HAPPY NEW YEARS, Here's to a new year of writing and who knows what else eh?

Good lord! Maybe I did something right, because the follows and favorites for this story have shot up in a short span. In fact I reckon this story will soon catch up and possibly even surpass Here We Go Again.

Throughout my day I've been busy trying to doctor up chapter 14 for my other story, but meanwhile my phone keeps blowing up with notifications about this story. So like a moth to the flame, here I am to give you another chapter.

You guys are awesome and thank you for your support, remember If I do anything wrong or you have input don't hestitate to let me know. Boba and Star Wars are the core of my fandom, to misrepresent them would be criminal.

Now for the fun part, OUTREACHES.

To the guest that commented about my stance on the EU/Episode 7- Yeah I'm pretty pissed, good news is, both Lucas and Disney have both confirmed Boba's survival. We just need to see him appear on the big screen and Disney knows how popular he is. Now that they have the rights they'll milk the hell out of Fett. Also I gotta confess, I didn't think Episode 7 was the end all be all of Star Wars movies, but hey to each his own. As for Captain Phasma? She will never be Fett, plain and simple, we original fans know this better than anyone else. It'd be like getting some new Spartan in Halo making him swagger the same as Master Chief, but changing up his armor color. It's not the chief just like Phasma isn't Boba.

To Kaioo-You know something tells me she will, but Fett is certainly not so easily bent to the trickery of women. Especially apostle psychopaths, he's a Mandalorian foremost, and will always live according to the Resol'nare(Six actions). But only time will tell how they interact.

To Coronadomontes-Short and simple, I like it. I aim to please man, and I'm glad you enjoy it so far.

*Update*-There's something going on with the reviews and ALL of them aren't posting. Not sure what's going on but I'll give it a look. Do feel free to PM me as well until the problem fixes itself.

Chapter 3: Catch Of The Day

"Always work harder than you feel capable. That way your enemies never know your limits."

Mandalorian Proverb.

"So let me see if I get this straight...all of you came from a different world as well? Osik, and so the plot thickens."

Boba stood next to one of the JSDF's armored trucks as he conversed with Itami, meanwhile, several other members of Itami's team continued to assist the local villagers with the evacuation. Itami took a swig from his canteen and gulped it down for a few moments, when he was finished with it he raised an eyebrow at the bounty hunter and offered it to him. Boba shook his head, his helmet came with a built-in tube that connected to a hidden water reservoir near his jetpack.

"No need, I'm already taken care of. So this world of yours...does it differ much from this one?"

Itami clipped his canteen to his body armor and placed his helmet down on the hood of the armored vehicle, running a hand through his hair and he sighed.

"Well so far technologically...yes, and greatly too. In fact, it's that edge that has put us far above anything their armies are capable of. We haven't been here for very long you see, probably close to a month at best. We're still getting a layout of the land from our recon teams. Mine, in particular, had been tasked to scout this village out, but as you can see...with the emergence of the dragon now we're here to escort them to...well wherever it is they need to go."

You haven't seen any sort of "technology" yet.

Boba slowly turned his head as he regarded the scene developing in the village, villagers continued to pack whatever they could fit atop their carriages or inside tarp covered wagons. Meanwhile, he could see the other soldiers assist in any way they could, occasionally they'd look over and stare at him, only for their eyes to go wide when he stared right back. No matter where he went, Boba's presence was still given the respect it was due.

Had the Empire been carrying out this campaign, hearts and minds would definitely be an afterthought...strange way of doing things.

Slowly turning to face Itami, Boba slung his blaster. Meanwhile, he took a small swig from his drinking tube, it had been a while since he had drank last.

"You say they attacked your world? So this is a campaign of dominance, why do you assist them in such a way? Why not just go to the heart of their territory, tear off the head of the beast and be done with it? You point me in the right direction, and I'll get it done myself. Of course, we'll have to talk money first."

Itami sighed as he looked up at the sky, "Well where we come from, we believe in winning the hearts and minds of the people first. With their help, we can move a lot easier and get a feel for the workings of wherever we invade. That's not to say we won't fight hard if we have to, but without a people to support it, even the most fearsome of regimes will topple, besides we're not even sure where "the head of the beast is" or who even sent the attacks forth in the first place."

Boba shook his head, "You're starting to sound like some of the old Rebellion leaders who tried to hire me."

Not like they still don't try to.

