The ginger woman awoke with a yelp, the loud banging knokcing her out of her sleep. She rubbed the sleep out of her sore eyes and stood up, she stretched her tired limbs with a groan. The silver droid across the room staring straight into her soul.

"morning HK-81, what's that banging outside?" luna said with a yawn.

The droid didn't answer her insted choosing to go back to looking outside the window. Now that her eyes have cleared she could see the source of the noise, a man was violently banging on the door.

"err hk what's going on?" she asked nervously .

"statement: I'm not sure but if this meat bag keeps on im going to roll a thermal grenade under the door" the droid responded. The sound of creaking drew her eyes to the corridor, Rothos stepped into the living room. It seemed like he had already been awake for a while, with a sigh he opened his front door.

"ay rothos, you know what time it is? Time to pay us back." the man said, now the door was open she could clearly see what he looked like. His hair was shaved down to the scalp, his face was split by a red visor that made it look like he had one big eye. A blue jacket hung on bis shoulders, attached to his wast was a rusty metal knife.

"i can't pay you right now, come back later." Rothos replied hastily closing the door. The door was halted in it's trajectory by a boot. The thug pushed his way past Rothos into the house with an arrogant strut.

"if you won't pay me I'll have to make a-"his voice was cut of my the metal hand that clamped itself around his throat.

"statement: I'm going to shove my hand down your throat and pull out your intestinal track meatbag." the droid said threateningly.

"HK-81 put him down, now" rothos said sternly. The droid reluctantly compiled and threw the man to the ground, the thug scrambled to his feet embarrassed.

"i won't forget this"he said pointing at rothos, he gave HK a look before running with his tail between his leg's.

"what was that about" luna inquired.

"nothing you need to worry about." he said as he pulled his leather jacket off the kitchen counter.

"in going out to get something to eat" he said as he headed for the door.

"hey don't leave me here." she said as she followed him out the door.

"i thought you wanted to lay low" he said sarcastically

"yeah, doesn't mean I'm going to stay cooped In this creepy spice den." she said mockingly. HK-81 walked out the house behind them

"No no your staying here HK in case any of those thugs come back" said the red head mechanic.

"commentary: yes, leave me to do everything why don't you" HK-81 said sarcastically. The two did not reply and continued on walking down the street towards where ever Rothos was leading them. After a few minutes they made it to a shady looking Market, although all what part of the coruscant underworld doesn't look shady. The duo weaved in and out of the crouds before reaching a stall at the end of the street, a sentiant she didn't recognise stood there, they said said something in a language she didn't understand. Rothos seemed to understand and answered accordingly.

"pistol please, something compact" he said quietly before the alien when back to a pile of boxes behind them. 'was this a weapons vender?' she thought supprised.

The sentiant returned from the back now holding a role of fabric under their arm, they placed the role on the table and unculed it. Before he layed Serval small to medium size blaster pistols. Rothos studied them for a moment before picking up his choice, a rskf-44 heavy blaster pistol. The sentiant made some noise and Rothos passed him five thousand credits. Rothos insected the blaster for a few minutes with a grin before the turning to luna.

"what do ya think? Good huh? I lost my last one on the erend you had be on. Fell in a pile of rubbish and it fell out of my pocket. Now I got this bad boy" he said cheerily, his grin stopped suddenly and he tacked luna onto the ground. The sound of a blaster rung out behind them a few seconds later, rothos aimed his newly acquired blaster and fired in the direction the shot came from. There was a grunt and a thud a few seconds later, the two of them stood up from their prone positions. They stood panting for a few seconds to catch their breath.

"hey, how did you know that was coming?" she said turning to face him. After a breath he looked at her clearly shaken.

"i heard the blaster prime" he said with a shrug. Before she could ask more he stepped over to the assailant, he had manged to hit him just bellow the heart killing him almost instantly. The man wore similar clothing to the thug earlier, it was easy to figure out who sent them.

" Ok NOW you have to tell me who the guys are and why their after you" luna demanded, he looked at her and sighed.

"Fine but let's go get something to eat. I need food to work off these nerves."

Rothos took a big bite out of his his burger, luna had opted not to order anything. She could never eat when she was freaked out, which you'd be if you just got shot at. She coughed bringing his antention to her, he looked at her and put his burger down on his planet.

