Senali- The Hunt

[Jayden Korr]

The Hunt Begins- Senali

It had been about an hour since leaving Bakura when I arrived at Senali. I was here for a traitor named Aletran Lian, A contact that was once a part of my Espionage group on Mon Calimari when the Monali merc Group had control. The man had somehow had found one of the remaining Monali Mercs and was harboring him. I wanted to get the job done and soon so I immediately sped to the surface in an Alpha 3 Nimbus-class V-wing Mk. 2.

I knew he was in Ashtok but as I descended I saw the city and I hoped Lian was there... So I can kill him. I also saw two warships, a Venator and a Victory-class, along with what looked like a platoon of troops walking down one of the streets. I flew over the troops looking for a nearby landing pad that isn't to far fromLian's known hideout. It took only a few minutes to find a landing pad which appeared too be only Two Kilometers away from the known Hideout. when I landed I stepped out in my new armor painted Dark Gray with Red stripes on several parts of the body peices. I left the V-wing with Three weapon types, two M7 Caseless SMGs, an M6G Magnum and a BR55HB SR. The hunt is on.

[.:Mike:.]

"So you've only seen small skirmishes?" I asked Jillian as we walked along an over-pass meters above a platoon of my troops. We stopped and she stared at me with a slight tilt in her head; I was only half an inch taller than her yet a whole year older. Her cheeks filled with red, a visible blush as she tried to hide it by lowering her head some. A smile crept to my lips, and a small chuckle escaped my breath. She heard it and glared back up at me, pushing me to the edge of over-pass.

"Shut up! They may be small but they're still bloody!" All I could do was laugh. She acts so tough for such a fragile existance. She does have her fair share of scars as I do though - I'll give her that. Jillian saw my amusement at her gesture and decided to play upon it more. She pushed me harder into the railing until my back was slightly bent over it. I laughed openly and she couldn't hold back a small smile.

"Combat is combat I suppose, no matter how little or heavy. You won't freeze up later today will you?" She glared at me, trying to look angry but it didn't work. She burst into laughter shaking her head in a reply to my question. I kept a warm front but inside I grew grim. She's never experianced what I have. She's laughing at death, before she even knows what it looks like. Combat is combat, yeah, but heavy combat in large scale battles is worse than the knit-picking of small skirmishes.

At that moment, a strange looking ship screamed over our heads. My X-1 was immediately shouldered and I was crouched, aiming at the ship before it landed around the next bend on one of the three landing pads Ashtok had. Jillian's eyes were wide with excitement at my instant action of the situation. Only a true soldier would have those reflexes, and I was sure as hell a true soldier. She shouldered her rifle, which I had learned was actually a blaster rifle with immense power from an unknown source.

I pointed two fingers at her eyes and then sheathed my middle finger while twisting my wrist so that the index finger pointed at my rear-end; Watch My Ass. She glared, shaking her head slowly as if I had said something perverted. I realised my mistake and gave her the one finger salute. I began moving with Jillian close behind me. I peaked the corner into the landing pad, watching an armor clad man dismounting the ship.

I took a chance and walked out, lowering my rifle. I quickly flashed a hand movement to Jillian telling her to stay alert. My voice echoing in the landing chamber would distract the man from watching the signal. It was a soldier language. The language of silent death that would be common knowledge for anyone in special forces, or in my case, a military organization.

"Is there a problem, Sir?"

[Jayden Korr]

I was close to exiting the Landing pad when I heard a voice sending my hand to my M6G in case I needed to draw it.

Should there be? I said turning around with my hand over my Magnum. And cam to show the Symbol of ExOps in a Redish-orange on the right shoulder of my armor.

[.:Mike:.]

I was attracted to the symbol on his armor. It certainly gave him a certain aura but I'd rather have Trinity's old emblem on my shoulder than that one. I noticed his hand over one of his weapons as well. I raised my trigger hand, letting my X-1 swing to my body on it's sling. I meant it as a peace offering, meaning I meant no conflict. I didn't raise it all that much, only an inch or so off the weapon. To anyone else it'd be a mistake but to soldiers it was a way of showing peace.

"Only if you brought it with you. What do you need?"

[Jayden Korr]

I'm looking for an old assosicate during a war nearly twenty years ago against the Monali Merc group on Mon Calimari. He has a debt in need to be paid off for his... Espionage work. I said turning the Safety of the M6G Magnum on yet not removing my hand but my finger did not touch the Trigger.

[.:Mike:.]

"I'm sure my fine associate here, and I mean fine in both senses of the word, can help you out with finding this guy you're looking for." I raised my right hand, my firing hand, and motioned for Jillian to come over to me with my fingers. She hesitated a bit, looking at me as if I had six heads. She walked out though and stood beside me, facing the man. She was nervous, I could tell; she was closer than usual to me. I whispered in her ear. "Introduce yourself. I'm here if it goes to shit." My hand brushed her arm as it went back down to the handle of my X-1.