Itami cocked his head to the side in curiosity, he had heard little next to nothing about the strange armored man in front of him, let alone even the world he came from.

"Boba, if you don't mind me asking. I've told you a lot about us, but what about you? I know you're from a different world, so how different is it from this one?"

Boba shook his head as he looked back down the village's main street.

"World?...Youji I couldn't even begin to explain to you the kind of "world" I come from. It would be enough to make your mind explode in pain and question your very way of life. All you need to know is this, where I come from survival is everything. I know this better than anyone else, I was forced to forge my path long ago and I'll stick by it to the day I die. As for your campaign? In the end, it matters little to me, but here, I am at a loss. I have no way back home, the gate I came through was gone the moment I regained consciousness. You on the other hand seem to be doing a better job at finding your way around here."

Boba took a step closer as he folded his arms, "So I have a deal in mind, I'll assist in your "campaign", but only so long as it doesn't interfere with my code. This is a blanket contract when I say I'll assist in your campaign? That's any operation and with any and all resources I require from your end. Mine are vast, but not infinite. Also payment, I understand that credits won't be of any use here. So in return, I demand payment in material goods and any form of currency I can use both here and in your world should I need to accompany you. In return, you help me find a way back to my universe. When the campaign is done that is."

Before Itami could respond, Boba took another step closer, his visor inches away from Itami's face. "Oh and should a job go against my code or you fail to pay? Well...you really...really, don't want to find out what comes next."

For a moment Itami stood there speechless, in truth, the cold calculating voice emitting from Boba's speaker had chilled him to the core. His T-shaped visor seemed to pierce through him and regard him with pure unrelenting force. Yet at the same time, he could feel a sort of warrior's respect. Boba had laid out his terms very clearly, in return Itami was expected to respect that and vice versa.

Of course, the only problem was, Itami was in no position to be making any deals, especially if they involved money. That was a task best left to his superiors, but time was short and if this bounty hunter was as good as he claimed? He could be invaluable or at the very least a source of knowledge and technological discovery.

So in the end, Itami did what he thought was best. Extending his hand out and shaking Boba's he smiled nervously, "It's a deal, Fett."

Boba gripped Itami's gloved hand tightly, a contract had been forged and with that Boba intended to see it through to the end. Like his father before him, he too would honor his word and extend his services to the fullest of his abilities to his employer.

"Well then Lieutenant, what's the next job?"

Itami looked at the villagers and back at Boba. Composing himself he tried to sound as official as possible, "To ensure the safe travel of these villagers and my men. Your payment will be substantial and given to you in full upon our safe return to my base. Should the dragon arrive and you ward it off? Double the final amount."

Boba unslung his blaster and cradled it, "Now you're talking business Itami. Consider it...done."

And with that, the Bounty hunter ignited his jetpack and with a roar he flew atop one of the nearby buildings, no doubt to provide overwatch. Itami covered his eyes at the searing flash of light and dust cloud he had kicked up. When the dust cleared, one of Itami's subordinates, Sergeant Shino Kuribiyashi approached him.

The young female soldier's helmet covered her short brown hair as she looked at Boba, watching as he menacingly watched the proceedings from above. Ever the hard charger she was, she had a healthy respect and admiration for strong warriors.

"You know?...in a mysterious badass sort of way? He's kinda hot."

Itami sighed and rubbed his temple as he donned his helmet, "Shino I have a feeling that the only gun he uses is that strange rifle of his. Now make sure the trucks are prepped, I have to explain our new situation to command."

Opening his Humvee's armored door, Itami stepped inside and took one of the handheld radios from the center console. He sighed as he began to change a few frequencies. Command was not going to like this.

"Alnus Main, this is RCT3 Actual. I have an update on our current status." A few moments later, a woman's voice came through the speaker.

"Send it RCT3 Actual." Itami closed his eyes, now came the fun part.

"Be advised, we're going to have to extend our time out in the field. We're going to be escorting the villagers from Coda, ETA for our arrival is currently unknown."

A few moments of silence followed, during this time Itami swore he could hear some discussion going on in the background. Suddenly the woman's voice came back over the net.

"Alnus Main is tracking, do what you have to do. Recommend you try to be back before nightfall over."

Itami let out a breath of relief, so far so good. Now for the hard part.

"Uh...one last thing."

Itami heard further background discussion before the woman's voice returned, "Send it."