"right so about a year ago I was pretty low on money and I was looking for a quick cash grab. I ended up stealing and then selling four speeder bikes. Unfortunately for me these bikes belonged to a local gang called the green skins. Once I sold them the green skins came and found me, they demanded I gave them the money I got. But I had spent all the money on food, water and heating. But they still wanted their money. So now I own them quite a bit." he punctuated his long explanation with another bite from his burger.

" soo, how much do you own them exactly?" she asked knowing she didn't want the answer.

" about, hmmm. Three hundred thousand credits."he said nonchalantly. Her mouth hung agape, no words could describe her stupor. She didn't say anything only making noises of shock. Finally her brain cought up to her and she felt herself compleld to ask another question.

" so who exactly are the green skins"

"there this small time gang on this side of the level. They call themselves such because of their leader Haren lock, from the rumours I've heard his father was a twilek and his mother a human. Giving him this green hue to his skin. Shouldn't you know this? You're from around here aren't you?" he said now asking his own questions.

" No actual I'm from two levels down. I've only been here about six months."she responded her brain barely processing what she's heard. He hummed a response before finishing his burger in one big bite.

" so how much money do you have at the moment, you said you couldn't pay to that man earlier."

" I've collected about one million credits" he said in a much more serious tone.

"what! Then why don't you pay them back?!" she asked more confused than angry. Her out burst has drawn the attention of a few other patrons at the dinner.

"That money is for me to get the hell of this planet. I'm not spending it on some two-bit thugs." he said sternly. She could understand that much, but why not give them the money they want and just get them off your back.

"your probably wonder why I don't just give them the 200k and get them of my back" he said.

"yeah I was" she said nervously, 'that was scarily accurate'

"because I don't care who I owe or how much, it's my money. I don't owe them anything." be said coldly before taking a deep sip of his coffee. She decided not to press about it any more considering the look on his face, now she had gotten all that out of the way she decided to get something to eat and called over the owner of the diner to order her food. What she didn't know was that the nosy man had made a holocall to haren lock after during Rothos explention about his money.

Their walk through the streets had been in complet silence the whole time, as silent as you could be in a bustling city like curousant. The trip back home had seemed longer for some reason mabye it was the tense atmosphere that had formed between them once, they got neither of them said anything. HK-81 looked at them clearly confused by there faces.

"commentary: you two look like you had fun" the droid said sarcastically.

Rothos opened his mouth to speak before stopping, he suddenly grabbed a chopping board to the right of him. A metal ball came crashing through the window, it was quickly batted back out the window by the chopping board bashing into it. Shortly after an a blast came from outside shattering the windows. A second ball came through the other window, this time Rothos was too far to reach it and it detonated. This time instead of a conclusive blast and electrical one was sent out, luna as HK-81 were shocked badly. Both dropped to the ground unconscious, the front door wast kicked open and harem lock strolled inside. His blaster was aimed at straight for harens head in an instant but his hand was crushed by the giant metal hand the size of his head that grabbed it. The large cyborg grinned wickedly at him, Rothos was forced to drop the the blaster to the ground In front of him.

"ay look what we got here, if it ain't Rothos was. The man that has caused me so much money." the gangster said.

'why is he acting like he hasn't just broke into my house?' Rothos thought confused.

"so, what ill be? You give me my money, or I take your organs and sell them." he said slyly

"listen haren, I will get you your money I just need more time." Rothos said with a wince as the hand tightened around his arm. Haren scowled before taking a glance around the room, his eyes found the other two laying down on the ground

"hmm, mabey ill sell this fancy droid. And this pretty little lady too, wadaya think?" he said coyly

"don't you dare, haren. I'll get you your money. I promise." he said the anger in is tone undeniably, Rothos like any sane individual hated slavery. Unlike most people his hate was personal.

"you think your promises mean shit? God your brainless aren't you. You think your special? I got debts to ya know, debts far word than 200k credits." he said his tone suddenly becoming hushed. He waved his hand and the rest of his goons entered the house and started ransacking the place.

" hey hey hey stop that!" Rothos screamed. His protests where cut silent by the steel fist smashing into his nose, his mind was consumed by darkness. The last thing he saw being the grinning face of haren lock.

