Chapter 1- Rook

"Wise One, are you sure you know what you are thinking?"
"Yes, Young One, I am. We must destroy It before it is to late."
"How are you planning to do this?"
"Hire a bounty hunter able too do it."
"No bounty hunter alive can destroy It."
"I have one in mind."
"Who is it?"
"It will be the one with the call sign of Rook from the planet of Zyon-6."
Young One typed a few things in the panel he was holding.
"Why such a low ranking bounty hunter?",asked Young One puzzled.
"He has traits similar to that of Samus Aran," Explained Wise One.
"Why not just call in Samus Aran"
"After the incident at the Biological Space Labs, she asked not to be contacted. We honor that request."
"How do we get Rook to do It? According to the information I have here, he does not have a ship."
"We can call in a favor from the Shipbuilders."
"What favor?"
"Always with questions Young One. What such a curious and brilliant mind. I know their High One's, to put it in our terms, nasty habit and I can contact him directly."
"He has a taste for the Euphoria drug. All we have to do is to get Rook to get the main ingredient,a rare plant, for the drug and bring it to us. We can distill the drug here. We will reward him with a Level 4 class C stealth fighter, dubbed the Midnight Fighter. Their High One will also give us tools for customizing the computer systems, and extra weapons if we give him enough of the drug."
"That will be a deadly mission, Wise One. That plant is only grow on one planet and is heavily guarded. The only reason the plant is still around is because it is used for medicines."
"If he is like Samus Aran in the ways I hope, he will be able to do it."
"I hope you are right."
"Me too Young One"

You wouldn't notice him. Just a nobody in the rain. That is the way Rook liked it. There were a few people behind him. Under umbrellas and hoods from the rain. He was leaning on the railing looking across. He couldn't see the other side since he was three-thousand feet on the air. It was just enough to be hidden by the bottom of the cloud. Yet he could see the other side though, he was wearing his eye monitor, or E.M. for short, and it was enhancing his vision. That wasn't all it could do. It can hack computers and security systems, record short movies, and detect motion and heat around him. All of course if he had that program running. It was sitting in front of his left eye. There was also a micro-phone attached to it so he could call people and record sounds. It was currently residing in his mess he called hair. The main components for processing were in his back pocket in the shape of a wallet. Another part to the set was a little input device he was holding in his left hand. He wasn't using it right now but he could change what the E.M. was scanning for.

Rook was searching for his bounty. He couldn't remember the guy's name so he called The Bounty for now. He had tips on The Bounty, It was said he liked to pay for women services. After he looked around for more information he got the location of the place he liked to take his women. There was a apartment he renting but no one knew for what. Rook had an idea of it's use. That why he was waiting and staring into the cloud and getting soaked. He was only wearing blue jeans and a baggy brown jacket that ran down to his thighs. He like the baggy clothing, it hiding his weapons from public view. The public had a love-hate relationship with bounty hunters. He had a standard seven pistol with a full clips of 24 rounds, two grenade strapped to his belt, and his favorite weapon. He favorite weapon was a sword that measure 109 cm, 91 for the double sided blade and 18 for the hilt. He loved it for the quietness and swiftness. He saw the man go into the apartment with three ladies. Rook stood up and started walking east. Now Rook look somewhat menacing, standing at 1.88 meters with his baggy clothes on. At the first intersections he got to he went north. After about a kilometer there was a intersection. He look up into the cloud and was appearing to watch the lightning dance around. He was really changing what the E.M. was doing. It was hacking into the apartment's security systems. After a few moments he was in.

He went up to the door The Bounty went though earlier and knocked. A silt appeared about 30 cm above Rook's head with two bulging eyes looking down at him.

"Who is it," mumbled the owner of the eyes. He sounded like a type with more brawn than brains, perfect for guard work.

"It is Demigo," Rook said in a very lousy Hispanic accent.

The owner of the eyes didn't seem to noticed the bad accent. He opened the door and Rook slipped in and closed the door behind him. He stood with his back to the guard who was now sitting in a chair by the door. Rook took off his jacket and hung it on a coat rack by the door with four others. He turned around and pulled his gun out. Pulled the trigger twice, sending a bullet in the guard's heart and head. He lifted up his shirt and pull off his sword that was taped to him since holding a sword on your side was kind of weird. Untapped the edge and use the tape to secure his grenades so they wouldn't make unnecessary noise. He found a trail of wet foot prints and followed them. They lead to a door that was slightly ajar. As Rook was about to go in he heard a slight ruffle and a click. By reflexes, Rook fell down and looked up. The door had exploded in shards of splitters and flashes of light. Rook threw a grenade in. There was a loud boom and bright flash of light. After about 30 seconds lying on the floor he got up and surveyed the damage. From about the 60 cm mark and up there was no door. He was lucky he heard the noises. The concussion grenade did it job a little to well. It was design to blind and throw enemies, but if you landed wrong when the blast sent you careening into something, you could die. "Well no weapon is perfect" thought Rook. He saw four plasma rifles in various corners of the room. Rook heard something, it sounded like someone was calling him. It The Bounty speaking his last words. Rook went over to the man.

"Hey you bounty hunter. You screwed up. I am dying. No 250,000 galactic dollars for you"
"No I didn't. The bounty was for you alive or dead."
"Did the cops catch someone"
"Yes they did, a man by Demigo"
"Damn you, Demigo, damn you to hell"

After his last words, The Bounty began to cough blood. He cough for about 3 minutes stopped, and died. Rook brought down his micro-phone and call the cops and his lawyer. The cops came. Rook explain his story. The crime scene investigators just took over the scene. Rook was sitting in a police car when his lawyer arrived. She had a fit. She scream at the cops wondering why Rook was in the back of the car. The cops explain that they put me there to get me out of the way and Rook volunteered to sit in there. After a few hours the crime scene investigators were done. They reported the Rook done everything in the law and that the guard also had a bounty on his head. An extra 10,000 galactic dollars, or g$ for short. Rook paid his lawyer g$10,000 and the kept the rest in his bank. He grab his jacket and gave it to one of the crime scene investigators. They checked it over and gave it back. Rook started the walk home.