Chapter 3
New chapter and faster than I thought it would be, but I couldn't stop thinking of the story, so I had to work on it till I got other chapter out. I really don't have a lot to say right here past the normal Q&A so let's move on.
Dalek389, I didn't even think about that lol
RoyalTwinFangs something like that and more. Let's just say he has his fingers in a lot of pies but never the ruler but the man behind the man behind the man or women.
Artelsstreimt neither am I and why I made up a planet to work from. While I can do a lot of research it will only take you so far. With that said anyone who knows anything let me know so I can add it to the story if I can. He will be meeting a lot of people down the line good and bad while still being semi-neutral most of the time. But he can be random at times depending on his mood. Most likely will come off as a dick from time to time.
XXxxxadisxxxXX, I think I fixed it let me know.
Graymar1 yes, they will not for a long while, but they will show up at some point in time or the other. I am thinking not till the Clone Wars, but I don't know yet.
yesboss21 good to see you and love the review as always. He does have the World Code what that means I am unsure of. What his power is what isn't in the cards and all that. Like my story Rise of the Immortals, he can give out Geass of all types, but I am going to keep it more random. So, ideas are welcomed. I don't think I was clear, but the barrier was made by the Celestials long after he sealed himself away. Mostly in fear of what Lelouch was as they had no idea what they were dealing with. Just something that predated them. Will be changing a lot of myths and stuff to fit the story so all you superfans you going to be pissed at me at some point. Good question what did happen after he left. Who knows ideas anyone?
As always leave a review to help the story or just to tell me I suck. Either way it helps the story lol.
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-987 BBY Ondruth-
Taking cover behind a pillar outside one of his cantinas Lelouch thinking over a few things as blaster bolts flew through the air. Honestly, he didn't need to hide behind this pillar as killing him was impossible and putting him down for any real length of time difficult to say the least. So really it made little sense from an outside perspective to hide. That is only if you have never been shot and lived to talk about it. Immortal or not it was painful getting shot and while the World Code allowed him some control over the amount of pain, he felt it still hurt. Like getting punched by a reasonably sized man at the least or getting hit by a Wookiee at worst. In other words, it wasn't a very nice feeling to feel at any given time.
Other than that, there was also the fact that Lelouch didn't want anyone to know he could heal from any wound. Hell, you could toss him into a sun or blackhole and he would live. Well reform somewhere else anyway. Someday he wouldn't care so much if people knew about it, but that time was not right now. As it would be a hassle to deal with those who would come after him hoping to gain his immortality. So, to help keep his secret he had made himself some armor that was just a bit superior to the typical junk armor you found on the streets. It amazed him how advanced this time period was in some ways. Yet at the same time so far behind his own in others.
Leaning out of cover, Lelouch takes a few potshots at those who were attacking him and his men this time around. Missing horribly like always he felt just a bit of shame that he had not improved with guns at all over his long life. While a great strategist he was never a particularly good shot without the help of a targeting computer. At best he was average at the shooting range and acceptable in a fight as he was at least shooting in the right direction. Past that it was a case of hard work not being able to make up for talent. There were just somethings people sucked at so naturally that no amount of hard work would ever make up for it.
"Boss they got us pinned down." Lelouch hears one of his men says.
Looking over to the human man that had said that Lelouch asked in a bored tone making it clear he thought otherwise, "Do they now?"
Said man just looks at Lelouch questionably till he hears the sounds of jump packs going off. Looking up the man watches in stunned wonder as several Mandalorians take to the air behind their attackers and starts raining fire down on them. Lelouch didn't blame the man for looking surprised. He was a thug and nothing more than that. He had no concept of tactics or strategy. Sure, he and the other beings that worked for Lelouch could maybe set up a decent ambush, but they were not soldiers. Unlike Xel Wyng and her people who were extraordinary soldiers. But that was a given, them being Mandalorians and all that. A people that Lelouch had read a lot about and found to be quite interesting.
When the fighting dies down Xel Wyng lands next to where Lelouch is and says, "Area is clear Lelouch."
