CHAPTER 1
The Sith planet Korriban where the dark side of the Force flows through the air taking in any Jedi that steps onto it's evil surface. Many Light Jedi have been tortured here, their souls ripped apart by the brutal Dark Jedi. The Sith have been extinct sense the death of the reborn Emperor Palpatine in his clone form on the planet Byss, another planet engulfed by the dark side. The Dark Jedi have a large amount of gold which some is given to any who can bring them a live Jedi. Only four Jedi have been brought to the planet by Bounty Hunters. Both Dread and Gikren, two of the very well known Bounty Hunters in the galaxy, have each brought one, but the most famous, the clone of Boba Fett who was a clone of Jango Fett, both successful Bounty Hunters, has brought in two. Dorn Fett, the new Lord of the Bounty Hunters, a name he was given by Gorgron the Hutt for bringing in ten dead Jedi once. Now he only works with the Dark Jedi bringing them live ones in his cage to make them non-force usable.
Slave III, the ship of Dorn Fett, has landed at the Korriban Spaceport, a small spaceport that only gets business from very brave people. Slave III is almost identical to Boba Fett's Slave I. The ramp comes down and the infamous Bounty Hunter steps out lightly pulling on a hovering cage. The Dark Knight, Zev, and his Dark Padawan, Grenn, walk out to Fett.
"We meet again Dorn Fett," Zev said. Zev was the only Dark Knight on Dark Master Zarreck's council of his top seven advisors. Zev handled Bounty Hunter business.
"I've got a Knight here," Fett answered.
"I've noticed," Zev motioned to his Padawan, "Give him one." His Padawan walked out to Fett and gave him one million credits. "Take the unlucky Jedi to Master Zarreck's temple." Grenn grabbed the handle on the cage and pulled it away. "When are you finally going to get a Master alive? I would have expected more than Padawans and Knights from the Lord of the Bounty Hunters."
"I go after the first one I see."
"When will you make a deal with the Jedi for my life?"
"Never."
"Why not?"
"Because they wouldn't make a deal with a Bounty Hunter."
"And because you couldn't kill me or take me alive."
"We'll see about that."
"I look forward to the challenge," Zev said and then looked over his shoulder to see Grenn coming back with the empty cage, "Farewell and may the Darkness be with you."
Fett took his cage and went back to his ship.
A few minutes later, Slave III was off Korriban and on it's way to Nal Hutta.
* * *
"Hey Fett, how's the Jedi hunting goin'?" Dreg Hurrior, a smuggler, asked Dorn Fett as he walked into the palace of Gorgron the Hutt. The nasty thing was currently on his throne, but that's where he always was. At his throne eating Frve Frogs, a Hutt delicacy from the planet Foor.
"I got another live one," Fett answered Dreg.
"You're the best Fett!"
Dorn Fett kept walking until he got in front of the disgusting Hutt. "Got any powerful Jedi in mind?"
The Hutt spoke something in Huttese and his protocol droid translated, "The Great Gorgron the Hutt says that he would like nothing more than to see the Jedi Grandmaster dead."
"Doesn't everybody?"
The Hutt laughed and spoke again, quickly translated by the droid, "The Great Gorgron the Hutt says that if you could kill one of the Jedi Council members, he would pay one-point-five million credits." All noise in the throne room stopped, that was a lot of money, but a very risky job.
"I could get two live Padawans for that much to the Dark Jedi," Fett answered with a grin, "And these are Jedi Masters. I've killed some before, but it's not easy. One-point-five isn't enough. Plus if I got him alive, sense he's a master and on the council, I'd get three million from the Dark Jedi."
The Hutt laughed and spoke again, "The Great Gorgron the Hutt says he doesn't think you'll be able to get a council member alive."
"You wanna bet on that you big slimy piece if goo?"
"The Great Gorgron the Hutt says that he will offer you two-point-five."
Dorn Fett was glad he had a helmet on because others couldn't see the big grin on his face. For a master on the council he would have gotten that same amount alive from the Dark Jedi. Scared Hutts will do almost anything. "Deal." Dorn Fett started back out.
"Nice pay, but don't blame any of us if you end up in a prison cell," Dreg said with a laugh.
"I'll be back with two of them," Dorn Fett told the smuggler.
"You'll be in two pieces." Fett heard Dreg say as he walked out. He'd finally have a real challenge. The Jedi aren't the hardest part, it would be getting on and then off Chandrilla that would be the hard part.
