“I shit you not! He was flying in a purple haze, and erupting with lightning bolts from all extremity’s. If we hadn’t got the head’s up from those Trandoshan mercenaries we would have fallen prey to the same fate as the rest of the poor souls.” screamed a panicky cartel thug.

“Look Chea, if you don’t stop your nonsensical drivel I’ll end your life my self. Now Let’s get back to the prison ship” shot back the cartel gang’s under boss.

“I know when our escape pod was jettisoned the light show didn’t stop for a few parsecs… And if you call me Chea one more time i’ll put my vibrosword in your nutsack!”

The gang’s under boss stopped dead in his tracks, took an exaggerated turn, and dropped his jaw as he caught sight of a black-purple light saber blade sweep right through his partner. The kill happened so fast that he was unable to locate where the new found horror originated. The thugs torso was now detached from it’s legs, topped by face of horror pointed skyward, permanently bestowed to the makers.

The under boss’s panicky hands grasped for his trusty blaster. After fumbling around for a few seconds he mustered enough courage to verify he was unarmed. When he raised his eyes again he found an unfamiliar sight. His Czerka series 7 barrel, along with the other bits and pieces of his blaster were seemingly floating in the air directly in front of his face. An explosion of lightning ended the gangster’s fears, and he fell to the ground empty of life.

Mattman Starbanger’s black-purple blade zwooped back into it’s hilt, and he continued to move to the location described by his prey, “All too easy, nubs.” he croaked, and his smirk widened to that legendary ten-mile smile he was known for.

Meanwhile aboard the Black Talon, The Zergadins base of operations…

“I don’t know what the hit is exactly, they just said they need more detonation cord and thermal detonators,” gruffed Sussanah, as she carelessly threw the crate of high explosives into the transport. “With this many party favors there is no telling whats going to happen” explained the elegantly clad sniper.

“Sussanah, you ever wonder if there is more to this galaxy than destruction” questioned Chavala. Su quickly shot a gaze of disdain at Chavala and wondered if her heart was in the mission that was bestowed upon them.
“What are you getting at Chavala?”
“I’m just concerned that i’m destined to fulfill some epic role in this galaxy, and wasting my purity on these shenanigans isn’t getting me there.”
“You better lock it up Chavala, ‘The General’ will not stand for such mutiny. You better keep these delusions of grandeur to yourself.” Sussanah stressed, with a glare that was evident to the severity of Chavala’s treason.

Rucca entered the room reading her data pad, “You guys see the headlines?”

As usual, Su ignored Rucca and continued to do her job. Chavala rolled her eyes and turned her back to Rucca as she mumbled “It’s not a big deal.” Rucca, all too familiar with this reaction, shot a quick bolt of lightning at Chavala’s heavily woolen overcoat and singed the cuffs.
“You might change your tune when you realize Neph and Walt’s bounty’s have been claimed by Karagga’s Cousin, Corgez the Hutt. They are to be publicly executed in two hours to make an example of their misdeeds” Rucca explained.

“Misdeeds?” questioned Su. The three looked at each other as they began to piece together the puzzle.