useless... "

Unable to strain himself to say anything further, Mr. Brownstone fell over, dead. Angel laid motionless just out of reach of him, with several gashes and cuts, as though she had seen the worst of physical torture. " It's over... It's finally over... " she barely said to herself before everything went black. The last things she felt was the familar metallic grip a droid as it pulled her up the ramp to her fighter. Soon the Sundered Rose flew off, coming home to the Heaven's Fury, which then vanished into the stars.

ANGEL'S EPILOGUE

With the Heaven's Fury now accomplished in its goals, its crew was disbanded. The Mandalorian returned to his home world and became head of the Ooka clan. Despite being past his prime, he continued to train, hoping one day to challenge Mandalore for his title.

After Angel recovered from her injuries, she returned to the Jedi Council, only to tell them she must leave for the stars to search for what happened to her ancestor, and told them farewell. Could she have really become a goddess of the Force? Did Mr. Brownstone really reach a higher level of power with his thought bomb? Was he really her apprentice? Angel was determined to find out if these things were true or not, and set off for stars unknown, her loyal R1F7 at her side every step of the way.