Review response section:

Jeagker - Thank you very much!

Mr. Bolkhovitin Thanks mate! However, I must warn you that this is something to be acustomed to with me at all times.

On top of that, I also need to alert you all that I am simply out of ideas to continue this fairly developed story and as distracted as ever by all other Fics I write (Or not) at this moment.

Which leads me to a conclusion...

We are entering the endgame of this story.

With this announced, let's head to the further journey of our mercenaries...


Narrator pow:

"A!" Soldier let out a high-putched cut-scream as he jumped behind a pillar of what seemed to be an underground tunnel.

"You cannot run forever..." Green-skinned Kyuzo said, pointing a crossbow towards him from afar while two Gamorrian guards rushed forward with halbardes in hand.

"I don't run!" Soldier laughed as he randomly shoot his rocket launcher at the ceeling. "I ROCKET JUMP!" He shouted, doing just taht and disappearing in a cloud of rusted smoke that slowly got spread out and got replaced by a late sunshine and what seemed to be an orbital bombardment.

"... Better hide..."


"BHAHAHA! We're gonna throw them off!" Scout laughed, pridely lying on top of the gunship and doing absolutely nothing as his task force began to move down whatever was inside the tunnels or under the desert sand.

"Hello again!" Soldier greeted him, landing just beside him with a light thud and white lining behind him to indicate just how fast he flew.

"What's up?" Scout asked quickly, used to his existance at this point.

"Just blowing shit's up, and you?" Soldier responded.

"Being an air taxi to roamers."

"Pfheeee!" he wheezed, grabbing himself by the grenades. "Still, we need to blow this up."

"By your command."

"Uh, oh." Scout gasped as the gunship made a sharp U-turn and began blasting down on the ground. "All units, engage at the sector D-Nine with explosives."

"Grab the popcorn, sellout." Soldier smiled, himself taking out a bag of Calamari chips. "This will be SO good..."


"One, two, three!" Demoman said, joyously placing stickies all over the exterior of the weird dome.

"Are you confident this will work?" Engineer asked, watching from small distance with concern.

"... No?" Spy responded in suggestive manner. "Then again, you should know already. You are the technician-"

"Engineer."

"Ergh... The man of technology. Don't you know what a bomb does?"

"Son, bomb has much more to it than explosion and property damage." Engie waved him off with a snarl. "And while I am focused on mechanical side of things, Demo is the ballistics guy. I don't get what he does, but I have reasons to believe he does." He paused, rising a beer in the right hand to a toast. "Can you say the same?"

"... Yes."

"Hmph, you can always tell a Texan." Engineer nodded with a smile. "Now then, where is Heavy?"

"IIIAAAAAAAAAA!"

"Loud as ever." He added, seeing the large teammate wrestling with a dozen of green pig-like humanoids.

"Come here babies! Hahaha!"

"Oh, mon dieu." Spy commented, seeing stretched out bodies flying up and down one after another. "At least he is amused."

"Alright lads! No more foolin' around." Demoman threw in as he walked away in between them and looked back at now completley blue and spiky side of the overly tall dome. "This will be good."

"... Alright." Spy responded, somehow still unconvinced.

"Alright then lads, KA-!"


"Wooow..." One B1 battle droid gasped, looking down at gigantic explosion on the planet below. "Our commanders have a field trip, don't they?"

"Sure they do, you know their attitudes." Second one responded. "Then again, we need to stay in place if something bad happened."

"What could possibly go wrong?" First one asked, just as his sensors began to pick up something. "Hmmm... That sounds awfullly lot like six lifeforms and a rock flying towards us." He said, turning around t face just that incoming towards his station. "... I don't get oiled enough for this..." He added with resignation before a sudden impact threw him off foot and deep inside the ship amidst twisting metals and screams.


"So unimportant I wouldn't write about it in a report." Battle droid said with a snort, watching the last of small corvettes falling down in pieces. "Now that I think about it, this was too easy."

"Agreed" Barriss nodded behind him, before turning to the command table and gaining a view of on-planet team. "Scout, Solider. How is it going?"

