Disclaimer: I own nothing, this is purely for recreational purposes.

AN: I finally managed to catch a break and spend a bit of time writing. This is what I came up with as to what is happening in the story. Also, in case anyone wants to know, yes, Riddick will probably have a Harem. I'll still considering who to have in it, but here are the choices that I'm planning to have as definites, at least for the time being as I've changed my mind on a few of them more than once.

Myssan

Vis'n

Bo-Katan Kryze

Shaak Ti

Maris Brood

Celeste Morne

Guri

Qwi Xux

Those are my current choices, just to let you lot know in advance. Now, enough of my random muses. One with the story!

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Moving around the CIC of my ship, I had to admit that it was a rather interesting experience to have as I finally reached the command chair at the very centre of the room, said chair having a neural jack built into it along with command protocols to allow me to control the three kilometre long ship with but a thought. Truthfully, I didn't need to even be in the seat as I finally sat down, feeling the handshake protocols kick in and the connection process begin. I already had half a dozen augments, some more impressive than others, but one of the things of interest was a built in QEC unit that connected right to the central computer network of the ship, something I planned to use as a tactical advantage when the time came.

The connection finally stabilized a moment later, data pouring through as I felt it all coming in streams as well as physical sensations. The Drive core felt like tensed muscles, ready to run at a moment's notice while the primary Eezo Core felt like a beating heart, power coming strong and steady as I grinned. It had taken more than two weeks to finally finish that damned Eezo core, more time than I really wanted to waste, but not nearly that long in the grand scheme of things. Myssan and Vis'n had long since come back from the mission to Coruscant, Shuttle filled with loot, though they had been careful not to take anything that belonged to the two Sith as to not make them aware of the rather glaring holes in their security. Since the girls had come back, they had been going around the ship, making sure that everything worked as well as sorting out some of the various items and pieces of data as I continued to work on the ship. A minute past with ease before I finished the pre-flight checks, having run a dozen simulations as to make sure all the systems worked as they were supposed to before I finally sighed, everything coming back green.

"Nothing ventured... Nothing gained..." I muttered under my breath as I finally decided it was time to stop being chicken shit and start using what I had. With that, commands started flying around as the Eezo core pulsed to life in the blink of an eye, engine systems came alive an instant later as even more power suddenly became available to me, sensors blazed as I detected many things. I detected the junk that my ship was hidden within, the various radio and Holonet signals that were being picked up as I listened and watched the Galaxy before a smirk fell across my lips. It was time to get moving.

The order went out, I knew I couldn't physically hear it, but I still heard the sound of shrieking metal as it was forced apart, forced to move from decades of rust and disregard as my ship rose, junk metal falling away as I watched from a third person perspective and felt my smirk grow. Had anyone actually seen the event in question, it would have looked as though the land had split open and a monster of unimaginable size had stepped forth, rapidly flying into the air and hovering there for a moment before picking up speed and disappearing. Sensors across the entire system should have detected my ship, all of them failed as the pitch black hull coupled with highly advanced jamming systems made that all next to impossible, the cloaking device that had been taken from the Theta-class Shuttle only making that more so as the ship disappeared completely the moment that it was out of the atmosphere.

I smirked as the ship disappeared from the void before spinning up the Hyperdrives, information automatically appearing before me as I noted half a dozen different routes that I could program into the computer to take me to the next destination that I had in mind. Glancing over the data, taking the timing into question before shrugging, I picked an old route that was hidden within the Jedi archives, a small route that was rather direct and would get me to Mandalore within five days rather than a week and a half. With that done, ME fields flooded the space around the ship, neutralising the gravity well of the planet as the Hyperdrives kicked in, I felt the sudden acceleration before I watched with interest as the light of the stars was blue shifted before entering Hyperspace. A moment later, the interface disappeared as I disconnected from the chair, an alarm already set to inform me of how far the ship was from the planet along with another alert to tell me about any ships that might of been in the system.

Then again, I already knew most of the details thanks to Myssan's work in infiltrating the Imperial Intelligence network, so the small group of Star Destroyers present in the system were not going to be that much of a threat to me.

No, as I walked away from the CIC, my mind was on other, more important things. One such being a rather simple, yet complex question.

What the hell was I going to call my ship?

XXX

You know, some people really didn't know just what you could get done in five days, I certainly did as I looked over my own craftsmanship as I stood within the rather extensive workshop I had built within the heart of my ship. The ship itself, I had finally come up with a name that I rather liked, was now called the Sicarius, the latin word for Assassin, something that I found pretty funny since the ship could probably batter an entire fleet of Star Destroyers in a head-to-head fight.

Aside from that, I had been busy working on other things, namely, my new armor. Said armor was something else, based on the design of the EM-208 robots from the Robocop 2014 movie, the armor was well designed and was perfect for what I wanted as I kept the same basic design, but changed it up. The armor now covered the body more completely like that of the Robocop from the same movie, but was thick, angular and looked like it was ready to tank a nuke without a second thought. I had magnetic strips planted all over the armor so as to hole all my weapons as needed, but I added a few things, namely a compartment around the back of the waist to carry grenades and explosives, about twenty of the latter if I needed that many, given that I had installed another thirty metal rings to hold other grenades along with half a dozen dedicated magnetic pads for things like Thermal detonators. On the thighs, I had also gone out of my way and put a miniature Omni-fab on each leg along with the one that doubled as a backpack on the back of the armor, all of this meant that I had plenty of space to make more toys as well as the fact that this armor had some really impressive Omni-gel reserves. Medi-gel capacity, of course, was doubled seeing as, even if I didn't need the stuff, it might come in handy to give to an ally on demand.

