MINE I TELL YA, ALL MINE, MWAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA!!!!!!!
Summary: Hmm… It's actually a bit complicated and it would give the story away. Let's just say that Buffy, Willow and Xander take a little trip…
Rating: PG-13, to R, for violence and graphic nudity, hehe, just kidding!
Spoilers: This story takes place at the beginning of say season 2 so up till then.
Feedback: I DEMAND IT!…. Pwease?
Authors notes: I love these little things. Okay, well I decided to change the entire approach for my Star Wars/Buffy crossover. Those of you who read the first part of A New Hope, just forget about it cause that story is gone the way of the dodo. I think this concept works much better and will hopefully be more enjoyable. Who knows, I might even finish this one!
Nar Shadda, the smugglers moon
It loomed before him like a giant, the ominous tower, rising high into the sky, jagged looking protrusions jutting out every so often, giving it the appearance of a castle, a fortress. The regional headquarters for the Severed hand crime syndicate was indeed a fortress, build solid and sturdy, capable of withstanding planetary bombardment from an imperial bulk cruiser. Guarded by a contingent of loyal Gammorean, Rashiedn, Trandoshan and other assorted species, it was practically impenetrable.
Joven Stith loved a challenge.
His eyes surveyed the tower through his helmet visor, the image enhanced with the helmets sensors. He raised his right forearm and flicked his wrist. A small hissing sound and a dart launched out, propelled by an air cartridge, and shot through the air, attaching itself to a midlevel balcony on one of the protruding towers. The line attached to the miniature grapple went taught and Joven gripped it tightly. He ran at the wall and jumped, the suits micro-servos enhancing what would normally be an average jump into a powerful leap that brought him a good 5 meters up the wall. He reached out with his hands, tapping a small button on his wrist guard that activated a magnetic field on his gauntlets, and boots, securing him more firmly to the wall.
He began to climb at an impressive pace, his actions enhanced by the armor he worse. Quickly reaching the underside of the lip of the balcony, he paused to listen for the guards. His HUD in his helmet informed showed him that there were three beings above him, two Trandoshans and a Human.
He pulled himself to the edge of the lip. Braced and then kicked off with his feet, gripping onto the balcony with his hands and using his momentum to pull himself up and over onto the balcony itself. The guards were taken by complete surprise and moved to engage, but were quickly silenced by a flick of the wrist which fired darts containing neural toxins, delivering the kills almost instantaneously.
His sensors rated sporadic life signs throughout the tower, but there was only one he was looking for. Getting a read on his quarry, Joven took off for the turn lift at full speed. Withdrawing a pair of custom heavy blasters from their sheaths as he moved.
He shot out into the corridor. Immediately spotting another group of guard, and let loose a flurry of bolts. The confused beings didn't even have time to react as they were cut down under the onslaught.
An alarm klaxon blaring to life informed him that his presence had finally been registered, but that was unavoidable, and of little matter. He continued on to the lift and up to the top level, where his quarry waited.
As soon as the lift doors opened and Joven stepped out, a blade came out of nowhere and knocked both guns from his grip. Joven quickly ducked forward and rolled under the next strike, coming to his feet in a and spinning to face his attacker in a defensive posture. A Rashiedn stood before him, vicious looking, tall, lean and with nasty looking blades protruding from its wrists. A cruel smile shown through the jagged teeth, a feral grin, inviting doom.
"Ugly aren't you." Joven remarked in a semi casual tone. The creature snarled and lunged. Bringing its wicked blades slashing in at him. Joven parried to the side and raised his gauntlets, deflecting the attacks with a series of sparks from each strike. He spun around and, backhanded the creature, stunning it, but it quickly recovered. It came at him again in rage, launching both bladed appendages out, hoping to impale him, but Joven was too fast for that. He performed a forward flip, launching him clear over his attacker, and landed behind it. The startled creature spun to attack again. But Joven ducked under the slash, and coming up in a vicious uppercut that sent the creature flying. It landed and sprung to its feet, dripping greenish blood from his shattered mouth. "Yousss wiiill dieeiii!" it hissed at him with difficulty. "Bring it." was his sole reply. The creature let out a sole shattering cry and lunged, moving incredibly fast it surely would have skewered any ordinary being.
But Joven Stith was by no means ordinary.
With a speed that put his attacker to shame, Joven moved to the side and under the blow, shooting his arm out as the creature roared past and gripping it. He yanked hard, snapping the appendage with a liquidly crunch, freeing it and thrusting it up and back at its owner.
The blade sliced through the still startled creature, removing its head from its shoulders in one clean move.
Joven released his grip and stepped back, moving away even as the decapitated body joined its missing part on the floor of the room.
Joven spun and reached out his hands towards his discarded pistols, which amazingly were yanked into his grip.
"Time to collect my pay." he muttered and stalked forward toward the double blast doors that concealed his target. The doors were not surprisingly, locked. Reaching into his utility pack, Joven retrieved a small round object and attached it to the door. He moved back and to the side, and when he was a safe distance away, he keyed the signal in through his wrist panel, detonating the charge.
The door was blown inward and Joven moved swiftly yet cautiously forward into the next room.
