Boba Fett Vs. Aurra Sing
By: JPence84

This is a story set after TPM. This story wasn't originally my idea, but I helped write, and it's so good that I think it should be submitted. And yeah, these characters are not mine, they belong to Lucas, etc.

Thanks go to: (These are their code names, BTW)

Boba Frett (it was HIS idea)
Mara Jade, Emperor's Hand
Shinobi-Wan Kenobi

Anyway, on with the story:

Chapter 1

There was nothing in the shadowy alley to suggest danger, but Aurra Sing knew better. This was Nar Shaddaa, after all, and one of the worst parts of the city to boot. Here, danger came in all shapes and sizes, and often went unseen--until it was too late.

Unconsciously, Aurra fingered her lightsaber. She really didn't want to be here, but a bounty was a bounty--and what a bounty this promised to be. Enough to put her well off for quite a while, and maybe pay back and old debt or two.

Still, she didn't plan on spending any more time than was strictly necessary.

As she peered through the shadows, she got a strange feeling in the back of her skull. Freezing in place, she heard a tiny scuffling sound--

Aurra Sing dropped to the filthy street, just in time to dodge the laser bolt aimed right at her head. Rolling quickly to her feet, she drew her lightsaber and held it at ready, breathing hard as she glared at her opponent.

"Well, well," she said with a toss of her dark ponytail. "Glad to see you, too." She raised the saber to a defensive position. "Always nice to see a familiar face."

Her attacker stepped forward, illuminated by the red glow of her saber. Even in the poor light, she could make out the shape of his armor. He raised his hand in a mock-friendly greeting--and fired another shot at Aurra from the blaster he held.

As she deflected the bolt, he nodded his helmet-clad head. She watched him warily as he stepped closer, seemed to consider her for a moment. Aurra stood still, ready for another attack. None came. After a moment, the man in armor spoke.

"Long time, no see, Sing," said Boba Fett, quite conversationally.

"Huh. You haven't even been in the business long, Fett...although your short career has been somewhat illustrious, what with your delivery of the Hutt's hard merchandise," Sing replied.

Fett stood still, unreadable behind the Mandalorian helmet, a part of his trademark green and white armor. "You aren't going to infringe on my hunt, I hope," he asked. When Boba Fett asked something, it always came out as a statement...flad and unemotional, and backed up by a confidence as sturdy as the ancient war-helmet that covered his unseen face. "I would hate to dispatch a competitor as capable as yourself...there are so few in our trade of any worth."

Sing laughed, and tossed her scarlet braid over her shoulder. "There's certainly few as bold or stupid as yourself. I've taken out Jedi, and have their lightsabers to prove it."

"I've little use for such antiquated vestiges of past times. My business is not personal. I merely do my job. And I've got a few Jedi as well. I keep the credits. They're memoirs enough."

"Yeah," snorted Sing contemptuously. "This coming from the man who collects Wookiee scalps. At least lightsabers have some uses--like slicing and dicing anyone who gets in my way."

"Strong words," commented Fett in that same flat tone, but there was a new menace to it. "I suppose you think you can back them up." He stepped forward--

Sing smiled, casually tightening her white-skinned hand. "Oh, I don't know..."

Fett stopped, put his hand to his throat. Aurra Sing squeezed her fingers tighter, and Boba Fett gasped for breath. With shaking hands, he raised his blaster and aimed at Sing's head.

Which was no longer there when he fired. But that was okay; he'd broken her concentration and was free from her Force grip. Gulping down air, he shot several more times. Each shot was deflected neatly by Sing's saber.

Suddenly, Sing charged him, taking him completely bu surprise. He grunted as he dodged her strikes, then twisted away from the crimson blade. Swinging around behind her, he grabbed her long red braid and pulled.

It worked--sort of. She did drop her saber, which disengaged, leaving them in total darkness. However, she managed to bring her legs around and trip him, knocking them both to the ground. Fett regained his balance; but by that time Sing had rolled away on her back. She stretched out her hand to summon her saber--

And cried out as Fett brought his foot down on her arm.

