Hey guys I'm back with the next chapter and I just want to say that the size of the Citadel was a typo and not because I actually thought the damn thing was only 5 kilometers long. it was supposed to say 45 and a slight error occurred so don't go biting my head off for it okay? Now lets just get on to the next chapter of the story!
"So this is Omega? Looks like a slightly cleaner version of Coruscant's slums." Mused Alren to himself as he walked down the street towards the main hub of the station that housed the scum of this galaxy.
This was where he would start off on getting funds for his people so that they may prosper once they settle onto their new home.
The young leader had chosen to go alone on a small stealth ship so as to not draw too much attention to himself but even then he had already encountered five people that tried to mug him, seven prostitute's and over thirty beggars. Nothing new to him as he had many encounters like these beforehand on places like Tattooine and Coruscant. It still didn't negate the fact that these minor inconveniences were gnawing away at his patience and pretty soon he would end up just killing anyone who spoke to him that wasn't his target. So it was a godsend when he finally saw his objective just ahead. Afterlife, the biggest nightclub there was on Omega and the base of the Queen of the Terminus system Aria T'Loak.
He'd done his homework on the Asarii woman and had to give her some credit. The woman was a fine warrior in her own right and an even better leader from what he has read. An alliance with her would go a long way down the line.
Walking up to the front entrance he saw the door being guarded by a Krogan bouncer and took a few moments to observe what a Krogan actually looked like as they were considered the most feared warriors in this galaxy. Obviously the species was built for brute strength rather than tactical wit so Alren figured he would have no trouble fending him off should things get hostile as they no doubt would given the Krogan's usual way of doing things.
"Hold it right there buddy. What you want?" Demanded the Krogan as he stared down at Alren.
"I have business with Aria so please step aside." Asked Alren in a tone that clearly showed his irritation with being delayed. He had things to do damnit!
The Krogan though only narrowed his eyes and reached for the shotgun at his side. Clearly he didn't like Alren's answer.
"Sorry buddy but no one sees the Queen of Omega unless she asks for them and since you aren't on the list you better leave. Or don't, at least that way I get to have some fun killing you." Said the Krogan smiling at the end.
Alren for his part just scoffed at the alien merc's banter and in a flash of movement had his dark saber drawn and cut off the arm reaching for the Krogan's weapon at the elbow. The Krogan cried out in both pain and shock as he looked at his twitching limb on the ground before turning to face the one responsible with a look of absolute hatred and rage.
"You bastard!" Yelled the Krogan as he tried to punch Alren only for that arm to meet the same fate as its predecessor only this time it was cut off at the shoulder leaving the now armless Krogan at Alren's mercy.
Deciding he had wasted enough time Alren promptly cut off the Krogan's head and deactivated his dark saber before attaching it back to his belt. Giving one last look at the dead Krogan Alren opened the doors to the club and stepped inside to be greeted by the stares of its patrons. Despite the loud roaring music no one was dancing or moving, not even the scantily clad females on stage were performing as they all stared at the young mandalorian warrior in shock, awe and even a bit of fear mixed in.
After quickly surveying the area Alren saw a set of stairs leading up and that it had a couple more guards so he figured that was where he wanted to go. As he walked the crowd parted easily before him. As the guards noticed his approach their grips on their weapons tightened as some of them even began to shake a little. They knew this guy had to of killed the Krogan at the door to get in but what made them nervous was that when they saw him walk in they had caught a glimpse of the armless and headless corpse of their comrade. The man had killed a Krogan with apparent ease which was a feat that made this man a force to be reckoned with.
As he walked though Alren could hear the various whispers being spoken of him by the clubs patrons and couldn't help but smile at a few of them.
"Who the hell is that guy?" Asked a Batarian.
"Idiot! Didn't you hear about those new species showing up in the galaxy? Call themselves Mandalorian's and they aren't to be messed with if what I heard was true." Spoke a Turian.
"Yeah, rumor has it his fleet wiped out a Turian fleet nearly four times the size of theirs and it was being lead by a SPECTRE!" Said a Drell waiter.
"Not just any SPECTRE but Saren Arterius, the greatest there's ever been. One of those Mandalorian's even managed to take Sraen's eye and an arm before he managed to escape right before the entire fleet was destroyed." Pointed out a Krogan merc.
"What are the chances that this guy is the same one who did that to Saren?" Asked an Asarii dancer out of curiosity.
"Very likely." Answered Alren as he couldn't help but say it. This had a funny reaction of making them all go wide eyed and to stare at Alren as he walked by.
