Each thrust, each swing of my blade, it entices me to keep on slaughtering these troops. It feels amazing finally letting loose, letting my blade do the talking instead of having to talk myself. "Why- why" all the officer could say as I stomped on his throat.
I laughed as I threw my lightsaber at the incoming troops. Me and my apprentice have much to do.
Walking towards the council room was very rough, knowing that if I didn't know every inch of this place I would surely be in prison or dead. But at last the Jedi are too overconfident to realize that one would betray the ranks like so many did before.
That's why the Jedi order is flawed, they never learn, never they are too trusting, and I'll use that to my advantage.
Before I could reach the inner corridors near the academy area close to the council room, I was interrupted by three Jedi.
"Stop this now Trey! This isn't the way! What happened to you friend?" said one. I gritted my teeth. "Why the Jedi is the sole reason why, you all need to be exterminated!" I said acting mad of course making believe a story they can use for their advantage.
The one, who I know. Drew Mormost, I remember teaching his class of younglings. Very smart. Looked down in sadness hoping to stop me from making this go far. "Then I have no choice friend, this brings me no joy to do this, you brought this upon yourself." he huffed out.
The other two charged like rabid hounds, I got into my stance, ready to parry and slash. As they slashed and thrusted I parried them with easy. They had no training against actually sith just eachother training, this was no practice.
I parried and slice ones head and then jabbed my saber into the others chest. "No technique, just sloppiness and pure execution. I have learned the dark side, I am stronger than all of you, Drew give up and I may spare you.
He stood his ground, "If you say you are sith, there is no sparing. Only death." I grinned as he was right, I'll make this one quick.
He ignited his yellow blade, and I kept my blue blade lowered to see what he'll do. It seemed like days past but it was only seconds, he never moved an inch. What was his game? Wait for reinforcements? Does he know that he can't take me on by myself after witnessing his own order die?
"They say Master Tray is a genius, a master when it comes to schemes, tactics. Yet you come to Coruscant, by yourself in the heart of the Jedi enclave, what's your game Tray?" he said with a burst of confidence.
I stood my ground, my saber burning a hole in the ground below me, taking in those words, but I ignored them, I'm done waiting.
Step by step I started walking towards him my saber crackling leaving a burnt trail behind me on the ground. Yet not masking the sounds of other footsteps behind me, reinforcements have arrived with Jedi behind them,
I was surrounded, trapped. One of the troops nodded and another and look towards me. "Tray Corvn, you come here not with the Jedi Order, but against it, and with that, you're charged with mass murder, drop your lightsaber and come quietly or we will." said one troop.
Laughing I turned fully to the squadron of troops and Jedi, "You mean you'll kill me right? You've seen what I've done, what I did. The Jedi are weak, tainted ideals that are in the past. I cannot, no, I refuse to let you kill me, turn me in."
They all aimed their guns at me, "Last chance Tray, drop your weapon, now!" he said slowly. "No" I said simply. The trooper looked down for a second and looked to his sides and nodded.
Blasts from multiple shots in the same direction, these simpletons really think that'll work. Raising my arms I stopped each one and push them back to them. The Jedi in front of some soldiers deflected them missing me, but most being hit, some dead in an instant, some injuried on the ground.
It seemed Drew didn't like that as I heard footsteps coming behind me. I clashing my saber with his own saber, no hate in his eyes, regret.
"Keep firing men now!" said one blasts came I jumped back behind a pillar, Drew running towards me. Once again clashing together feeling, hearing the blades crackling against each other, so close we were, kicking upwards hitting his other leg making him crash down, him gritting his teeth, his eyes clenching like looking up at the sun, ready for death.
Before finishing the final blow two lightsabers purple and green illuminating stopping me from slicing Drew, as I looked it was Bezor Seafire, a Lasat. Lasat were known for their amazing strength and agility, Bezor was known for both, using them easily with his lightsabers, fighting him would be a challenge.
Bezor had a frown, a terrible frown as he usually is great in spirit and is the most loved council member. As our sabers vibrated together he spoke "You were the evil Grandmaster Mars sensed, you were the disturbance." he said like he was piecing together a hard puzzle.
"Maybe I could be, maybe I am. I couldn't tell you." I said. "Enough of this Tray, this was stupid of you to come here by yourself, you may be strong but you can't defeat all of us at once." he said
He was right it is dumb of me to do this by myself, but this whole show was to just prove a point to my padawan.
As I lowered my guard, Bezor took it without even thinking of why I did, knocking me out.
After the end of the galactic empire became the rebuilding era, which made the Hutt cartel more powerful than ever. After all the ships and battles the Hutts would send workers to retrieve parts, making fortunes, building an empire with it.
It is unknown to most people who leads the Hutts but the people apart of the small circle do know. But tracking them down is almost impossible and risky as they would most likely find out and send bounty hunters or worse after you.
Luckily the Hutts don't see them making more profit than losing if they started a war against the now new Republic. Letting there be a semi peace with them.
But that doesn't mean there hasn't been fights, if there are they both make peace with a treaty, but later down the road some people each in their own will break it and they will create a new one.