A pair of Rashiedn stood by his target, a corpulent Hutt. Seeing the intruder, they moved to intercept. But Joven was in no mood to deal with them and so he merely raised his blasters and disintegrated them.
The Surprised and frightened Hutt looked at him, its large eyes going impossibly wider as Joven stalked towards him.
It began to babble a stream of words in Huttese, but Joven knew this language well and so understood perfectly.
"I- I know what You're looking for." It said, "But I can assure you, I don't have it! You must believe me!"
Joven responded in basic. "My employer doesn't believe you. He sent me here to make sure that you don't cause any more trouble." Saying this, he raised his blaster and pointed it at the giant wormlike creature.
The Hutt began to tremble viciously, "Please. In the name of the gods have mercy!"
Joven stood regarding him for a moment, then he lowered his weapons and turned back the way he came. As he reached the door he paused and said "Mercy is for the weak." and tossed a strange looking sphere back at the Hutt. It landed several feet in front of the creature and the Hutt looked at it curiously.
"What is it?" It queried the bounty hunter fearfully.
"A present from your admirer." he the armored man answered simply before walking away.
"How strange." The Hutt remarked as he gazed at it, "I wonder…"
His eyes widened again as alight on the sphere blinked, once, twice, then a glow began to emit from it, moving in an ever expanding sphere.
The Hutt knew very well what that glow was and wished with all his life that he had his hover sled with him. As it was we was forced to watch as the sphere inched toward him, moving impossibly slow and yet seemingly much to fast.
As the ominous light reached him his skin began to sizzle and the creature let out a wail of intense agony, for the light hit him his skin and insides were being boiled under incredible heat, cooked for the inside out. The process too quite some time and so the agonized Hutt was able to think deeply on the mistake he had made, and how if he ever got the chance he would make it right.
But of course, there were no second chances here. A good twenty minutes later, the light had encased the entire room and the Hutt listened with literally burning ears as a strange sound emanated from the device. It clicked open, revealing a vial of bluish liquid.
Then Garada the Hutt's world was quite mercifully brought to an end.
As Joven moved away from the towering structure an odd light emanated from the top level, followed by an ear shattering explosion, lifting the top level clear off the rest of the tower and sending it plummeting into the near bottomless canyons of the under city.
Joven didn't stop to spare one last glance at the tower as he moved forward, his left hand keying in a sequence on his right wrist pad. Mere moments later, his ship, a wicked looking modified Scaraxean fighter named the Predator, swung into view. Joven started toward it with purpose, his mission here was complete. But there would be other missions. There always had been.
Such was the life of a hunter.
Summary: Hmm… It's actually a bit complicated and it would give the story away. Let's just say that Buffy, Willow and Xander take a little trip…
Rating: PG-13, to R, for violence and graphic nudity, hehe, just kidding!
Spoilers: This story takes place at the beginning of say season 2 so up till then.
Feedback: I DEMAND IT!…. Pwease?
Authors notes: I love these little things. Okay, well I decided to change the entire approach for my Star Wars/Buffy crossover. Those of you who read the first part of A New Hope, just forget about it cause that story is gone the way of the dodo. I think this concept works much better and will hopefully be more enjoyable. Who knows, I might even finish this one!
Nar Shadda, the smugglers moon
It loomed before him like a giant, the ominous tower, rising high into the sky, jagged looking protrusions jutting out every so often, giving it the appearance of a castle, a fortress. The regional headquarters for the Severed hand crime syndicate was indeed a fortress, build solid and sturdy, capable of withstanding planetary bombardment from an imperial bulk cruiser. Guarded by a contingent of loyal Gammorean, Rashiedn, Trandoshan and other assorted species, it was practically impenetrable.
Joven Stith loved a challenge.
His eyes surveyed the tower through his helmet visor, the image enhanced with the helmets sensors. He raised his right forearm and flicked his wrist. A small hissing sound and a dart launched out, propelled by an air cartridge, and shot through the air, attaching itself to a midlevel balcony on one of the protruding towers. The line attached to the miniature grapple went taught and Joven gripped it tightly. He ran at the wall and jumped, the suits micro-servos enhancing what would normally be an average jump into a powerful leap that brought him a good 5 meters up the wall. He reached out with his hands, tapping a small button on his wrist guard that activated a magnetic field on his gauntlets, and boots, securing him more firmly to the wall.
He began to climb at an impressive pace, his actions enhanced by the armor he worse. Quickly reaching the underside of the lip of the balcony, he paused to listen for the guards. His HUD in his helmet informed showed him that there were three beings above him, two Trandoshans and a Human.
He pulled himself to the edge of the lip. Braced and then kicked off with his feet, gripping onto the balcony with his hands and using his momentum to pull himself up and over onto the balcony itself. The guards were taken by complete surprise and moved to engage, but were quickly silenced by a flick of the wrist which fired darts containing neural toxins, delivering the kills almost instantaneously.
His sensors rated sporadic life signs throughout the tower, but there was only one he was looking for. Getting a read on his quarry, Joven took off for the turn lift at full speed. Withdrawing a pair of custom heavy blasters from their sheaths as he moved.