Rothos awoke with a groan, his mouth filled with the tast of copper. He pushed himself up out the pile of his own blood, the house had been completely pulled apart. The drawers had been pulled out of their cabinets, the sofa had been cut open. Rothos cast a glance at luna and HK who as he expected were still laying down. Rothos barely pulled himself to his feet and headed down the corridor, the room at the end had be busted into easily. The old study room was in the same state as the rest of the house, books scattered across the floor. In the center of the room lay a hole, Rothos rushed to the hole in horror at what he might find. He digged around for a few minutes before his worst nightmare was realised. His million creddits were gone, for a moment he didn't do anything no thoughts cross his mind. His one escape had been taken from him, the only hope that kept him through the day had been stolen. His mind cleared and he began digging around the hole again, he searched frantically for his back up plan. With a relieved breath he pulled out the glass box, sitting inside where two ornate golden rings, each with a gem, one blue one green. Rothos looked at them for a moment before putting them back in their hiding place, Rothos stepped back Into the living room, luna had managed to get herself onto a wobbly stand. She wobbled her way over to HK-81, after the press of a few buttons under his neck he was back online.

"luna, HK-81. I'm going after them, I need my money back." he said seriously, he went into his own room and began furiously stuffing stuff into his bag.

"er, Rothos? What are you doing?" luna asked sheepishly.

"I'm breaking in and getting my money back." he said not taking his eyes off his bag. Once he finisher packing he bardged past luna and barreled out the front door. He saddled up on his speeder a d cast a look at the two over his sholder.

"if you too aren't going to help me stay the fuck out of my way" how said aggressively before speeding off to get his creddits back.

It only took a few minutes to get to the green skin base, the building had been a. Old droid factory and thus had pretty good security systems. 'i wonder where that cyborg got his enhancements from' he thought sarcastically. Rothos stopped the bike just outside the back entrance, he began climbing up the metal pipes and ledgens along the building. Eventually he made it too the top of the building and found a roof entrance they seemed to have neglected to lock, the door slid open with a rusted creak. Rothos stepped gingerly down the old stares, they felt as if they would give way and collapse at any moment. After a going down a few empty levels he finally encounter the first signs of life, a group of three men more focused on their death sticks than their surroundings. Most noticeably was the man he has spoken too earlier.

"we shoulda wasted those guys" the familer one said, one of the others took a deep puff of his death stick. This one was even more stupid looking, his hair was shaved into a blue mowhawk. This guy unfortunately was packing a scatter gun on his back. The distance between him and them was too far for him to just rush them, even on tha good day he could maybe get to the first guy before mowhawk got him with the slugg thower. If he took him out first he could use one of the other two as cover from whatever blaster shot may come his way. But that only works if the shit doesn't go straight through both of them. The familiar guy moved giving him a better view of the third person, a short blaster rifle slung carelessly on his shoulder. He wasn't a fighter, his knuckles where fare too soft to have been in any form of fight. And the palm of his hand doesn't look worn from years of blaster use. No doubt he's just come punk kid the gang had pulled of the street with promises of protection and money, he'd go easy on him. An idea hit him and he travelled back up the stairs to the floor above them, after some light guess work he manged to figure out the spot that would be right above them. With as much delicacy as he could muster a small remote actived thermal detonator was placed, Rothos reached Into his bag pulled out the yellow and blue phase one clone helmet. He had no idea how he had manged to find himself one of these things, then again they where a lot of them. He unzipped his jacket and made sure that the protective armour piece was definitely in place, not just the helmet but the chest piece too. Unfortunately he hadn't manged to procure any more of the armour. Once he was sure everything was set he hovered his thumb over the detonation button, he closed his eyes and took a deep breath to steel his nerves. The thermal detonator activated creating a small hole in the floor, the men bellow where coved in thick layer of dust and rubble. Rothos thew himself down the hole directly in between the trio, mowhawk tried to whip out the scatter gun but his arm was caught before it reached the handle. The limb was bent out behind his back before their assailant grabbed the back of his head and slammed his face into the wall. A small tricker of blood trailed down the wall has his body collapsed into an unconscious pile. The second familer man suddenly brandished an unseen knife, Rothos mearly sweeper his legs from out under him and bashed his face in. He rushed to quickly take out the third one, unfortunately he had been too slow and he had neglected to think about advantages fear brought you. The boy brandished his blaster rifle at Rothos, the poor boy was shaking so much he could couldn't hit the Broad side of a hutt. Unfortunately this ment be could miss fire and kill one of the two unconscious men beside him. He ducked under the barrel and tackled the boy into the ground, with a few twists and the boy was locked up in his legs. He desperately struggled for a few minutes before going to sleep, Rothos ripped of his helmet and panted heavily. One couldn't tell but he was in relatively the same state the boy had been, he had no idea just how many people where in the building and what kinda armaments they had. Rothos was shit scared that any moment that big cyborg fucker would show up around the corner and rip his head of his body. But that money is to get him off this level, the men in this building fought mostly for money and power, such fickle things. Enough fear and even the most hardened and payed off gangster would run home crying, but Rothos was fighting for his life, for the idea that he may yet have a brighter future. And there was no amount of fear that could destroy that resolve. Once his breath and straightened itself out Rothos pulled himself to his feet, at the other and end of the corridor were two stairwells on opposite sides. Rothos took a chance and began traveling down the right way, Rothos traveled down another two stories before he heard more chattering. The two voices spoke something down the corridor, their stupid slang making it almost incomprehensible. Once he was sure the two had gone down the elevator he pulled out his thermal imaging goggles and took a look around himself, there where a handful of heat signatures a few stories bellow him. But beside that he seemed to be in the clear, crouched along the corridor making his way to the corridor. When he was but only half way he stopped.