The armor itself also features a lot of rather impressive tech into its construction. Built from the ground up around a Hydrablood steel, honeycombed with Broodresin, exoskeleton with Myomer bundles anchored to points to enhance the strength of the system and increased the speed and strength of the user. A neural interface jack was present to allow me full use of that system as well as the added benefit of Eezo-based, force multiplier circuits in the fits, elbows, knees, feet and head that could work with my Biotics to ensure that, if I hit something with the intention to kill it, it would stay dead. The internal computer was also advanced, making use of complex 3D components to save space as well as increasing both the processing power along with the storage capacity while assisting the two Omni-tools built into the gauntlets. The internal powerplant, a trinity of miniature Eezo enhanced Fusion reactors, also provided power to a number of other systems including a series of KBs forming into 4 static layers of defence, augmented by a number electromagnetic projectors for each layer along with a top layer of Cyclonic Barriers. It was honestly rather interesting that some things worked rather well in that, for these, they seemed to be partially similar to Tim taylor technology.

By that, I meant that the more power they got, the faster they recharged, not that they got stronger... Unfortunately.

However, just to make sure that I wasn't blind sided, I also added a Personal Energy Shield, a similar model to the one that the girls had, which was of Verpine design, something I was rather happy about since it had the rather nice side-effect of being capable of blocking Ion weapons. A very useful trick to have, especially since those weapons hurt, even with all the shielding I put on my tech.

Thick armor was layered over the underlayers, Hydrablood steel being used to make up the main layer of it, being over ten millimetres thick while another five millimetres of Discord Iron was layered under that, with a further backing of another two millimetres of Broodresin after that. Under all of that was a mixture of Omni-gel sealant padding to rapidly fill any holes that were formed in battle so that the suit retained an airtight seal for use in vacuum. Along with that was a Lifeblood circulatory system filled with more Omni-gel and Nanites that would speed up self-repair to insane levels, furthermore, this was also augmented by multiple energy capture systems built into the Discord Iron layers. The reason for this was two fold, one was to allow provide energy to allow the Lifeblood to replicate and repair itself while the other reason was to allow an escape for any excess energy within the Discord Iron itself. Discord Iron was impressive in that it had an insane tensile strength and tolerance to kinetic impacts, but what really made it special was the rate at which it dissipated energy. Any kind of energy hitting it would rapidly be spread over a larger surface area, making it much less effective, or practically useless in some cases, unless properly channeled to ensure penetration took place, again something that was rather difficult since four millimetres of Discord Iron could stop a Lightsaber, not without damage however.

Omni-projectors were also added around the armor, each of which was fully capable of projecting massive sheets of Photon-locked matter in any form I wanted within four metres of me, giving me even more of an advantage than before. Omni-gel nozzles were also added, designed to release the material that would quickly harden into a ceramic, ablative armor that could act as armor in the traditional sense, or as a heat shield to survive re-entry to a planet's atmosphere. As a last feature, I had high-output, high efficiency thrusters attached to the back of my armor, hidden under the overlapping plates and appearing as two groups of three on either side of my back, around the bottom of my shoulder blades. In this way, the system was non-obtrusive and really good at letting me move around.

Aside from all of that, my new armor had all the same features as the old one, only enhanced to be better in this armor, which I decided to name as my Odin Battlearmor. Truthfully, the moment I had finished it, I instantly swapped out the pairs, though I did leave my old armor around, putting it on an Omni-gel mannequin in my workshop for nostalgia's sake.

XXX

Looking through the sensors of the Sicarius, I smirked as I saw just how accurate the Imperial data that I had found was. The Star Destroyers in orbit of Mandalore were present, at least 4 Imperial-I Star Destroyers with another 6 Victory-I Star Destroyers running as escort, TIE Fighters were also present within the system. Honestly, I found it rather funny just how stupid the Imps were, looking at the design of the Imperial Star Destroyers, I could say with a rather good degree of knowledge that whoever built it was an idiot. Warmaster had just to stop laughing at how stupid the design was, Engineer was scowling at the idiocy of the designers while STG, Infiltrator and Soldier were all cackling at how easy it would be to infiltrate for the former two, and how lightly defended it was for it's size, making it an easy target, in the latter's case.

Hell, I could understand that all perfectly, especially given the placement of the turrets along with other things like the internal systems, Main reactors, the Bridge and the Shield generators. Firstly, the turrets were shit, the whole placement meant that even though the ship had eight Turbolasers, pretty powerful ones at that, only the first two right at the front would be able to fire straight ahead without clipping, or shooting straight into, the back of the one in front of them. To fire all of them at a target in front of the ISD, you'd have to tilt the entire ship so that all of them could fire, but that had the problem of displaying a much larger target profile for the enemy to shoot back at. Still, the truly funny thing was that, the top side was actually decently armed, but the underside? Fuck that with a rusty spanner! The entire underside of the ship lacked anything in the form of weapons, only having that single exposed hangar present, and that was more like a massive hole in the armor than anything else, especially since a well aimed shot could core straight through the Main Reactor. Added to this, the location of the Bridge was exposed to all hell, literally, the only thing protecting the bridge crew was a single sheet of transparent metal alloy less than twenty centimetres thick.

Twenty Fucking Centimetres!

I could shoot through that with the Mass Drive take from an AT-TE, completely cripple the entire ship before a blast shield closed over the oversized windows that looked more like targets painted on to the hull. I had actually done some research and, believe it or not, but the people here believed that this was a good idea, of having the Bridge so exposed, since they thought that a crew that knew that if they fucked you were going to die, would work better. I honestly had to shake my head at that, I would have thought the opposite would have been better, putting the crew in a CIC hidden at the very core of the ship, preventing them from getting panicky and making stupid mistakes in the heat of battle. Then again, this was just a belief on their part, no one had actually done any research to prove that it worked, and by now, it had just become tradition to do it, stupidity at it's finest. Not only that, but the Shield generators also doubled as the primary communication arrays, meaning that if you took out both of them, which were handily placed on top of the bridge tower, the ship in question would be incapable of defending itself or even talking with it's allies.

