Fett Bait (Page 1 of 4)

Name: Zylus Kra'noh
Species: Human, although tortured and mutated by Sith Alchemy when tested on by the Prophets of the Dark Side
Gender: Male
Affiliation: Empire (Emperor Palpatine was in league with the PDS, so i guess it makes him in league with the Empire)
Weapon: Lightsaber, but the blade is red
Appearance:

Sitting by himself in the Cantina, and noticing a Bounty Hunter walking in, Zylus continued to drink his Jawa Juice. He also sensed that someone was trying to leave the Cantina in a hurry, as if they clearly didn't want to be there.

Name: Ferla Hutton
Age: 30
Affiliation: Bounty Hunter, part-time spice deliverer.
Gender: Male
Appearance:

Anartment: Blaster pistol, armour, concussion grenades, vibro-ax and a toxic dart launcher

Ferla looked around. he sensed the assassin behind him. He look smell his fear and anger just by smelling his foul, stench. Ferla was wearing his armour, Mark V. He would be safe..........for now.

The Cantina played colourful tunes as the barmembers danced and talked. Ferla didn't care much for these sad loners....

He emptied his cup of Ithorian Liquor and stood up, going outside. A blaster shot was heard. He unclipped his pistol and stood beside some wrechage.

The Assassin made no move to cloak himself. He came out, carrying a man's severed head.

Disgusting thought Ferla.

When the Assassin was a good distance away, Ferla aimed his toxic dart launcher at the Assassin's head.

PeeeOw!

The dart shot out and landed in his fat neck. He coughed and stuttered before collapsing.

Ferla didn't care about the mess. He was too busy to care. He had to meet up with his friend, Xeldor before more Thugs armed him down.

He walked back towards his EFAV -9009 starship............

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Ferla looked around as some Sandtroopers asked him questions. He answered them quickly and got into the cockpit.

he switched on his voice-comm. " Hello? Who is this? "

" It's your old friend Ferla, Xeldor. I'm coming to talk to you. The Empire doesn't like old pirates like me.... "

he laughed. " Yeah, I have some spice for you. "

" Don't push your luck, Hunter! " Xeldor snapped.

" Haha! Okay, see you in a bit. " he replied

He switched it off and took the jump to hyperspace.............

Ferla got up. He put and set the course for Xeldor's planet by automatic pilot.

He pushed away his sleeping sack and duvet made from Jawa silk and made some food.

After he ate, he looked outside the cockpit window. YES! This was the correct way to Xeldor.

He checked his famous blaster pistol and it's blaster pack ammo. This pistol was from a Hunter he had killed years ago. It felt ancient in his hands as he twirled it around in his fingers. He was in for a surprise when he'd land.

A hell of a surprise.................

Ferla got out the Vessel and was to be met by a group of Bounty Hunter Guilds.

He was led towards Xeldor with blasters behind his back. Damn! he thought!

" Why? Why should I trust you? You betrayed me in the past Xeldor. "

" I came to make things right..."

Ferla unfurled his blaster pistol and set it on stun. He was going to shoot Xeldor for all the years he'd betrayed him for...........

( just say he's betrayed Ferla before )

Ferla cursed. Damn it! he thought. I knew Xeldor would betray me again!

Ferla got his other hand and shot down seven guards running in. They coughed and fell over. Then he noticed Xeldor with a sniper E-11.

Ferla blasted Xeldor three times in the armour. He was enjoying a fight. He had been itching for one!

................

" Haha! Sure you will Xel! "

" I will. I mean it Ferla. No matter how friendly we are with each other! "

Ferla snorted and Xel ( can I call you Xel? ) shot him with a stun blaster bolt.

" Arrgh! " Ferla shouted. " Stop it Xel! "

" Not until you join my band of rebels and mercenaries! "

" No, not yet. I don't trust you! You betrayed me and killed my father! "

( sheesh, take it easy. What is wrong with Xeldor. He is in a bad mood. He punches again and again and not normally.... )

Ferla got thrown in the street. He coughed and spat. Stuff Xeldor. He would find his own ship again and travel back to Tatooine.....

He saw his ship still there. Then suddenly, a few Assault vessel's swooped towards it and fired a few rounds of plasma fire.

BoooOOOOOOOoooooOOOOoooooOOOOOOoooOOOOoooOOOOMMMmmmm!!!!!!!!

It exploded!

damn! thought Ferla. That treacherous slime ball betrayed me once more. He smiled then. It looks like I'll have to kill my way through and steal me a ship.

He loaded his blaster pistol and walked towards some skiff guards. " There he is! Kill him! " They advanced on him with Vibro-ax's and swung through the air at him.

BoOlM! BoOim!! BOOIiiMMm!

He fired three shots at one of the four skiff guards. " Argh! " he choked, falling..........

BOIM! BOIM! BOIM! BOOOIII!!!! Another fell. He then switched to his throwing knives. He swung one at a skiff guard in the neck.

He screamed and fell.........

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One left..........

Ferla got out his vibro-ax and swung it at the guard. There was a ledge which dropped to a bottomless death of gas and cloud.

SwiPe! sWiPe! he swung it at the remaining skiff. He tottered and fell backwards.

A scream echoed through the cold, sharp air like ice. Then, nothing....

Ferla got a second blaster pistol and took a few concussion grenades and ammo pouches..........

I'm ready to take you on Xeldor!

He loaded and continued through the dangerous path of scummy water and slime dripping from pipes.