"Where do you think your going slimo" the booming voices behind him said, Rothos spun round blaster in hand just in time to catch a boot the size of his torsos into his chest. Rothos was knocked the rest of the way down the corridor, he groaned through the broken ribs and looked up at the giant cyborg before him. 'how the fuck did I not see him on my sensors' he thought with a wince, his helmet had come off in the travel.

"thermal dampeners, in case you where wondering" the borg said slyly as he tapped the metal section of his open chest, the metal jaw moved with eerie accuracy. Rothos narrowly rolled past the giant boot that would have flattened his head, the two men stood there glaring at each othet hatefuly.

"you should have stayed home kid, now I'm afraid I'm going to have to kill you" the cyborg said with a cruel grin.

"i just want my money back, give me that and no body gets hurt" he said calmly. The giant man scoffed and chuckled.

"you see me body" he said showing of his metal arms, jaw, and the center of his chest.

"over that past three decades I have perfected by body in to the ultimate fighting machine, the top of the line cybernetics on the market." he said proudly

"so what, I'm flesh and bones and I'm still going to beat your arse" Rothos responded Cockily, cracking his nuckles. The giant man rushed Rothos as quickly as you could when half your body was metal, he could probably rip Rothos's head of in one swing but there lied the problem. He was way to slow to ever land a hit in Rothos, evey swing he thew was ducked under effortlessly. Rothos while not packing the same punch as him was by no means weak. Each punched packed enough to take a fully grown man out instantly, even for a giant like him twenty of those punched a second was sure to cause some damage. Each swing or kick the cyborg threw was reciprocated by another twenty,the cyborg stumbled back as blood splaterd from his mouth. The 30mph punches where just to much for him to handle. Rothos didn't let him retaliate and began throwing dozens and dozens of blows across hid body. The giant stood there a moment, his eyes in rolling to the back of his head and his lower face caked with his own blood. Finally his body just fell backwards with a loud thud thud, weather the man was alive or dead wasn't his concern right now. Rothos muscles screamed at him in agony, in the ten minutes fight he had thrown 12000 bone shattering punchs. Rothos steeldhis breath and finally moved to enter the elevator, unfortunately the doors opened before he had gotten to them. Haren lock's clean blaster was aimed straight at his head, from this range he had very little room to dodge the bolt should he fire.

"you think I didn't hear that little thermal detonator, are you thick? You could have simply left us alone, you could have just lived your life. But no you had to come here and fuck with me." the crime lord said bitterly, his thumb flicked the blaster from stun to kill. Rothos prepared himself to try and move out of the way, he knew that even if he dodged he would mostly likely lose an ear. Before the trigger could be pressed a bolt cane from noware and shot through harens arm, the man let out an blood curdling scream and escaped down the ekevo. The guards with him all spun to where the blaster bolt.

"Rothos, get out of there" luna yelled over the top of blaster fire, HK-81 and her shooting shots at the two guards. Luna hadn't hit much but HK-81 had hit one of them in the sholder, they had both taken possion behind a metal desk. Rothos had taken a knee behind a container, he lifted the lid and found a bunch of old smoke bombs. He grinned wickidly and threw one between the two guards, the two were engulfed in smoke giving him time to rush the two of them. He had manged to taken the two out but not unscathed, he had taken a blaster bolt right to the sholder, luna and HK rushed over to him as he fell to the side. There droid began patching up his arm as well as he could with what he had on him.

"why, ugh, did you come" he said threw narrowed breaths.

"we'll we couldn't let you get yourself killed could we." she said nervously, the two grinned at each other before the droid caught their attention.