"Thank you Xel. I will have your payment delivered at your warehouse like as always." Lelouch says as he steps out of cover looking as bored as he always did to her.
Taking off her helmet and revealing her handsome face, as to call her a beauty would be an insult to a hardened battle veteran like her. Lelouch takes a moment to take in her Xel's looks. Long black hair, with chestnut brown eyes and a scar running down her cheek she was in his mind the image of what a Warrior Goddess would look like. Not really his type as she was to butch for his liking, but he could no deny she had a type of appeal about her.
Smiling down at Lelouch who she was a good head taller than she says, "I thank you for your patronage as always Lelouch. Still, I have to say this is starting to get a bit annoying no matter how good you are paying me."
"Hmmm," Is all Lelouch says in return as she wasn't wrong. This was starting to get a bit repetitive at this point, but then it was expected at the same time.
It had taken just a little over two years for Refrain to take over the drug market on Ondruth. A little quicker than I had first thought it would but then Moorzaggom had played his cards right. Proving that while he was a fool as far as Lelouch was concerned he knew what he was during. Using his connections and a whole lot of dummy distributors he had effectively spread it around without anyone being the wiser at where it was coming from. Hiding not only his own involvement in it but also Lelouch's own.
That, however, did nothing to stop the inevitable gang war that broke out as a result of the drug. It was new, it was good, and highly addictive. In the first year with a limited supply, Moorzaggom and him made millions in credits. By the second year and with a slightly higher supply it was tens of millions, and they were looking at expanding to off world this year. That, however, brought its own set of problems on top of the ones currently happening around us.
While they could hide their own involvement in the drug the same couldn't be said about the number of credits it was making. Gangs and club owners who had access to the drug were making more than they could have ever hoped to make doing anything else. Leading those that didn't have access to selling it very angry. From there shit hit the fan as everyone from the Hutts, drug lords, and gangs on the planet fought for control of the places that were distributing the drug. As they were having no luck finding who was making it, it was the only choice available to them. One such place being his main club Shangri-La that sold it to his high rollers.
Well, it was more like Lelouch let it be sold in his club by a 3rd party and he just took a cut of all sells. Not that it mattered to the small fry gangs that wanted that business and was doing all they could to muscle in on him. Leading them to their deaths and annoying him on an almost daily basis now. At first it was kind of an interesting change from the day to day happening but now it was the day to day. Leading him to be less then amused anymore.
"Well, no matter, just make sure the armor is delivered to the same place as always." Xel says to him before heading back to her bounty office.
Ah yes, the armor Lelouch thought to himself with a smile. Kōzuki Armor was Lelouch's first legitimate business that he had started about 3 months after he had delivered the first batch of Refrain to Moorzaggom. Using the proceeds from that he had bought a small manufacturing plant from a nobleman who was looking to get off world like so many where now a days. As business was horrible and noblemen was in a high amount of debt it was only logical, he would sell. This allowed Lelouch to buy it for a relatively cheap price but more than enough to appease the noblemen and make sure all the paperwork was filled out correctly.
After the purchase of the manufacturing plant Lelouch had a long debate with himself on what to make. As like he said, this time period was both incredibly advanced and unbelievably primitive at the same time. For instance, the lightspeed drives of this time put the ones of his own to shame. The distance they could cover in a few days was equivalent to the amount the ones he knew about could do in a month. With that said, however their ship design, armament and computer systems left much to be desired. Now Lelouch hadn't had a chance to look over a military ship as of yet, but from what he could find out his Empire's ships were beyond superior in terms of firepower, armor, and shielding.
Then there were their AI systems which again Lelouch's Empire had beat them easily on. As well as part of the medical fields, but even so Lelouch didn't wish to bring tech from his time here too quickly as it would draw too much attention to himself. Being a small fish in a big, big ocean it wouldn't do to stand out too much. And with the last war now over military tech was not in high demand as the Republic was already foolishly starting to cut back on its military spending. You should never believe your enemies were ever truly gone, as once you let down your guard that is when they strike at you. But that was their problem not his.
With that said, that didn't mean arms and armor were no longer in demand. On the contrary this planet alone had a high demand for both. As it was both on the Outer Rim and a cesspool of violence and corruption.
