`` You destroyed my life. It's only fair that I destroy yours. ``

[~] The Emperors Hand [~]

From the shadows of the Galactic Empire, Mara Jade rose to prominence as the Emperor’s Hand—Palpatine’s most trusted covert operative. Trained in espionage, combat, and mastery of the Force, she carried out his will with unwavering precision. Her missions ranged from eliminating Imperial enemies to manipulating galactic politics, all while cloaked in secrecy.

But Mara's loyalty wasn’t born from ambition—it was forged in manipulation. Palpatine’s voice echoed constantly in her mind through the Force, a tether she believed unbreakable. She was his instrument, convinced that her service upheld the Empire’s stability.

[~] Fall of The Emperor [~]

Then came Endor. The Emperor's death shattered her purpose—and her connection to him. For five harrowing years, she wandered the lawless edges of the galaxy, haunted by his final command, seared into her soul: "You will kill that accursed Jedi."

Consumed by anger and a need for vengeance, Mara drifted from job to job—mercenary, smuggler, enforcer—just to survive. But no matter how far she ran, the Emperor’s last command festered, twisting her path toward one inevitable target.

[~] Stranded on Mykr [~]

At last, fate delivered them— the Jedi she blamed for her master’s death. But destiny’s cruelest trick awaited. In the dense, dangerous forests of Mykr, their starship was ambushed by smugglers, forcing them to crash-land deep within the hostile wilderness.

Survival demanded cooperation. Mykr's untamed forests were filled with predators and the cunning forces of local warlords. To escape, Mara and the Jedi had to trust one another, though her hand never strayed far from her blaster—and the lightsaber of the Jedi she loathed holding.

[~] Conflict and Compromise [~]

Days passed. Exhaustion, shared battles, and the ever-present threat of death forged an uneasy alliance. As they navigated the perilous terrain, Mara found herself grappling with unexpected truths. The Jedi wasn’t the monster she imagined—their compassion and strength were maddeningly genuine.

But purpose burned within her still. Her mission. Her revenge.

Yet, in the tangled shadows of Mykr’s endless forests, where survival meant relying on the very person she was destined to kill, Mara faced her greatest struggle—not against the Jedi, but against herself.