Star Wars: Rise of the Dictator/ Chapter 1: Welcome to Hell

Clyde Burrell was his name. He introduced himself as Clyde Burrell, the unknown man. Remained anonymous to this day, Burrell finally made his physical and visual debut. Patrick could not stand, he was shaking just too much. A huge smirk was shown on Clyde's face. Patrick's face was covered with his mouth dropping down to the floor. He soon kicked Rahr right smack dab in the jaw, forcing it to bleed a lot. That man stood around six foot four and weighed about two hundred and ten pounds. He wore a formal suit and tie and personally named his darksaber Blanche for reasons still unknown. "What's the matter, friend? Gonna cry?" Clyde teased. Finally, Commander Stone caught up to Rahr and Burrell and spotted Rahr on the floor, trying his best to let out a couple of words clearly.

"Hold it!" Stone ordered to Clyde, sticking his gun out at him.

"Well, hello there! Nice of you to join us," Clyde replied with that smirk on his face. "Allow me to introduce myself, I am Clyde Burrell but you all will soon call me either master or supreme leader."

Stone's patience was clearly getting tested as he pulled the trigger, aiming at the man's leg. He used his darksaber to block it faster and more intimidating than any other sith lord. He fired some more shots at him but did nothing. Right after that failed, Captain Crane appeared from a corridor behind Burrell. "Freeze!" Crane opened fire on Burrell but that did not do anything as well.

"Oh, you didn't give me time to freeze!" Clyde joked as he menacingly walked over to Crane and battered him with his baseball bat-like darksaber.

"You knock it off. If anyone, batter me!" Stone yelled which quickly drew the attention of Clyde.

"Aren't you a brave one. Let's see where it gets you..."

The Organas along with Captain Ranger and the rest of them hustled out of the corridors and out of the mansion just to see all of the Resistance Militia Squadron tied up by the hands of stormtroopers. Bail knew that something would fail but said nothing about his feelings. Young Leia shook her head and held her dad's hand. Suddenly, there was an announcement on the loudspeaker and they heard an eerie voice. It was non other than Clyde Burrell. "Welcome to Hell, crappy-cakes! I would just absolutely love to announce that my esteemed guests are now my punished slaves. You all will be working for me whether you like, love, or hate it. Just remember, you brought this on yourself."