"statement: the wound was pretty shallow, as long as you don't use this arm too much" the assasin turned medic said. Rothos grimaced and pushed himself up into his legs

"thank god it's not my shooting arm is it, anyways I still have my money to collect." he said.

"i know, where coming with you. I might not be able to do much but HK-81 shhe some help" she said calmly.

"guys I can't bring you into this, go home and I'll come find you when I'm done." he said. Before either could answer they where cut off by the sound of something metal rolling across the floor. From either end of the corridor two destroyer droids rolled around. They came to ahalt and activated their sheild, from what Rothos could see they seemed to be put together pretty properly. One's built in blaster had been replaced with a simple hand blaster that seems to have been wielded on. Haren lock strolled round behind on of them with a grin on his face, a bandag rapped around his wounded arm. Soon at lest a dozen thugs came from both ends of the corridor.

"looks like this is the end of the line for you's three, fire on my signal" he said with a chuckle.

The trio prepared themselves to be blasted.

"5"

Rothos scanned his mind for something thst might get them out of here.

"4"

An idea came to him and he began searching for what he needed.

"3"

Ge grabbed the empty metal container box.

"2"

He placed the thermal detonator on the ground beneath them.

"1"

Rothos placed the container over the detonator and activated it. The floor collapsed beneath them, the metal box kept the explosion from blowing them apart. The three fell onto the level bellow them which fortunately was a large office. Blaster bolts rushed above them. Rothos could hear harens aggravated yells muffled above them. They caught there breath and looked at the environment around them, just in front of them was a makeshift throne made out of bites of metal. Just on top of the arm rest was a familer metal container, Rothos rushed over and grabbed the box of creddits, a quick peek inside confermed that non of his precious creddits had been taken. He sighed in relief before remembering that they where in enemy territory.

"right, got the creddits let's get the fuck outtof here." he said running back to his companions. The other two nodded and ran with him to the stairs. Before they could how ever haren lock stepped down them, The two droidekas beside him.

"No ware to run now, make peace with your god." he said a little more than angry, Rothos tried to think of a way out but nothing came to him. His mind was dragged to something behind him, he turned his gaze and found a shadowy figure standing on a walk way above them. Haren had seemed to also notice them as the colour drained from his face.

"h-hey, wait not yet. I still have time, just wait i promise you." he begged. The figure made no indication that he had heard him, only pulled a round metal object out of his cloak. The thermal detonator was thrown down in front of all of them and detonated, the metal floor under them blew apart. Rothos and HK was thrown back from the blast but luna fell down the hole it created.

"No!" he yelled and he reached his arm out to catch her. Her fingers grabbed onto his hand tightly, her hand slid slowly off till it finally gave way she fell the large distance towards the ground that would certainly mean death. His arm reached out desperately for anything to grab onto, unfortunately he found nothing. In his desperation he did something he never thought possible, it felt as if his body was submerged In a deep body of water. When he moved the energy around him shifted, his clenched and the 'water' did too. Soon luna was caught suspended around the air, whatever energy this was had rapped around her. His eyes looked frantically but he couldn't see anything physical around him, he moved his arm and luna was lifted up every so slowly. It felt like he was trying to lift something way to heavy for him, the 'water' shifted slightly as something came towards him from behind. He moved his head to the side and the blaster bolt flew past him, a burned and scared haren lock wobbly held his blaster at him.

"w-what the hell are you" he said his voice mixed anger and terror, Rothos threw his hand forward and the 'water' shifted with him. This time to slam into Haren's body, the mob boss was sent catapulting across the room and smashed into the wall. Rothos focused him attention back to luna and lifted her up out of the hole and onto the ground, to say she was shocked would be an understatment. Now she was right next to him he could tell that the 'water reacted differently to her than to HK-81, it felt like he was connected to her in a deep way. Like he had known her his hole life, and that's when he noticed the othet stronger precences above them. It felt wrong, like it was sick and withering. Rothos was worried focusing on it would make him ill, the cloaked figure from before looked down at them. From what Rothos could sense the man was heavily intrigued, then it felt like the 'water' he controled was pushed back. As soon as it came the feeling went, but in the back of mind he could feel it still.

"Rothos, what was that?" she asked through panted breaths.

"i-i don't know" he said truthfully. The destroyer droids had been taken out by the thermal detonator, the cloaked figure had left the premises. The three of them left the building down the stairs and out the front entrance, this had been a long day

Chapter end

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