I sighed once more as I looked through the sensors of the Sicarius, it would be so easy to wipe out every ship in the system and be gone before anyone knew what the hell had happened, but I wanted to be a little more subtle than that. The Imps had known about the Nite Owl base on Concordia for quite a while now, they were due to launch an attack/raid on it about three days after my first appearance, but the raid was called off as the units assigned to the attack were sent elsewhere to look for me. With my most recent attacks, not to mention the network access that I now had, I had managed to get the files on the group... misplaced for the time being, giving me enough time to get in and out of the system with no one being the wiser. Still, that didn't mean that I was planning to leave empty handed, at the very least, I was going to be yanking a few dozen Lambda-class Shuttles that were flying about, all of them carrying full loads of Mandalorian Iron from some of the moons of Mandalore to the main planet. Said metal ore was then boxed up and shipped on to an Imperial Gozanti-class Cruisers before being sent out of system, probably to Kuat or Coruscant itself. A quick thought and I had more than a few of those Cruisers marked on sensors for later, you could never know when you'd need a near indestructible metal for your personal use.

With that done, I turned the ship and headed for Concordia, finding myself infinitely amused by how close I had gotten to some ships and how the damn things had yet to notice me even as I came into the orbit of the Moon.

XXX

Ok... If I was amazed at how stupid the Imps were before, that had gone to a completely new level as I had left the Sicarius. I was still linked with the ship, so I was able to hack into the ISD's to see what they saw through their own sensors, and I was honestly amazed at what I saw. The sensors of the ISD clearly saw me as I started to enter the atmosphere of the moon, but the truly funny thing was that they had seen me before immediately dismissing me as just another piece of space debris on their passive sensors, not even bothering to use the active sensors to check.

Idiots. Idiots the lot of them.

Still, this gave me the advantage of being able to get down to the moon with ease, especially since the only Imperial holding on the Moon was a single mining station that was on the far side of the planet, currently working through some still rich Beskar veins in deep into the crust of the planet. I could practically hear the laughter Warmaster, Soldier, Vanguard and Infiltrator while Matriarch was giggling at how stupid the Imps were, they were relying so heavily on a planetary sensor net to detect enemy forces that they hadn't even bothered with manned patrols of any given area. That was just begging for a Commando Raid, right there.

Screaming through the atmosphere, I smirked as I knew the bastards had already discounted me as a threat, looking down, I saw the jungles rapidly approaching as I moved passed the upper layers of the atmosphere and shooting passed the clouds. A mental prompt and the already half-melted ablative armor popped off, a burst of force from the built-in Eezo Core sending it flying where it would biodegrade over the course of the next week to leave no trace that I was present, it was the beauty of that blend of ceramic. Then again, the Omni-gel nozzles could make a variety of blends to give different ceramics, each with different qualities, this one being for stealth and leaving as little trace behind as possible.

With the tree tops quickly coming into view, I felt the grin increase in size across my face as I flipped over, going from a head-first dive to looking like I would land on my feet, my arms out stretched as I shot passed the first few branches, even landing on one as it snapped completely before I kept going to the ground. A moment before impact, the Eezo Core suddenly went into overdrive, sending a massive burst of force though the armor, countering my terminal velocity while inertia cancelers ensured that the sudden deceleration didn't turn me into paste. Enhanced or not, I would still be killed if I went from over 210 kmph to rest within less than an eyeblink, still, the sudden impact of the wall of force didn't do much besides flatten the long grass, causing it to look as though someone had just taken a hammer and slammed the grass. Then again, that would be the only 'proof' that I had even been present as I stood up from my crotch before looking around, my helmet glancing around as I had changed the look of it, rather than having a single red visor to two slit-like openings for my eyes to see through and for my HUD.

"Well... That was more fun than I thought it would be..." I muttered to myself as I glanced around, noting the background noise of the massive jungle before turning around, my HUD coming online as I saw the waypoint I had already placed appearing in the distance, showing the location of Nite owl base as I smiled.

"Time to get moving." I spoke aloud before starting to move. Dark energy subtly started charging through me as I took advantage of that to lessen the hold gravity had on me as I created another field pulling me into the air as I started leaping, easily clearing over fifty metres in a single leap as I landed again before leaping again. This time, taking me to a low-hanging branch of the trees around me, I was literally telling reality to go cry in a corner as I started dashing across the branches like a ninja from Naruto. My speed rapidly started increasing as I got further along, my Biotic lightening, the slight pull field on my body towards the direction I was going along with Force being projected with each step, creating a much greater acceleration as I literally skipped over a dozen trees without touching them. Add in the Force-multiplier circuits and I had easily reached a respectable speed after less than a minute... For most F1 cars, that is, all the while, I made no sound as another set of Biotic fields worked to create small vacuum pockets that I slipped through before closing them, leaving me in a bubble where no sound was created as I moved. Literally, I had stepped on multiple branches, some of them even groaning as though they were ready to snap, and they made no sound as I moved, all the while hidden by a final biotic field that was making use of gravitation fields to literally bend light, selectively, around me, giving a very good impression of a Tactical cloak, but with better protection from Light and Plasma-based weapons as well.

I was a literal ghost, and anyone that was watching would never see me coming.