"So far so good. We are approaching the biggest palace in here." Scout responded.

"Thanks for space suppport! I almost died in that tunnel." Soldier added in his usual mannerism.

"Glad to hear it." Barriss smiled. "Continue with the operantion and speak up whenever you need help. Our reserves are strong enough to hold on here for long time."

"Will do, thanks love!" Scout winked before the transmission ended.

"Whoa, I'm amazed it didn't affect him on the job." A B2 battle droid commented from the side. "No offense."

"None taken." Barriss frowned with amusement. "Besides, for all annoyance that he is keeping him in check is easy if you know what you're doing."

"I guess he's a headless horseman." The droid nodded, cocking up his blaster arm. "Either way, we know for sure nothing can stop us as longas we are together."

"Good to know..."


"Hmmnmh?" Pyro asked, recieving a call on his holographic communicator.

"We have just discovered that Kaminoans are conspiring with Hutts against The CIS." The sturn tone of Dooku said, before his figure was replaced by the one of Maul.

"Leave NO one without a rainbow and soap bubbles... I can't believe you made me say this."

"Silence."

:Mh-Hmmph!" Masked maniac nodded as the contact ended and his covered eyes set on the blue planet in front of him. "Mh hmnnnmna amhm hylla!"

"What?!" One of droids at the control panels exclaimed, shocked by what he heard.

"Mhh hnna myhmpha amph phyma!" Pyromaniac continued, shaking his fist above the head while muffling.

"Roger, roger." all droids nodded in unision before getting to clickity-clack their way over all the panels and inform the others.

"Hm, hm hm hm!" Pyro clapped his hands like a fangirl before taking out his stock flamethrower and looking over it's polised front. "Nh hymla namph nylla..."

"Aaalll riiiiii..." One of the commander droids said, rising his arm straight into the air before lagging and cosequently crashing in a flurry of loud Windows sounds.

"... Hn-Hmmmn!" Pyro groaned, giving himself a slap on the face. "Hnne!"

"Fire!" Another droid relayed quickly. "No water unbubbled, so better aim well."


"Why the losing face?" Dooku asked, starring at Maul from a distance. "Had the present time give you electroconvulsive therapy again?"

"You are just... The most annoying." Maul groaned, curling up his legs in a corner of the room and tilting back and forth like a gremlin.

"... At least your insults became original." Bearded man nodded with a smile, before turning around and seeing bloody warp gate right before his face. "... Yes?"

"HELL-o." Red, heavly horned at the head figure in a business suit responded. "I hope I don't interrupt?"

"Not even an inch." Dooku assured him. "Since the actually equal war is basically over, I don't have much to worry about."

"Hmm... Fair enough." The red being nodded. "Either way, I wanted to tell you that Sidious is in my torture chamber. You know, in case you were intrested."

"... This liar is not of intrest to me." Dooku snorted shortly. "Feel free to keep him there."

"WHAT'S NEW?!" Angry, somewhat on show, shout sounded out from behind the demon.

"Ammount of flex tape you need after this one." Red entiny responded, summoning a golden pen in his hand. "Either way, recite some old Sith verses if you even need a deal." It added before the portal suddenly closed and vaporized in the air.

"... What a weirdo." Savage added, resting his hands on the hips.

"Aren't they all?" Dooku asked, somewhere jokingly.

"Hmm, I never thought of you as a funny person." Yellow Zabrak continued.

"Oh well." Dooku sighed with relief. "I am just letting myself go loose on the old age. No real masters, no real apprentists... Life just becomes easier when you don't have worries."

"Heheh, a true wisdom." Savage chuckled, walking over to Maul and grabbing him like a paddle. "Either way, I'm going to help the BLU Team with the green blobs on those sand spheres."

"Indeed you should." Dooku agreed. "Also, make a check on Kamino situation while traveling. Order inerpreatation can vary in case of Commander Pyro from what I can sense."

"Will do." Savage nodded, leaving the room with brother in tow and smirk on the face. "Ey, ready up the ships! We're goin' hunting!"