Chapter 2

Coruscant

Near Kragget restaurant

The sniper was lying on one of many ledges in the Galactic City, ready to fulfil his task. He was carefully hidden in shadows, patiently scoping the space before Kragget restaurant through his sights. His target was rumoured to frequent this place.

Ordo, Kal Skirata and Jaler Olbrim exited their respective means of transport – in this case, a speeder bike with two seats and a non-descript speeder. They were looking forward to eating an unhealthy breakfast at Kragget after a long, long night.

There you are. Sand-coloured beskar´gam – check. Verpine pistols – check. Kal Skirata in all his glory.

The sniper slowly exhaled, set his sights in one of the few available weak spots on a Mando armor and squeezed the trigger. This sniper rifle was not his common weapon, but extremely modified version of it. Modified to pack enough punch to get through his target´s armor made of heavy beskar and kill him.

" Buir, do you think…" the question was never finished. Ordo reacted instinctively, crouching into defensive position even before his conscious mind realised what had happened.

Jaler Olbrim did take out his blaster, reacting on instinct as well, searching for whatever danger pricked Ordo´s inner antennae. There was none he could find. And then…Then he noticed that the last member of their group was not standing, but lying flat on his back, his helmet knocked away.

"Buir!" Ordo shouted and quickly moved beside Kal. His training took over and he dragged Kal behind the nearest cover. Olbrim followed them, covering their retreat. Coruscant had changed into a battle zone.

"Buir! Stay with me! Don´t you dare die on me!" Ordo murmured frantically, quickly applying pressure on the gut wound and searching in his first aid kit for suitable bandage. "Jaler, call for med evac immediately."

"Ordo,…" Kal wheezed hoarsely, trying not to gurgle on his own blood, but falling miserably. "Tell your vode that I…I…" his breathing stopped.

"Buir! NO!" Ordo started quickly to release seals on his father´s armor – it is after all, pretty hard to do a proper resuscitation on someone in armor. But he ceased after he lifted away the breast piece. He didn´t know what hit his father, but whatever it was, it exploded after contact with him, effectively killing him on spot. There was nothing he could do to reverse the damage done, his training kicking in and telling him that. He was devastated.

Ordo bowed his head to his father´s forehead, touching it with his own brow. Quietly, he murmured: " We know, Buir. And we love you too. And we will find this sniper. And the moment we do, he will regret this. That, I promise and my vode as well."