21 BBY, Cell Block A113, Seperatist Mobile Detention Center 112385, Seperatist Army Base 1138, Hoth
Beater was looking down at his feet. How could he explain what he had done? He had inevitably exposed both of them in the exact time they were needed.
I'm a failure, he thought. Just then he thought he heard a beep. And another one. And another. Am I going crazy because of guilt?.
Just then voices came into his head. Many voices.
"We've got a signal hooked onto him."
"Both of them?"
"Yes. Sending cordinates now."
What?! he silently exclaimed. Just then, an array of numbers came into his head. Then letters. Then he began seeing a map of the entire prison, all in his mind!
"What's going on!?" he yelled. He began to hear more voices.
"Beaming codes down now."
"Ready, Commander?"
"All ready, Sandurz."
"Input 2214, 765504 and....wait for it.....punch it!"
What?
He heard a strange, almost futuristic noise, and in front of his eyes, a Seperatist access key appeared out of nowhere!
"An access key?" he asked.
Another voice ran through his head. "That's right Beater, take the bait."
Beater cautiously inserted the key, and....
Access Granted said the Computer. The door swung open, almost by magic. The droid guard turned. As a droid, he showed no emotion, but Beater knew if he was an organic, he would have definitely been surprised. Before the droid could take out his gun, Beater stabbed the droid and it burst into sparks.
"Rendezvous at this point." said another voice. Suddenly numbers rang through his head again. The map reentered his mind. Three red points were there. One said, You are here, and the other said, Rendezvous here. The last one, at the end of the map said, Exit here.
Beater hit his head. Why hadn't he grasped it before? This was all a very sophisticated escape plan. And the person he was rendezvousing with was Deadeye.
Suddenly, an alarm sounded. 4th Regiment, please report to Cell Block A113. said the same computer voice, calmly.
Beater was startled. The map in his head showed a fourth red point. This one said Cell Block A113. And it was right on top of you, you are at your here point. Beater realized that the 4th regiment was coming for him! The voices entered his head.
"Run, kid, run!"
He heard footsteps at the other end of the hall. and without further ado, he ran.
21 BBY, Conference Room 211, Seperatist Mobile Detention Center 112385, Seperatist Army Base 1138, Hoth
"You're a failure, Kellod." said the Seperatist Colonel. "You failed to even capture those clone trooper scum! Luckily our droids found it not too hard of a job."
"I was under heavy fire from gunships." growled Kellod. "One of those clones hit me in the leg. I was disabled."
The colonel scoffed. "Luckily, we have one good Kaleesh on our side, that Greivous. He won't be failing us any time soon."
Kellod stepped up. He grabbed his blaster, and with one shot, the colonel fell to the floor.