Aurra Sing looked up, the fear evident in her eyes. Fett's foot crunched down on her hand, nearly breaking the bones. She felt pain, of course, but even worse was the cold fear that blossomed in her gut. She looked around the dark alley, seeing if anyone could help her.

But they were alone.

Some bounty hunter I turned out to be, she thought. She had let her guard down for a few precious seconds, and now she was going to pay the ultimate price. Well, I'm not gonna make it easy for him. Maybe she could still retrieve her lighsaber. She looked up to face her adversary--and stared right into the barrel of his blaster rifle.

Boba Fett looked down at her, like he was the Devil himself, and although she couldn't see his face, Aurrag knew what he was thinking. This was going to be it. The final confrontation. They were going to see which was the best bounty hunter. Meaning that before the night was over, only one of them would be walking out of the alley alive.

A snarl escaped from her lips as she made eye contact with Fett's unreadable mask. Even if she could get her saber, Fett would only need to pull the trigger once, and that would be it. "You bastard," she hissed, her anger mixing in with her fear. "You're gonna regret that."

Imperturbed, Fett shook his head. "Sorry to do this, friend," he said, "but there's a big price on your head. The boss wants you dead."

"Boss?" she said. Could it be Jabba? But why would he want her dead? Aurra Sing was as good a bounty hunter as Fett was, and her ability to tap into the Force would be a useful ally. It just didn't make any sense.

Unless, of course, Fett was working for someone else. A thousand possibilities sprung to mind--Lady Valarian, the Republic, the Trade Federation--but none of them seemed likely. She took a deep breath, trying to control her shaking, and demanded, "Which boss?"

The bounty hunter paused, then shrugged. "You know, I never thought to ask his name." Then, before Sing could escape from his grip and roll away to safety, he pulled the trigger...


So--what happens next?

Boba Fett Vs. Aurra Sing
By: JPence84

...but nothing happened. Sing had channeled her fear and anger into dark Force power, and had rent the firing mechanism from its bearings in the split second before the warrior depressed the trigger.

"Wha--" was all Fett could get out before Sing used the Force push advantage, calling her lightsaber back yet again.

But Fett wasn't one for bumbling around, and recovered quickly. He detached a short-range thermal grenade and hurled it at Aurra Sing's feet, where she couldn't get with her glowing blade. She dove out of the way and rolled, dropping her weapon, but the edge of the heat field burned her arm, and she screamed like a wild beast in pain and outrage. The lightsaber, well within the field of destruction, became shrapnel as its power cell became superheated and exploded. A metal shard flew through the air, cutting into an unexpected Boba Fett's leg in a small area protected only by cloth, yeilding a grunt of pain from him.

Sing hit a remote device on her wrist, summoning her swoop, which was hidden in the shadows around the corner. Their rather noisy scuffle was starting to attract the local scum, and while she could waste them all without remorse, they could provide distractions and cover for her wily adversary. The vehicle came rushing in, and she jumped on it, shooting off into the dark recesses of the Hutt-controlled moon.

Fett watched her go. He could always catch up with her later...and he was quite reliable for finishing what he started. He ignored the pain from his leg, which was only a minor flesh wound, and started planning how he would capture his other bounty, the Gotal Kep Dikta, an illegal arms runner who'd stepped on too many toes for his own good. For arms to be illegal in Nar Shaddaa, they had to be quite...nasty...And the Gotal's empathic/telepathic abilities wouldn't help at all...

* * *

Aurra Sing pushed her swoop to the limit of its design, cursing at the top of her lungs at every turn. Pedestrians scattered like hens, and other vehicles screeched to halts. No one was stupid or suicidal enough to try and stop her. No one really cared; high-speed chases weren't exactly uncommon on Nar Shaddaa.

Well, then, thought Sing, that's one good thing about this scumpond.