So, small arms and armor was the logical way to go. Hiring locals to run his plant as he wasn't going to use droids to do the work as while they were fascinating, they didn't fit into his overall plans he had preceded to buy the rights to a local blaster design. A design that was to put mildly a piece of junk that no one in their right mind would buy unless they had no other choice. Which funny enough most people didn't on this planet. Yet Lelouch believed he could improve on it given enough time. After all, he had access to the best minds of his time who were all looking forward to looking over this time period's tech. Plus that wasn't going to be Kōzuki Arms and Armor's main selling point anyways.
No, what Lelouch ended up selling and proved to be highly popular as shown by Xel taking it as payment for her services was the armor he was making. Again, this is where Lelouch had the technological edge over everyone else. This world's blast armor was in a word a joke. Outside of the specialty and highly luxurious beskar armor of the Mandalorians or durasteel armor, most were made on the cheap. Not being able to take even a single blaster bolt from a distance unless unbelievably lucky. That is where his armor came in to play as in the latter half of the Britannia Empire ballistic rounds from small arms had become so powerful that Kevlar became obsolete. This led to a new phase in armor development that led to the advent of the poorly imagined name Titanium A, B and C armor plating.
A chemically improved version of titanium, Titanium A, B and C was both light wright and extremely durable, able to take multiple blaster shots without buckling. While not as strong as Beskar which Lelouch knew a lot about as his Empire not only knew about it but called it something else. It was stronger than durasteel by a good margarine. Well Titanium A was anyways with B being just as strong and C a little less. Regardless all three made a fine armor that wouldn't see its replacement in his Empire until the advent of Titanium A12 some 500 years later.
Sadly, due to the industrial capabilities of this planet being virtually nonexistent at this point he wasn't making as much as he could have. As he had to import the titanium needed from neighboring sectors. Cutting into his overall profit margins by a significant amount. Luckily enough the chemicals were easy to come by, so he didn't suffer a total loss. Which he would have even with how popular it was becoming with the thugs, mercenaries and bounty hunters of this planet. He would fix that eventually but not yet as he had more important things to do right now. Like setting up the delivery of a set of armor to an extremely dangerous Mandalorian who wasn't the most patient of people.
-POV Xel Wyng-
Later on, in a warehouse by the space docks that I owned I watched as my men brought in several box loads of Kōzuki Armor with a smile on my face. While they started to open them to verify that we received what was promised to us by Lelouch Lamperouge I thought of the man himself. While I somewhat trusted the man as he was perhaps the only person on his shithole of a planet that I could trust outside my own men he was a cunning beast. As he had showed with his ambush tactics, not that you needed tactics when facing brainless thugs. It was still impressive how he used himself as bait repeatedly to lure his enemies into the positions he wanted them in. Not many people would have the balls to do something like that.
He was also cunning in how he hired me. I wasn't a mercenary beforehand and barely a bounty hunter but as the old saying goes we all have our price and mind was this armor. As Kōzuki Armor was worth its weight in credits easily. While not as good as her own beskar armor it was kriffing good armor and cheaper to boot. While many people think that all Mandalorian armor was made from beskar that was completely wrong. Beskar was reserved for only the elites or those clans who could afford to equip their people with it. In other words, not many since after the Mandalorian Wars much had been lost in their ability to produce it. Leaving most Mandalorians using Durasteel or an even worser low-grade armor.
Walking up to one of the boxes I grab one of the chest pieces and hold it up before tapping it several times with my fist. This, however, was only a few steps down from beskar as it was both strong and durable. Made out of an alloy called Titanium A, B, or C these things could take a hit and keep on going for at least a while. She would know as she had tested the heavy infantry Titanium A armor with a heavy blaster herself. Even at close range it took more than a few shots to penetrate it and even then, it was then it would have caused little more than a flesh wound. It was exactly what she needed if she wished to make her clan strong again.
