Ok people. I hope you like my first chapter. I am going to get to more bounty hunting
and killing in the next ones. I just had to start it off and explain stuff. Here I go
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Jata suited up his armor in the Slave VII. He chose black so he could hide easier. It's not
like he is going to go hide anyways. He liked the Vibro-axe he bought. He wondered if
anyone would take him seriously or if they'd believe Boba had died. The computer
interrupted him. He was approaching Tatooine. He put on his helmet and took the
controls. Then he saw the planet. It was like a pale ball against a black......something.
As he landed he looked around. He hadn't been to Tatooine in years. He walked outside
the ship. You would think he would be burning up in that black suit of his with the two
suns reflecting off the sand around him. He was sort of cool though. He could hear the
loud chatter of many languages. People buying parts, selling spice (which had become
legal), looking for rides. All the things you would expect from this planet. Jata walked
down the street. He couldn't feel it, but a gentle breeze was blowing across the city.
Across the sand dunes he could see a sand crawled in the distance. Jata found the bar he
had been looking for. The Mos Eisley Cantina. He walked in. The people seemed
unwelcoming. Jata sat down at the table. Before he had time to ask the bartender walked
up to him.
"Ahhhh. Boba. What can I do for you today? Need some new targets?" he asked
"I'm not Boba. He has been murdered recently." Jata said
"Oh. Really? Boba finally got done in eh? Well good riddance." he happily said
Jata stood up and grabbed the man pulling him over the counter.
"Now listen here bud. Boba was a good friend of mine. How dare you talk about him
like that?"
"Oh. Uhh I'm sorry." he
"Yea ya here that everyone? Boba got killed, and I'll be taking his place. You got a
problem with that speak up. The name's Jata Fett." Jata said raising his voice
One Rodian stood up.
"Yea I have a problem with that." He said raising a blaster
"Oh well that's just too bad now isn't it." Jata said pulling out his blaster and shooting
him in the face.
The Rodian fell down sizzling like a space slug does when you put spice on it. An
Ithorian walked up to Jata.
"You just killed someone I have had a bounty on for years." he started "Here is the
reward for his death. 500 credits."
"Why thank you." said Jata
It was chump change, but money is money. He walked back over to the bartender.
"So Jack. Any bounties you want me to take care of?" he asked the bartender
"I don't know how you found out my name , but there is a Devorian who should be taught
a lesson. He lives in the desert about 5 clicks away. I will pay you 800 credits for his
body."
"I will kill him, but make it an even 1,000." Jata slyly said
"Deal."
Jata used the 500 to buy a nice little sniper rifle. The Ranat he got it from said it had
belonged to a very old bounty hunter Zam Waselle (I think that's how you spell it). He
didn't know if he believed him though. Jata walked out onto the street. He needed a
transport that was cheap and he could keep. He found it. He bought a swoop bike from
some person for 200 credits. They were poor so it was allot to them. Jata figured he
could take it with him on his journeys. He hopped on. It seemed to work fine. He
hummed out of Mos Eisley on it towards the hut where the Devorian lived. He got there
and he saw the Devorian. He stepped off he bike and walked up to him.
"Hello. No offense but I am here to kill you." Jata said pulling out his Vibro-axe
"What? You are going to kill me?" he laughed
The Devorian took out a small blaster shooting at Jata. The bolts went hit Jata, but his
armor took them in. Devorians rely on strength and fortitude. Jata had a plan. He took
off into the air with his jetpack. The Devorian shot at him some more, but he had bad
aim. Jata got down behind him and activated his ax. The Devorian seemed to be waiting
for that and pulled out a graffi-stick. It had very high durability. Jata tried to cut it in
half, but the ax worked to no effect. He then tripped the beast and flew backwards. With
his free hand he pulled out his blaster firing at the Devorian. All the shots hit him, but
they didn't do much. Jata landed near him. At least he was stunned for a second. Jata
activated his flame-thrower setting it aflame. It wasn't dead yet. Jata ran up with his ax
again. The Devorian saw him and hit him square in the face. Jata flew back into the hut
flying throughout the wall. When he got up the Devorian was way ahead of him. He
brought the Graffi-stick around, and hit Jata in the legs. He fell down and saw the beast
raising the stick up. Jata turned on his jet pack and flew backwards threw a wall. He
then went up on top of the roof. He laid down trying to be silent. He heard the Devorian
run outside. With that he re-activated his jetpack flying up. He shot his grappling cable
around the things neck. He flew down quickly on his swoop bike and hit the gas. He
jetted away dragging the Devorian behind. He heard the beasts neck snapping and
cracking behind him. He didn't focus on that though. His head was hurt real bad. The
armor had stopped the noticeable damage, but he had a splitting headache. He had a
messed up knee too. When he got back to the Cantina the Devorian was surely dead by
now. His neck was broken and mangled. He dragged the corpse inside. Everyone was
startled by him.
"What? You killed him so fast?" Jack asked
"Yea. I got places to go. People to see." Jata said
"Well thanks for killing him. I'm sure he was tough. Here is you 1k credits." he said
handing over the money.
"Ok. Nice doing work for you. I might be back." Jata said walking out the door.