XXX

Looking around, I had to admit that Nite Owl clearly knew what it was doing when they had built their camp. The thing was hidden in a large crater at the base of a large mountain, the entrance of a vast network of caves with a dozen shelter-type structures made from sheets of Durasteel scattered around. Off to the side, I could see five shuttles, Kom'rk-class Fighter/transports from the look of it, each of them fully loaded and having been upgraded to be able to hold even more supplies and people inside of them as they were a fair bit longer than the standard version should have been. A quick scan later and I knew exactly what I wanted to know as I counted no less than three hundred people in the entire compound, not a lot in the grand scheme of things, but the fact that they were Mandalorians... Well, that meant that you better pray you had an army behind you, because, if these guys were trained and equipped well enough, then there was bound to be more than a few Force Users that would be hesitant to even come near them, let alone fight them.

With that in mind, a short, subtle Biotic charge got me inside the network of shelters that had been strung together as I appeared inside one of the barracks. I smiled slightly at that, the beauty of the Biotic charge allowing me to bypass matter during the charge like a miniature Mass Relay jump. Very useful.

Glancing around, I saw that the room I was in had eight beds divided into four bunk beds with two cupboards next to the door, none of the beds were filled and the cupboards contained a few clothes divided between different shelves along with a few spare pieces of armor and weapons. Another quick scan and I saw that the area was a grouping of six of these rooms with an underground complex built on to the shelter with another entrance that exited into the abandoned mines. A rather well built place that went pretty far down. Though, I did think it was a bit much since the only reason it hadn't been spotted from orbit was the sensor masks that were placed around the crater. Then again, the Imps had managed to find this place still, though, that was more by blind luck as a TIE fighter had gotten lucky and they finally noticed the masking over the area as it did a flyby. That was another thing that I needed to bring up as I brought up my HUD, instantly moving the scans of the base around as I looked for the Command centre of the base before smirking as I found it.

It was located five levels down, right at the centre of the base and hidden under a reinforced roof of Duranium alloy at least half a metre thick backed by another metre of Durasteel plating. There was no direct route to the Command centre, the only routes being through no less than eighteen pre-prepared kill zones with no cover for the assaulters and the defenders having automated, E-web armed turrets in place with extendable cover already prepared for that floor alone. Multiple self-destruct charges were also in place to make advancing through each level as painful as possible, collapsing them as they were taken, not to mention the fact that each level also held it's own supply of such killzones. Add on to this the fact that the floors were heavily reinforced to prevent someone from just cutting through the floor, no lifts going through all the floors and the stairs being located on opposite ends of each floor in an alternating pattern.

Yeah... Anyone attacking this place was going to be bleed dry before they even captured the first underground floor.

Me, on the other hand? I could cheat, which was exactly what I did as I stealthily Charged through the floors of multiple levels before arriving on the correct level, further Charging again to taking me right into the middle of the Command centre. As I came into the room, I smirked as I saw half a dozen Nite Owl Mandalorians moving around the room, all of them armed and armored while I saw a few leaning over a table in the middle of the room as others were looking over number sensor consoles and computer terminals. Looking at the only one not wearing their helmet, I couldn't help the eyebrow that rose as I saw Bo-Katan Kryze leaning over the table, an old map spread out over it along with countless other maps, each of them looking like geographic maps of the surrounding area along with plans for the tunnels and the Imperial mining operation. I frowned, looks like I might have arrived on the eve of a commando raid.

"Dorin. Did the scouts report back yet?" Bo-Katan commanded suddenly, glancing up from the map and looking at a clock behind me as I took to leaning against an empty console opposite her.

"Yes, Commander. They radioed a minute ago, said that they have been looking for the last half an five minutes and haven't found any sign of an impact from whatever it was that came down from orbit. The scout leader said he was going to expand their search pattern." The Mandalorian to my left, about third in the line, spoke without turning around from his console. I felt my eyebrow go up further. So they weren't idiots like the Imps were? I nodded at that. Good, it would help they stay alive longer. With that thought, I decided that I should just be blunt and dropped the Biotic-based cloak.

"You might want to call them back..." I stated simply as I appeared in their midst, I noted the widening eyes of everyone in the room as, for a single glorious second, no one dared breathe. "They're not going to find anything."

And then the moment passed. The Mandalorians reacted instantly as I stood still, leaning against the console with my arms crossed as every Mandalorian in the room suddenly jumped to their feet, grabbing rifles, dual pistols and more than a few even leaning forwards, ready to launch their missiles from their jetpacks. I smirked inside my helmet at that, as I made a show of slowly looking around the room before looking back at Bo-Katan, who had also drawn both her pistols and was glaring at me.

"... Who are you? How did you get in here? Now!" She barked as someone punched a button by the door, an alarm blaring suddenly as flashing lights went off in the top corner of the room.

"In reverse order. I got here by using a ship, which I parked in orbit, before carrying out a direct, planetary re-entry deployment from my ship, landing about 64 kilometres in that direction-" I made a vague gesture to my right in the direction I had come from. "- before sneaking down here. Your scouts won't find anything because I left nothing to find. As for who I am? Well, shouldn't you know the answer to that one? After all, you've been putting the word out since my first appearance on Coruscant that you wanted to talk, so here I am."

Bo-Katan narrowed her eyes for a moment before sighing, her eyes gaining a glint of understanding as she stood up, her muscles still tense, but less so than a moment ago, her grip more relaxed.

"Riddick." She stated as I nodded, the others in the room relaxed slightly as she glanced to someone before they turned to another control panel, a few button presses later and the alarm was silenced. "Hmph, new armor?" I nodded again, biting back the instinct to immediately go for sarcasm.

"Made this on the way here from Ord Mantell, figured that I may as well get an upgrade while I had the time to build something. So, what is it that you wanted to talk about? You spread the word rather far, all things considered, even the Imperial Intelligence idiots picked up on it." I stated simply as Bo-Katan nodded, the others going back to their duties, I walked over and stood opposite her at the massive table covered in all manner of documents.

