The Story of forgotten Jedi Owen Sun
Chapter 15: The Hideout
Owens departure from hyperspace seemed long overdue. Maybe he had gone off-course, maybe the Assassin had given him the slip or maybe he had purposely given him the wrong hyperspace coordinates to lose the pesky Jedi? Whatever the reason he started to think the worst, had he lost the crafty Assassin yet again? For what seemed like the millionth time in his unknown trek through hyperspace Owen checked his position on his Starfighters galaxy map trying to confirm his destination. Then suddenly nearly knocking him over his Jedi Starfighter left hyperspace with a violent jolt, relieved that he had finally arrived somewhere he looked about from his cockpit window not seeing much of anything. However, as he maneuvered through a small asteroid field the stars gave way to a nearby planet, venturing in closer Owen kept a watchful eye for any ambushes or traps like before, not knowing where he was the last thing he wanted was to get stuck out here. After a careful approach he had arrived, with its rough, murky black/brown appearance the world itself looked too unstable to support life, he didn't recognize the planet nor did it show up on his galaxy map. "Just how far have I gone?" Owen wondered.
"R4 are you certain these are the right coordinates?" he asked.
The droid beeped back a yes. "Then where in space are we?" wondered Owen annoyed.
Logging in to his ships onboard computer he checked the systems databank for any information on his location, all he could find was his position on the galaxy map; they had indeed gone quite a ways and were on the very tip of the Outer Rim bordering into Wild Space, but he couldn't find anything on the planet in the databanks records.
Owen let out a disappointed sigh. "R4 I need you to do a complete search of the systems databank on this location, cover everything" he explained.
After several tedious minutes of searching the astromech droid had something, with a long series of beeps, toots and whistles the droid explained what he found. R4 explained that the planet had yet to be categorized by the Republic and after sifting through small bits and pieces of information he determined through various smugglers routes and privateer reports the planet was a haven for escaping pirates and mercenaries looking to hide from coreward authority. Surprisingly however there were no ships in orbit or foreseeable structures on the surface, the planet looked like a rocky graveyard. "If the Assassin is here R4 he sure as heck drove everyone off in a hurry, this place should be swarming with criminal activity" pondered Owen.
"Were you able to recover the name of this place R4?" he asked.
The astromech droid beeped back the only name he could find.
"Artus Prime, I've never heard of such a place?" questioned Owen.
R4 was able to determine that the planet was in the early stages of a mining operation before the criminal interference and was abandoned by the infamous Mining Guild corporation. "If the Mining Guild was able to be chased off then this place must be secret indeed, I'm not surprised the Jedi Council wasn't able to find him way out here" commented Owen.
"Can we be certain the Assassin is here R4?" asked Owen.
The droid moaned a negative response; there was too much interference from a nearby meteor storm.
Owen leaned back in his cockpit chair. "(Sigh) I guess we'll have to go in and take a look but boost the sensors strength to maximum I don't want to be caught off-guard again, who knows what's out here?" he cautioned.
Ejecting from his Starfighters hyperdrive ring he took one last look at the shadowy planet before he brought his ship in, Owen had a very bad feeling about this place. But bad feelings aside he had a responsibility to bring this Jedi Assassin to justice. Getting past the planets murky atmosphere he got a good look at what awaited him below, with its mountainous rock and toxic green rivers of sludge it seemed like the planet had seen better days. "Looks rough down there" observed Owen.
Completing several thorough scans he found no trace of life on the surface. "This is ridiculous R4, the rocks too thick down there we could spend months scanning the planet and still find nothing, we've got to get lower" he stated irritated.
His R4-P astromech droid beeped the hazard in his request, flying low in such a rough environment was very dangerous. Owen was a skilled pilot no question but even some of the most renowned smuggler pilots wouldn't dare such a risk, it's a risk he would have to take however, he had to find that Assassin. "Alright, I'm bringing the ship down R4" he informed.
Relying on his astute Jedi sense he slowly glided over and under the rocky canyons of Artus Prime, his droid then made a keen observation, what if the Assassin simply wasn't here? Maybe he had in fact lost him? "He's here R4, I can feel it" Owen sensed.