As Alren got closer he noticed how the guards were acting and figured it would only be a matter of time before one of them finally snapped and tried to attack him. Turns out he was right as one of the Batarian guards brought up his rifle and was about to open fire on Alren only for Alren to draw his blaster pistol's and put two rounds into his head and chest.
As the Batarian merc's corpse collapsed the other merc's brought up their weapons but quickly met the same fate as their comrade as they were shot down before they could fire off a single round. Taking a quick look behind him he made sure none of the clubs other patrons would make a move before holstering his pistol's and continuing on his way.
Walking up the stairs he met no more guards which made him frown. He thought the so called 'Queen of Omega' would be a little more cautious. Or maybe she was just that confident in herself? Either way he had no problems getting to his destination which was signaled by the large doors leading to what he guessed was Aria's private section of the club.
As soon as he opened the doors though he found himself greeted by a squad of merc's with their weapons raised and ready to end him. In the middle of this gaggle of hired guns sat an Asarii on a comfy looking leather couch. She looked calm despite the situation but Alren noticed the hint of anger in her gaze as she looked at him.
"Aria T'Loak I presume?" Asked Alren not at all bothered by all the weapons currently pointed at him. He knew if it came down to a fight his shields would give him more than enough time to draw his own weapons and put down the mercs.
"I am. And you must be Alren Krios?" Aria responded in kind.
"I see word travel's fast. Not surprising considering the huge entrance I made at the Citadel."
"Quite. Now mind telling me why you are here and killing my guards?" She demanded.
"Why to talk to you of course. Unfortunately your guards have a nasty habit of attacking out of fear and being complete morons. But I guess that's what you get when you only have a bunch of thugs with guns on your payroll." Said Alren as he took the seat across from Aria not even acknowledging the glares he was getting from said thugs.
Aria for her part was interested in what Alren wanted to talk to her about. She had heard of what him and his fleet have accomplished in their short time here and was honestly kind of afraid he may have come to take her throne. And with the way things had been going so far she had no doubt he could accomplish that task with little to no trouble.
"What would you want to talk to me about?" Asked Aria while still maintaining her calm demeanor and having her guards lower their weapons.
"It's very simple really. My people need a source of income and I don't trust the Council to not use this to try and weaken my people. That's where you come in. You see my people are warriors first and foremost so when not in war we take up jobs as mercenary's and bounty hunters. So my offer is that you allow us to set up our little 'buisness' here on Omega and in turn you'll have the backing of my people and myself. So what do you say ms. T'loak?" Said Alren before waiting for her answer.
Aria for her part was really considering the offer given to her. If she accepted she would not have to settle for the typical hired guns she used as her guard and would instead have very well trained warriors at her beck and call. Plus this alliance would only help solidify her position of power even more than it already was. There were after all still some people who would like to knock her off of her throne and take it for themselves. Also it was far better to have this man as an ally rather than an enemy.
"I believe we can work something out mr. Krios."
"Please, just Alren is fine. Formalities aren't something I like unless dealing with those I do not trust."
"And you trust me? We only just met." Pointed out Aria making Alren chuckle a bit.
"I wouldn't have made my offer if I didn't already trust you Aria. I've looked over all known information about you and what's always constant is that you are a woman of your word. So I know if I make an alliance with you that you'll keep up your end of the deal as long as I keep up mine. That is if we have one."
"You make a tempting offer but what about the other mercenary guilds such as the Blue Sun's and Eclipse Sisters? They won't take kindly to you moving in on their territory you know."
"For them I'll leave an ultimatum. Either they become a part of us or we exterminate them." Said Alren seriously. The young Mandalorian was not about to bend over for a bunch of wannabe warriors and would make good on his threat should any of them feel the need to be a little bold. Plus this path would also help bolster New Mandalore's ranks which would be a great boon to his people.
Aria took a moment longer to think over the offer before holding out her hand and saying with a pleased smile, "I think we have a deal... Alren."
Though she could not see it Alren was smiling under his helmet as he took her hand. Everything was going according to plan. Now all he had to do was deal with the other mercenary guilds and his people would be well on their way to rebuilding their home. To think that so many things could go into the Mandalorian's favor was truly a stroke of luck that they needed now more than ever.
"By the way what is going to be the name of your new mercenary group?" Asked Aria curiously breaking Alren from his musing's.
"A name that struck fear into the hearts of the people of my galaxy and will continue to do so in this one. Our name will be Deathwatch."
Well there's the next chapter for ya guys! Hope you enjoyed it! Review and/or pm me. Until then, Nicranger out!