While many Mandalorians looked to the passed in hopes of making Mandalore strong again she was not so foolish. The past was dead and to move forward the Mandalorian people needed to look towards the future. What that future was she was unsure, but it wasn't war and conquest. They didn't have the infrastructure for that or the manpower. So, her goals were smaller and easily more achievable. Make her own clan strong again and worry about the rest later.
Simple yes but something she desperately wanted as before the Mandalorian Wars her clan was among the greatest of them all. Now however Clan Wyng was little more than a faded memory. Consisting of only her husband, son and a about 15 warriors. Five of whom were here with her on this planet right now. A steep drop from the thousands Clan Wyng used to command. That was why she was out here so far from home and halfway across the Galaxy scraping out a living as a bounty hunter in the first place. Chasing a dream that until recently was just as much a dream as old glory of the Mandalorian Wars. Now however Lelouch had opened up a door that may lead to Clan Wyng revival.
Like most, she didn't think too much of Lelouch when she first met him. He was a pretty boy who belonged more in the Republic Senate hearings then as a cantina owner/gambler/crime lord. Yet here he was on Ondruth being exactly all those things and going for more. As Kōzuki Arms & Armor was a legitimate and completely legal business that had a lot of potential. It was small right now, but I was sure Lelouch would grow it in time. Which was good for me as the more Lelouch's power base grew the more I stood to benefit from it as Lelouch paid top credits for her services.
That was how they met, she was a bounty hunter, still was in many ways, but was looking to set up shop so to speak. That was when Lelouch approached her with an offer to set up her bounty office in his main club in exchange for a small percentage of all bounties taken and most importantly her protection. It was a good deal and she accepted it and never looked back as taking Lelouch's deal soon turned out to be far more profitable than it most likely would have been without his help. As half my bounties came directly from Lelouch and that Hutt, friend of his. I wasn't stupid I knew my men and I had become their hitmen in all but name, but we got paid and paid well for what we did. And everyone we killed had it coming anyway.
That is not to say I didn't mind it as it did kind of piss me off, but the benefits outweighed my annoyance with it. I also had to give Lelouch credit again as no many would be brave enough to use Mandalorian like he was. While I wouldn't say he was a warrior by any means having seen him with a blaster. He was a top tier strategist who thought out the long game in great detail. In fact, I had a strange suspicion that giving me this armor was all a part of some greater plan that she couldn't quite see. Such thinking spoke to me in away and if I wasn't already married and he wasn't such a pretty body, I fuck him. Sadly, for him, he wasn't her type by a long shot, and I had no desire to either cheat on my husband or force myself to fuck him.
"Alright you guy gets this stuff loaded up. I want it off world and on its way to Mandalore within the hour." I command my men.
"You got it ma'am. Got to say I can't wait till the guy's back home get a load of what we are sending them." One of her men says.
Only for another one of them to say, "Now if only Lelouch could make a halfway decent blaster his company would really be something."
Which makes everyone, even her laugh a bit.
-Months later-
Once again Lelouch found himself sitting down across from Moorzaggom. As he had done a number of times in the past, only this time it was just a bit different as they were not in his club right now. But instead in Moorzaggom's new state of the art compound that he had built in complete secrecy with his cut of the profits made from their Refrain dealing. And Lelouch had to say he was quite impressed with said compound. His friend may have had limited uses as far as Lelouch was concerned but never let it be said he did things by half. When Moorzaggom did something it was always all in or nothing, as proved by how godly and luxurious this place was. From the finest rugs to the horribly expensive artwork, to the finest drinks and dancing girls clad in expensive dance wear complete with expensive jewelry the place screamed money.
In other words, it was horribly ugly and done in bad taste. Yet it wasn't the looks that Lelouch was impressed with anyways, no it was how Moorzaggom had built it. To have something like this place built in complete secrecy was by itself impressive. Especially if you consider all the people who were watching his Hutt friend. As while no one knew he was the one overseeing the distribution of Refrain, they knew he was profiting off of it more than he perhaps should have been.
"Hahahaha, so Lelouch what do you think? Not bad right?" Moorzaggom asks in good humor.