After yet another pass of the area he had to once again plot a new search route, but then…
"Wait a second, I picking something up on radar, whatever it is…it's big" stated Owen.
Meanwhile far-off in deep space on the fabled world of Byss.
The meddling presence of the dark side lingered in the air as Count Dooku and his Apprentice Darth Drakus walk slowly across the blackened platform.
"Are you certain he cannot be traced back to us?" wondered Dooku.
"Yes Master" replied Drakus through his dark robe.
"It's hard for me to believe that a mere Assassin can kill Jedi" questioned Dooku.
"He will not fail us Master, I promise you" replied Drakus towering over Dooku.
"Good, soon our time will come and we will not have to hide behind Assassins any more" assured Dooku.
"We will continue to weaken the Jedi Order and when the time is right we shall strike with our armies" he confirmed.
"I am eager to exact vengeance on my homeworld" stated Drakus with his low, evil voice.
"Patience my Apprentice, the war will start soon and you will have your revenge, Utapau will tremble before you" assured Dooku.
"Yes Master" craved Darth Drakus through his hood.
"The Jedi won't stand a chance" assured Count Dooku.
Back on Artus Prime.
Owen had found something alright, cleverly built into the rock face itself was a large, ominous structure. "Well I'll be a Wookiees uncle, it was right under our noses the whole time" stated Owen.
The former facility had been abandoned by the Mining Guild, its worn, faded logo of the shifty corporation the hard evidence. By any standard the facility looked like it had seen better days, charred carbon scoring and chunks of hollowed blown out rock littering its surface clearly meant the place had been warred over for a long time by all nature of criminal scum alike. "Surprised the thing is still standing" he commented.
In any case it was Owens best bet to locate the Assassin but it was too narrow to set his ship down. "Alright R4 I'm going to go take a look, keep the ship in range and I'll be in contact" he issued.
With that Owen hopped out of the hatch and landed square in front of the Mining Guild structure as R4 took the ship away. Ignoring the bubbling river of toxic green sludge he made his way up the rocky steps and past the pillars of the portico-like entrance to the facility, just by looking around Owen could get the sense that some great battles had been fought here. He peered up at one of the blown out pillars. "If this building could only talk" recognized Owen.
Gliding his hand past the last pillar Owen had arrived at what would appear to be the entrance, the steel parting doors were shut tight however. He could see no way of opening them without incident, there was no panel, nothing. Owen grabbed his saber from his belt. "Well, so much for the element of surprise" he remarked.
Clipping the safety off he tapped the red activation switch and his bright yellow blade snapped open, he instinctively tried to carve a hole in the door but shockingly his lightsaber had no effect. "What the…" he stated stunned frowning his blond brow.
Owen tried again but got nothing, no effect whatsoever. Something important was obviously inside, his thoughts turned to the Assassin again, whatever he was hiding he certainly didn't want anyone to find out. Regardless Owen wasn't forcefully getting in; the doors were specially made of cortosis, the only material known to withstand lightsaber damage. Looking around he could see no other way of getting inside. "There has to be a way, if he got in through here there must be someway of opening these doors" stated Owen confidently.
Owen did the only thing he could do, he sat and meditated. Using the Force as he had done many times before he searched for some way of solving his problem, it didn't take long for the answer to come to him, he opened his eyes. "That's it" he said.
Concentrating with his mind Owen used his Force sense as he scanned the area around the doors; suddenly he could see a small glowing square coming from inside the rock near the door. He gently pressed the glowing square and the rock slid open revealing a control panel, to Owens dismay the panel required an access code. "Great" he scuffed.
He kept his wits about him however and quickly deciphered the code, using his Force sense he could see the Assassins body heat of his fingers on the keys. After some small trial and error Owen had the code and promptly entered it- 4-0-5-1-3.
The doors gracefully slid open and Owen stepped inside, he made his way down the sleek corridor until reaching yet another door, this time a simple set of parting doors. He went for his lightsaber but Owen just smirked spotting the panel. "Have I learned nothing" he thought chuckling to himself.
