A roll call of past missions sped through the apprentice's mind. Lord Vader had
instructed him to dispatch numerous enemies within the Empire down the years: spies
and thieves, mainly, with the occasional high-ranking traitor as well. He felt only
satisfaction at having fulfilled his duty. His victims had brought their fates upon
themselves, these vermin that gnawed at the footings of the Empire's magnificent
edifice.
But this was different. He could sense it in more than his Master's words. Darth
Vader wasn't talking about some low-life smuggler with no awareness at all of the
Force. There could be only one foe he was worthy to fight now.
"Your spies have located a Jedi?"
"Yes. General Rahm Kota." The name meant nothing to the apprentice: just one of many
in an archive of unconfirmed Jedi kills. "He is attacking a critical shipyard above
Nar Shaddaa. You will destroy him and bring me his lightsaber."

Chapter 1