While he had enjoyed himself very much in his friend's clubs over the years nothing quite beat having his own place. While, yes, he had a compound of his own given to him by his father, he never stayed there for long. Seeing as he was well aware that he was not his father's favorite. It was too big a risk to his life to stay there but now he had his own secure place away from his father's influence or anyone else. And what a place it was, and he would dare say it was even greater then that of his father's.
"It is something my friend but tell me, did you make use of the gift I gave you?" Lelouch asks.
"Hahahah of course I did. Szaengerg say hello to your creator." Moorzaggom says to what seem like no one.
That is till the mechanical voice answers them from above. "Hello creator it is a pleasure to finally make you acquaintance. My master has told me much about you."
At hearing the voice Lelouch smiles as he was unsure if the introduction of the dumb AI, he had given his friend would work in the computer systems of time period. After all it processing power was several times greater than that of even the most advanced droid or supercomputer. Able to make decisions and learn at an astonishing rate that left everyone else in the dust. However, it wasn't a smart AI just yet as while it could perhaps get their over time it lacked the data crystal chip of the first-generation Smart AI's that came into being around 150 years after his supposed death. So even if it did evolve into a smart AI, it would still be inferior to the first Gen's that he would make later on once he got the process down correctly. Something that was proving a lot harder than he had thought it would but wasn't surprised at seeing as the tech just wasn't there for him to create even the most rudimentary date crystal.
"It is a pleasure to meet you as well Szaengerg. I see Moorzaggom has decided to give you a Hutt name. You should feel honored." I tell the dumb AI in good humor.
"One moment…Yes, I am very honored creator." The dumb AI answers after taking a bit to process the correct answer.
"Hmmm tell me Szaengerg what is your operation efficiency currently?" Lelouch asked.
"I am currently working at 26.7 percent of my maximum capability creator." Szaengerg answers.
That was less than Lelouch thought it would be able to, but well it was not unexpected with the current system it was instilled in.
"Looks like I will have to find a way to upgrade your software my friend. 26.7 percent is hardly what I had promised you." Lelouch says to his friend.
Waving Lelouch off Moorzaggom says, "There is no need to worry about that my friend. Already I have had the best slicers and droids try and hack my system. Hahah they all failed horribly and twice Szaengerg took over the droids that tried to hack my systems. It is better than I could have hoped for."
"I am happy to hear that my friend but tell me now that everything is in place are you ready to end this little game we have been playing?" Lelouch asks while watching a few of the dancing girls.
Moorzaggom is silent at this question as he was hoping Lelouch wouldn't bring it up. So, in an attempt to take Lelouch's mind off of things he says. "Let's not talk about this now Lelouch. Let's just enjoy ourselves for now. Why don't you pick one of the women and have some fun?"
"No thank you Moorzaggom, I am fine." Lelouch answers him.
"Come on Lelouch, lighten up. I promise you none of them are slaves as I know how much you dislike slavery." Moorzaggom half jokes to Lelouch and is half serious. As while he didn't personally have anything against slavery, he had been around Lelouch long enough to realize he did. Sure, Lelouch had never said anything, but it was easy to spot so long as you were around Lelouch long enough to realize it.
"I thank you for your consideration of my feeling Moorzaggom, but I did not come today just to see your compound or have fun. Tell me why you are hesitating?" Lelouch asks in a cold and uncaring voice. Which let Moorzaggom know his partner wasn't angry at him or anything, just curious.
Again, Moorzaggom did not answer right away. As he thinks over what to say to Lelouch. That is till he settles for the truth as Lelouch would be able to read tall if he is lying anyway. "I am not hesitating, Lelouch. I am just unsure if killing my brother and father is necessary anymore."
"I see, so you have forgotten that they are currently looking to undermine your power now that my club has become one of the biggest distribution centers for Refrain on the planet?" Lelouch asks.
"I have not forgotten anything Lelouch. It's just perhaps we can let them on to what we are doing. After all, Big Boss Uvisk is putting pressure on my father to find out where the Refrain is being made. Something I know for a fact my father doesn't like. He could be a useful ally and if my father joins us my brother will have no choice but to follow. That would also put a stop to anymore attacks on your clubs." Moorzaggom says trying to reason with Lelouch.
