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Chapter One: Escape

I, Boba Fett, stared at the bars that separated me from freedom. One year ago I was arrested for the attempted murder of Jedi Master Mace Windu, the sabotaging and infiltrating of a Jedi Cruiser and fraternizing with an enemy bounty hunter. My cell mate was a very annoying Trandoshan. He often played pranks on me, even letting the rats chew a hole through my boot once. But that night, it was all going to end. Having carved a map of the entire jail, I now know all the exits, escape routes and guard posts. I found a bone that I guess belonged to a long dead inmate and sharpened it with a piece of metal. It has been the only sound that kept me sane over these months; the only sound that carried hope in this dark, evil place. Every grind of metal against the bone was a chance for me to escape, to see the light of day again and an opportunity to redeem myself. Each night I put my plan into action. I slowly put my arm through the energy bars, using the sharpened bone to stab the control panel. The bars slowly disintegrated.

I smiled to myself, stepping out of the cell. For some reason, the air outside of it was, well, cleaner.

A voice came from behind, "Well, well, well, I always-s-s knew you had it in ya, kid!" I whirled around to stare into the yellow, reptilian eyes of my former cell mate.

"I've been watching you, kid, s-s-seeing you plan and prepare. The only reason I teas-s-sed and taunted you was to make you want to get out of here even more! It took a year, but I know s-s-some men who would have taken fifty…" he hissed in a sick way at me, revealing his pointed teeth and snake-like tongue.

I wanted to run as far away as I possibly could.

"Well, I always knew you had hatched from a bad egg," I snapped, using a very rude Trandoshan phrase.

"Heh-heh, I always knew you had s-s-spunk, kid," he smirked. "I hate s-s-spunk."

I was about to reply, but suddenly the wall was blown away! In the haze of dust and smoke I could see a Republic Gunship with two clonetroopersstanding inside.

What the heck!I gasped, feeling light headed. This was it, I had finally gone insane. I had known it was only a matter of- Suddenly, the clones took of their helmets, revealing Aurra Sing and the notorious Mandalorian bounty hunter Durge!

"Aurra," I gasped, wondering if was seeing things.

"Yeah, kid, why so shocked?" Aurra smirked.

"Get in," Durge snarled, "unless you wanna stay in this toilet." I quickly stepped onto the ship. We were about to fly off, but there was suddenly a cry.

"Hey! Don't leave me here!" My former cellmate screamed.

"Well, well, well; if it isn't Bossk!" Aurra sneered, her dark green eyes glinting maliciously. I gasped. I hadn't recognized him because of the long scar running through his left eye and the fact that he was now much thinner; but now I saw the resemblance.

Aurra's lips curled into a Cheshire cat grin, "And why shouldn't I?" She snapped, "If it weren't for you, we would have never stopped at Florum and that Togruta jedi brat would have never crashed my ship!" Her smile disappeared.

I gulped, this wasn't gonna end well.

"What?" Bossk's mouth actually dropped open in shock. "That was Castus-s-s!"

Aurra sniffed, "Well, it doesn't matter anymore; since you'll both be dead!" She raised her blaster.

"Wait! I can help you!" Bossk cried, holding up his arms.

Aurra narrowed her eyes, "Go on."

"Have you ever heard of the Nexus-s-s Route?" Aurra shook her head no, "Well, rumor is that Anakin Skywalker's-s-s padawan, who happens to be the same padawan that got you in jail-"

"How do you know that?" Aurra hissed, cutting him off.

Bossk rolled his eyes, "Rumors-s-s get around here fast; besides-s, I have my contacts-s-s." Aurra didn't reply; but she did tighten her grip on the blaster.

Bossk noticed this and quickly finished his tell-all, "Well, the padawan knows the codes to the route. And there's a multi-million credit reward from the Separatists for them; along with a million credits a head for a Jedi…" He licked his lips at the thought.

Aurra looked him straight in the eye for what seemed like an eternity but what was probably only a few seconds, "I believe you." she said sarcastically.

Bossk's face seemed to light up; he clearly hadn't caught on that she didn't. Aurra rolled her eyes and whipped out the blaster, shooting Bossk in the head!

"Thought too soon," said Aurra with a smirk, dropping the blaster back into her holster.

Another display of Aurra Sing's classic cold-blooded killing,I thought, shaking my head slightly.

But that smirk was soon wiped off Aurra's face as two guards ran around the corner, firing at us.

"Get us out of here. NOW!" Aurra screamed at the pilot. She whirled around, her long red ponytail smacking me in the face. I discreetly rubbed my stinging cheeks.

As the ship started to turn around, one of the prison guards jumped into the ship, grabbing, Aurra by the neck; but in a blink of an eye, she disabled him, tossing him out the ship. As the guard fell to the ground he turned around and fired at one of the wings. The world seemed to move in slow-motion as the red-hot bolt of energy cut through the air toward our right wing. It exploded in a shower of metal shards as we started hurling toward the ground, off balance.

How could one little bolt do that, I wondered in horror.

But then it hit me: the blaster bolt had hit a crucial, but weak, point in the mechanics that connected the wing to the ship itself. But it didn't matter; the only thing that mattered was the fact that the guard was a crack-shot with a blaster; and that I hated him for it. Durge, on the other hand, wasted no time. He pulled out two liquid-cable launchers and fired them at an outcropping on the side of the prison, causing the ship to be jerked into the side of it and break the walls into rubble. We stumbled out of the, ship coughing and hacking in the thick dust and smoke. Alarms blared as guards rushed down the hallways toward us. Durge pulled out twin blasters and shot the ceiling support beams. As they started to crumble he grabbed me and Aurra, jumping out of the hole our crash had made. As we were falling to the ground; Durge yelled at Aurra to press a button on his gauntlet. The moment Aurra released the button, rocket boots were activated on hers and Durge's boots! But I continued to fall, the buildings a blur. Finally, Aurra caught me. We soared for miles, finally turning into the Senatorial District!

"Aurra, what are you doing!" I cried, my fear of being caught flaring up.

"Let's just say we have to pay a certain senator a visit," she said vaguely.

We continued to cruise until we came upon a large apartment building; but instead of going toward the entrance, Aurra sailed up toward the penthouse! We landed on the private, but small, landing pad. There was just enough room for an empty starship landing spot a little ways down the pad, a stack of cargo boxes and us.

Aurra smiled evilly as she looked into the apartment, "We've hit the jackpot, boys!"

As her words sunk in, I gasped

Aurra smiled again, "What's wrong, kid? Didn't think you'd be back on the job so soon?"

Well, there you have it! The first chapter of Boba Fett: Struggles! Not bad, eh? Stay tuned for the next chapter! R&R please!

P.S. Virtual cookie to anyone who can guess which senator they're gonna try to take out!