Itami closed his eyes and tightened his grip around the radio, "Well...we found someone. Or rather he found us, he's a bounty hunter."

Suddenly a man's voice came over the net, it was one of his superiors. "What do you mean a bounty hunter found you? Is he hostile? Is he working for someone?"

Itami had to proceed with this situation very carefully, he knew what his superior's reaction was going to be. "Well so far he's not hostile, and right now...he's working for us."

Suddenly the voice yelled through the speaker, startling Itami and making him move back and away from the radio. "What do you mean he's working for us!? Itami did you make some sort of deal!? You know we don't support business practices like that!"

Itami looked out the front window and watched as a group of children began to crowd around the hut that Boba was posted atop. The children raised their hands into the air and laughed as they tried to get a response out of the bounty hunter. For a few moments Boba stood there unmoving, suddenly his helmet slowly looked down at the group of children. Lowering his blaster, he put a gloved hand up and waved at them. Satisfied, the children cheered before returning to their respective parents.

Looking back at his handset, Itami sighed. "It's a long story, but I assure you command is going to want to meet this man. He's not from this world or ours for that matter. He came from a gate, not unlike the one we came through.

A few moments of background discussion could be heard over the radio before his superior responded, sighing as he did. "Fine...but this had better be good Youji, you've already given command a great deal of stress in regards to your protracted stay in the field. I'm at my wits end covering for you, bring back results Youji. Alnus Main out."

Itami sighed as he returned the handheld back to its cradle in the center console. He was in for a world of hurt when he got back, exiting the vehicle he slung his Type 64 rifle and made his way down Coda's main road. It was time to depart.

Sometime later...

Once the order from Itami had been given, the trucks departed Coda and led the large convoy of carriages and wagons. They would be the first responders to any aggressors.

Meanwhile, Boba had decided to ride along with Itami, he wanted to be there when the action kicked off. Besides being near the one in charge made sure he was up to date on any events and information he needed to know. Before he had stepped inside, he noticed a small blonde woman bundled up in some sort of tarp. According to Itami, she was an elf, whatever that was.

It also turned out she was the sole survivor of a village the very same dragon every was afraid of had destroyed. In the end, Boba merely shrugged, tossed his kit bag next to the woman and took his place on one of the bench seats. Luckily for all parties involved, the rest of Itami's team had opted to ride in separate vehicles. They didn't trust this new masked warrior from another world. Fine by Boba, he liked the solitude.

So for what had seemed like an eternity, Boba sat in the back of the vehicle's troop compartment and enjoyed the quiet as he looked out a rear window. Suddenly a voice came from the front of the vehicle, it was one of Itami's subordinates, the same one who was also currently driving.

"So...Boba Fett was it? Are you some sort of...space man?"

Boba slowly turned his head and looked at the driving compartment's rear view mirror, he watched as Itami's subordinate glanced back at him with nervous eyes. His voice emanated from his helmet's speaker like an unfeeling slab of stone.

"Are you some sort of idiot? I am not a "space man", you would do well to watch your tongue before I do it for you."

Kurata had promptly gulped and tightened his grip on the steering wheel, meanwhile, Itami put on a nervous face and looked back at the masked bounty hunter.

"You'll have to excuse him Boba, in our world, people like you are a topic of many great movies and other sources of entertainment."

Boba had slowly slid up the bench until his helmet was practically peering inside the driver's compartment. "People like me? If you two knew what people like me were really like, you would be anything but entertained."

Returning to his original spot at the rear of the bench, Boba sat there motionless as he went back to peering out the rear door's window. For a while things returned back to the same quiet they had been at before. The only sound emanating from under the vehicle as its large tires chewed up the terrain beneath it. When he had finally spoke again, both Itami and Kurata had nearly jumped from their seats.

"But I have traveled the stars, my line of work has demanded that and much more. Should you not irritate me next time, perhaps I'll share a tale or two."

Kurata's face had gone from one of fear to one of excitement. There was a real bonafide man from the future and he was sitting right behind him. Kurata's excitement had barely been contained in his voice.

"That's amazing! What's it like? Are there cute alien space girls like in my anime and manga?! You have to tell us sometime!"

Although Itami's face had one of embarrassment on it, deep inside he was very curious as well. Like Kurata, he was known as an "Otaku", an individual drawn to the fantasy comics and movies of his world.