"I know, but the point was to try and get the message out, and relying on Black Market and Underground channels to get a message to you wasn't exactly bound to work since no one knew anything about you. Helmet." She stated, I nodded at that last bit, a quick mental command and my helmet came off, seems appearing in it as the pieces retracted and slid into my collar a moment later. Bo-Katan's only reaction was a slight rise in her left eyebrow, whether that was at my appearance or the helmet was anyone's guess.

"Fair point, but you might want to be careful about that kind of thing." I stated with a frown as she looked up at me.

"How so?"

"Before I came here, I was doing some maintenance on my ship while some friends were off on Coruscant hacking into the Imperial Intelligence network at the source. While they were there, they found a document that listed your current location. The Imps knew that you were here, for over five months now, and were planning to launch an attack at some point. That is, until I showed up, I made my first appearance about two days before the attack was meant to take place, the Imps called the attack off as the units that were meant to attack you were reassigned to track me." I stated simply, getting a frown from her as the others kept working, though I could feel the tension in the air, could practically hear the sudden elevation in heart rates around the room.

"Thanks for that, we'll start moving base ASAP. They still know that this base is here?" She asked as I nodded.

"Yeah, but I did a bit of creative filing and resorted the information. It'll take them at least another month to dig the information up, and even then, there is no telling how long it'll be before they finally decide to pay you a visit, especially since Palpy is screaming for my head on a pike." I smirked at that last bit as a few people snorted at that. Bo-Katan smirked as well, probably because it gave her forces time to get the hell out of dodge.

"Thanks for that, Riddick. Though, in truth, we were about to relocate after the next operation, something we were about to launch in an hour's time." She stated as she gestured to a piece of paper lying on the table and I glanced down. It was a picture of the Imperial Mining base on the other side of the planet, a detailed map of the complex and more than a few datapads holding various pieces of information in them, small things like Stormtrooper numbers and patrol routes. The Garrison size had also been noted along with the presence of six AT-STs and four AT-DPs that seemed to be constantly stationed around the corners of the complex. The complex itself was completely encircled by a six metre high, three metre thick wall of reinforced Permacrete with layers of Durasteel rebar enhancing the protection offered by it, along the top of the wall was a walkway for Stormtroopers with motion sensors linked to automated E-webs and a group of eight Turbolaser turrets that had two per side of the compound. In the middle of the complex was the mine, a converyor going down into it that was constantly pulling out ore that was passed into the central building, from there, it looked to be placed into containers and moved to a group of six landing zones, each one big enough to easily fit a Lambda-class Shuttle. Off to the side of the landing platform was a series of barracks, an Office building and a storage warehouse for any backlog of the Beskar they were mining.

"Commando raid?" I guessed as I looked over the information breifly. "Going in at night, taking out their sensor net and climbing the wall, take out the petrol on duty before heading for the storage warehouses and taking any of the Mandalorian Iron that they've mined so far, right?"

My guess got a nod from Bo-Katan as she pointed out a few things.

"Yeah. The Imps recently hit a large vein of Beskar and it's been hitting a backlog for the last few days. Not enough Shuttle have been coming down and the Droids in the mines have been filling the store house up for three days straight before the Officer in charge of the base finally shut them off to prevent overspilling. They haven't sent out the request yet, mostly due to some... technical difficulties, but the Shuttles to pick up the next batch is coming down in roughly 48 hours, once that happens, they are going to be filling out more Shuttles within the week." Bo-Katan explained as she pointed at another document, a design of the internal structure, specifically, the datacore of the Office complex. "Not only that, but when the Shuttles come, it's SOP for them to send a backup memory drive back to their main base on Mandalore, usually with all their progress reports and a full map of the mining complex they've made."

"So what? You're aiming to take all the Iron, take or destroy the data and seal the mines, at least on their side before turning around and blowing their entire complex to hell and back?" I questioned as she nodded.

"Yes, we've already managed to sneak in once and get a full inventory of how much Beskar they've got tucked away, we know where the tunnels connect and we know where to set charges to seal the mine shafts on their side to make it harder for them to find more Beskar. However, the big problem is the timing, we're going to need to be in and out within a day at the very least, and that means moving over four hundred tons of Beskar down into the mines before moving it elsewhere after we clear out from here." I nodded at that before cupping my chin in thought.

"What about reprogramming the Droids?" I questioned, getting a look from her as I explained. "The mining Droids? No one said that you have to haul all that ore by yourself. Just reprogram the Droids or attach Restraining bolts to them so that they'll obey you until you get a chance to reprogram them properly. What model are they anyway?" I asked, curious because I knew that stuff like that would be useful.

"From what we've seen? Multi-Environment Mining Droids, MEMD-2s." Bo-Katan stated, I smiled at that. Those things were massive beasts, eight metres tall, twenty metres wide and with a dozen features that would make them the kind of droids that one would want in a Mining operation.

"Perfect. Those could easily hold a few dozen tons of cargo, add in the fact that you could easily repurpose them as assault units to help you attack places, especially since I heard those things can cut through about seven hundred metres of solid rock every twelve hours. How many do they have?" I asked as I saw Bo-Katan smirk as she caught on to what I was saying.

"Last recon saw at least 6 of them coming up from the mines." I nodded at that as I whistled slightly, those things were not cheap. A single MEMD-2 cose over twenty thousand Credits alone.

"Do you know where the control station for them is?"

"It's in the main office by the Datacore."

"Well, at least that will make thing easier for us." I stated, getting a raised eyebrow from Bo-Katan at that.

"Us?" She asked as I nodded.

