A long time ago in a galaxy far, far away...
[A galaxy divided! Striking swiftly after the Battle of Geonosis, Count Dooku's droid army has seized control of the major hyperspace lanes, separating the Republic from the majority of its clone army. With few clones available, the Jedi generals cannot gain a foothold on the Outer Rim as more and more planets choose to join Dooku's Separatists. While the Jedi are occupied fighting a war, no one is left to keep the peace. Chaos and crime spread, and the innocent become victims in a lawless galaxy. However, as the Separatists broke away from the Republic, resource-rich worlds such as the planet of Christophsis was besieged, and the good people were helpless against the Droid Army, Separatist ships blockade the planet, trapping Senator Bail Organa and his relief effort, the blockade headed by the infamous Admiral Trench had halted any advances of Republic Forces. Desperate to aid the esteemed Senator, a Republic task force under the command of Jedi Knight Anakin Skywalker was able to break the impasse by taking down Admiral Trench and his Blockade. But as if to spite the Jedi's efforts, Crime lord Jabba the Hutt's son has been kidnapped by a rival band of pirates. Desperate to save his son, Jabba puts out a call for help—a call the Jedi are cautious to answer, but a certain Bounty Hunter isn't…]
A black haired red eyed teenager was lazily relaxing in the grandest of Custom made chairs to ever exist.
The youth in question wore a black hoodie with a leather jacket ontop, his eyes were as Crimson as the color of blood, but in this galaxy at times if a Human possessed such red colored eyes one would assume they were a Sith if only they had the additional side effects easily recognisable as the corrosion of the Dark Side's influence on the physical body.
But the youth had none of that, instead he was beyond the peak of Human anatomy and a Hybrid of multiple races as a result of his own experimentation on his own body.
Yes...this youth is Dante Argenti, a Reincarnated Human from another Reality entirely and a Bounty Hunter...one that has just received a transmission from someone if the beeping sound of the Navicomputer and the Communications Computer was of any indication.
Dante reached over, getting out of his relaxed position, to accept the transmission.
He simply covered his face by putting on a Fox mask he had off to the side, he always found Fox's in mythology to be very interesting and made this mask to help with some of his disguises.
One of which is for his Bounty Hunting profession as he had a number of masks he could wear, but his Bio-helmet was his pride and joy.
Everything he had, including his current clothing and said Fox Masks, were all made out of Pure Beskar.
While he was still able to use the effects of the KYBUR Crystal at the KYBUR Temple, he had ensured all his weapons, armour and clothing were made out of the Strongest materials he had at the time. Those being Pure Beskar and Ultrachrome.
The Atomic structure of the clothing he had on was made to imitate the incredibly durable Atoms of Pure Beskar, but without the weight, this had defied the laws of Science as nothing could be that Desne and durable but remained capable of weighing like regular cloth.
But that wasn't a problem for Dante with his knowledge of the 10th dimension of the universe he was currently in, and that being the Realm Between Shadows. A place where the Force makes all things lose sense and logic.
Dante using his connection to the Force, amplified by the KYBUR Crystal, had been able to understand mere fragments of what constitutes these higher Dimensional planes and laws of the Force. But that was as far as he had ever gotten and doubted that unless he himself set foot inside the Realm Between Shadows, the only place where Luke Skywalker had been able to kill Abeloth using the Blade of Mortis, he would never advance further in this field.
But what little he did understand had been used in every experiment, Creation and plan he had come up with until this very day.
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Dante reaching for the Trasmissions terminal, accepted it.
Before him was the grotesque form of a slug with an obese-Humanoid upper torso, no it was just a simple description of the monstrous abominations that is the Hutt race, to be specific the one before him was none other than the Crime Lord Jabba the Hutt and a member of the Hutt Council.
Beside Jabba was a silver CP-Unit, the same model of robots as C3PO, this CP-Unit was the assistant of Jabba...until he gets a new one that is
"Jabba, what do I owe the pleasure of such a personal transmission. Though I expect I wasn't the first one you called now was I?" I asked as I sat back to re-relax myself back in my seat made of Ultrachrome and exquisite fabrics with personalised seat padding to allow for 10,000% comfort.
"Greetings Bounty Hunter, Spectre. The Great Jabba has issued a request for aide to anyone that is able to provide information regarding the whereabouts of his missing son. The Great Jabba is willing to provide you and anyone that can perform this task or find his son and safely return his son to him." Jabba's Assistant spoke in its feminine plain voice.
'Ha, Hutt's and their reproduction cycles. Hutts can change their Genders if necessary to reproduce and when they do give birth they still retain their 'motherly' instincts making them go batshit insane if anything happens to their child until this period has expired. I could take advantage of this.'
"Very Well. I do know something regarding your son Jabba, but I need to come in person as this is private and confidential. Others could be listening in on me." I relied only to hear Jabba speak Huttese, I understood him as Huttese was one of the languages I had easily learned amongst the hundreds I now know.