Meanwhile, Boba merely shook his head as he continued to gaze out the window, "It's not amazing, it's dark, harsh, and unforgiving out there. It's not all fun and games in the "world" I come from. Especially not in my line of work."

Never in my line of work.

Kurata and Itami merely shrugged as they went back to enjoying the rest of the ride. Once again the same prevailing quiet from before returned, this time, its reign lasted a lot longer than before. In truth, it had become calming to Boba enough to the point he tried to rest his eyes for a moment. A moment short-lived as he was soon violently jerked awake by the vehicle's abrupt halt.

Quickly composing himself and readying his blaster, he yelled up to the front of the vehicle.

"Idiot! Watch how you drive or you'll find yourself walking from here on!"

Neither Itami nor Kurata responded, looking through a pair of binoculars, something ahead on the road had gotten their attention in full. Lowering his range finder, Boba made his way to the front of the vehicle and looked out through the front window. Giving his helmet max zoom, he looked down the road. The sight that awaited him had put him on full alert.

Below a huge flock of circling scavenger birds, a young girl sat in the center of the road. Dressed in a black and red tight fitting dress with a short skirt, she brandished a large halberd. Her long black hair went down to her lower back and she peered at the vehicle with purple eyes from behind her knees. Whoever this girl was, she was waiting for them.

Best not keep her waiting.

Meanwhile, Kurata did a double take and exclaimed as he peered through his binoculars a second time, "A goth loli!"

Boba didn't know what that was, nor did he care. His job was to protect this convoy and everyone in it, once he took a job he saw it through to the end. Right now this girl was armed, and that was more than enough to warrant extreme caution.

Before Itami and Kurata had stopped admiring the girl, they heard the vehicle's back doors open and slam shut. In moments, Boba had made his way around the side and to the front of the vehicle. Itami had tried to reach out to Boba but quickly retracted his hand when Boba sharply turned his head at him.

"Don't get in my way, something tells me there's more to this girl than meets the eye."

Itami and Kurata merely watched as the bounty hunter made his way down the road and towards the girl, his blaster at the ready all the while. Meanwhile, the girl had stood up. Dusting herself off, she rested her halberd over her shoulder and made her way towards Boba.

Boba made it halfway down the road and stopped, the girl was making her way towards him. Everything about her felt wrong to him, those colors, that look. It reminded him of an order he hadn't worked for in a while.

The Sith.

Raising his blaster, Boba set his helmet's speaker to max volume and called out to her. "This is no place for a child, what are you doing so far out here?"

The girl giggled and licked her lips as she smiled at Boba. Her eyes felt as though they were attempting to pierce his soul itself, unfortunately for her, Mandalorians are strong in both body and mind. She would find no cracks in Boba's armor.

"Mmm, a child you say? The only child here is you, metal man."

Big mistake...

Boba locked the girl in his helmet's targeting system, every weapon he could fire by voice commands now slaved to her. The next time she insulted him, Boba would make sure she wasn't smiling anymore. Before he could utter another word, she giggled again.

"My, my, I'm feeling such a large killing intent emanating from your body. So bold, so confident...I love that, what's your name warrior?"

Boba tightened his grip around his blaster, thumbing the safety off he took aim.

"Only because I have a reputation that demands that, as for my name? It won't matter here in a few moments if you continue to test my patience."

The girl took a few steps closer and planted her axe into the ground, "What will you do I wonder? I'm dying to know...metal man."

That's it, enough of your games.

Just as Boba was about to make his first move, he heard the sounds of small feet approaching from behind him.

"Sky man! That's the oracle, she means well, don't fight her!"

In seconds a group of three children had ran past him and surrounded the girl, Boba lowered his blaster and powered down his weapon systems. For all his determination, he would never harm innocent people. Especially children.

He watched as they danced around her and outstretched their arms, "Oracle, the sky man came with the men in green! He's going to fight the flame dragon and keep us safe!"

Oracle, some sort of religious figure? Beware of false prophets young ones.

The girl looked at Boba and cocked her head to the side with a smile, "Sky man? Men in green? Is what they say true?"

Boba lowered his blaster and cradled it, "As much as I hate to divulge the specifics of a job, yes. I have offered myself in service to both them and the JSDF."

Rory looked around Boba and back at the trucks behind him, "Those are the men in green? The...Jay Ess Dee Eff?"