He took the swoop bike to his ship. He put his new sniper rifle away, and went into the
ship. He set the location for that planet he staged Bobas death at. He wanted to talk.
and killing in the next ones. I just had to start it off and explain stuff. Here I go
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Jata suited up his armor in the Slave VII. He chose black so he could hide easier. It's not
like he is going to go hide anyways. He liked the Vibro-axe he bought. He wondered if
anyone would take him seriously or if they'd believe Boba had died. The computer
interrupted him. He was approaching Tatooine. He put on his helmet and took the
controls. Then he saw the planet. It was like a pale ball against a black......something.
As he landed he looked around. He hadn't been to Tatooine in years. He walked outside
the ship. You would think he would be burning up in that black suit of his with the two
suns reflecting off the sand around him. He was sort of cool though. He could hear the
loud chatter of many languages. People buying parts, selling spice (which had become
legal), looking for rides. All the things you would expect from this planet. Jata walked
down the street. He couldn't feel it, but a gentle breeze was blowing across the city.
Across the sand dunes he could see a sand crawled in the distance. Jata found the bar he
had been looking for. The Mos Eisley Cantina. He walked in. The people seemed
unwelcoming. Jata sat down at the table. Before he had time to ask the bartender walked
up to him.
"Ahhhh. Boba. What can I do for you today? Need some new targets?" he asked
"I'm not Boba. He has been murdered recently." Jata said
"Oh. Really? Boba finally got done in eh? Well good riddance." he happily said
Jata stood up and grabbed the man pulling him over the counter.
"Now listen here bud. Boba was a good friend of mine. How dare you talk about him
like that?"
"Oh. Uhh I'm sorry." he
"Yea ya here that everyone? Boba got killed, and I'll be taking his place. You got a
problem with that speak up. The name's Jata Fett." Jata said raising his voice
One Rodian stood up.
"Yea I have a problem with that." He said raising a blaster
"Oh well that's just too bad now isn't it." Jata said pulling out his blaster and shooting
him in the face.
The Rodian fell down sizzling like a space slug does when you put spice on it. An
Ithorian walked up to Jata.
"You just killed someone I have had a bounty on for years." he started "Here is the
reward for his death. 500 credits."
"Why thank you." said Jata
It was chump change, but money is money. He walked back over to the bartender.
"So Jack. Any bounties you want me to take care of?" he asked the bartender
"I don't know how you found out my name , but there is a Devorian who should be taught
a lesson. He lives in the desert about 5 clicks away. I will pay you 800 credits for his
body."
"I will kill him, but make it an even 1,000." Jata slyly said
"Deal."
Jata used the 500 to buy a nice little sniper rifle. The Ranat he got it from said it had
belonged to a very old bounty hunter Zam Waselle (I think that's how you spell it). He
didn't know if he believed him though. Jata walked out onto the street. He needed a
transport that was cheap and he could keep. He found it. He bought a swoop bike from
some person for 200 credits. They were poor so it was allot to them. Jata figured he
could take it with him on his journeys. He hopped on. It seemed to work fine. He
hummed out of Mos Eisley on it towards the hut where the Devorian lived. He got there
and he saw the Devorian. He stepped off he bike and walked up to him.
"Hello. No offense but I am here to kill you." Jata said pulling out his Vibro-axe
"What? You are going to kill me?" he laughed
The Devorian took out a small blaster shooting at Jata. The bolts went hit Jata, but his
armor took them in. Devorians rely on strength and fortitude. Jata had a plan. He took
off into the air with his jetpack. The Devorian shot at him some more, but he had bad
aim. Jata got down behind him and activated his ax. The Devorian seemed to be waiting
for that and pulled out a graffi-stick. It had very high durability. Jata tried to cut it in
half, but the ax worked to no effect. He then tripped the beast and flew backwards. With
his free hand he pulled out his blaster firing at the Devorian. All the shots hit him, but
they didn't do much. Jata landed near him. At least he was stunned for a second. Jata
activated his flame-thrower setting it aflame. It wasn't dead yet. Jata ran up with his ax
again. The Devorian saw him and hit him square in the face. Jata flew back into the hut
flying throughout the wall. When he got up the Devorian was way ahead of him. He
brought the Graffi-stick around, and hit Jata in the legs. He fell down and saw the beast
raising the stick up. Jata turned on his jet pack and flew backwards threw a wall. He
then went up on top of the roof. He laid down trying to be silent. He heard the Devorian
run outside. With that he re-activated his jetpack flying up. He shot his grappling cable
around the things neck. He flew down quickly on his swoop bike and hit the gas. He
jetted away dragging the Devorian behind. He heard the beasts neck snapping and
cracking behind him. He didn't focus on that though. His head was hurt real bad. The
armor had stopped the noticeable damage, but he had a splitting headache. He had a
messed up knee too. When he got back to the Cantina the Devorian was surely dead by
now. His neck was broken and mangled. He dragged the corpse inside. Everyone was
startled by him.
"What? You killed him so fast?" Jack asked
"Yea. I got places to go. People to see." Jata said
"Well thanks for killing him. I'm sure he was tough. Here is you 1k credits." he said
handing over the money.
"Ok. Nice doing work for you. I might be back." Jata said walking out the door.
He took the swoop bike to his ship. He put his new sniper rifle away, and went into the
ship. He set the location for that planet he staged Bobas death at. He wanted to talk.