his vision narrowing and mind replaying events
DAAAAAAADDD!
The bounty hunter fired once, twice, and a third time, and they were all blocked by the glowing purple saber.
Then from behind him the enraged Reek ran tossing the Bounty Hunter to the side damaging his jetpack without him noticing it.
He sprang back up and fired killing the Reek, but the jedi got to close, and when he activated his jetpack
it never fired, and with
one smooth sweep the bounty hunter extrodinair was dead.
He couldn't believe his father was dead. Dad was the one who did the killing, never did he lose a fight.Dad was the one who was strong and
unbeatable, never did he show the slightest weakness.
he was the one who woke him extra early in the morning for blaster training and taught him never to waste a shot - not to waste anything.
he was the one who taught him to survive in whatever situation he found himself in. The only friend he had
ever had. And would ever have.
Never again would the boy have a friend such as this.
He struggled to master his emotions, and in doing that simple yet very complex task recalled to mind countless
training sessions.
Would everything remind him of his loss?
Finally as the sun began to rise against the backdrop of another hot day, he rose, changed. calloused.
A boy no longer.
A bounty hunter had been born.