Boba merely nodded and stood there, in truth he was still on alert, but so far it seemed as though this "Oracle" had no ill intentions.

You're lucky the children arrived.

The girl promptly hefted her halberd and began to approach Boba, the children close in tow. Once she had come within a few feet of him, she stopped. For a moment, she stared deeply into his visor. At this range, Boba knew that he only had a small window of opportunity to defend himself if she tried something. There was only one weapon he had that could prevail at this range and not injure the children in the process. It was a weapon he'd only use as a last resort too.

Suddenly the girl planted her halberd and in a blur of speed she was upon him. Time seemed to slow down as he began to take a step back.

Too fast...way too fast. Got sloppy, won't happen again.

Before Boba could reach for his hip and grab the lightsaber, she firmly grabbed his helmet with both her hands. Then she did the unthinkable, bringing her face in close she slowly started from the bottom of his visor and drew her tongue up and over the top of it. When she was done, she drew her head back and licked her lips. Meanwhile, the children laughed and covered their eyes.

"Only a real warrior could make such a bold claim, the kind of real warrior that I'd love to get to know more."

In seconds, Boba had dropped his blaster, grabbed the girl by the hips and began to pivot to his left. Releasing his grip he tossed her as hard as he could, he would need distance if he wanted to plan out his next move.

The girl promptly flipped through the air, her lithe body contorting every which way as she landed upright on the road. Meanwhile, Boba kickflipped his blaster up into his waiting hands and took aim.

Only someone with a lot of training could make a move like that.

For a moment, things were quiet until finally the girl dusted herself off and smiled.

"I do like it when they play rough, but come now must we quarrel in front of the children? There'll be plenty of time to play later."

Boba tensed and took aim once more, "I play to win child."

Before the altercation could continue, Itami's voice rang out from next to the truck. "Boba stand down! She's not hostile!" The young officer stood there as he tried to defuse an ever degrading situation.

Boba lowered his blaster once again, this girl was constantly putting herself between him and non hostile targets. She knew what she was doing, and it was really starting to irritate him.

"You're too quick to trust Youji, take it from someone who knows best. Nothing good can from us taking her along."

Meanwhile, the girl had ran to Itami and wrapped her arms around his waist, she looked up at him with pleading eyes. "Please don't let the sky man hurt me, I was only curious!"

Itami put on a nervous smile and tried to break her grip, meanwhile, Kurata began to protest inside the truck, his disdain was only for the fact that it wasn't him being given the treatment.

Itami finally broke her grip and held her shoulders, meanwhile, he gave a nervous smile to Boba. "Look, she's harmless! The villagers seem to be comfortable around her, so maybe we should give her the benefit of the doubt?"

Rory glanced over her shoulder at Boba, with a sly smile she winked at him. Boba shook his head and lowered his blaster, as he began to approach the pair he glared at her.

"Fine then, but when this "girl" turns around and you find yourself dead. Don't say I didn't warn you, a dead client is a useless client."

With that, Boba made his way back into the vehicle's rear compartment and took his seat. In response to this, Rory jumped for joy, retrieving her weapon she returned back to the truck and hopped inside the back. Shaking his head Itami returned to the truck's passenger seat and with that the convoy was once again on its way.

"Why do you wear that helmet all the time? Is there something wrong with your face? I do wish to see it so!"

"This is helmet is more than just a piece of gear, and it's the only face anyone needs to concern themselves with."

"You're no fun Boba."

"There's nothing fun about me."

"Well my name is Rory Mercury, I'm the apostle of the god Emroy."

"And I don't care. Gods are but make believe fairy tales used to fool the superstitious. I've got a few contracts that prove that."

Itami listened and rubbed his face in irritation as he listened to the back and forth chatter going about inside the truck. To say the ride was annoying was an understatement. From the moment, she had entered the vehicle, to the time they had made it an hour into their drive. Rory had done nothing but irritate the bounty hunter. Itami wondered how much longer it would be before he did something drastic.

Meanwhile, Kurata had listened in quietly if there was anyone in the vehicle who feared Boba the most. It was him.

After a few more hours of back and forth chatter, the convoy finally made its way into a vast canyon. According to the map, they were at Roche Hill, they were also further than any other recon team had gone before. For as far as the eye could see there was nothing but endless rock and dirt. The truck's suspension creaked and groaned as it began to take the worst of the off roading.

