Everything was silent on the ship, the amount of Mandalorians that were currently on the ship compared to before where now 1 to 5. Half of the remaining Mandalorians now wanted nothing more to do with Maul and his brother. Their families and friends had been murdered in what some called unnecessary battles.  Kast and the other Mandalorians still loyal to Maul, Feral, and Satine's rules were becoming quickly annoyed with the rising near civil war that was going to break loose at any time.

Kast sat on the bridge of the ship when the transmission alert sounded off. She sat there and let the alarm go off until it stopped. 

"Why didn't you answer it?" Another Mandalorian asked walking up to her. "It could have been Lord Maul, the Duchess, or Lord Feral."

"It could have well of been the Empire too. They have been drifting closer towards us with each passing day." Kast replied until the alarm went off again. "Track and see where that transmission is coming from. Use as little of energy as possible. I do not want those Imperials to find us."

"It's impossible." The Mandalorian spoke as they looked at a screen.

"Where is it coming from?" Kast stood up walking over to the screen and pushed her fellow Mandalorian out of the way. As she read the screen she saw that the coordinates of the transmission came from the surface of Dathomir.

Without a second thought, she answered the transmission. An elder, what appeared to be human, female in tribal clothes appeared along with a young healthy woman. The older lady addressed herself as Rell, the eldest member of the Singing Mountains Clan, and the younger lady as Vurlene the clan's healer. They had asked for medicine as they were running low. 

Kast tried to respond to them, but the transmission was only one way. 

"So what should we do? Respond to them? We are running low on supplies ourselves. If we send out a ship, the Empire will know we're here." The Mandalorian asked

"We shall try to contact the Duchess, Lord Maul, or Lord Feral before we attempt to do anything." Kast orders as she moves to a control panel and attempts to contact her leaders.

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Thrawn walked through the large prison that only held the newly captured Rebels. He had a towel draped over his shoulders as he left the fitness room. He didn't mind working in a small area that is suppose to be used for the prisoners. Thrawn knew he wouldn't let any of them in there since he wanted to break them quickly. Or did he? Should he give them a false hope? 

Thrawn shrugged mentally to himself. He doubted the Rebels would use the room any ways, but what about that young Dathomirian? Thrawn mused that the younger Dathomirian would use it. Well only if Maul and the other got proper blood into their bodies. The droids had been barely able to keep the two of them alive with Iridonian blood. 

Thrawn stopped at the medical bay and looked into a window that showed the two Zabraks.

"How curious," Thrawn mused as he saw the Jedi Master Obi-wan Kenobi at Maul's bedside. Thrawn hadn't seen the recording of the day when the battle that the two Zabraks got into. "Maybe letting the two of them live shall shine a new light on things." Thrawn was excited to learn about the relationships between all of his new prisoners. To dissect and tear down each of them.

A beeping from Thrawn's comm link pulled him from his theories.

"Grand Admiral, sir, we have just received a widespread transmission." An officer spoke from the other side of the device.

"From who? Rebels?" Thrawn questioned

"We do not think so sir, but it does seem to be coming from a planet that is last known to of been completely wiped of intelligent life." The officer responds

"And what planet is that?" Thrawn asked tired already of asking the officer questions he should have immediately told him the answers to.

"It's Dathomir sir."

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A/N: Hello everyone sorry for the long wait! I had become confused with how I should move forwards with this story until I read the book The Last Jedi: Star Wars Legends. It really helped me out with this story!