The Sith planet Korriban where the dark side of the Force flows through the air taking in any Jedi that steps onto it's evil surface. Many Light Jedi have been tortured here, their souls ripped apart by the brutal Dark Jedi. The Sith have been extinct sense the death of the reborn Emperor Palpatine in his clone form on the planet Byss, another planet engulfed by the dark side. The Dark Jedi have a large amount of gold which some is given to any who can bring them a live Jedi. Only four Jedi have been brought to the planet by Bounty Hunters. Both Dread and Gikren, two of the very well known Bounty Hunters in the galaxy, have each brought one, but the most famous, the clone of Boba Fett who was a clone of Jango Fett, both successful Bounty Hunters, has brought in two. Dorn Fett, the new Lord of the Bounty Hunters, a name he was given by Gorgron the Hutt for bringing in ten dead Jedi once. Now he only works with the Dark Jedi bringing them live ones in his cage to make them non-force usable.
Slave III, the ship of Dorn Fett, has landed at the Korriban Spaceport, a small spaceport that only gets business from very brave people. Slave III is almost identical to Boba Fett's Slave I. The ramp comes down and the infamous Bounty Hunter steps out lightly pulling on a hovering cage. The Dark Knight, Zev, and his Dark Padawan, Grenn, walk out to Fett.
"We meet again Dorn Fett," Zev said. Zev was the only Dark Knight on Dark Master Zarreck's council of his top seven advisors. Zev handled Bounty Hunter business.
"I've got a Knight here," Fett answered.
"I've noticed," Zev motioned to his Padawan, "Give him one." His Padawan walked out to Fett and gave him one million credits. "Take the unlucky Jedi to Master Zarreck's temple." Grenn grabbed the handle on the cage and pulled it away. "When are you finally going to get a Master alive? I would have expected more than Padawans and Knights from the Lord of the Bounty Hunters."
"I go after the first one I see."
"When will you make a deal with the Jedi for my life?"
"Never."
"Why not?"
"Because they wouldn't make a deal with a Bounty Hunter."
"And because you couldn't kill me or take me alive."
"We'll see about that."
"I look forward to the challenge," Zev said and then looked over his shoulder to see Grenn coming back with the empty cage, "Farewell and may the Darkness be with you."
Fett took his cage and went back to his ship.
A few minutes later, Slave III was off Korriban and on it's way to Nal Hutta.
* * *
"Hey Fett, how's the Jedi hunting goin'?" Dreg Hurrior, a smuggler, asked Dorn Fett as he walked into the palace of Gorgron the Hutt. The nasty thing was currently on his throne, but that's where he always was. At his throne eating Frve Frogs, a Hutt delicacy from the planet Foor.
"I got another live one," Fett answered Dreg.
"You're the best Fett!"
Dorn Fett kept walking until he got in front of the disgusting Hutt. "Got any powerful Jedi in mind?"
The Hutt spoke something in Huttese and his protocol droid translated, "The Great Gorgron the Hutt says that he would like nothing more than to see the Jedi Grandmaster dead."
"Doesn't everybody?"
The Hutt laughed and spoke again, quickly translated by the droid, "The Great Gorgron the Hutt says that if you could kill one of the Jedi Council members, he would pay one-point-five million credits." All noise in the throne room stopped, that was a lot of money, but a very risky job.
"I could get two live Padawans for that much to the Dark Jedi," Fett answered with a grin, "And these are Jedi Masters. I've killed some before, but it's not easy. One-point-five isn't enough. Plus if I got him alive, sense he's a master and on the council, I'd get three million from the Dark Jedi."
The Hutt laughed and spoke again, "The Great Gorgron the Hutt says he doesn't think you'll be able to get a council member alive."
"You wanna bet on that you big slimy piece if goo?"
"The Great Gorgron the Hutt says that he will offer you two-point-five."
Dorn Fett was glad he had a helmet on because others couldn't see the big grin on his face. For a master on the council he would have gotten that same amount alive from the Dark Jedi. Scared Hutts will do almost anything. "Deal." Dorn Fett started back out.
"Nice pay, but don't blame any of us if you end up in a prison cell," Dreg said with a laugh.
"I'll be back with two of them," Dorn Fett told the smuggler.
"You'll be in two pieces." Fett heard Dreg say as he walked out. He'd finally have a real challenge. The Jedi aren't the hardest part, it would be getting on and then off Chandrilla that would be the hard part.