Lelouch for his part just gives a cold smile and says, "Oh I don't mind the attacks all that much Moorzaggom. While yes, they can become annoying sometime, they are for the most part a nice break from the everyday bore. Plus, they give me the perfect staging ground to evaluate the quality of my armor. I just want to make sure you understand what will happen if you spare them. Your father will no doubt demand you hand over the knowledge on how Refrain is being made. Then either boot you to the side and take over or outright kill you. But if you are fine with that, I won't stop you from letting them live."
Moorzaggom grumbles at this as he knows Lelouch is right. His father, like every other Hutt on the planet, was looking to get a monopoly on the selling and making of Refrain. Buying up enough to both sell and evaluate in hopes of finding out how it was made. His father being one of them and constantly calling him up to put pressure on Lelouch to find out where those who are selling it in his club are getting it from. But like everyone else he was able to simply say they were having no luck finding whoever it was that was selling it as well. An excuse that wouldn't last very long however as it was only a matter of time before everyone figured it out. Especially when they started to ship it off world.
While he was trying to keep everything low key and hid the massive number of credits, he was making Moorzaggom couldn't do so forever. He had to buy up muscle and bribe people to get Refrain off the planet at some point. Something he didn't have enough influence to hide for very long. When the truth did eventually come out, every Hutt, he couldn't sway to his side, would come gunning for him. It was why he built this compound after all. To feel safer till he was able to grab enough power to not have to worry so much but to do that he needed to be the head of his Clan. Till he was none of the other Hutt's would take him seriously enough to side with him.
Something that Lelouch knew very well and would take care of himself if it came down to it. Yet if Lelouch had to do it then what use was he to Lelouch who was the real power behind their partnership. He may have gotten the bigger share out of their Refrain dealing but that was only because Lelouch let him have it. As Lelouch wanted nothing to do with the day to day of having to deal with it and thought it was an even trade. Something Moorzaggom wasn't going to argue against, as he both liked running things and the profits that came with it.
Picking up his hookah pipe Moorzaggom takes a drag of it and then says, "I will see that everything is taken care of Lelouch. Everything is set in place anyway. I just wish there was another way."
"As do many other people who have found themselves in your position. But if you want unquestioned power over your clan there is no other way." Lelouch says, then leans back to relax with his friend as they change subjects to something more pleasant. Like their shared like for pod racing.
-POV Hefframdrub-
Things have been spiraling out of control too much lately. The low-end gangs have been making too much noise, bringing too much attention to his sector and while they may have indeed controlled the planet, I knew all too well I was a small slug in a big swamp. Something Big Boss Uvisk liked to remind me and others of all the time, as he pressed them to find out where this new drug Refrain was coming from. As a literal platinum mine, Refrain had too much upside to leave out of their control. Yet as hard as he and the others tried, they were having little luck in finding out who was making it.
Which made them look weak to others and caused questions to be asked about how powerful they really were if they couldn't even control this one thing. Such questions could not be allowed to be asked for long as it challenged their old on power as shown by how many of his own businesses were being hit lately. Nowhere was safe as gangs were fighting for control over where the drug was being sold from. Including the long held neutral club Shangri-La that was in my youngest son's territory.
Just thinking about my youngest son brought a cold indifference feeling towards him. Moorzaggom was a failure, there was no other way for me to put it. Weak and stupid he never had what it took to be a true Hutt. I always knew it deep down inside, but it was proven again when this Lelouch person showed up taking over the clubs in his territory. Who then took those clubs that were little more than a bunch of poodoo dives and turned them into one of the most profitable places in the sector. Including building perhaps the most profitable club in the city, Shangri-La.
And what did his son do while this was happening? Nothing. He didn't take it over, didn't try and make this Lelouch pay a higher tribute or anything. He just went into business with the man, making him more or less an equal partner. Equal, like a human could ever be equal to a Hutt. Just the thought of it infuriated me but what could I do. At this point everyone went to Shangri-La. From the so-called nobility to security guards and even other Hutt bosses. It was just too well connected at this point to make a move on it. At least for someone of my level that was.