He shot out into the corridor. Immediately spotting another group of guard, and let loose a flurry of bolts. The confused beings didn't even have time to react as they were cut down under the onslaught.
An alarm klaxon blaring to life informed him that his presence had finally been registered, but that was unavoidable, and of little matter. He continued on to the lift and up to the top level, where his quarry waited.
As soon as the lift doors opened and Joven stepped out, a blade came out of nowhere and knocked both guns from his grip. Joven quickly ducked forward and rolled under the next strike, coming to his feet in a and spinning to face his attacker in a defensive posture. A Rashiedn stood before him, vicious looking, tall, lean and with nasty looking blades protruding from its wrists. A cruel smile shown through the jagged teeth, a feral grin, inviting doom.
"Ugly aren't you." Joven remarked in a semi casual tone. The creature snarled and lunged. Bringing its wicked blades slashing in at him. Joven parried to the side and raised his gauntlets, deflecting the attacks with a series of sparks from each strike. He spun around and, backhanded the creature, stunning it, but it quickly recovered. It came at him again in rage, launching both bladed appendages out, hoping to impale him, but Joven was too fast for that. He performed a forward flip, launching him clear over his attacker, and landed behind it. The startled creature spun to attack again. But Joven ducked under the slash, and coming up in a vicious uppercut that sent the creature flying. It landed and sprung to its feet, dripping greenish blood from his shattered mouth. "Yousss wiiill dieeiii!" it hissed at him with difficulty. "Bring it." was his sole reply. The creature let out a sole shattering cry and lunged, moving incredibly fast it surely would have skewered any ordinary being.
But Joven Stith was by no means ordinary.
With a speed that put his attacker to shame, Joven moved to the side and under the blow, shooting his arm out as the creature roared past and gripping it. He yanked hard, snapping the appendage with a liquidly crunch, freeing it and thrusting it up and back at its owner.
The blade sliced through the still startled creature, removing its head from its shoulders in one clean move.
Joven released his grip and stepped back, moving away even as the decapitated body joined its missing part on the floor of the room.
Joven spun and reached out his hands towards his discarded pistols, which amazingly were yanked into his grip.
"Time to collect my pay." he muttered and stalked forward toward the double blast doors that concealed his target. The doors were not surprisingly, locked. Reaching into his utility pack, Joven retrieved a small round object and attached it to the door. He moved back and to the side, and when he was a safe distance away, he keyed the signal in through his wrist panel, detonating the charge.
The door was blown inward and Joven moved swiftly yet cautiously forward into the next room.
A pair of Rashiedn stood by his target, a corpulent Hutt. Seeing the intruder, they moved to intercept. But Joven was in no mood to deal with them and so he merely raised his blasters and disintegrated them.
The Surprised and frightened Hutt looked at him, its large eyes going impossibly wider as Joven stalked towards him.
It began to babble a stream of words in Huttese, but Joven knew this language well and so understood perfectly.
"I- I know what You're looking for." It said, "But I can assure you, I don't have it! You must believe me!"
Joven responded in basic. "My employer doesn't believe you. He sent me here to make sure that you don't cause any more trouble." Saying this, he raised his blaster and pointed it at the giant wormlike creature.
The Hutt began to tremble viciously, "Please. In the name of the gods have mercy!"
Joven stood regarding him for a moment, then he lowered his weapons and turned back the way he came. As he reached the door he paused and said "Mercy is for the weak." and tossed a strange looking sphere back at the Hutt. It landed several feet in front of the creature and the Hutt looked at it curiously.
"What is it?" It queried the bounty hunter fearfully.
"A present from your admirer." he the armored man answered simply before walking away.
"How strange." The Hutt remarked as he gazed at it, "I wonder…"
His eyes widened again as alight on the sphere blinked, once, twice, then a glow began to emit from it, moving in an ever expanding sphere.
The Hutt knew very well what that glow was and wished with all his life that he had his hover sled with him. As it was we was forced to watch as the sphere inched toward him, moving impossibly slow and yet seemingly much to fast.
As the ominous light reached him his skin began to sizzle and the creature let out a wail of intense agony, for the light hit him his skin and insides were being boiled under incredible heat, cooked for the inside out. The process too quite some time and so the agonized Hutt was able to think deeply on the mistake he had made, and how if he ever got the chance he would make it right.
But of course, there were no second chances here. A good twenty minutes later, the light had encased the entire room and the Hutt listened with literally burning ears as a strange sound emanated from the device. It clicked open, revealing a vial of bluish liquid.
Then Garada the Hutt's world was quite mercifully brought to an end.
As Joven moved away from the towering structure an odd light emanated from the top level, followed by an ear shattering explosion, lifting the top level clear off the rest of the tower and sending it plummeting into the near bottomless canyons of the under city.
Joven didn't stop to spare one last glance at the tower as he moved forward, his left hand keying in a sequence on his right wrist pad. Mere moments later, his ship, a wicked looking modified Scaraxean fighter named the Predator, swung into view. Joven started toward it with purpose, his mission here was complete. But there would be other missions. There always had been.
Such was the life of a hunter.