Her train of thought was abruptly shattered when a cargo truck suddenly lumbered directly at her. "SHAVIT!" snarled Sing, swerving like a lunatic to avoid ramming into it.

She tore past, holding on for dear life and missing the truck by about ten centimeters. As she breathed a sigh of relief that she hadn't ended her life as a scarlet smear on the side of a delivery truck, she became aware of something.

Fett wasn't following her.

For the time being, that was good. But she knew Fett. There had to be a reason...

Sing smiled, a cold, animal baring of her teeth that wasn't really a smile at all. If Fett thought he was going to get his filthy hands on the Gotal, he had another thing coming. If Kep Dikta didn't kill him, Aurra would be quite happy to toast him herself. Fett may have dealt with Jedi, but she was willing to bet he's never dealt with a dark side adept like herself, and with the element of surprise on HER side...

One way or another, Fett was a dead man.

And as she sped through the shadows, Aurra Sing began to laugh.

She was going to enjoy this.

Boba Fett Vs. Aurra Sing
By: JPence84

"Must...reach...Dikta..!" Roolo panted, weaving his considerable bulk through the narrow back-alleys of Nar Shaddaa. Racing back to the stronghold put a strain on the overweight Rodian's heart, but the grip of terror he felt in his chest paled in contrast to the sheer shock of seeing not one, but TWO of the deadliest hunters in the galaxy here on Nar Shaddaa.

"Not here...not now!" gasped Roolo. "Not when we're so close! Not when we're almost finished! Kep will not be pleased!"

Skidding to a halt in front of an ordinary-looking door at the end of an ordinary-looking alley, Roolo's chubby fingers quickly punched the clearance code into the keypad lock upon the wall. The lock which, if not disarmed, would trigger strategically-placed blaster bolts to rain down upon any unwelcome intruder. With a high-pitched beep, the door slid open, and the Rodian, after glancing over both shoulders, rushed inside.

"Kep? Kep?? We've got trouble, boss!" Roolo squealed, as he made his way to the far end of the room--the room that contained the very special, very deadly "merchandise". Merchandise which, most likely, was the very reason that Fett and Sing were in the vicinity. Hardware like this was bound to attract attention, even before it was put to use.

Roolo continued to look over his shoulders, when suddenly a soft growl cut through the darkness. "Relax, Roolo m'boy. I've already heard about Nar Shaddaa's latest visitors. I suppose I should be flattered that both Fett and Sing are here. But you really can't blame them, can you?"

"But boss, this ruins everything! We didn't even have a chance to test the goods! And now the whole plan is up in smoke!"

"Nonsense, my unimaginative friend. The arrival of Fett and Sing have provided us with the PERFECT means of testing our precious inventory. I can think of no better way to demonstrate the value of our prizes than on the likes of those two hunters. Now relax, contact the rest of the conclave, and then help me begin the activation process."

The Rodian, still a bit nervous yet never daring to question his boss, strolled over to the confident Kep Dikta. The two smugglers unpacked the storage crates, working long into the night with their best technicians, assembling and re-constructing their latest shipment. Skeletal limbs joined with shining torsos, and Roolo shuddered as each long, gaunt, and narrow "head" was put into place.

Before this evening, Roolo and the rest of Nar Shaddaa's citizens had never had the opportunity to witness an Advanced Battle Droid prototype in action before. But he knew that by morning, the streets of Nar Shaddaa would be full of them.

And, he reasoned as he viewed the deadly droids, not even hunters such as Fett or Sing could defeat a prey such as this. Not when they were only two, and the self-repairing Advanced Battle Droids were practically legion.

* * *

Something stirred in the back of Aurra Sing's mind. Danger sense...

She risked a quick look over her shoulder, and was surprised to see two swoops tailing her. What could they possibly want?

In answer to her unspoken question, one of the riders lifted a rather nasty-looking weapon and sighted carefully.

Something told Sing it wasn't set on stun.