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Ferla saw him. The Bounty Hunter. He had a white cloth over his head and metal chest armour. " Dengar..... " muttered Ferla. " Hello old friend. " my said, creasing up behind his cloth meaning a smile. He had redish eyes and a metal arm.

" What have they done to you!!? " shouted Ferla.

" They have so-to-say, Upgraded me..... I have become stronger than you, my friend. Back off. I need to get to my bounty.......... " said Dengar.

" No! I shall take you on, Dengar! I know you will blab me out and then hunt me down! "

" Yes.... I shall....... " he said, raising his blaster rifle. A few quick zam shots flew out. They increased and turned a greenish purple.

A Plasma cannon!

ZaM! zAm! ZAM! zam!

Ferla dodged them and threw a knife at Dengar. He dodged it and blasted Ferla a couple of times in the arm and the knee.

Pain inflicted on Ferla. He cursed and sat there, pain paralyzing his ankles and elbows.

" Why Dengar? Why!!? What did I do to deserve this? "

" You deserve it, my friend.."  my smiled with evilness.

Ferla got his blaster out and shot Dengar in the back. A few more should to it! Dengar punched Ferla and took his blaster pistols.

Ferla spat at him and said he'd regret it.

Someday though, he'd save Boba Fett's life.......................

Xeldor walked through the crowded city, trying to avoid attention. It was a little hard, since he was wearing Clone and Mando armor, but Fett would probably not be around this part of the city. Xeldor was in the area that held the higher class, such as Mon Mothma, and the regional Governor. Xeldor turned his head, and saw Mandalorian armor.
"Not Fett..." Closer inspection showed that it wasn't Fett, but instead, another Mando trapped planet side. "Better hope he's friendly to vode..." One shout could either get Xeldor caught by Boba, or help to get away. "Black armor means justice, and there is no justice served when one Mando captures another...Ner vod!" The figure turned, and the way his blasters were holstered, reminded him of Jango Fett.

“Ner Vod!” came a voice over the crowded intersection. 

Ralin’s head jerked left in the direction of the sound, his right hand hidden from view and firmly gripping his heavy blaster.  The stranger was clad in a mix of Republic clone armor and Mandalorian Beskar’gam.  Despite the yell in the crowded place, Ralin noticed the man made his way carefully closer, sticking to crowds and walking in a distracted way that indicated he was watching much more then just where he was going.  And who might be hunting you?……I wonder

“Good to see a vod on this backwater world” the man said when he finally came close.  He cradled an E-11 in his both arms, finger caressing the trigger guard somewhat nervously.  His Mandalorian helm was old and scared; it had been passed down many generations…or had been claimed from a forgotten battlefield and sold to the highest bidder…

“You called me ‘ner vod,’” Ralin nearly growled.  “Are you Mando’ade?”

Name: Uriel Kreigan (Yeah yeah stole the 1st name from WH40k, and oblivion but whatever.))
Age:31
Gender:Male
Species:Firrerreo/human hybrid. Has the eyelids and canines.
Affiliation: Unknown

Weapons:Double bladed vibrostaff, force pike, Heavily modified HK-5897 Terentarek Disruptor pistol Shot capacity, 16 per clip (High power) 30 per clip (med power) 50 per clip. (stun) Many concealed vibroblades. Two low powered stun-only blasters on wrist mounted consoles, wristblades on each. Grapling hook on left wrist, datapad on right console (think predator for design)

Appearance: Tall, muscular with short blond hair and grey eyes. Wears Black and red Emperor's royal Guard armor, with a kama type thing. The jumpsuit kama and cape are red, armor is black, with an old republic emblem in silver on chest plate. Helmet: http://images.wikia.com/starwars/images … esgold.JPG but black metal tubes are silver and so is visor.

History:Uriel Was a former guard, but defected and is being pursued by the empire, when he isn't hired by them as a bounty hunter and mercenary.

Personality: Uriel is usually silent, leading many to believe that his throat was cut by another bounty hunter who pursued him for the empire. This is true, however there was little damage to the vocal cords and they were repaired. When he does speak his voice sounds similar to that of Jango Fett, however harsher and more raspy. He is quick to act. He tries to be prepared for a fight all the  time, and rarely lets his guard down.

Uriel walked through the streets of the city, the crowd eying him uneasily. They perhaps believed him to be a servant of the emperor, which he was not. he despised the emperor, believing him to be a horrid example of a leader, even for a sith, which he knew him to be. He did, however, hate the rebels even more. The Empire may be bad, killing entire worlds and species, but they were strong, perhaps if the current emperor was killed, it could be better. If the rebellion won the war and a new enemy emerged, they would not have the military might to defend their people.  At least the Empire could do that. He shrugged, and continued on. He was here on a bounty. One that Boba Fett was looking into, unlike Boba however his employer was not from the Empire. It was a man who had seemed to wish to speak with his target, rather then kill him. Odd.

After a while of pushing through the crowd, he saw something. His target perhaps? Speaking to another mandalorian warrior. No matter. He saw the target, and he approached. At a suitable range he put his blaster on stun and shot into the air, causing the civilians to panic. He aimed his gun towards the target. "Well I was under the assumption that you would be hard to catch. Remove all weapons from your person and come quietly. My client wants you alive."

"You mean the Empire?"

"No not at all Vython. If I was here for the Empire I would have shot you already. Now get to it."

The other mandalorian reached for something and Uriel raised the power to 'high', switching hands and pointing one of his wrist stunners at Xeldor. "Do you want to die Mando?" he hissed. " Live to fight another day and stay out of this."

((I have a bit of a plan for making this relevant to the plot, you may have to go with Uriel though...))