As Itami looked at his side view mirror, he began to hear the sound of a zipper being pulled back. Looking back into in the vehicle's rear compartment, Itami watched as Boba opened his kit bag and began to put various devices in small pouches on his armor. Meanwhile, Rory watched with wide eyes and a smile as she observed the bounty hunter.

Suddenly Boba took out a short compact rifle, pressing a button on it, it unfolded and formed a full-length rifle. A small scope revealed itself from a hidden compartment atop as Boba began to press a series of other buttons. Boba didn't have to look at Itami to notice he was staring, not taking his eyes off his newest "toy" he began to talk.

"Tenloss DXR-6 Disruptor Rifle, nasty weapon. I reckon your "dragon" won't be ready for something like this."

Itami cocked his head in curiosity as he tried to say the name, "DX-R what?"

Boba shook his head and continued to adjust his gear, "You'll see."

Any minute now.

Itami went back to looking out the front window when suddenly Boba began to speak again.

"This dragon, what's it look like?"

Itami took a swig of his canteen, as he finished his gulp he began to describe the beast.

"Well we didn't get too good a look at it, but it's large..."

"Red?"

"Yes and it has an."

"Enormous wingspan?"

"Uh yes...and."

"Large horns atop its head?"

"Y-yes how do you know this?"

Boba promptly kicked the back door open and aimed his rifle out the back, "Because it's coming right at us."

A sound not unlike a science fiction machine could be heard powering up, then Boba then fired the rifle. As he did so, a large electric discharge was heard as a green flash filled the truck's compartment.

Itami stuck his head out his window and looked back at the convoy, sure enough, he saw it. An enormous red dragon had flown into the canyon. It's wing span was vast, large black horns adorned its head as it eyed the convoy with evil yellow eyes. Its body adorned in thick red scales.

Suddenly Itami heard Rory giggle, looking back into the troop compartment he saw why. Boba had begun to get into a pounce like position, his original weapon slung as he readied his strange weapon a second time.

"B-Boba what are you doing?!"

Boba merely turned his head around and lowered a strange black antenna over his visor. "Going to work, tell your men to pull around and draw its attention...I'll do the rest."

Meanwhile, Kurata looked through his rear view mirror at the scene, "Y-you're insane!"

Boba looked at the dragon and aimed his rifle, "No, I'm the best."

With that he jumped out and skidded along the ground, planting his boots firmly into the dirt. He slid for a few meters, let off another shot, and then promptly ignited his jetpack, flying towards the dragon.

Meanwhile, Rory giggled and blushed, "I must have him..."

The villagers cried out in terror as they tried to flee the beast, but it was all to no avail. Wagons and carriages were consumed in a fiery inferno wherever the dragon passed. Those were the lucky ones, anyone who had survived the initial onslaught found themselves lifted off the ground in its sword like maw.

Where were the men in green? Had they gone too far ahead?

Suddenly just as the dragon made another pass, it cried out in pain. A small green shimmer could be seen growing across its belly, tearing a huge hole open and revealing a small glimpse at the beast's inner workings. A large howl of agony filled the canyon as the dragon crashed into the ground, a large dust cloud kicking up as its wings flapped furiously. Meanwhile, the villagers watched in confusion, what could possibly hurt a flame dragon? A beast so rare it was thought to be a god itself.

Suddenly a child's voice cried out, "Look! It's the Sky Man! The Sky Man has come to our aid!"

Sure enough, the villagers saw him. Across the sky he flew, fire coming from his back as he sent magic at the downed beast.

Meanwhile, the dragon had risen, only to cry out in pain once more as two more wounds much like the first appeared on its chest. it let out a roar of challenge as it gathered its strength and stood tall, towering over the sky man.

The battle that followed would be passed down from generation to generation for years.

Boba landed on the ground and skid to a halt, giving his jetpack time to cool down. Meanwhile, he slung the disruptor, this particular magazine was only big enough for four shots. Those four shots would have been more than enough for any beast back in his universe, but apparently this dragon was made of much tougher stuff.

Unfortunately for the dragon, Boba still had plenty of tricks up his sleeve. Boba allowed the rifle to retract back into itself and promptly slung it. Unslinging his blaster, he stared up at the beast.

"You're going to make me rich!"

The dragon let loose a challenging roar and stomped its large feet. Meanwhile, Boba thumped his fist on his chest and let out a challenge of his own.