It was impressive really, but I didn't like it. What if this Lelouch decided to make a play against them? He may very well succeed if he did, but of course my stupid boy most likely didn't think about that. No, he was too small minded and was the reason I was saying nothing even as my oldest planned to remove him. It left a bad taste in my mouth to think of one of my son's killing the other, but Moorzaggom stupidity had to end now. Before this Lelouch decided he didn't like having to answer to us anymore.
Speaking of said boy where was he? Looking over at my oldest I smiled at least he knew not to keep me waiting. While he still had a lot to learn he was shaping up to be the perfect heir to our clan. Perhaps in another 100 or 200 years I would step down and let him take over. Till then I would make sure he was ready to take my place someday.
"Looejjeurg where is your brother?" I ask him as we wait in my throne room.
Looking up at me my son answers, "I am not sure father. Do you want me to send some men to go get him?"
"No but he will pay for keeping me waiting like this." I say to my oldest as I think that after this meeting, I would no longer protect Moorzaggom from Looejjeurg. Whether or not he had found where the Refrain was being made as he claimed to have done or not. I had enough of his failures.
"I will make sure of its father." Looejjeurg says with an evil look in his eyes as he had been waiting for the day, he could finally get rid of his weak younger brother.
But just as that thought entered his mind a protocol droid walked into the throne room. "Master a call from young master Moorzaggom."
Grumbling to myself I look at the droid and says, "Put him on the holoprojector."
"At once masters." The droid says then walks up to the holoprojector in the middle of the room and turns it on.
When the image of my foolish son comes on, I give him a hard look, "Moorzaggom where are you? You should know better than to keep me waiting."
Giving me a hard look of his own, one I was not used to seeing on my son's face Moorzaggom say, "I apologize father I will not be able to make it today."
"Ha let me guess you have not found the Refrain maker as you have claimed." Looejjeurg mocks but I hold up my hand silencing him.
"Explain yourself Moorzaggom now." I command expecting Moorzaggom to become afraid like he always did in the past but instead his face doesn't change a bit.
"I am sorry father, but I can't do that anymore." Moorzaggom says making my eyes narrow.
"What do you mean you can't do that anymore? Your better answer him you little slug." Looejjeurg says before I can.
Normally at such an insult my youngest would say something back to his brother but his eyes never leave mine as he just says, "Father your time has come to an end. It is time for a change in leadership."
I hear the drawing and powering up of blasters all around me and look at my own guards who are now pointing their blasters at me and my son.
"What is the meaning of this Moorazggom?" I ask in increasing panic.
"You have become an obstacle in my way and bad for business father. Therefore, I cannot allow you to continue living." He says and my eyes open wide.
"You're the one behind the Refrain." I state more then ask.
"You won't get away with this slug." Looejjeurg says.
For the first time Moorazggom looks at his brother and says, "Maybe but it hardly matters brother. You and father won't be around to see if I do or don't."
He says before the holo cuts out and I look at my guards then hear the sound of blasters going off.
-Elsewhere-
On the other side of the holocall Moorazggom doesn't shed a tear for his father and brother. He never loved them anyways, but even so he doesn't feel great about what has just taken place. Still, it had to be done if he wished for business to continue. He needed his father's connections and the rest of his clans backing if he wanted to challenge Big Boss Uvisk before the real bosses started to take notice. When the Hutt Ruling Council came knocking, he would have to be big enough that they would see more profit in collaborating with him then removing him.
Now all that was left was for Lelouch to take care of his end. Which he had no doubt Lelouch had already done. After all, it would set a bad example to let those guards who betrayed his father and brother for money to live. Couldn't risk the same happening to him or his partner.
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Chapter end.
Now in case you all have not noticed I am basically stealing tech from everywhere, mostly halo right now for my own story. If you have any ideas for what else Lelouch can bring to their world let me know. I don't what to make him to OP or anything but as a character he is OP at this point.
And does anyone else find it funny how Star Wars seems to lose tech as time goes on. I mean sure the original movie was made in the 70's but still they never really got better at that as time passed.