Entering the same code the doors slid open revealing a brightly lit room, he cautiously made his way inside. Instinctively squinting upon entering he held his hands up to his face as his eyes needing time to adjust to the apparent whiteout inside, possibly knowingly built by the Assassin for any intruder. "Augh I guess that's another reason why he wears that bucket on his head" commented Owen.
Owens eyes weren't coming around however; every time he'd try and open them he would get a splinting headache. Reaching for his belt he pulled out an item seldom used by Jedi in their travels, a pair of flash goggles. "Ahhhhh now that's better" he said putting them on.
Panning around the room Owen was stunned; this was certainly the Assassins hideout alright. Screens of live cameras scanning the area, a sleek desk and chair and a horde of switches, knobs, buttons, keys and computer screens lined entire walls of the Assassins cozy little room. "He's certainly organized" stated Owen admiring the state of the art system in front of him.
He then caught site of a small lever near one of the white barren walls, pressing down on it the barren wall flipped on itself. Owen couldn't believe his eyes, the entire wall was covered with weaponry of all shapes and sizes, some of them newer designs he recognized, some were older but most he had never seen or heard of before. He immediately recognized the sniper rifle the Assassin had used on Anaxes, upon close inspection it was a DC-15x sniper rifle, used exclusively by Republic military personnel restricted for public use; how the Assassin got hold of it was another mystery. He continued to scan the wall and came across another startling discovery; several lightsabers of unique design were tucked away nicely in the corner. "These must have been taken off the Jedi he's killed" he thought.
Owen collected the lightsabers stowing them away in his Jedi robe, turning around he turned his attention back to the computer screens nestled in the wall. Being extra careful not to fry the processor upon unauthorized activation he began to hack into the Assassins computer, sifting through technical data he soon realized the Assassin was more than just a gun for hire; he had a letter list of operations brewing on a dozen different worlds. Getting past his pyrowall Owen had found the Jedi Assassins hit list, enclosed were numerous Knights and Masters that he had already killed including details on Master Arca's unsuccessful attempt, as follows-
ID: Client 151BA
File: 26V
Assassination attempt failed, wounded target 'Arca' but remains alive. Tracked to the Kashyyyk system by unknown Jedi, upon pursuit threat eliminated.
"Not quite my friend, not quite" responded Owen grinning.
The list went as far as Masters Yoda and Windu and appalling enough he knew exactly where and when to strike on each target. "How could he of gotten this information, no one outside the Order would know this?" he questioned.
Owen hacked into everything he could to discover the client but was refused access every time, he needed the Assassins thumb print for access to further files. He downloaded everything he could to his datapad knowing that the Council must see this; in the far corner Owen then noticed stairs leading upwards, when he triggered that lever it opened more than he thought. He cautiously climbed the steps keeping a close eye for any traps or possible tripwires, at the top Owen came to a large metal door, it noisily cracked open on his approach grinding against the rock and metal. He plugged his fingers in his ears. "For the love of the Force, that door could give away a skimp" alarmed Owen.
Taking a quick look to be sure the noisy door hadn't given him away he made his way inside. It would appear he had discovered the Assassins hanger, the docked Apparition a dead giveaway, but Owen was suddenly thrown on the defensive as he could sense someone close by, he cautiously crept along through the rocky exterior of the hanger. Lurking past several crates, barrels and containers efficiently stacked throughout the hanger for evident departure Owen was unexpectedly startled as he spotted the Assassin; instinctively he ducked behind the closest cargo tank. Luckily for him he wasn't seen, he slowly peered up to get a better look and noticed the Assassin had his back turned to him but even more so that he wasn't wearing his helmet. Owen could barely see from his obstructed view but he definitely noticed something odd about the Assassin, even from behind he looked different from his assumed mental image of the Assassin. Unfortunately before Owen could get a better look he put his helmet back on, its snap-hiss clicking into place, completing the ensemble he then clipped on the distinguished ceremonial garb he had taken quite the notice to. "Blast, who is he?" thought Owen.