"Oya!"

Then the battle began in earnest. Letting loose a mighty roar, the dragon began to charge forward on all fours. Boba promptly reached into one his chest pouches and pulled out two small orbs. Activating his jetpack he flew back as he dropped them on the ground, they were timed proximity grenades. Modified to produce an extra powerful blast.

"Let's see what you think of these!"

As Boba took off further into the air, he watched as the dragon made it to his original spot. Just as it opened its mouth to let loose a fiery discharge, two large explosions rocked it off it's feet. It tripped and fell forward, its momentum sliding it across the dirt.

As it lay there for a moment Boba came down upon it, his jetpack guiding him to land atop its head.

"No time for resting, we're just getting started!"

Landing atop he began to open up with his blaster, pouring bolt after bolt into its large bony crest. That had been a small victory however, as he quickly learned that standard shots weren't going to pierce its hide.

Looks like you get the best then.

Boba had started to reach into one of his pouches when suddenly a large clawed hand coiled itself around him. Boba grunted in irritation as he felt himself get lifted into the air, meanwhile, the dragon began to stand tall and eyed him with hate filled eyes. For a moment, it seemed as though the battle was lost as the bounty hunter was brought to its open maw.

Then again, he always had another backup.

Quickly issuing voice commands to his helmet, he slaved targeting data to his jetpack's missile. In moments, a plume of thick gray smoke covered the bounty hunter as the missile flew towards its intended target, the beast's throat. Impacting the back wall of its esophagus, the beast coughed and sputtered in pain as it threw the bounty hunter to the ground.

Boba promptly twisted in the air and threw a flash grenade at the beast's face. Covering its eyes in pain the dragon staggered back, coughing and sputtering all the while.

"Wouldn't be the first time beast!"

Igniting his jetpack and engaging maximum thrust, he gained distance from the beast. Or rather what he thought was distance, a quick glance over his shoulder revealed that the dragon was gone. For a moment, Boba was confused.

Where did it?...Ah

Suddenly a dark shadow was cast over top of him, he didn't have to use his helmet's sensors to figure out what was going on. The dragon had taken off and had flown over him to cut off his escape.

This won't feel pleasant.

Then it promptly landed in front of Boba, kicking up a massive shockwave of dust that threw the bounty hunter back quite a ways. Boba's jetpack promptly shut off as he spun through the air. He went like this for a few seconds until he finally hit the ground, hard. Tumbling across the ground, he slid for a few meters until he finally came to a stop.

Had it not been for his armor and willpower, this would have been the end. Boba lay flat on the ground, a quick assessment had yielded bad news. His blaster and disruptor rifle had unslung themselves and had flown quite a ways behind him. This wouldn't have been too much of an issue if it weren't for the fact that the beast was rapidly gaining distance.

Boba slowly stood up and raised his gauntlet at the charging beast. After a series of commands, his wrist mounted rocket zipped off and slammed right into the beast's forehead.

"Catch!"

Its momentum thrown off, the dragon rocketed back in pain as it felt the solid bone from its skull exposed.

Now's my chance.

Using this opportunity, Boba took off into a dead sprint towards his fallen weapons. Meanwhile, the beast let loose a roar of fury, by now its honor had been sorely slandered by one man. It wanted to make him suffer the worst death possible.

Sliding across the ground, Boba promptly grabbed both his weapons and flew to the side just as the beast dove towards him. Gaining altitude and flying through the air, Boba readied his blaster and began to gain distance.

Where the hell are those cowardly troopers?!

As Boba flew backwards, he let off bolt after bolt into the pursuing dragon's opened weak spots. Though this had hurt it further, it did little to actually slow it down. Reaching into another one of his pouches he threw primed and threw a thermal detonator back at the beast, snapping its head back at the concussive force.

He needed to resupply and fast. To make matters worse, all the constant flying had been rapidly draining his fuel reserves. He needed to land, taking off towards the ground he finally saw the relief he needed. Three camouflaged trucks began to barrel towards him, as they got closer the largest of the threes' turret gunner began to let heavy solid rounds off at the dragon's eyes.

This had stunned it just long enough for Boba to further gain distance. Singling out Itami's truck, Boba dove towards it in hopes that Kurata would be wise enough to apply the brakes. Sure enough, he did and Boba promptly landed atop the vehicle, not wasting any time he promptly slammed on the top of the vehicle ordering Kurata to take off.