"Yes, us. Especially since I'm coming with you lot. No way in hell am I planning to stay on the sidelines and miss out all the fun." I stated with a smile. Bo-Katan looked at me for a few moments, her face neutral before a smirk crawled on to her face.

"Good." Was all she said as she and I went back to the maps, looking over the details and finishing off the plan of action, then again, Nite Owl already had a plan ready, we were just modifying it to fit me in.

Either way, this was going to be fun.

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"Sensor net is down. I repeat, the sensor net is down. All units can now move in." Bo-Katan heard over the Commslink as she looked at the complex before her. It had taken five hours to get their by Shuttlecraft, but the trip had been worth it as they had landed in a remote valley away from the complex before moving in as the sun set over the horizon. However, as the other members of Nite Owl moved in under the cover of darkness, Bo-Katan was busy watching the black-clad figure moving along the wall through her Macrobinoculars, said figure was scaling the wall with ease before jumping up right behind a group of Stormtroopers ten men strong. She smiled as she watched what happened next, the back two of the group were knocked together as they shook before Riddick grabbed them by the front of the helmets over their outer shoulders before stepping between them, pulling his hands with him as their necks snapped violently behind him. The other eight were alerted by that, but didn't get a chance to react as Riddick was on them, the first died from a clear punch to the throat, next one died from a Vibroknife through the armpit that stabbed straight into the heart as the third got that same knife through the visor and into his brain. The fourth had his neck snapped before being thrown at the fifth, distracting him before he got his neck snapped by a kick to the face, leaving a footprint in the helmet as the sixth was killed by a kick to the waist, snapping the spine and killing him outright. Seventh was killed by another snap to the neck while the last one had his helmet grabbed and used as a handhold while another knife slit his throat.

All of that took place within less than five seconds.

Grinning to herself, she continued to watch as Riddick moved silently, crouching down and dragging the bodies off to the side before throwing them over the wall right before the rest of the Nite Owl groups climbed up. Bo-Katan was already getting up as she saw this, two other teams having climbed up the walls on the other side of the complex as she and her team moved to the third wall, right behind the Office and Barracks of the facility.

"Status." She ordered over the Comms Link as she quickly ran down the hill she was stationed at, already moving passed the motion sensors as she saw they were indeed disabled.

"Patrol group Alpha is dead, groups Beta and Charlie are being taken care of as we speak. I'm moving into plant charges on the Walkers, head for the Office and I'll meet you there. Riddick out." Came the voice of Riddick in return as the others nodded at that, already knowing what to do as they saw Riddick disappear, telling them that he had some kind of personal cloaking device on him, just adding to how dangerous he was as the totalling eighty strong group moved on, twenty already moving to the Store house, another forty moving to the Barracks while the remaining twenty, including her, headed for the Office complex, the Datacore, Mining Droid control station and Power Core being their objectives as they checked everything they had. Nodding to themselves, they easily sneaked into the base as they found a maintenance access hatch before cutting it open with a Laser cutter, getting inside the base before moving downwards, said targets being hidden underground.

Moving quietly, they quickly reached the entrance to the Computer Core, a massive room filled with banks of computers, a few stations were being manned with a few dozen Imperial technicians, some Officers and a pair of Stormtroopers by the door to the rest of the compound. Bo-Katan saw all this through the grate of a vent they were hiding in as the group split up, ten more heading further into the facility to find the Power Core as the others looked at each other, a few few quick gestures were exchanged as orders were given. Everyone of them present down on a series of buttons on their wrists, switch vision mode in their helmets before reaching behind them and the lead person grabbed a pair of smoke grenades from their belt. A moment passed before the grate was silently pulled out and the smoke grenades were thrown into the room as another member of the group had already moved out of the vent, blasting the controls for the main door and sealing it shut from the outside for the time being.

"What the hell!?" Came the voice of one Imperial as the sound of coughing filled the room as thick, black smoke filled it. An instant later and Nite Owl was in the room, blaster shots firing through the smoke with ease as the Stormtroopers were the first to die before the Officers joined the Stormtroopers.

"Get the room secured, now!" Bo-Katan shouted as she moved with ease, her visor allowing her to see through the smoke before she watched her men fanning out and securing it. A moment later, the Slicer of the group was already over at the consoles and working, Slicer chip already in place as he connected to a Datapad and portable hard drive before looking at her.

"Cracking the encryption now, Commander. Shouldn't be longer than ten minutes, alarms have also been permanently disabled." Bo-Katan nodded at that before looking at her men.

"Alright, you and you, stay here and make sure that data is uploaded. The rest of you? Spread out and start looking for anyone that might be able to get away, I want no survivors of this attack. None. We do not want the Empire coming back here again." Bo-Katan ordered as she picked two Mandalorians at random and they went to guard the door as they quickly fixed the problem and opened it, smoke billowing behind them as they stepped out and spread out. Bo-Katan was already moving down the corridors, even as she heard the sounds of distant blaster fire, with a click of her Commslink, she opened a channel.

"All forces, report." She ordered.

"Team one, Barracks has been infiltrated, some of the Stormtroopers managed to wake up before we managed to kill them. They didn't put up a fight and weren't noticed by the Walkers outside, but more of the Tin-buckets are waking up from the sounds of Blasters."

"Team two, Power Core has been secured, planting charges now, ETA until task is complete: three minutes."

"Team three, Store house has been secured. We've got over 453 tons of Beskar here, ready to be moved plus a few dozen Hover sleds as well, that should make things a bit easier to move it all back to base."

"Riddick here. The Mining droids have been reprogrammed, they now obey you lot and I'm reconfiguring the control station to be mobile, shouldn't take more than fifteen minutes." With that last statement, Bo-katan nodded to herself as she considered what to do before speaking.