"How soon can you get here?" Jabba's Assistant relayed Jabba's words in Galactic Standard, the 'English' equivalent for the entire Galaxy.
"In less than two hours." With that I cut the transmission.
I took one last look at the planet of Christophsis, my ship was invisible, as the Ruplic Fleet approached to send aide and help liberate the planet by deploying ground forces.
(A/n This as close to real travel distance using a Hyperdrive of 1.5 which Dante has for his ship. Vader's ship made it from Coruscant to the Both System in 16 hours using a class 1 Hyperdrive. I found a website that allows me to calculate travel time as I want it to be as accurate as possible for this story.)
With that done I set the coordinate for Tatooine and made the jump to Hyperspace.
In 1 hour and 37 minutes I had reached Tatooine and gone through landing procedure before I took a rented Speeder to Jabba's Palace. Sure no-one can take my actual Sparrow speeder, but fucking Jawa's always find a way and could just haul my Sparrow away, even if I did have Tracking Devices on it, it's just embarrassing and annoying to track it down and retrieve it.
Entering Jabba's Palace, which I intend to raid and take over one day, I was escorted to the main chamber and met with the grotesque abomination that is a Hutt.
Not only in appearance, but their very being is so evil and disgusting that Palpatine seemed nice in comparison with what he did when he conquered the Galaxy.
"Bounty Hunter, the Great Jabba has been waiting for you." The CP-UNIT said and waited for my response.
"Let's cut to the point shall we. Everyone in the room is to leave as this is private and there can be spies amongst those here. That includes you Protocol Droid. I know where your son Rotta is. If you don't agree to my term now I will leave and Rotta may be killed or worse by the very people that kidnapped him. Time is ticking away." I gave my Ultimatum.
I knew Jabba would agree since he had changed gender to be a female for over 50 years, so the hormonal urges of a 'mother' was still ingrained in him. Rotta the Hutt was only 10 Hutt years old as of now.
For a Hutt, they would be willing to abandon absolutely everything just for their child during this time frame.
Even Jabba himself is no exception and I could very easily hold Rotta at gun point in front of Jabba and demand him to give over his entire empire he has built for himself if I wanted to. But that would cause problems for me at the moment. I can just do it in a year's time once everything in the plot regarding the Hutt's is concluded. They may be weak and I could easily kill them all, but I would never be able to inherit a stable empire to rule over if I rushed things.
Only a handful of Jedi Masters can beat me even if I had my absurdly ridiculous armour, weapons and body modifications, I am not stupid enough to underestimate them.
Starkiller was amongst one of the strongest non-Cannon characters of the current era, and even he was so frightened of Yoda in the game novelisation that he ran from him and left the planet he was on as fast as possible.
The Force, if masteredby someone to a sufficient level, can bypass all defenses, namely 3 well known abilities. Darkshear also known as the Spear of Midnight Black, Force Storm and Shatterpoint.
There are more Force Abilities that can actually help my enemy overpower me, but these are the main ones I am most weary of, and my greatest adversaries I will eventually cross paths with all has these abilities or most of them at least.
Jabba didn't hesitate at my demands and everyone left the room on his order leaving only the two of us.
"I know where your son is. He is currently being held captive inside of a monastery. But you needn't worry, Rotta is safe especially since his kidnappers want to curry favour with you very soon." I refused to speak in Huttese, the language of these abominations, and spoke in Galactic Standard.
"You can try like many others, all it would do is be an annoyance to me. Anyway, I have not come her e to make eneimies with you but to cooperate in a mutual relationship going forward."
Jabba didn't say anything but simply waited to hear me out on my proposal.
"Rotta's kidnappers are the Separatists. Count Dooku had sent an assasin of his, Asajj Ventress, to kidnap your son. Then the Republic would help you in this matter regarding your son only so that they could frame the Jedi for the kidnapping, allowing Dooku to take full advantage of the situation and gain your favour and offer to traverse through Hutt Space for their War efforts. However, even knowing this I suggest that you font do anything yet, not until Rotta is safely returned, especially since there is someone far more powerful above Count Dooku who would destroy anyone that goes Counter to his plans of Galactic Domination."
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"As I said I want to have a beneficial relationship. I want a small territory to myself to have as a base of operations and a fall back point as my Head Quarters. I will ensure the that no one threatens Rotta or you ever again. That is what I want as of now, although I will add one more minor addition to the list after Rotta is safely returned to you, and once I spoke to some people I know."
<...Very Well Spectre. I agree to your terms, but should any harm come to Rotta I'll have your head.>
"Lovely, now if you don't mind I need to go ensure your son's safety."
With that said, I left Jabba's Palace to return to my ship, the Icarus, before departing to the Teth System where Jabba's Son was being held.
Meanwhile, at the same moment, a Ruplic transport ship was currently making its way to Christophsis with a 14 year old Togrutan girl on board.
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Sorry about the delay, I fell asleep during writing the chapter. As for update schedule, i will be taking an effort to making it daily at aroumd midnight UK timezone.
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