The Assassin picked up a rather intimidating rifle that Owen didn't even begin to recognize and began disassembling the weapon. From its appearance the rifle was definitely custom made, as the Assassin finished adding the upgrade Owen knew he had to act now while he had the chance but just before he endeavored to apprehend him the Assassin made his way up his ships boarding ramp. He waited patiently for him to return but never did so he got himself up and wouldn't you know it with Owens amazing timing the Assassins clanking feet from inside the ship began echoing towards him. He immediately turned back-first behind a crate getting out of sight, as the Assassin made his way past he peered around the hanger almost unconsciously certain he wasn't alone. Owens heart skipped a beat as he was starring right in his direction, eventually he sauntered off shaking his head of his suspicion. Attending to a few minor things in the hanger the Assassin disappeared behind closing doors leading further upward. Making his way back out Owen took a brief look around before following after him as there appeared to be more to meet the eye inside the hanger, multiple detached weapons from his ship lingered to the rear, each looking devious enough for its own purpose. "This thing could rip a hole through a Dreadnaught" he commented running his hand over the formidable weapon.
There was a switch nearby on the wall. "Nah, I shouldn't" thought Owen.
Throwing his Jedi reverence and principles aside his youthful curiosity got the best of him, flipping the switch he heard a light humming then several flickering lights in the corner near the doors flashed on. Before him in preserved cases lay the Assassins other body suits and armor, each one more remarkable than the next. Inside them in their specially placed positions were attachable weapons to his suits for all sorts of illicit criminal activity- Flame projector, dartcaster, wrist laser, hacker armband, boot spikes, electromagnetic gauntlets, loadable gas capsules and anti-personnel rockets, the list went on. "Impressive" stated Owen.
He could then hear the distant drip of trickling water echoing nearby; it seemed to be resonating from inside the rock. Owen followed the noise to its source and discovered an abandoned mine shaft closed off with the hanging chain of a caution sign, obviously for the Mining Guild not much of a deterrent. Stepping over the chain Owen took a quick look down the gaping pit; he reached into his belt and pulled out a glowrod and dropped it in. It fell quite the distance and landed beyond his foreseeable view. "Guess it's not bottomless" he joked.
With nothing inside except the abandoned hope of the Mining Guild Owen left the mine to its deserted fate and journeyed up the hangers steps after the Assassin. Arriving at the assumed summit of the Assassins hideout Owen peered around seeing a flattened out version of every other rocky cliff he had passed on his way in. With a radar antenna, mounted lasers cannons and a giant platform for landing it's a wonder he didn't spot the rooftop from the air, the black/brown rock of Artus Prime had done a cunning job of concealing the Assassins location. "So that's why I couldn't pick anything up" thought Owen peering up at the radar antenna which was obviously fixed with a jammer.
He stepped over to the ledge; from up here you could see miles in every direction, the fumes from the toxic green rivers of sludge starting to make Owens head swim. "Augh alright, back to work" he remarked.
Scrambling across the rooftop he could sense the Assassins strong presence once again, stealthily making his way from cover to cover Owen knew he was getting closer. Finally he spotted him; the Assassin was down to one knee apparently fixing one of his hideouts many laser cannons. With Owens activation of his lightsaber the game of hide and seek was over, the Assassin turned his head and the expression on his face inside his helmet was priceless to say the least. "In the name of the Jedi Order you are under arrest" stated Owen.
The Assassin slowly turned around and just stared at Owen with his ghostly looking helmet. "What do I have to do to kill you Jedi?" replied the Assassin through the cold voice of his helmet.
Owen backed him into the laser cannon holding his saber to his throat. "This game is over, you're coming with me" he warned.
"Looks like I've underestimated you yet again Jedi, I guess I should be impressed, I thought for sure I got you on Kashyyyk" countered the Assassin buying time.
"You'll find I'm full of surprises, now hands up!" ordered Owen sternly.
"Sure Jedi, whatever you want" replied the Assassin through his helmet voicebox.