Even with the Empire gone, it doesn't mean all in good, planets controlled by the Republic are usually wealthy and prosperous. Yet the ones independant or Hutt controlled are drowning in slavery and debt, the Republic may say the galaxy is in peace but everday it seems as if the bandage healing what was left of the empire is slowly coming undone.
Yet lots of the Republic try to help but the Hutts do not allow any Republic support to their controlled planets due to the fact if their people know the republic are helping they may start a revolution.
Some in the Republic want wage war against the Hutts, but most are against. Even after 300 years the galaxy is almost in bad shape as it was.
But those certain Republic politicians who want to wage war often like to hire freelancers to do some dirty work…
Sometimes taking these jobs that whoever pays me to do, these certain ones are always dangerous, but hell if they aint worth it. The amount of credits they pay me and my crew to hit a Cartel business here then steal ideas of other marketable ventures from the Hutts there, honestly is worth it. Hell if I know who pays me but that isn't a part of my job to ask questions.
"Captain! We're ready for departure, what's the next job?" said Frool Storr, Frool my closest companion out of my odd group but resourceful crew is a Sullustan, my co-pilot, well mostly the pilot since he is mostly skilled in ships and not what I'd called kicking alien ass. He's basically harmless unless you eat favorite dish deep-fried gorg.
"Slow it frooly, Cap and I just got back from a long journey to our rich business partner, rich partner." said the Devaronian Cortult Dhil, putting a lot of emphasis on rich. Cortult is our newest companion. His skin pinkish brown, rare as Cortult often says, also masking a black beard behind all that snark.
He is a great help with deals, and handy with a blaster. "I need to take a long relaxing bath, captain always welcome to join you know." he grinned. Subconsciously rolling my eyes looking back at Frool.
"Cort is right Frool, but we do have a deal, we'll leave for Tatooine tomorrow. For now, make sure my baby is well nutritioned and ready for lift off tomorrow, I need to check up on things." I commanded, Frool looking at Cortult walking towards his quarters, "Yes Captain, as you wish." he said and turned back to the cockpit.
I let out a sign as I walk over to the main hold, sitting down next to the holo, waiting for something. Nothing as look over to the case of credits that we received from destroying a Hutt warehouse, the only cost of that mission was a deep cut above and under my eye leaving a nasty scar that'll live with me until my days.
We are in Coruscant meeting with a client of ours, I'm a freelancer, looking for deals, coming from a bad past, you know the usual backstory for a smuggler. I grew up in Nal Hutta, so I'm already accustomed to the Hutts, them being the Hutts they only cared for themselves and no one else living the people their to defend for themselves.
I got out of there as fast as possible, getting a ship for myself, first starting off with some jobs on backwater planets, earning a name for myself, now I got myself a crew. No one knows my real name as I left it with everything else on Nal hutta. People call me Stanford or Ms. Stanford, of course my crew calls me Captain Stanford.
A hand hitting the table took me out of my deep thought as I looked up to see Leix Budda, a badass, killing machine Kaleesh who join my party for a lust of adventure and blood. Well that's what he says.
He like most Kaleesh wears those odd looking masks, Leix known for little words likes to fight more than talking, making him a vital part of our crew. Seemingly wanting to start a conversation all he does is wait for me to talk. "Yes, Leix?" I said. He looked and then sat down straight looking at the table, "What's next for us Captain." he said with a dull voice.
I slouched down and put my feet up on the table bring my arms subconsciously over my head. "Staying here for the night ol' Leixy, cmon lets play a game of pazaak, I'll go easy on you." I gleamed.
He looked over at me, "Captain-" I interrupted "Leix, lighten up a bit, I know you Kaleesh are always so bare, stop being so dull and have some fun," gesturing towards the table with the pazaak cards all over. But he didn't move or even look, I groaned "We leave tomorrow and we're going to Tatooine, we gotta destroy some Hutt hangers and such, the usual." I explained.
The Kaleesh got up and walked away without a sound, jeez such a bantha ass.
It was night in the Pennling, only the chirps of whatever species Leix brought with him in his quarters. I was in my quarters, it was pretty dull as I really only sleep in here, just keeping my personals. Many people who have the experience of meeting the illustrious Captain Stanford often say kind things if of course they aren't a bounty I'm claiming or a person I'm dueling or fighting. I like to presume that I am a bold girl, I don't take no for an answer.
I mean how else can you live in a galaxy so terrifyingly boring without some fun? Speaking of fun, there was a knock, going to see who it was, but already knowing who exactly it was I opened it.
There was Cortult leaning on the doorframe with a smirk and in his hands a nice bottle of wine it seems, knowing how I like it. "Looks like a long boring night, Captain. Wanted to make sure you weren't too bored in this cramped quarters, and brought you something." said Cortult. "Why how virtuous of you Cort to bring this to me" taking the bottle, and turning waiting for Cort to join for a long night.
Cortult smiling, "People often mistake my virtuous for my shiftiness" while walking into my quarters, door closing behind.