Chapter 2
Boone's eyes burnt like smoldering fire! His heart pumped burning blood through his veins, he would not be happy this day.
"We are going to need the freaking armada!" Boone yelled pacing back and forth as two man took up posts atop the small perches on top of stacked snow to make something of a base. A crap fort is used by Sham. There was no way the could win just one battle against the task force they were hughly trained killers... Even the Empire did not want to face the Task Force. "Oh!" Sham completed his sentence out of ear range.
" Double guard stations!" Sham ordered pushing two men up the small ladders up to the thin crossing over to the two perches. "Get those tents up , Boone Arden, Sode go make a perimeter 50 meters three points make posts man them till 0200 the next guards will come." he paused briefly sitting down and putting his forearms atop his large thighs. "If you get any trouble..." he looked Boone straight in the face, "kill." he left it at that and Boone liked that idea. It was men like the republic that made him stay away from his family! So the hell with it, kill them all!
Boone ushered the two new patrol guards over to him, he took up two rifles and shoved them into their chests. "If you lose these I'll kill you myself." this was true Boone had no love for other mercenaries, why not just get rid of the ones that make his job harder. He raised his brow to the guards and they let them out. "Ill go find that..." he led the way out of the fort and into the wind.
The roaring wind hit them hard, the smaller guard, Sode fell down and shivered. " Come on man" Boone said agitated even though he himself struggled to stay upward. Sode jumped to his feet and brushed the snow off his thin armor. "Listen men, you see Republic shoot me you see empire..." Boone struggled to say the next word. He hated the Republic for the deeds they did to him but did not want to get involved with the Empire. "shoot em" he completed and grunted as he walked away from them. Boone brought his bump ridden arms up to his chest and trucked his way through the snow.
It came up to his knees. His lips became chapped as the cold weather began to freeze his body. His eyelids became cold and froze over his eyes. He began to pass out but trucked on to a small plant that was bent over and a cold brown shade. He fell to its root.
He breathed out hot air, and formed and big fur ball as he used his jacket to make a perch out of thick snow. His fingers turned a light purple from his original dark skin. He settled his weapon with in arm reach away, and laid his head down on the hood of his jacket. He kept his eyes open as he looked around. His visibility was about 5 meters away and only thing his senses could detect was a single ray of light far r in the distance. He blinked madly and rubbed is eyes.
"I'm going mad, is it green?" he asked himself and the light began to went lower to the ground. It slowly moved closer. up, down up down... Lights like this were seen on Corellia, sometimes on cold nights. He and his wife would sit on their porch wrapped in a blanket... Tears streamed down his face.
Boone began to doze off. His head bobbed with the light as it came so close. A man with pearl white hair came into view. He glanced down at the dozing Boone. Hs weapon in hand and glowing green. Snow fell upon the weapon and immediately evaporated. "A mercenary out in the snow..." his scratchy voice wrung in boones' ear and Boone exploded up, tackling the Jedi to the ground. His weapon flew out of his hand and stuck in the snow some ways away. Boone stared at the Jedis' face and smirked like he did before. Boone brought his heavy hand up and crashed his fist into the warriors chin. The Jedi struggled and trying to get his hands up to send Boone off him. "I was here to help!" the man screeched and Boone smothered his mouth with his fist.
Boone brought another fist up and crushed the Jedi's rib. His hands flailed out and a incredible force sent Boone flying. Boone's rifle slipped off his back and landed in front of him. The Jedi stood up not yet angry but frustrated with Boone. "Calm yourself!" he yelled. Boone scrambled for his weapon. The Jedi pulled it to him.
Boone rolled and drew his pistol. Snow covered his face but he still fired the gun 4 times. The bullets flew out mad. all missed but one. This one blast hit the rifle. The weapon exploded and sent the Jedi flying. He skidded on the ground his elbows scraping on the ground. Blood poured on the snow as he scraped. Boone sprung to his feet, wiping the snow off his face his pistol in hand. The Jedi came to a stop just as Boone was half way to him.
"I got you now, you little-" Boone yelled, he leaped into the air and fired his weapon at the body laying there. The Jedi bolted up his light saber in hand. Boone was surprised, "he must of grabbed it while he flew off from that blast." the last shot came out of his gun but the Jedi was able to block all of them.
The Jedi stood his light saber at the ready. The pistol smoked. Boone threw it away, he drew a knife from his ankle sheathe. "you cannot win this fight" the Jedi panted out. His eyes burned with anger, blood dripping from his red arms. His robe torn. "I have no intention to kill you.." the Jedi reasoned with Boone, but Boone burned with anger. His body flexed adrenaline flowed through his veins.
" I have all the intention to kill you, to leave your bleeding body out in the snow never to be found again!" Boone roared. The Jedi's eyes widened at the anger in his voice. He sensed evil flowing through Boones veins. The force flows through all things but this man this non force user had so much... Un natural... He could not see the mans face but guessed who it was. A shiver ran down the warriors back.."No"
Boone exploded forward, force that the Jedi knew he would not be able to stop. His eyes burned with fury. Boone knew this man this Jedi and the Jedi knew Boone. It was master un-knuul from Corellia the lead official for the republic. Boone was forbidden to go back because of this man and he will not let him escape. Boone dreamed of this moment before and his eyes showed it. It was like a volcano ready to explode.
The warrior stood very still. His body immobilized by the fear. He gave in to his training, he was horrified to see the man that almost killed his whole family at Corellia. Boone almost killed his family...His eye twitched as Boone crashed into him. Spit flew out of his mouth as his body coiled from impact. His eyes widened as the blade entered his chest. The force broke his chin and his jaw out of socket. His mouth flung about as they started to go down.
A second stabbing to the collar bone, another to the thigh. The Jedi coughed up blood black and draining. His muscles fell limp as Boone stuck his fatality strike to the temple. Blood splattered on his face and Boone roared out like an animal who just caught his prey. He stared down at the mutilated body laying below. "Take that you filthy" Boone hurtled his boot into the dead mans chest," you deserve everything you get!" he yelled and pounded his fists into him. Boone grew too tired to carry on the beating of a dead man and fell on his back.
Sham emerged from the darkness with a guard patrol armed with rifles. Sham stared at the destruction done to the place he just entered. Blood lay strewn across the ground. snow made clear paths of sliding marks. It felt colder in this place like evil was just done... Sham's eyes scanned the area and his fateful gaze rested on the body of the Jedi. Hot air came up off a figure laying beside the body. Deep breathes angry breathes. Sham walked over slowly his weapon raised to the figure.
Boone panted at Sham. "Jedi make a mess of things" Boone said handing the Jedi's blade to Sham. Sham winced at this morbid sight. "How..?" he asked but stopped after studying the blade. "We have to move Boone they are after me again." Sham said scared more than anything. He turned to the guards, "go back to camp tell everyone to pack up we leave at sunrise."
"After you! You're a paranoid dude, calm down they aren't after you, they are here for the recovery effort." Boone told Sham. Sham looked up from his frustration slumber. He edged toward Boone, like a hunting animal. A terrified look shot into Boone's eyes. Sham came ever so close. He was inches from his scarred face. "You do not know the people that want me dead, I am lucky Tyyne keeps me alive to this day." he said this with such ferocity, even Sham became scared of himself. He pulled away and stomped off into the cold weather only leaving his breath to be pondered on.