"Oh, SHAVIT!" she hissed, twisting her swoop into a reckless evasion course. Things keep getting better all the time, she reflected bitterly. But who were these people? What did they want from her?

"They don't look like the type to answer questions," Sing muttered to herself. Whatever they wanted, she had no doubts about their intent. They were here to kill her. Somehow, she had to lose them. But how?

There was only one answer. Grimly, Sing realized what she had to do. If she survived, she was probably going to regret this, but there were simply no other options.

She used her dark side powers to rip away the gun, which clattered to the ground, buying her some time. Still her pursuers pressed on, gaining on her by the second. They'd be on her in a matter of seconds. She had to act quickly.

Now! Sing executed a stomach-wrenching turn into a narrow alley, the two other swoops hot on her tail. She braced herself--

And at just the right moment, she jumped from her swoop.

Sing landed on her stomach. She rolled onto her back just in time to watch all three swoops crash into the alley's dead end.

They made a spectacular fireball, lighting up the gloom of the night with light and heat. Aurra Sing watched coldly for a moment, then looked away.

She was sore all over, but miraculously, nothing seemed to be broken. Some bruises and scrapes, and at least one nasty laceration, but nothing too serious. She stood, wincing slightly. Her left ankle hurt, but she could put weight on it. A miracle, indeed.

Limping slightly, she made her way to the wreck. She realized almost immediately that there was nothing to be salvaged, and the bodies of her pursuers were too charred to be recognizable. Nothing to be gained there.

Turning away, Sing assessed her situation. Not too good, she realized. Being on foot in Nar Shaddaa was bad enough, but now there were people after her. She wondered if these were employees of Boba Fett's mysterious "boss". If so, what had she done to anger whoever the "boss" was so much that he or she would go to such measures to have her killed?

Time to get out of here, she told herself fiercely. Whoever it is, you can be sure they sent backup.

Aurra Sing used the Force to suppress the pain in her ankle, then ran as fast as her legs would carrt her away from the crash site. She knew these alleys fairly well, and if all else failed, she could let the Force guide her back to her ship. But that was a last resort. She wasn't letting this bounty slip away from her, and she certainly wasn't letting Fett off the hook. She could still capture the Gotal--and make Fett very sorry he'd ever dared cross her.


Note--These ain't your average Battle Droids. Think of them as a small army of intelligent, armored IG-88s.

BTW, my e-mail address has also changed. If you want to reach me, my address is

Boba Fett Vs. Aurra Sing
By: JPence84

Chapter 4

"Yes," Kep hissed silently as he viewed the army of battle droids before him. He and Roolo had just finished putting together the last one, and now they were ready. Twelve of them in all, armed to the teeth.

Ready to kill.

They were a fearsome sight indeed. The Advanced Battle Droids had two blaster cannons attached to their forearms, with missile launchers mounted on their broad shoulders. In many ways, they closely resembled the Trade Federation battle droids.

But that was where the similarities ended. These robots had so many hidden weapons that made the TF droids seem as harmless as Toydarians. They stood well over eight-feet tall, larger than even a full-sized Wookiee. In the center of their metal chests, a stun ray was hidden beneath the layers of armor, with enough power to knock out a kaadu. The droids' silver-gray armor was made out of pure titanium, which would make it difficult to penetrate with a blaster.

Roolo stepped back into the shadows, obviously fearful of the assassins. Kep sighed in disgust, and reminded himself to get rid of the little pipsqueak soon.

Standing before the droids, he addressed them. "You all know what to do. There is a particular bounty hunter here on Nar Shaddaa, Aurra Sing. She could cause trouble to us. Find her immediately and kill her. It shouldn't be too difficult to find her. Bring her head to me when you're done. That is all."

With that, the droid army did an abrupt right-face and exited the building, moving quieter than their size suggested. As they left through the door in a single-file line, their jets fired up, and they sped out into the sky, beginning their mission.

With seconds, they were gone.

