Chapter Three
When he thought about it, Jango didn't really care what the deaths of the Senators was doing to the Senate, or what Lord Sidious' plan had to do with it. The Slave I rocketed through hyperspace toward the pearl that was Alderann. Looking at the datapad in his hand, Fett studied the layout of the Royal Palace. His plan of attack would be simple, but effective. Pressing a button on the pad, he bought up figures on the Organa family. It was surprisingly small for a senator's family; the wife, Marie, and his young son, Bail. Jango raised an eyebrow under his helmet. Bail was only five-years-old; it had been a long time since Fett had been forced to kill children. The bounty hunter found the heinous act somewhat dishonorable, but the boy was part of his bounty.
The vessel came out of hyperspace about an hour away from the sphere that held his targets. Jango left the comfort of the cockpit to check his weapons. His signature double blasters were locked and loaded, flamethrower fueled, blades sharpened, jetpack charged. Beneath the ominous mask, the bounty hunter smiled. He was ready for the hunt.
Fett landed the Slave stealthily in the forest surrounding the Royal Palace. Covering ground quickly, but silently, Jango made his way to the security perimeter in 20 minutes. The hunter surveyed the defenses.....they would be simple to disable. By the time the guards would realize, it would be too late. The predator sneered as he smelled the blood of his prey.
15 minutes later, at the base of the Royal Palace's east wall, Jango had a rare moment of uneasiness at the fact none of the security seemed to be aware of his presence. But it quickly passed, Fett lulled himself into believing the guards were simply foolishly unalert. The bounty hunter began to slowly scale the walls toward Senator Organa's bedroom. Upon reaching his target, Jango slowly cut through the glass without having to bother with a window security system. Organa's own pacifist ways would be his undoing. The hunter slipped in and dropped to the floor without a sound. He made his way over to the bed. Pausing at the edge of the bed, Fett aimed one of his pistols at Organa's head. Just one more second and it would be bounty served. The hunter began to pull the trigger....
Cliffe, huh? I'll have the next one up by tomorrow, hopefully.
When he thought about it, Jango didn't really care what the deaths of the Senators was doing to the Senate, or what Lord Sidious' plan had to do with it. The Slave I rocketed through hyperspace toward the pearl that was Alderann. Looking at the datapad in his hand, Fett studied the layout of the Royal Palace. His plan of attack would be simple, but effective. Pressing a button on the pad, he bought up figures on the Organa family. It was surprisingly small for a senator's family; the wife, Marie, and his young son, Bail. Jango raised an eyebrow under his helmet. Bail was only five-years-old; it had been a long time since Fett had been forced to kill children. The bounty hunter found the heinous act somewhat dishonorable, but the boy was part of his bounty.
The vessel came out of hyperspace about an hour away from the sphere that held his targets. Jango left the comfort of the cockpit to check his weapons. His signature double blasters were locked and loaded, flamethrower fueled, blades sharpened, jetpack charged. Beneath the ominous mask, the bounty hunter smiled. He was ready for the hunt.
Fett landed the Slave stealthily in the forest surrounding the Royal Palace. Covering ground quickly, but silently, Jango made his way to the security perimeter in 20 minutes. The hunter surveyed the defenses.....they would be simple to disable. By the time the guards would realize, it would be too late. The predator sneered as he smelled the blood of his prey.
15 minutes later, at the base of the Royal Palace's east wall, Jango had a rare moment of uneasiness at the fact none of the security seemed to be aware of his presence. But it quickly passed, Fett lulled himself into believing the guards were simply foolishly unalert. The bounty hunter began to slowly scale the walls toward Senator Organa's bedroom. Upon reaching his target, Jango slowly cut through the glass without having to bother with a window security system. Organa's own pacifist ways would be his undoing. The hunter slipped in and dropped to the floor without a sound. He made his way over to the bed. Pausing at the edge of the bed, Fett aimed one of his pistols at Organa's head. Just one more second and it would be bounty served. The hunter began to pull the trigger....
Cliffe, huh? I'll have the next one up by tomorrow, hopefully.