Chapter 2- The Arrival

Miak Davon stepped off the ramp of his ship. He wore a modified E- 11 with stock and a DL-44 on his belt. " Let's see," he whispered to himself, " Mek was last seen at the Half Glass Cantina, so he probably is trying to contact a guard for hire. Seeing as this is the only spaceport open, that would lead them her-" Miak's word was cut off by the crimson splatter of blaster bolts exploding near his feet. Miak leapt over a large cargo canister as he whipped out his '44 and started firing. He saw six opponents, (two trandoshans, one ishi-tib, and three humans) and there was probably another one hiding in case he somehow escaped. Yeah, good chance of that happening, Miak thought sarcastically to himself. He saw a human and a trandoshan go down under his accurate fire. He ducked under the canister just as the counter-fire darkened the top of his Mandalorian helmet. There was no way he could take out the remaining four/five guys. Then Miak had an idea- RUN! And that he did. Miak ran as fast as his muscular legs would carry him as he hurtled another canister and blasted through a window as he somersaulted through the window and onto the open Coruscant sky. He didn't fall far though, as soon as he fell about two hundred meters, he shot his whipcord onto the cargo hook at the bottom of a mid-size family speeder. He could feel that the vehicle carried a mid- sized family. Then they'll be pretty surprised when they see me hooked onto the back of their speeder. He grinned as he realized he would have to explain himself. He then retracted his whipcord and climbed onto the roof of the vehicle as it pulled into a garage. The two kids in that were in the speeder screamed as they saw a heavily armed man with a mandalorian helmet fall off the top of their speeder. The father drew a vibroblade and switched it on. " Whoa there, buddy," Miak called from the floor as he held up his hands in surrender. He then noticed the '44 in his hand and dropped it to the ground. " What are you doing in my home," the dad yelled as he did a practice jab with his vibroblade. " I'm just a bounty hunter trying to catch a crimi-" " Oh my stars," the mom yelled, " You've been shot!" Only then did Miak realize that he had a large, bloody blister on his left shoulder. " Oh yeah, that trandoshan must've got me when I was running," Miak replied nonchalantly as he stood up. Then the mom grabbed his arm and led him inside as she put him on her nursing pallet, removed his shirt, and dabbed his wound with disinfectant. " Ow, ow, ow, ow," Miak winced because of the sharp sting of the disinfectant. The mother then injected Miak with a sleeping drug and continued working.

When Miak awoke the next morning, he saw the two kids looking over at him from across the pallet. " Who are you," the girl asked? " I'm Boln, and my sister is Loen," the boy, Boln, said to Miak. " Well, I'm a bounty hunter named Miak and I came to Coruscant in search of somebody," Miak replied in a tired voice with a little grin. " Like Boba Fett," Loen asked excitedly. " Stupid! Everybody knows that Boba Fett is dead," Boln snapped at his sister. " Not uh, I saw when mommy and daddy were watching the Holone-" Loen began as Miak interrupted, " Yes, kind of like Boba Fett." " Who are you looking for," Loen asked. " A man by the name of Mek Shalpoc, ever heard of him?" " Yeah," Boln yelled, " He's the guy who used to work for the local security. Mommy and daddy say he's crooked. On the Holonet, they said he was staying at Luxury Apartments." " Score," Miak yelled as he rolled out of bed and reached for his equipment, only to find them not there. " I hid your weapons," the father said from behind the door, " I don't want you taking any innocent lives." " Uh-huh, well, can I have them back?" " Kids, why don't you leave the room," the father asked, " Miak and I need to talk man to man." The kids hurried out of sight as Miak clothed himself and sat on the pallet next to the father, who told him his name was Korl. " So, about my guns." " Yes, I don't approve of bounty hunters at all. Neither does Shoala, my wife. But this Mek fellow is bad news, so I'm going to give you your equipment, and my old jetpack." " Thanks Korl, er I mean, Mr. Korl." " Your welcome here any time."

Tune in next time.

So, I'll try to write some more tomorrow. Review to tell me how you like it. It's longer than last time, so that's good. Let me know if you want a sequel or prequel or something totally new. Like the Adventures of Yaeb Ginn. Or Shallacaroo the Wookie. Or All of them and more in one big crew. Let me know.