In a flash the inexperienced Padawan was hit square in the jaw with a perfect roundhouse kick from the Assassin, it took Owen completely by surprise; he was almost out cold as he slowly crawled away from the Assassin. "I hate to kill such a worthy adversary but no one can know where I am, you've seen this place therefore you must be eliminated" stated the Assassin.
He grabbed a stunned Owens lightsaber away from him. "You Jedi, such ineffective weapons" acknowledged the Assassin examining the saber.
Clicking the weapon to his belt he grabbed a deadened Owen Sun and dragged him over to the other side of the rocky rooftop, the Assassin then pulled out a remote pressing it to reveal a small but yawning pit. He forcefully picked him up by the collar. "I wish I could say it's been a pleasure" stated the Assassin.
With no remorse whatsoever he threw Owen into the pit to his assured death, falling quite a ways he hit the bottom with authority, the fall was clearly not meant to kill but something else definitely was. Owen regained his composure rubbing his battered jaw. "Uunhh this guys really starting to annoy me" he said.
It appeared as if he had dumped him in an abandoned mining pit, yet more left behind by the deserted operation the Assassin had put to use. Looking up he was quite the ways down but Owen was confident he could Force jump out. "He's obviously never captured a Jedi before" he observed.
Suddenly the reason became clear as he could hear the faint sounds of snarling and chomping all around him, he then backed into a pile of withered bones of the poor souls of a dozen different species. Owen then suddenly realized where he was and put the two together. "Mine crabs" he concluded.
Before he could summon enough strength to jump out a horde of mine crabs leaped from out of the shadows, with no lightsaber Owen was in serious trouble. Snapping at his heels he was able to crush the first few with his boot but he was quickly becoming overwhelmed as the razor-sharp teeth of the crabs could easily tear through flesh and bone. Like he had run through a pricker bush Owen was soon covered from head to toe in vicious, gnawing mine crabs, up above the Assassin could hear his cries of pain. "Scream all you like Jedi, no one will hear you" affirmed the Assassin.
Owen ripped the ones he could off him but it was useless there were too many of them as they began to rip through his robe and garments. Hopelessly desperate he did the only thing he could do to save his own life; reaching into his belt he pulled out what would be the last resort for most Jedi, an innovative new trinket contrived by the brilliant Jedi Technicians, the Amplifying Disrupter. A device designed to be used on wild, untamable animals. He didn't waste anytime prying it from his belt he activated and tossed the device to the ground, after a second or two of warming up it unleashed a mind numbing noise that deafened the area of sound around him, even the Assassin felt its shrill effects. One by one they fell off Owen Suns anatomy, some driven mad running around in circles others simply retreating back into the mine.
Meanwhile up above as the Assassin shook off the effects of the potent new Jedi weapon Owen sprang up out of the pit and ripped his saber from the Assassins belt pulling it back to him with the Force. "So, where were we" he remarked.
"(Bah) How many lives do you have Jedi?" loathed the Assassin.
Covered in minor scrapes, cuts and abrasions from the irritating mine crabs he shook off the near death experience inquiring on the Assassins motives to arrive here. "This is some setup you've got here, couldn't have been easy, this place was once a haven for criminal activity now this rock is nothing but a graveyard" observed Owen.
There was a long pause as the Assassin absorbed Owens interest recalling the bloody incident. "I did the meaningless scum a favor, when I arrived they were warring with each other, I tracked down and killed every last one of those murglaks" he revealed with a bitter tone in his voice.
"So you take solace in isolation and obscurity, not even a partner or droids?" questioned Owen.
"I work alone Jedi, notoriety is no good thing in my line of work, that's why you will not leave this place alive" replied the Assassin coldly.
Owen shook his head. "Then it's a somber, miserable existence you lead; no one will shed a tear for you when you're gone"
That last comment seemed to melt a bit of the Assassins cold heart. "Yes, and I would have it no other way" assured the Assassin masking his true feelings.
"You've killed your last Jedi, I'm taking you back with me to answer for your crimes" stated Owen.
The Assassin drew his forearm blades, Owen smirked. "We're not going to do this again are we?"
