Sup guys? Lighting Wolf here, back with another story, this one about Star Wars. Enjoy the 800-word chapter. I don't own Star Wars, Lucas Arts and Disney do.

The battle of Endor had shattered the Empire, it was Sidious's final siege on the galaxy and it had failed.

Admiral Piett, Moff Jerjerrod… Both had been slain and the Executor, the heart of the Imperial Navy had been destroyed in the battle.

That left the imperials to split into factions and take their loyal troops and run.

One of these factions was led by Grand Moff Vauleo Haldur, the idiot had run their fleet into the ground.

The Destructor, the Assertor class-star dreadnought that had been the flagship of the fleet along with 90% of the fleet, had been destroyed by the New Republic.

"Damn you Vauleo." A figure said from aboard the Oblivion muttered.

This was Moff Brenton Aouli, the commander of the Titan-Class Battlecruiser known as the Oblivion. It had barely limped out of the battle of Fondor.

It had set a course for a system which wasn't used for years: The Ringo Vinda system.

The 5,700-meter warship dropped out of hyperspace and headed for the nearest planet for repairs.

"I need a damage report now!" Brenton ordered while the ship sparked, the remaining staff all over the ship jumped to action.

The 12000 Stormtroopers and 1980 pilots of the ship were reduced to a few hundred and a dozen or so shuttles.

"We're running on fumes, put the ship down on the nearest planet. We need to lick our wounds and take stock of what we have left." Brenton stated, the rest of the bridge staff looked at him.

"Sir, this ship is going to be lucky to set down… We need fuel, a fresh crew… We have nothing left." A single tech stated, Brenton said nothing and turned to the rest of the bridge staff.

"Dock the ship and prepare ground troops, we are docking with the Golan, fixing up the ship and then jumping. We are nearly out of fuel, we have almost no forces left… We are hiding out till we can gather more troops, we have no power to fight the rest of the empire for the throne… Ringo Vinda has no real settlements since the empire arrived, dock with the space station and get the ship fixed." He ordered; the Oblivion moved towards the station.

A tech walked up to the Moff who turned to face the man as he gave his report.

"Our hanger was damaged by a strafing run; we have a single squadron operational and we have no estimate when they can be fixed or not. We have enough fuel for 1 jump and about 2 hours of sublight travel. We have half weapons down with some nearly entirely charred. We have 100, maybe 200 Stormtroopers ready for combat, we don't know how many are still recovering. We also have 4 walkers left, we need to lay low and regroup with the Oppressor and Scythe, sir." He stated Brenton hummed.

"We are a remnant of what we had. I want Stormtroopers to secure the docks of the station and look for supplies and such, I will give us 48 hours to find supplies and fix the ship. I will then make a decision if we are to remain here or leave. We don't have the strength to do more than kill a few pirates or take over a small settlement." He stated, the Oblivion slowly docked with the space station as the clamps were secured.

A docking tube was extended to the battlecruiser. Brenton then turned to the rest of his staff.

"I will be in the bridge of the station; you are to secure all supplies and begin repairs. You are allowed to take shifts, so long as your duties are carried out. I want all available Stormtroopers to secure the station." Brenton ordered; his staff nodded while he walked to the turbolift.

He tapped the button to take him to the docking deck. He knew there was something within the station, there was no traffic within the system. He had read reports of the planet before.

He walked towards the hatch patting the hatch where his RK-3 blaster pistol was.

"Let us see if we can scrape together a remnant from this." Brenton muttered before he watched a squad of Stormtroopers march into the station.

Author Notes

Phew, first chapter done! I got the idea for this story after seeing the Mandalorian. I'm going to point out this story is open to ideas and such and Brenton's remnant of the empire is going to grow slowly. Next chapter will be next week or so on Thursday maybe and show Brenton's men checking out the station and Brenton planning his next move. Until then, Lighting Wolf out!