Once again, Specter7 here. This chapter is short and sweet. Hope you like it, and...
May the Force be with you.
Kanan Jarrus knew he was in trouble when Vizago pulled out a gun.
"Whoa, there buddy," Kanan said, holding up his hands. "We're all friends here."
"Vizago has no friends!" the tall, black man spat in a heavy accent. "You cheat Vizago and now you pay!"
"Cheat?" Kanan exclaimed. "I would never cheat you. Can't you tell by the dark, sketchy-looking alley that I'm an honest and genuine man?"
"No jokes," Vizago growled. "You gave me bogus weapons and I pay you! They broke in one week and now I have angry clients."
Kanan faced a confused look. "'Bogus weapons?'"
"Bullets no fire from gun," Vizago explained angrily. "Now, you pay Vizago 10% more of what Vizago payed you."
Kanan sighed and shook his head. "I don't have the kind of money."
Vizago snarled and pressed the gun's point to Kanan's chest. "You pay!" he roared. "You pay or die!"
Suddenly, the phone in Kanan's pocket rang. Vizago's eyes darted to it and the brief distraction was all Kanan needed.
He immediately twisted and grabbed the gun, forcing it upwards and breaking it free of Vizago's grasp. Kanan dodged a punch from the dark-skinned man and kneed him in the stomach. After a kick, jab, and roundhouse, Vizago lay in the alley. Out cold.
Kanan straightened and ran a hand through his slick brown hair that was pulled back into a ponytail. He answered his still-ringing phone. "Hera?" he said with a smile. "Perfect timing."
"Hey, love," Hera's voice said through the phone. "Are you ready to go?"
"Ready when you are," Kanan answered while tossing the gun to Vizago's unconscious body.
"I'll pick you up," Hera decided. "Then we'll go. Where are you?"
"Well," Kanan began, "if you see an old, dark, abandoned, sketchy-looking alley, and you see an unconscious body with a guy walking away from it... Go ahead and stop; that'd be me."
"Kanan!" Hera's voice scolded. "You were weapons dealing again? You promised you stopped!"
"I did," Kanan said soothingly. "But Vizago realized I had sold him rigged weapons from awhile back. It was a close call but I'm okay."
"And how close was 'close?'"
"Uh... gunpoint close?"
"Kanan!"
He winced and turned on the charm. "Hera, I'm okay. Just come pick me up and we'll talk about it."
Kanan heard her sigh."Okay, love," she said over the phone.
"Lothal County, here we come."
I know, I know. It's really short. But don't you guys worry. I'll have another chapter by tomorrow (hint: It's Zeb's) Hope you liked it. Give me feedback! Specter7 out.