Star Wars: Rise of the Dictator/ Chapter 2: Servitude

All of the Resistance Militia Squadron members were in the custody of Clyde Burrell and his minions. Still, the whereabouts of Darth Night remained unknown. There was no body to be found but he could have died in a corner someplace. Leia seemed like she was about to shed tears like there was no next hour and Bail seemed like he was about to mentally blow a fuse. A stormtrooper staff sergeant hustled on over to where the remaining R.M.S. troopers were. "Alright, hand 'em over," he ordered.

"What?" Ranger yelled back at him.

"Uh, what do you think? Your weapons, please... oh where are my manners? The name's Corey. Now, those weapons..." Corey awaited. There was no physical response. "Oh come on, now. You're gonna make me shoot one of you?"

"You better not," Ranger replied, firmly.

"Too late!" Corey exclaimed before he opened a hole in Bail Organa's leg with one of his blasts from his gun. Leia virtually burst with tears as Ranger drew his gun out and pointed it at Corey.

"That was a mistake, Ranger exclaimed. Leia pulled herself toward the senator with tears falling onto him. "You were my brother once. I'm not prepared to kill you. But I'll do what I must."

Corey just looked at him and pointed to all of the stormtroopers willing to fire when given the order to. They held Docks, Mackenroy, Johnson, and a few other survivors at gunpoint. Corey started to smirk and laugh at Ranger's remark. "Ha! You think that I was once your brother? You are sadly mistaken," Corey began to laugh once more. They all could hear the moaning and groaning of Bail Organa. Listening to his pain brought pain to everyone, but not Corey. Ranger, trying to hold himself back from that counter by Corey, finally came to his senses and lowered his weapon. Approaching him, the stormtrooper appreciated on what he did, but Ranger could sense a hint of kidding around in Corey's voice.

They were all being cuffed, even the senator. The Resistance Militia Squadron was basically being dragged into their own slavery by Clyde Burrell's team. As they passed through in Night's, or now Clyde's mansion, Leia, Bail, and the others could see Patrick behind bars, whimpering. They went passed Captain Crane, who was shocked to see Leia and stuck out his hand to make contact with her's. She pretended not to notice, remembering exactly who he was. There was no Commander Stone or her bodyguards in sight. Stormtroopers took the remaining R.M.S. forces to the main chamber, where Clyde, himself, was there. "So here's the little lady whose been causing so much trouble. I would've expected more," Clyde insulted with his arms crossed. "Anyways, hello! Before we all feel all cozy together, I just wanna get some ground rules straightened out with you guys. Rule one- no escaping (obviously). Rule two- no disobeying. Rule three- no reclaiming your weapons. Here is what happens when anyone opposes these rules..."

Clyde snapped his fingers which was a signal for one of his guards to remove a tarp from a body. Everyone gasped. It was Chev's. "Off to your hideous rooms. Scoot! Work starts tomorrow at three a.m and its nine p.m. right now. Good luck sleeping!"