Jillian spoke up. "Who is it you're looking for, Sir?"

[Jayden Korr]

I'd be able to find him myself... And I never knew the Military here allowed children to work with them. I said knowing she was but a year young to get involved with military buisiness, unless she was Mandalorian, while the man she was beside looked of a young Soldier's age.

[.:Mike:.]

I bit back a laugh, letting only a small chuckle exit my lips. Jillian turned red, almost steaming from the ears. She opened her mouth to start bitching the armored man out and possibly worse. I took a small subtle action by putting my arm in front of her and over her rifle. I looked over at her as she turned and gave me a strange look which almost asked if I was serious or not. I laughed a bit before returning a statement to the man.

"In her defense, she's seen a lot more than other kids our age." There was a hidden statment in my speech. I said our age instead of her age. It was meant to show the man that I was just a year older than Jillian and had seen more than men in their 80's who had fought in several wars. "That symbol. What does it belong to?"

[Jayden Korr]

This symbol? It stands for my Company... ExOps, a Mercenary Corporation spread across nearly 30 worlds. I said in response to his question and looked at the girl drawing my M6G leveling it at her face seeing her flinch.

Now I must ask... How much death have you seen in your... Sixteen years of life? And you... You look like you have a Soldier's spirit... How much death have you seen in your seventeen years of life? I said to both the female and the male who were the only ones speaking.

[.:Mike:.]

Jillian flinched visibly. My arm pressed against her front, giving her reassurance. I stayed perfectly calm however. I looked over at Jillian and whispered encouragement to tell him. She looked at me, her large brown eyes showing fear. "I..I 've only been in a few small fights. Nothing big. There's always a lot of blood though." I nodded to her, a gesture saying she did well. I then turned to the man and stepped up and in front of Jillian.

"My father had me killing since I was three years old. When I was placed under his command as a mercinary for Hutts I saw a lot of innocent people die by my hands for years until we broke off and created our own thing. Killed our employer and had every fucking Hutt on Tatooine on our ass. We didn't run, let them come to us, and fought them outside of our stronghold. Lost two-hundred in one day and to top it off my father stayed behind and blew up the stronghold and himself along with a bunch of the shit heads that attacked us." I stared coldly at the man's visor where his eyes would be. I could make out Jillian staring in disbelief at me from the corner of my eye.

[Jayden Korr]

Try having the ability of killing Hundreds of Millions of people without flinching.... Without Hesitation.... Try watching millions of your brothers die in front of your Eyes.... Try Killing a Mentor who taught you everything you've ever learned about using a Blade... All the Arts of hand-to-hand combat. I've experienced all that and more in less than Forty years!! YET I'M STUCK LIKE THE WAY I AM FOR ETERNITY! THE SAME AGE.... EVERYTHING! I said starting to show a little impatience due to the speech so I started to calm myself.

i'm sorry about that.... I just am a little uneasy sharing the fact about being Immune to aging. I said before using another language.

A true warrior.... Is one trained from birth.* I said in Mando'a even after millenia without using it I spoke it perfectly.

*((Doro can you please edit the saying into Mando'a when you got the chance?))

[.:Mike:.]

When the man was done, I turned to Jillian. I gave her a cold stare without meaning to. My voice was even colder. "Get ready for the Op. I'll meet up with you later." Without waiting for a reply, I turned back to the man. Jillian lowered her head and walked away, visibly shaken. I wasn't thinking about her at the moment. I had understood his Mando'a. My father taught it me it when I was very young.

"And one who dies in the field of battle."

[Jayden Korr]

I'm glad someone understands the language of the Race of Warriors... I am one myself... The reason I said what I did was that I was born only fifteen years before the Mandalorian Wars. And I've fought in the Mando Wars as a Super Soldier, in the Jedi Civil War as a Merc, and in the true Sith conflict with Revan as a Jedi... And I killed revan on a world called Nar Shaluka. Because I was a force user the, Sith energy surrounding that world made me immune to aging for eternity. I said to the man.

I understand that you are a Merc.... And besides the kill count.... I said walking up to him without using a thretening gesture towards him. Are both Similar. I said giving him a Datachip.

If you ever wish to speak with me... Plug that into a Commlink and activate the commlink and you got a Direct line to me... I said leaving the Landing pad looking for Lian.

[.:Mike:.]

I take my leave.

[Jayden Korr]

About fifteen minutes after the interference of the man and Woman along with the troops following them I had got to Lian's hideout. It didn't take much to find a way into his hideout as he somehow left his door unlocked. Once entering I eventually found Aletran Lian sleeping on a bed along with the Monali Merc group survivor sleeping on the floor. Before they woke up I drew the M6G Magnum and shot both in the forehead.

After taking the shots I began a run for my fighter and jumped aboard taking off before anyone reacted or followed me in. Before anyone found out what had happened I had entered hyperspace for Bakura.