"No, we're not" replied the Assassin as his rocket launcher emerged from his wrist.
A fireball erupted at Owens feet as the Assassin launched a rocket in his direction; the blast threw him like a rag doll causing him to lose his saber. The Force was indeed watching over Owen, it was another close call singeing his boots and lower pants adding to his already banged up exterior. Before he could compose himself the Assassin quickly pounced on him, it hastily turned into hand-to-hand combat atop the Assassins hideout on Artus Prime. With several quick chops and kicks Owen did what he could in his disoriented condition as he roughly blocked the Assassins lightning-fast strikes but instantly in two simultaneous standing kicks he was numbed from the fight stumbling back to the cliffs edge. He saw his opportunity to finish the Jedi off for good, getting a running start the Assassin leaped into another perfect roundhouse kick but he was stunned as he suddenly hung in the air on one leg.
Owen had blocked the flawless Assassin. "My turn" he stated.
Instantaneously he flipped him over onto both feet then scored a roundhouse kick of his own; the impact jarred the Assassins helmet rendering him temporarily defenseless. Owen followed up his offense with a straight martial arts kick to the abdomen, the Assassin was vaulted back-first into a laser cannon. Tired of this whole ordeal he approached the Assassin ready to apprehend him. "Uunhh" he groaned.
"I think we've both had enough, what you say we call it a day" stated Owen reaching for his stun cuffs.
Without warning a blinding beam sprang out from his wrist launcher, another gadget in the Assassins bag of tricks. Owen backed off from the light holding his hands up trying to shield his eyes but all he could see was white, he was temporarily blinded. Fumbling across the rooftop he had no idea where he was going, little did he know he was headed for the cliffs edge, rubbing the whiteout from his eyes Owens vision slowly returned to him but before he could react the Assassin with both feet kicked him directly in the sternum, he feel back winded unable to breathe and to the Assassins delight fell off the rocky cliff. It appeared as if Owen Sun had met his end and the Assassin was finally rid of this Jedi nuisance but as he scanned the residual area down below he couldn't see his body. The Jedi had already come back to haunt him more than once, he wanted indisputable proof that he was dead; with no body the Assassin wasn't convinced.
Without concern for the structures stability he launched multiple rockets into the cliff wall causing an avalanche of rock debris to plunge below, he zoomed in with his built-in optics to see any change…
Down below on the cliff wall.
In a perilous state teetering on the cliff wall Owen hung on for dear life.
He reached down to try and grab his comlink to contact R4 but he momentarily lost his grip falling several more feet until snagging the cliff wall again, unfortunately timing was everything as his comlink fell into the river of toxic green sludge below. Owen gazed down knowing if he fell he would plunge into the toxic mess, being this far down the harsh fumes began to overtake him, he had to somehow pull himself up or he would ultimately succumb. He tried using the Force but was exhausted from the fall, things suddenly went from bad to worse as he could hear the sounds of an engine close by, Owen knew what that meant the Assassin had his jetpack and was probing the area for him. Before he could even formulate a plan or defense the Assassin was already hovering behind him, Owen might as well have a giant bullseye painted on his back, he was completely defenseless. The Assassin drew his rocket launcher once again. "Your move Jedi" tendered the Assassin firing a rocket directly at him.
As the rocket connected with the cliff wall he brazenly let go falling further down the cliff, the desperate move had saved his life yet again but Owen was now just several feet from the deadly river below as he dangled from just one arm the toxic stew bubbled at his feet. He hung in his perilous state trying to summon the strength to pull himself up, after several minutes things quickly became dire as he started to lose feeling in his arm loosening his grip. Despite his seemingly impossible situation Owen never lost hope. "C'mon Sun, you can do it" he thought struggling.
As if things couldn't be any grimmer the Assassin had found the Jedi once more. "There you are" he confirmed aiming towards him.