As the vehicle began to take off to join the others in the fight, Boba yelled down at a now firing Itami.

"Projectiles won't do the trick unless you aim for the eyes! You're going to need explosives, pass me my bag and I can end this!"

Itami merely yelled up at Boba, continuing to fire all the while.

"We know! The elf woke up and told me! One of my men is readying the Panzerfaust now!"

Oh so now we stake our claim in people just waking up from comas?

Boba shook his head, "No you fool, give me my gear and I can end this now!"

Sure enough, Boba saw a plume of smoke open up atop the larger vehicle's turret. Its gunner hefting a large rocket launcher of some sort, Boba already knew from the moment the vehicle had bucked into the air that the shot was going to be way off. Boba yelled at the other vehicle's gunner as he raised his fist in anger.

"Amateur!"

Boba watched as the rocket continued to fly off course, suddenly he heard a familiar giggle over the roar of the engine. Turning around, he watched as Rory flipped atop the truck alongside him. Throwing her massive halberd, it spun through the air and landed with a massive impact at the dragon's feet. The earth suddenly shifted and dropped the dragon deep into a crater, this had allowed the wayward rocket to score the desired hit.

Slamming into the dragon's left shoulder the rocket had completely sheared its arm completely off. The dragon roared once in pain and finally took off, departing into the sky. As the truck slowly came to a stop, Boba watched as the dragon flew off into the horizon. Though he was angered by the outcome, it had also been a good fight. Once again his reputation emerged unscathed.

Had Slave-1 been available to him, Boba would have continued the chase and had destroyed the beast in the skies. For now, he had to work with what he had, though.

Raising his free hand, Boba pointed at the dragon's ever shrinking form. "Until next time hut'uun. Next time I'll finish what I started."

Boba's moment of clarity was brief, however, as a pair of arms wrapped themselves around his neck.

"I was right in my assumptions about you, then again I'm never wrong about good warriors. You have caught Emroy's attention Boba, and that means you have caught mine...forever."

Boba promptly broke her grip, not turning to face her he began to clamber down the side of the truck.

"The only things I serve is myself, a client if I'm hired, and Mand'alor should the time arise. Your "god"'s attention doesn't pay my bills."

Rory giggled and folded her arms, "I love it when they play hard to get."

Meanwhile, Boba approached Itami's door and leaned against the side of it. As he did so, Itami took his helmet off and looked at the bounty hunter with a nervous smile.

"Well...that was, wow."

Boba scoffed and cradled his blaster, his Disruptor rifle hung loosely at his side. "Now you see why they call me the best, but that beast is still alive. Half dead doesn't cut it. In time I will find that creature and finish this fight. I always make my mark Itami. Always."

Boba proceeded to make his way towards the dragon's fallen arm, as he did so he heard Itami call out to him.

"Where are you going?!"

Boba stopped in his tracks and turned his head around, "To collect some trophies." and with that, he made his way off into the distance.

Unbeknownst to him, Itami's radio net had lit up. He had been the topic of discussion the entire fight.

"Did you see that?! He took that dragon on by himself!"

"H-He's a one man army."

"He's fucking awesome that's all I need to know. Goddamn, I'm glad he's on our side!"

Suddenly a chorus of chants began to grow near the caravans, it started faintly, at first, then it grew into a loud roar. Despite their losses, the villagers had begun to cheer.

"Praise be to the Sky Man! The dragon fighter! The man of the iron will!"

As Boba began to shed some of the scales off of the dragon's arm, he chuckled as he attached them to his cloak.

"Just doing my job."

Mandalorian Words and Their Translations:

Osik-Basically saying "shit".

Oya-Mean meanings, but usually can mean "Lets hunt". Always positive and triumphant

Hut'uun-Coward, very derogatory.

Mand'alor-Mandalore, the leader of the Mandalorians at a given time. Sole ruler

If I at ANY point mess a Mandlorian word up or misuse a piece of technology used by Boba. LET ME KNOW ASAP.

That been said, Boba is Boba. There'll be scenes where all he does is kick ass and there'll be scenes where the playing field is even, much like this one. I don't want him to be ultimate Gary Sue, but at the same time we're talking about a guy who once fought Darth Vader in the EU. The same guy who also tracked Mace Windu down and put up a very good fight. As such he still has a lot of staying power.