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The frieghter Calaxes floated through space, astroids floating by without danger. "Picking up the signal again, the target, 67231645-2367578"
"Roger, fly in low." the captain said, motioning for his navagator to do so. Their Yt-1300 moved past a preticularly large rock, littered with craters that could house any manner of creatures. As the Calaxes flew past the edge, and was met with a barage of turbolaser fire.
"Fierfeck!" The pilot shouted activating the deflector shields to save the ship from an untimely end. The shields, while strong, would be shorted out in moments, leaving the Calaxes with the sole option of fleeing. Its pilot, a Corelian man of much skill, pushed forward the throttle launching the vessel where their attackers would least expect them, right at it. "Star Destroyer!" he shouted spinning his craft.
"Make a Jump! To the Mandalore System!" the Captain ordered, panicking inwardly.
"Fuel cells are damaged, we'll have to ditch the cargo before we can make the jump!" The Co-pilot replied jetesoning the shipment of Illegil explosives and weapons.
"No! We have to make the drop!" The captain shouted drawing his blaster pistol and firing once through the co-pilots head. The bolt passed easily through the Zabrak's skull but continued into the panel that controlled the ships life support. The Pilot and Navigator paicked outwardly, attempting to move away from their now hostile employer. Several things happened at once; first the ships life support deactivated, stopping the flow of breathable gasses into the ship, second the crate of explosives was struck by the Star Destroyers weapons the resulting explosion rupturing the Calaxes' hull, and finally the ship, now as good as dead in space, made the jump to hyperspace.

The Star Destroyer, tagged 67231645-2367578, pressed forward, switching its ID tag back to its origonal. The loss of the weapon shipment, and the possible survival of the Calaxes' crew was not something its gunners looked forward to explaining to their supperiors, Emporer Palpatine was not known to put kind men in charge of his "projects". Tarkin landing his ship alone was evidence of that.

The Calaxes rocketed through space towards its destination, its atmosphere already lost, and its power cells draining further. Sub-sonic vibrations shook everything, bolted down or not, into the air, much of it falling out. Its power cells finally quit and it slowed to an almost complete stop at its destination. Near the edge of the Mandalore System, the gunship, Vengeful Fire, paused in its patrol to examine the ruined ship. "Looks like pirates." Saylo said before motioning on the viewscreen to the various score marks scattering the Calaxes' hull. "Heavy surbo lasers and a torpedo likely did it in. Orders?"
"I'll check it out, might find something of value, or prisoners." Zekke said standing up from his chair and placing one hand on the viewscreen.
"Watch out, Someone might get angry that we're stealing their kill." Saylo laughed and flipped several switches.

Zekke headed to the cargo hold and suited up. his armor, sealed to provide him with five minutes of oxygen, coupled with an oxygen tank, gave him fourty five minutes to do what he needed and leave. He picked up his blaster rifle, a weapon that once belonged to the 'blue guards' that once guarded the senate before be faded out in favor of the 'red guards' That where made so famous by their appearances alongside the emporer. The mandalorian picked up a jump pack and sealed off the cargo hold. He opened the hatch and jumped for the drifting pirate ship. He floated slightly off corse, then corrected his flight with the jump pack. he had timed the jump correctly, and twisted his body to glide into the puncture in the hull made by the explosion that had sent the crew to an early grave.

There ship, the TIE Crusor came slowly down onto Tatooine, and landed with a soft thud.
Xantos slowly steped off of his ship, with his HK-50 right behind him. "watch the ship." Xantos said, barly letting his voice go above a whisper. Xantos pulled out his speader bike, then he drove it out to the desert, and he made his was quickly to the sandcrawler that was a couple clicks south of the city. when he came close sevral jawas came out, youd think to great him. but it was just buisness. Xantos walked up to one, and started to speek. "So do you have it?" Xantos asked, then a jawa motioned for him to follow him into the Sand Crawler.

Xantos walked through the cramped corridors feeling a little bit Claustrophobic and admitingly, a little bit worried. For the fact that if what he was searching for wasnt here, his search would end in vain. Xantos followed the jawa through rooms cluttered with many droids and scrap metal. then the jawa led Xantos into a room, filled with scrap-metal. there was a little built in table suporting what Xantos knew as a treasure. it was a treasure without question. it was Mace Windu's lost light saber, made from the fabled Hurrikaine crystals. Xantos now had in his possesion an Electum lightsaber. Xantos's face lit up for the first time in many years. he was like a child at Cristmas that got a new toy, a new toy that was very Deadly.

Xantos made his way off the rusted sand-crawler. he got back to his speeder bike, reved it up, and he was off, sailing across the sand dunes. Most people didnt think much of Tatooine, but in all actuallity Xantos liked it. to him the never ending sea of sand was a bit soothing. but Xantos's plan of life had no lesuire in it for many years. Xantos's plan was to be heard forever in history. to be immortal. immortal not in life, but in everyones thoughts or actions, or even bed time stories. Xantos would settle for that, as long as somebody out there would settle for that. Xantos sped across those sand dunes with great speed, throttling his bike as fast as it could go, he'd stayed to long already. nothing was safe. nowhere for Xantos was safe. after what hed done to that imperial captain. Xantos knew, it was stupid, and recklass. but on another note, it was fun. Xantos liked pain. it also was very soothing. very comforting. "Pain is the breaking of the shell that encloses our understanding." Xantos wispered to the wind. Soon the city was in plain view. Xantos sped up to the gates, and was in just before dark, when they would be shut until morning. Xantos made his way over to the landing platoforms. "HK, im back." Xantos said into the com he had on his shoulder. soon the platform from his ship came down, then, Xantos was in. Finnaly back, and ready to go.

Zekke watched the ships logs from the past several months, basic stuff mostly. The more recent logs where a little more interesting. Smuggling powerful milaterry explosives to a remote drop point in an asteriod field, the crew was assualted by a star destroyer, while three others sat in wait. nearly a dozen interdicter class cruisers sat in wait around a massive contraption that the small imperial fleet had appearantly been protecting. 'This was information that certian people would pay highly for' Zekke thought pocketing the datapad ina a ouch and moving to leave the ship and its gruesome fate behind him.
"Zekke? Bad new, we have a Star Destroyer in the system."

Rejn blinked once, than twice."Sure" he got up and walked over to the large control room. He used his x-ray visor to see who was in the room. Three rebel gaurds, two scientists, and....two Clone ******** traitors* Rejn thought. Rejn smiled. He opened the door before anyone turned Rejn forced pused the clone troopers into two rebel gaurds. Then he threw his lightsaber into the last. One scientist tried to pull a blaster pistol on him. Rejn just forced pulled it away. Renj forced pushed the scientists heads into the wall. The bodies fell. Blood streaks led to their heads. "Flawless" Rejn walked over to the turrent and docking control pad. "Here..Here..and here. All security systems off"Rejn commed to Lucius.