Boba Fett Vs. Darth Maul-The Prequel
“Gotcha” Boba thought to himself. At last, Fett had tracked down the elusive trio. Mandalorian pretenders the lot of them. Fen Shysa rarely interfered with Fett’s business even though he disapproved of him, but now Fen had hired Boba to find some thugs who were smuggling Mandaloiran gear. Fett could distinguish them from the countless other Rodians in the streets because they were wearing some Mandalorian Armor. Fett dropped down on the group’s pilot, a Bith who was lagging behind. Fett frog-marched him to the landing pad, totally emotionless and paying little to no heed to the Bith’s gibberish. On the Landing Pad, the Rodians were getting impatient. “What’s taking that Bith so long?” Suddenly, a laser came zooming by and hit the Rodian right in the chest. Soon, more laser blasts followed, each one finding its target in Rodian flesh. Soon, they were all dead. “Don’t kill me!” Shouted the Bith, “I…. I can pay you off, take the gear, take the whole ship!” “I knew you would see reason,” said Boba, shoving the Bith to the ground, “now get outta here!!” That was all the Bith needed to hear, in seconds he was out of sight. “Now to find that gear” Fett searched the cargo hold and sure enough, a whole stash of Mandalorian weapons and gear. “Fen should pay nicely for this, now to get back to Mandalore” Mandalore, named after the leader of the Mandalorian people, was home to all that remained of those calling themselves “Mandalorians” Fett was met by Tobbi Dalla, who took Fett to Fen Shysa. “Hello Fett” said Fen. “Hello Fen” “I take it you were successful?” “Yes, those idiots won’t trouble you any longer” “Well, I’m glad you just had to kill them, it’s not like you had a choice” “I’m no stranger to sarcasm Fen” Said Fett, still emotionless in his tone. “Besdies, if you wanted them alive, you should have told me, that’s how I work, now will you pay me or not?” “Fine” said Fen, he handed Fett a belt of grenades. “That should cover your explosive needs, but might you be interested in more pay?” “Sure” “My informants have been receiving reports of a Lightsaber-wielding mystery-man slaughtering random people. People that the Empire has identified as fugitive Jedi” “Another Jedi killer eh? Good” “Fett, I know you have your…issues with the Jedi, but this thing is a menace, and you’re the only person I can think of who would be even remotely capable of stopping him” “What’s in it for me” Fett knew the only thing that would drive him to kill someone who hated Jedi this much would be a substantial amount of Credits. “If you stop this madman, dead or alive, I will personally give you 8,000 Credits. That was exactly what Fett had in mind “Sold” he said. One could argue there was even a hint of excitement in his voice. “Where can I find him?” “Coruscant” “I’ll be heading there right away” Fett thought Coruscant would be an odd place for someone to be killing surviving Jedi. It was were the Emperor was, no surviving Jedi would be there. Regardless, that 8,000 Credits really caught Fett’s attention and so he was off. He had no idea this foe would be one of the toughest of his career.
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