An Inquisitor in the Sith Empire

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With so few Jedi alive, and with only a crude way to find new Force sensitives, the Grand Inquisitor often had time on his hands. Usually this was spent meditating or training, or searching for any Order 66 survivors. Today, the Grand Inquisitor was studying artifacts, having uncovered an ancient Sith trove. Mostly they were stone tablets in a dead language, but what truly caught his attention was the holocron. Who knew what secrets lay within, should he be able to open it.

After much meditation, he found a way.

All he remembered next was a flash of red light and suddenly he was no longer in the Inquisitor stronghold. He was in a bustling city he didn't recognize. It wasn't Coruscant, Naboo or even Corellia. What he did know what that the Dark Side was strong here.

The Inquisitor had only been on the street for a couple of minutes before a pair of humans in dark robes accosted him.

"Hey you! Alien!"

"What do you think you're doing wandering around like you own the place?"

As the Inquisitor reached for his lightsaber, one of the humans used a Force Push to throw him against the wall, leaving him dazed long enough for a nearby uniformed man to slap a pair of cuffs on him. One of the humans confiscated his lightsaber.

"Probably stole it off some apprentice," He mumbled, before handing it to the officer.

The Inquisitor could only go along for now, as the officer hauled him into a cell, placing his lightsaber in a locker for now. For now, all he could do was meditate, and think of a way to escape.