Another of Kep's smugglers, a Twi'lek named Zorin, stepped forth nervously. "Sir," he whispered, "if the rumors about Aurra Sing are true, she's able to use the Force. What if the droids find her, and she--"

"Oh, come on, don't start telling me about that Force nonsense," Kep snorted, disgusted with the fear his henchmen felt. "Force or no Force, she's no match for those droids. She may have eluded death time and time again. But when they find her, she's dead."

For the first time in years, Kep smiled.

* * *

Aurra Sing sat in a darkened corner of a local dive. She hadn't bothered to check the name. It would do.

She was nursing a lumin ale, with a hint of ryll mixed in. It tasted like refuse, but the soothing effects helped her use the Force to mend her wounds. They were minor, but would slow her down.

Sing hated using the light side of the Force. So weak...for old hermits and their naive Padawans...Still, she knew the detriment that not being in top form could be to one's existence. If she wanted to prolong her life, she would have to use ALL her skills--even those she detested.

An hour and two refills later, she flipped the barkeeper a few chits and strode out. She had some old contacts she needed to see, and some old debts to settle. Dikta could wait. He'd get his later. And he wouldn't care for it at all.

Boba Fett Vs. Aurra Sing
By: JPence84

Chapter 5

Aurra Sing slipped through the dark streets of Nar Shaddaa, trying to remain as inconspicuous as possible. She kept her lightsaber off so it wouldn't attract attention. The streets were mostly deserted, save for a couple of homeless people wandering the alleys, looking for scraps of food. Most people never went out at night, and it was a good thing.

As she took a shortcut through the alley, Aurra wondered how she was going to get back to her personal ship. Boba Fett may still be looking for her, and she kept recalling the early attempt on her life. Whoever this "boss" was, he sure wanted her dead. The question was, why?

Sing knew she was capable of holding her own against Fett. In fact, if she managed to catch him by surprise, that'd be the end of the little runt. But he was more than a worthy foe, and Aurra knew it was unwise to underestimate your opponent.

Aurra tried to keep her mind off it, but it just kept coming back. In the back of her mind, she could feel a slight tremor in the Force. It could be a danger sense, but there was nobody around except her.

Just as she turned a corner, a laser bolt exploded near her. Aurra cursed and rolled away from the small explosion, coming up on both feet. Before she could recover from her surprise, another bolt hit the pavement near her left leg. The bounty hunter took off running, her mind in a panic, and dove into one of the alley dumpsters.

Keeping the lid cracked up a bit, Aurra could make out a large, dark figure wandering the street. His back was turned to her, for he didn't see where she had gone.

Knowing this was her only chance, Aurra leaped out of the dumpster, ran at full speed toward her attacker, leaped into the air, and slammed her foot into the small of his back.

Then she fell on her rear.

The man hadn't even flinched from the attack. He turned to face her, and it was then that Aurra got a good look at his face. Not a man.

A droid.

Immediately, Aurra leaped to her feet and switched on her lightsaber. But before she could swing it, the droid grabbed her by the neck, lifted her into the air as if she weighed no more than a feather, and flung her against the wall. Aurra impacted the wall and hit the ground, stunned.

Come on, you idiot! her mind shouted. Get up! Dimly, she looked up to see the droid advancing toward her, its cannon aimed toward her heart.

Groaning in pain, Aurra staggered up, retrieved her lightsaber, and ran toward the attacker, yelling. The droid, undisturbed, waited calmly until she was upon him. His fist then hit her in the gut, knocking her back several feet.

Aurra laid on the ground, the wind knocked out of her. She felt a sudden urge to vomit, but she held it back. As she strained to breathe, she looked up to see the droid looming over her, as Boba Fett had done earlier.

"TARGET: AURRA SING," it said mechanically, its eyes glowing in the dark. "TARGET TERMINATED."

