Inside the vast Hutt citadel, a door into a small anteroom slides open and in walks Mosep Bineed.
Across the room, tail impatiently tapping on the floor is Durga Besadii Tai. His booming voice fills the small chamber.
Durga: <Well?>
Mosep: "Mighty Durga, all shipments to and from Tatooine have been halted, it's new Daimyo has decreed a new order, no more Spice."
Durga flies into a rage, tail thrashing wildly which smashes nearby furniture.
Durga: <The insolence! That world is mine, Fortuna knew never to cross me, Fett has overstepped his mark and will pay for this!>
Mosep: "A contingency plan has been put into place, Mighty Durga, one which guarantees no trace back to the Hutt cartel."
Durga ceases his wild thrashing.
Durga: <Explain.>
Mosep: "If I may, your eminence...I present the answer to your Tatooine problem - Garrik Rune."
A dark armour clad figure enters the room.
Runes visor settles on the Hutt.
Durga: <You will eliminate my little problem?>
Rune: "For a percentage of the action."
The Hutt's eyes narrow.
Durga: <How much?>
Rune: "Ten percent of the total planetary output."
Durga mulls over the figure, the corners of his mouth forming into a smile.
Durga: <Very well mercenary, we have an agreement, I'll have Bineed draw up a contract.>
Rune: "Consider your problem dealt with, Mighty Durga."
Tatooine, Slave One exits hyperspace.
Inside the cockpit, Boba Fett eases back in his seat.
Boba: "We're home."
Fennec Shand looks at the rapidly approaching desert planet.
Fennec: "Some home."
Boba: "Still not settled into your new role?"
Fennec: "It wasn't at the top of my career choices."
Boba suppresses a smile.
The Firespray class ship races towards Tatooine.
Boba: "Lets take a route back over Mos Espa, let the people know their Daimyo has returned."
Fennec: (Mutters) "All hail the conquering hero."
Boba: "What?"
Fennec: "Static."
Boba: "I see."
Slave One heads over the sprawling city of Mos Espa.
As the ship flies over....
Unfriendly eyes follow its trajectory. A Snivvian keys his comlink.
Fozen: "He's here."
From out of one of the Docking bays, a sleek starfighter rises.
Inside Slave One, alarms sound.
Fennec: "We've got company!"
Boba: "Not the kind of company I was looking for."
In the Starfighter's cockpit, it's Weequay pilot targets Slave One.
Fett guns Slave One, dust and debris are flung into the air as cannon fire rakes the ground.
Fett guides his ship into the dangerous ravine known to locals as 'Beggars Canyon', the two ships twisting and turning within the deadly course!
Boba: "Is he still right on us?"
Fennec: "Like a Kryt on a Womp Rat!"
Boba: "Good."
Fett pulls back hard and sends Slave One into a steep climb..
Swooping overhead, Fett activates his Ion Cannons and hits the Ship dead on!
Electrical energy dances over the ship, shorting out all systems and sending it crashing into the desert floor.
Fett lands Slave One nearby and descends the ramp.
The Weequay falls from the cockpit, still stunned from the energy weapon as Boba approaches.
Weequay: "Ey Chuta!"
Biting down on a capsule in his mouth, poison seeps into his system, killing him instantly.
Boba: "Zealot."
Boba: "Fennec, search the ship, see if you can get any answers."
Fennec's hands deftly move over the console gaining access to the dying ship, getting whatever information she can.
Fennec: "Not much there, but I got what was left."
Boba: "Let's get back to the palace, Jawa's will deal with his ship, the desert'll take care of him."
The massive door on the palace grinds open as Slave One approaches.
Fennec: "I'm impressed, we haven't even set foot on this dustball and somebody's already made an assassination attempt on us."
Boba: "Comes with the job."
Settling into his throne, Boba looks at one of his Gamorrean guards.
Boba: "Get me the Droid."
8D8 appears from one of the entry ways into the main audience chamber.
Pistons whirring, the Droid positions himself before the throne.
8D8: "Welcome home Daimyo."
Boba: "Cut the pleasantries Droid, tell me what's on that datapad."
Studying the pad, the hatchet faced Droids face could almost be seen to look grimmer.
8D8: "A huge bounty has been placed on your head, dead or alive, although preference has been given for your head to be delivered on a platter."
Boba: "Where to?"
8D8: "Sadly that information is not present."
Boba: "Sounds about right, anything else?"
8D8: "The bounty is here in holographic form."
Boba: "Let's see it."
A hologram springs to life to reveal...
Fennec: "The Skull of Kressik! Someone wants you out of the way bad it they are paying with that."
8D8: "That is not the payment, a map to its location is the reward."
Boba: "Word has it the Skull is hidden in a temple filled with traps."
Stepping down from the throne, Fett looks up at the hologram.
Boba: "If we got this, it would make the Spice losses insignificant."
8D8: " I calculate a 97 percent chance that this is a trap. "
Boba: "Of course it's a trap, the convenience of all this hasn't escaped me."
Fennec: "Common sense seems to have! We'd be walking into who knows what."
Boba: "I thought you wanted to get away from all this."
Fennec: "I do, but more slip back into our old profession of bounty hunting, pick up some easy jobs."
Boba: "This is bounty hunting, with a reward no other job has offered, prepare the ship...we're leaving.
To be continued....
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