"All teams, forget stealth, go in heavy. Riddick, trigger the charges on the walkers and ensure those Droids are under our control. Team one, bring out the heavy ordnance and reduce that Barracks to rubble. After the place has been scrapped, meet up with Teams Two and Three and move into the mines and start planting the Seismic charges from the transports." She ordered at that as she started moving, it may not have been much of a fight, but Bo-Katan was still going to make the most of it.

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Riding the back of the MEMD-2 at the head of a convoy of six of the massive droids, I couldn't help the smirk hidden under my helmet as me and the rest of the raiding team headed back for the Nite Owl homebase. The entire operation had gone well, the complex had been reduced to a crater by the detonation of Seismic Charges like the ones used by Jango Fett in Attack of the Clones, the entire mining network had been fucked with the base being blown to hell and back by the power core going critical. All an' all, it was a good operation as I glanced to the side, seeing Bo-Katan sitting next to me as the Droids kept moving, it would take a few weeks to get back to the main base, but the Imperial Shuttles weren't due for another twelve hours anyway. I had already hacked the local Star Destroyers, removing any trace of the location of the Nite Owl base, just to give them a bit of extra time, but I had placed the Sicarius on stand-by, just in case any of the Imp ships got a little trigger happy.

"So... What now?" I asked, curious as I leaned back, my helmet open as I glanced up at the cave ceiling, rather impressed by the fact that the entire cave was already big enough for the Droids to fit through, a bit, in single file. Bo-Katan turned to regard me for a moment before shrugging.

"Probably best to pack up and move base elsewhere, we've got enough supplies to last us a long time and the Imps are going to be watching the Moon like Vultures waiting for a new corpse to drop, so best to stay low." Bo-Katan stated simply as I nodded at that, understanding the logic, but having an idea of my own.

"You know, you could always come with me." I stated with a half-shrug. I noted the attention from Bo-Katan suddenly increase as she focused on what I was saying.

"Meaning?"

"You already know that I fully plan to fuck over the Empire. If you come with me, then that means you don't need to worry about laying low since I've got most supplies already sorted on my ship. Onboard Hydroponics with an automated system to gather the food together, not to mention a full protein vat for MREs if you want them." I stated simply.

"I see... So, you want us to come with you and help you Kriff up the Empire's day, right? What do we get out of it?" Bo-Katan asked, curious as to what kind of benefit she could get from this arrangement. I shrugged.

"My people are pretty good with augments and technology as a whole, probably give you a bit of an advantage in a fight along with upgrading your armor and weapons. And if you're not interested in that kind of thing... Well, how about the Mask of Mandalore for one?" I asked, instantly, every Mandalorian around me stopped dead and even stopped pretending to not be listening at that. Truthfully, I didn't know where it was, but ROB did, and he had given that location to me after some of my more... creative kills in that mining complex. Honestly, I could have guessed where the mask was with it being on Galidraan, being kept in the private collection of the Governor. ROB had been kind enough to give me a full file filled with all the juicy details including a full accounting of all the Mandalorian artifacts that the bastard had kept hidden, apparently that was one of the main reasons he had called on the Jedi when the Mandalorians were present on the planet. Mostly to ensure that he didn't lose 'such a valuable piece of his collection', as the file noted.

"Where?" Bo-Katan ordered through grinding teeth. I didn't say anything as I mentally activated one of my Omni-tools and brought up the file in question before facing the holographic screen at her, she looked surprised by the casual display of holographic technology well beyond the norm, but said nothing as her eyes narrowed and looked at the data. She didn't ask for help as she used the scroll bar to go up and down the full file, reading over the material multiple times over the course of a few hours just to make sure that she was reading it correctly. All the while, the other members of Nite Owl had been standing, or sitting, tensely, waiting for their leader to finish to hear if it was the genuine thing or not. After three hours, Bo-Katan nodded to me before I pulled my arm back, disengaging the locked joints to prevent my arm falling asleep as she looked at me with more interest.

"... How did you get that file?" She asked as I shrugged.

"It was in a back server in the Imperial Intelligence files, pretty old and, more or less, forgotten by them since I looked at the last time it was accessed and saw that it was during the Clone Wars, or a few years before that even took place. Since I was planning to come here anyway, I figured you and the others under your command might want to know, you know, to get back a piece of your heritage as True Mandalorians." I stated simply as Bo-Katan stared at me with a neutral expression, right before a small smile filler her face.

"Alright, we'll come with you. We'll pack up our base once we've gotten back there and help you bring the hurt to the Empire, but not before we see this mask, and get it out of the hands of that Governor, not to mention the other artifacts that he's got stashed away." I nodded at that. I was easy to understand why as well, especially given the size of the bastards collection. The man had five full suits of Neo-Crusader Armor from the Great War, all of them made from a Mandalorian Iron-Durasteel alloy and more than capable of taking a couple of hits, even blocking Lightsaber strikes. Along with this, the bastard had ten Beskad blades made from pure Mandalorian Iron, five pairs of Crushgaunts, two Bes'bevs and even a fully operational Basilisk War Droid, all of that was tucked away in a hidden chamber of his castle-like home on top of a snow covered mountain.

"Fair enough." I stated as I lay back, seeing the other Mandalorians going back to doing whatever they were doing before, though I could see the energy going through them. All of them seemed excited, looking forwards to the prospect of getting a piece of their history back, not that I really blamed them. The Governor of Galidraan was a fucking graverobber, something that was also included in the reports since he had stripped the dead Mandalorians of their armor and kept them as items in his collection. That's easily over a few hundred graves the fucker had defiled so casually, even I had limits to what I would do, but what this fucker had done was crossing the line.

He was going to die, one way or another.