The Assassins return sparked the fuse he needed, with everything he had left Owen leapt further up the rock face with the Force. The faint hope dwindled however as the Assassin had locked directly in on him, drawing his wrist launcher he fired a continuous barrage of metal projectiles on his position. The rock debris flew like confetti on Republic Day as Owen scampered up the slanting rock; but amid the dust and debris the Assassin was closing in for the kill. As the rocky powder settled on the cliff wall the cornered Padawan was helpless, hovering just above him it was the perfect kill shot the Assassin was waiting for. He had him, there was no possible way out…but the Force works in mysterious ways as the Assassin clicked his wrist launcher he was out of ammo. Frantically reloading Owen sensed his chance, springing off the cliff wall he jumped onto his back, reminiscent of Anaxes. This time however he wasn't going to fall for the Assassins bad acting as he pulled at his helmet and gear trying to jar something loose, they rose higher and higher above the rock of Artus Prime struggling precariously in the air the Assassin both confused and irate. "Get off me, you'll kill us both!" he barked through his helmet voicebox.
"Not this time" replied Owen reaching for his jetpack.
"No, wait!" pleaded the Assassin.
Reaching beneath he pulled out the wiring inside his jetpack sending the Assassin on a wild ride through the air as Owen jumped to safety, landing roughly on the hideouts rooftop below he took in the spectacle as the Assassins tried desperately to stabilize his jetpack but it had a mind of its own now tossing and turning him every which way. Finally it appeared to lose steam running out of fuel, he watched as the wild jetpack plummeted out of sight, a distant explosion warning him of the worst. Reacquiring his saber on the rooftop from their earlier encounter Owen set off in the vicinity of the explosion.
Cautiously Force jumping from cliff-to-cliff he eventually found the wreckage of the blast, from the flames he could tell the jetpack had certainly met its end but the Assassin was nowhere to be found. It wasn't completely unthinkable that the Jedi Assassin was dead but then near the crash Owen saw blood, following the trail it led back to his hideout. The trail got larger with blood as he arrived on the rooftop; it became noticeable clear that the Assassin was gravely injured. Tracking it across the roof Owen had once again found him, leaning against the radar antenna he struggled to breathe blood spewing from his charred and dented armor. "Give it up, you can't continue on like this" he discerned of the fallen Assassin.
Suddenly without warning he opened fire with the intimidating rifle he observed earlier, Owen quickly activated his saber blocking the heavy barrage of abrupt fire and back flipped out of danger. The rifle sure did pack a punch as he continued to evade its deadly onslaught, using a custom upgrade the Assassin zoomed in and blasted him, its feature designed to track and kill its target. Owen did what he could dodging the plasma as it hunted him atop the roof, with the Jedi busy the Assassin got himself ready for departure, it was painfully obvious in his condition he couldn't fight him anymore, he had to get away or he'd be caught. As the plasma careened around another object in its path Owen made for the weapon, it was the only way to end the pursuit, Force throwing his saber he cut the weapon in two as it lay perched on a tripod. The Assassin had abandoned his position giving him the slip again but in his banged-up state he wouldn't get far, suddenly he heard a massive rumbling as the ground began to shake nearly falling on his rear. Owen was amazed as the rooftop of the hideout began to separate and out of the opening The Apparition appeared, all he could do was watch as the ship swiftly took off into the atmosphere.
He wasted little time. "R4 bring the ship to my location now!" ordered Owen into his spare comlink.
The R4-P astromech droid did what he was told and hurriedly brought the ship back around, Owen quickly Force jumped into the cockpit and went after his ship leaving the loner of a planet behind. Exiting Artus Prime's orbit he caught him just in-time as the Assassin attempted to strand him here firing on his hyperdrive ring. Owen promptly responded with his twin-barrel laser cannons sending a mass of plasma his way, unlike their clash above Kashyyyk the Assassin abandoned the fight escaping to hyperspace. Hastily downloading the Assassins hyperspace route he punched it into the navicomputer. "Not this time, not going to lose you again" he commented.
His R4 droid groaned at the getaway. "Don't worry R4, we got his hyperspace route, he won't get far" assured Owen.
This time Owen was right, with his wounds the Assassin was running out of time and space, the hunt would soon be over as his Jedi Starfighter locked back into its hyperspace ring blasting after The Apparition.