Hay, remember Heavy? Well he's baaaaaaack! Pulse Jaba's in this chapter! And who doesn't love Jaba? (Ok he's a piggish 2-faced slim ball but you still got to love him!) Well… what are you waiting for read on!
P.S. everything that's bolded in the story is hutt speak.
Jaba's palace was a breading ground for bounty hunters, prostitutes and anyone looking to make a quick buck. Not that Jaba ever really let them keep their money. If you weren't useful to him you were dead, the hutt didn't like loose ends. Greeto ushered his employer into what can only be described as Jaba's throne room. The Hutt was sitting at the head of the room on a raised podium; a beautiful twilek woman was stood near by, feeding the galactic gangster a very unfortunate paddy frog. Greeto eyed the man he had brought with him. The name he was given, Heavy, was most likely false especially considering he had refused to provide a last name. Heavy watched the Hutt eat with a look of disgust causing his grotesquely fresh looking scars to wrinkled and move in a sickening way. Greeto turned his attention to Jaba.
"Esteemed master Jaba this man requests an audience with you." Greeto informed the hutt bowing deeply. Heavy's scars cricked as if he were raising his left eyebrow, which had been completely singed off.
"Haba su bi ba"
"The great Jaba wishes for this man to identify himself." The protocol droid informed them.
"My name is Heavy I desire an audience with one of your bounty hunters a Clawdite named Tendra Wren. " he pulled out several credits and flashes them in front of the Hutt's meaty face.
"Jib SA raja" Jaba ordered.
The Twileks face shifted and mashed like putty. Her head tails disappeared and in seconds a clawdite woman stood were the twilek had been.
"Yes master Jaba." She said bowing to him and turning to Heavy. "What is it you wish to discus?" She asked eyeing the golden credits still in his hand. Heavy leaned in close to her face.
"How many people have you killed?" he asked his voice deathly cold.
"I lost track a long time ago." Tendra replied as if she were discussing the weather rather than her body count. A dark grin spread across Heavy face his scars cricking grotesquely.
"Good." He whispered leaning down to her ear. "Than I wont feel guilty about doing this." Tendra gasped and looked down at her stomach to see a blood red light saber jabbing directly through it. The entire room was deathly silent. Heavy breathed in as if he were sucking the life out of her body. The red blade was deactivated and the Clawdites lifeless body hit the floor. Heavy breathed out and smiled wider causing the stress to ripple throughout his face. He tossed the credits at Jaba's feet.
"Thank you sir." He said coldly turning to leave. Two of Jaba's guards ran up to him and pointed their weapons at him.
"Jiju ma rija su ma jasu ma SA."
"Did you really think you could leave this world after killing one of my bounty hunters?" The droid translated.
"Well these di'kut's certainly aren't going to stop me." Heavy replied motioning to the guards.
"Ha ma raj Jia JA ma SA?"
"Why were you foolish enough to come here and kill her in a room full of deadly bounty hunters?" came the automatic translation. Heavy looked around and shrugged.
"I don't think they mind me eliminating the competition." He replied smugly.
"Gar a ji ju sarlacc."
"The esteemed Jaba desires an explanation as to why you killed his bounty hunter. Before he feeds you to his sarlacc." The droid translated loyally.
"Watch and learn." Heavy replied with a smile. His scared face shifted and blurred like putty changing shape, his skin tone darkened to a reptilian green and his body seemed to decrease in height. "Her power is my power." Heavy said but it was no longer his voice it was Greeto's. Everyone in the room stared in shock at the now Rodian man. After remaining in the new form for several minutes Heavy's face shifted and changed back to its previous scared form. He went once again to leave but was again stopped by the guards.
"Ja bi jam ruj JA."
"You can not escape." The droid translated. Heavy looked annoyed.
"Ne shab'rud'ni." He said to the guards. They shifted uncomfortably and eyed the light saber on Heavy's belt. They had clearly heard the Mandalorian warning before.
"Gad Ma rig jar jet hue."
"A thousand credits to the man who presents lord Jaba with this fool's head." every bounty hunter in the room was up in seconds.
With speed that no one knew possible Heavy brandished his light saber and was deflecting lazar bolts. Many of the bounty hunters found themselves shot with there own blasts. Heavy cut down one of the guards and charged out of Jaba's throne room, several bounty hunters in hot pursuit.
Heavy disappeared around a corner and the bounty hunters followed. But when the group rounded the corner he was no were to be seen. The slightly drunk bounty hunters charged forward hoping to find him first and collect the 1000 credits.
Greeto was taking part in the chase when he suddenly found himself being pull into one of the side halls. A clone grad pistol was pressed to his temple.
"Remember that contract we discussed on the flight here?" Heavy asked not moving the gun.
"Yes." Greeto replied nervously. Lord I hate force sensitives. He thought.
"Well the offer still stands."
"Do I have much of a chose?" Greeto asked wearily. Heavy pulled his gun away from the other mans temple.
"Not really." He said holstering the blaster. "Now come on." Heavy took off down the side corridor they were standing in, not so much as looking back to see if Greeto was following him. The Rodian sighed and took off after the scarred human.
If the job he mentioned is worth half the figure he said it's worth. I'll be bossing Jaba around. Greeto thought running after his new partner. The 2 men darted down corridor after corridor finally finding there way out a back entrance.
Greeto gasped as the dry desert air hit his longs. Rodians weren't made for this kind of climate. But he didn't have time for wallowing in self-pity over the fact that his species was made to survive swap worlds. Heavy had already gained entry to one of Jaba's transport ships, a sleek top of the line YT-1300. Greeto ran up the boarding dock only moments before the ship took off. Greeto hurried to the cockpit and found Heavy piloting the ship.
"Are you crazy?" Greeto shouted. "Jaba has trackers in all of his ships!" Heavy pointed to a fist-sized hunk of metal that looked like someone decided to use it as a personal punching bag.
"Taken care of." He informed the Rodian wile pressing down on several of the control panels buttons. "O and you might want to take a seat. These things are top of the line but their jump to hyperspace can be a little bumpy."
"You're going to-!" Greeto's sentence was cut off when he got thrown into the back wall of the cramped cockpit.
"I warned ya." Heavy said over his shoulder as the rodian tried to untangle his limbs.
"No good force sensitive Jactna brained…" Heavy left his new partner to his mumbling and focused his attention on the hyperspace before him. He watched as thousands of stars and planets passed them by.
"I'm coming for you Rex." Heavy whispered as Greeto finally managed to buckle himself into the copilot seat. "And when I get my hands on you your goanna be sorry." However there was still one problem with Heavy's near flawless plan... He still couldn't remember what exactly Rex had done to deserve revenge. Details. Heavy thought brushing the worry away. They'll be the death of me yet.
Me: *Evil Grin* and so heavy is after rex and he's got Greeto in on it! What will become of everyone's favorite clone captain?
Paint: I thought I was everyone's favorite clone captain.
Me: well you're my favorite clone captain but since I maid you up and you aren't even in this story it doesn't count.
Paint: fine. *Looks upset* so what's with all that gibberish jabas was saying. It doesn't really mean anything.
Me: I mad it up! They don't exactly have a huttese translator on the Internet you know!
Paint: and the fact that you used a rodian expletive as a bad name is…
Me: I couldn't find any rodian bad names all right! Shish why are you in such a bad mood?
Paint: cause you haven't updated any of the fics I'm in
Me: I will soon! Besides you're the captain of the 666th you'll be in other fics!
Paint: *grumbles* fine *turns to audience*. Please review maybe she'll put me in this fic if you do!
Me: and if you can figure out how the YT-1300 ties in to the original trilogy I'll give you a free cookie!