The Rifter was once a proud top of the line Correlian S-100 Stinger-class starfighter ,but now it was much older. Years ago, when she had obtained it from a target, she had spent an excessive amount of credits fixing it to meet her specifications. It had been modified extensively with newer equipment replacing that previously in it. Primarily weapons, shields, and propulsion. It was a quite capable vessel, much more agile and quick, and as a result more effective than it would have originally been.

As the sky blue and silver fighter streaks across the outer edge of the sensor range of the Rebel listening post in orbit near Coruscant, Sakura grins inwardly as she notes the hordes of civilian spacecraft flying the space-lanes in seemingly endless neat rows of complacency.

While flying she watches for tails, her eyes scanning around her for anything that even remotely brings a flash of paranoia. Looking at the the horde again she laughs mockingly. 'These fools have no idea that their so called new republic is but a blink in time' she muses as she turns off of a lane and darts down towards the surface the fighter easily dodging the many obstructions in the way several buildings, trellises, other vessels, and the occasional animal feel the wind as she cuts it a hairs distance from them. Mainly the nasty rot smelling birds that plague the underbelly of Coruscant. Sliding suddenly to the left , applying a brief burst of directional repulsor power while turning towards what looks like a rotten hole in the stone wall she streaks in, seeming to be sucked into the wall.

Turning quickly Sakura follows an elaborate myriad of vertical, horizontal and diagonal tunnels through what would be a maze to anyone. Turning down another she stops in front of another wall, this one seeming to be stronger than the others in the area, plastisteel and stone.Then climbing out she presses a switch to activate the transmitter on her bracelet.

As she walks towards the wall she chuckles lightly to herself at the sound of a heavy thunk followed by a gasp of pain.It was the beaten body of a Corellian who had attempted to hit on her three days ago. She had spent half of that time 'playing with him' once she found out that he was part of the Rebel Forces at Endor 'So the bastard is somehow still fighting his own death' She decides to finish him when she is done transferring datadiscs.

'Ok I have to make this quick, who knows who might have found out about me leaving to join the Imperial Navy... and what they are willing to do to stop me from doing it. I must hurry so that i can get away before they realize i have stolen some seriously important schematics of republic ships in construction.Maybe i can use that as a barter tool when i get to the Order.' She presses the switch several more times in some odd sequence. A moment later a small cord pops out of the seamless appearing wall.

"Ok, now you..." she takes the cord end and holds it up several inches from her datapad a look of profound pride coming over her face. "... and you go together..." She says clicking them together with another grin.

Sakura had not been to her aerie in a long time, having been out making contacts and so forth before coming back for what she figured she would need in the navy. In other words, since Sakura had been forming contacts around the galaxy most of her life, and all her data and collected information was sent back here to be saved in her securely encrypted hard drive. The motivation behind this was solely that being on Coruscant it would not be detected making subspace transmissions since the planet was constantly doing so from many different locations. Therefore the data could not be filched.

But with it being undetectable, Sakura had acquired information on many of the bureaucrats that could be used to destroy their reputation and prestige, or to blackmail them with it. Blackmail was something that Sakura had no interest in though, wanting more to make others do her will while thinking it their own.

Taking out the hard drives holodisc she places a new one in its place and then the full one in a chest pocket of her black leather flight jacket. Sighing she looks at the wall and chuckles. 'If only I had some way of becoming something. That is why I have to join the Imperial Navy, to be a part of something of worth.To join their intelligence Division and do things like I have been to help honor the memory of Emperor Palpatine' She bows her head inadvertently when she thinks of the Emperor. 'Ah, Emperor how did some force wielding teenagers take you out? It doesn't make sense, you, the Emperor who brought Order to the Galaxy, how is it possible that such ignorant forces defeated you. Their is no glory in it.'

She pauses as a moment of rage floods her filling her with a hunger to do something, anything to hurt those who killed the Emperor, or any who helped in that effort. Punching the wall brutally she winces as her hand rips open on several of the knuckles blood dripping out.

Feeding into the pain , to find her calm, Sakura breathes deeply and walks back to the Rifter. " Rebels my ass" she mumbles angrily to herself, " you better decide to give up cause the Empire will rise and destroy you utterly." Hearing a gasp from the alleyway behind her she bursts into motion.

She spins on her hip, twisting towards the sound, blaster appears in her right hand so fast it is almost as if by magic and she fires three shots. A man in Coruscant Security uniform was coming around the corner unaware most likely that she was thereWho is this? She asks herself, but realizing if he tells anyone about the device she just hid then it will be compromised and she will have to hunt for another perfect place. 'I guess he is going to have to die' She looks him over taking in his corded muscles and long blonde hair as he stares in abject horror at the body near her star-fighter.

Naked and covered in scars, it is immediately obvious that he was tortured excessively over a long period of time. His fingernails are missing pins shoved in their place the skin white and puss filled, his lips are sewn together as are the individual fingers. He was missing his genitalia and had the typical sign she left on her victims, a flaming brand of a sky blue crane on the mid chest. Her Mons'...

The man looks at what looks like a corpse , horror filling him with both fear and fascination, and as he stumbles to his knees he screams."Oh my God! He's still alive." Turning to Sakura he pleads. "Why?" in a weakening voice as the pool of blood grows below him. As she looks closer Sakura notes that one of her blaster shots had in fact hit him in the chest.

'Oh so that's why he hasn't ran away She smiles knowing from experience that he has a half an hour or more to go until he dies.Might as well have some fun with him before i leave for the academy, it might be a while before i get another chance at having some fun. I can spare a hour or so to kill him and finish off the other one. She looks around at the waste of the depths of Coruscants underground. Yeah, I can make them scream all I want down here, no one comes down here who would interfere.

Walking over towards his sobbing body she leans down. "So whoever you are, do you prefer blades or bats?" She asks in a horrifyingly matter of fact voice, her face devoid of all emotion. She licks her lips in anticipation as the wounded mans eyes widen in horror and he tries to build up enough energy to lash out at her.

Chuckling she grabs him by the throat, her small arm and hand amazingly strong, and straddles him. Feigning lust she leans down and slips her finger into the blaster hole. As he screams in agony, weakly trying to throw her off him she viciously bites him on the cheek hard enough to tear off a two inch chunk of meat.

Spitting it aside she looks down at his writhing form. "Good, I never liked the quiet ones..."