XXX

The two week long trip was interesting after Riddick's little surprise. Bo-Katan had taken the time to think about what he had said, what he was offering if they wanted to work for him, along with the unspoken statement that they could leave whenever they wanted. It was... interesting to say the least.

Riddick had been a source of interest until that point, now he was as source of just as much interest as he was respect. Especially since he was offering them so much of their past back to them, even giving them a chance to get even with the fucker that had sold out the True Mandalorians before the beginning of the Clone Wars. Just looking at her troops as they disembarked from the massive mining Droids, she could see the excited tension in their stances, the energy that was burning, ready for some action and wanting to pay the Governor of Galidraan back for the... respect he had shown to their fellow Mandalorians. Off to the side, she could easily see Riddick working on something, that same Holographic interface on his arm as he was typing something out, probably communicating with his ship. Still, Bo-Katan felt a great deal of respect for him, hell, she doubted that there was a single Mandalorian in the camp that didn't respect him or hold him in high regard, especially after offering them a chance to get back the Mask of Mandalore.

Of course, that was only part of the reason for that respect. No, what they really respected was what they had seen of him in combat, the few surviving helmet cameras of Stormtroopers that their contacts had managed to acquire had shown them just how dangerous Riddick really was. He was well trained, experienced and very, very creative in a fight, his escape from Coruscant being a rather good show of that, something that Bo-Katan made a mental note to ask about while what he had done on both Kuat and Rothana were well known within the Underground communities. Looking to see him with his helmet down as he worked, Bo-Katan couldn't help but wonder what race he was, the scales and eyes telling her that he wasn't human, but that still left the question of what he was. Sending such thoughts to the back of her mind, she walked over to him as he glanced in her direction and nodded before going back to work.

"Alright. So we're back at base... Now how are we going to get on to your ship?" Bo-Katan asked as Riddick smiled.

"Don't worry about that, I've got it covered, just pack up everything you can, either into your base, into one of the Shuttles you've got, or into those Droids that were came in. Don't leave anything behind other than that, I'll deal with getting everything aboard." Riddick stated as Bo-Katan considered that, it seemed rather counter intuitive, but she trusted him to do as he promised, that was something she knew him to be capable of, especially after watching him pull of some of his escapades.

The Nite Owls spent the next ten hours packing everything up, even taking the Sensor Mask down as Riddick said that such was not needed as he had already taken care of the Imperial sensors in orbit. With that, they packed away everything from their supplies, power cells, weapons and materials before everyone was loaded onto either the transports, into the base, or was hitching a ride on the tops of the Mining Droids. Bo-Katan herself was standing by the entrance to the base as the door was left open as Riddick stood next to her, a smile across his face sending a silent message of 'I know something you don't know'.

"Alright, is everything packed up and secured?" He asked, getting a nod from Bo-Katan before he smirked. "Then let's get this show on the road."

With that said, the result was instantaneous to see as the base started rumbling, cracks forming in the ground as the soil and rock could have been seen being pushed away from the base, a valley being formed as the space was expanded all the way down to the very foundations of the base. Already, looking out, Bo-Katan could see the Droids and ships being picked up by what seemed to be some kind of Tractor Beams, but she could not see the source of the Beams as the objects continued to rise into the air. Then, she felt the ground shake and jolt beneath her as she looked down before her eyes widened, the ground suddenly beginning to lower as the base itself was being lifted out of the ground and into the air. She could hear the gasps of shock behind her from other Mandalorians, but her eyes were glued to the rapidly disappearing ground as they moved higher and higher into the air.

However, eventually she was able to drag her eyes away from the rapidly retreating ground as she noted the ships and Droids suddenly disappearing into thin air. Her eyes narrowed at that as they continued moving up, many suddenly realising what it was as they saw another ship disappear into thin air. A cloaking field, generated over a ship that was clearly big enough to hold the base that was being pulled through the air, it was a show of how powerful Riddick really was, if he had a ship big enough to do such a thing, and equipped with Tractor beams strong enough to do such as well. Slowly, as the base moved closer, Bo-Katan watched as the area above her disappeared from view before reappearing as she looked out the still open door, her eyes shooting wide as she took in the scale of the ship Riddick commanded.

It was a massive leviathan of black metal hanging above the ground, completely undetected by either them or the Imperials. It was as impressive as it was terrifying since the beast of a ship was easily twice as long as a Star Destroyer, if not just a bit longer, not to mention wider. Her thoughts immediately shifted to what kind of weapons were hidden whiling the massive ship as she noted the uprooted base starting to move towards another section of the ship, a hangar located on the back of the standing ship as she noted the various limbs hanging from the bottom of it. Looking into the hangar as they appeared next to it, she could easily see just how massive it was, easily being big enough to fit the entire base as it was slowly shifted with eerie silence into the massive chamber before said chamber was sealed shut, blast doors sealing behind them. Bo-Katan had been able to see how thick the armor was as the doors closed and noted that it was thicker than most ships of a similar size would even dream of. Glancing to her side as the doors closed, she noted that Riddick was smiling as he stepped forwards, hopping out of the base as she stepped forwards and watched him fall at least three hundred metres to the floor of the hangar before landing, his legs not even bending as he kept walking.

Off to the side, she could see the others already getting off the ships and Mining Droids as he walked over to the middle of the bay, clapping his hands to get everyone's attention before speaking, a tone of cheer in his voice, probably happy at being able to show off to others. A half smirk already plastered across his face.

"Alright, ladies and gentlemen. As you already know, my name is Riddick, and currently, you are on my ship, as such, I would like to welcome you all to this fine vessel. So, welcome to the Sicarius."

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AN: Please tell me what you thought about this via Reveiws so that I can improve for this next Chapter, sorry if it wasn't that much in terms of action, but you can't have that all the time, you have to have some story elements as well.