Boba Fett Vs. Aurra Sing
By: JPence84

Chapter 6

Aurra Sing let herself fall back to the ground, twisting her pain-wracked body in impossible contortions to dodge the laser fire. Every movemtn drained her already well-depleted energy. She knew she couldn't hold out much longer...

One of her mechanical assailants' shots came within a centimeter of her face. She felt its heat even as she snapped her head to the side. One thing was for sure, she didn't stand a chance on the ground. Somehow she had to get to her feet.

The opportunity presented itself a moment later, when the droid was briefly distracted by a noise in the next alley. Praying to whatever gods would listen, Sing dove between the droid's legs. Before it could react, she had rolled to her feet and retrieved her lightsaber. "Terminate this," she snarled defiantly as it turned, firing shots which were deflected easily by the crimson blade.

But after the first few moments, Sing felt herself beginning to tire. She had taken a bit too much, and it was beginning to show. The droid seemed very willing to "terminate this", and in her weakened state, Sing was struggling greatly. Sweat ran down her face, stinging her eyes. Even on her feet, she was losing, slowly but surely.

As it closed the distance, Sing put up a frantic defense, but it was not enough to stop the battle droid. It easily reached over and ripped away Sing's lightsaber, tossing it far into the filthy alley.

Aurra Sing shrank against the wall. She tried to push away the killing machine with the Force, but it was too large a task. The droid shrugged off her Force grip as well. Sighting carefully, it prepared to fire the final shot--

--and exploded in a brilliant fireball far brighter than the explosion of the swoops had been.

Sing turned away, shielding her eyes. When she looked back, all that was left of the warrior droid was a metal carcass. Dumbfounded, she stared at it. What sort of a weapon--?

Before she could even really react to her amazing luck, a figure walked noiselessly from the shadows. As she stepped into the dim light of the alley, Sing recognized the short, petite human female with short dark hair, olive skin, black eyes, a feral grin, and a very powerful plasma rifle. She rubbed her eyes, disbelieving.

"Yelagh Drin?"

The woman smiled wider, her face all the more grim and jaded. "Hello, Ms. Sing," she said, almost cheerfully. "I heard you were in town." She nodded towards the droid. "I see you're making lots of friends."

"Uh-huh," replied Sing, suddenly aware of how bad she hurt all over. She winced slightly.

Drin's smile faded. "Need a place to hide out? My haunt is just down the next street. You'll be safe there."

"And I should trust you why?" Sing asked with a note of cynical irony. Yelagh Drin and her went way back, and their history together wasn't always friendly. In fact, as rival hunters, this could be nothing more but a dirty trick to get her killed.

"Oh, come on, Aurra," said the human scornfully. "If I wanted you dead, I would have let that thing have you. If you must know, I'm in trouble here, and if you help me out, I'll help you."

Sing sighed. Well, she really didn't have many options, and she had ben trying to meet with Drin for a while. These weren't exactly optimum circumstances, but...

"Okay," said Aurra Sing. "But we're going to my ship, not your apartment."

"Always the insistant one," Drin remarked with a hint of a smile. "Okay. Deal. Now, let's get out of here before something else tries to kill you. I'd hate to be in its way."

The two bounty hunters ran into the night.

Boba Fett Vs. Aurra Sing
By: JPence84

Chapter 7

"So why was that big clunker after you?" Drin asked breathlessly as she and Aurra Sing sprinted through the dark alleyway, Aurra's lightsaber lighting the way. So far, they had encountered no further resistance. But Aurra knew in her gut that it wouldn't last for long.

"Don't have a clue," she said. "I was on my way back to my ship when it came out of nowhere and attacked me."

"I've never seen a droid like that before," Drin said, a hint of fear in her voice. "Do you think there's more of them?"

"Probably," Sing replied, wincing as she felt a stitch form in her side. She was in great physical shape, but it had been a while since she had sun this fast. "But I'm not gonna wait around to find out. Someone obviously wants me dead...and I'm gonna find that little bantha dung."

"Who?" the other woman asked.

"Fett," she hissed, muttering the words with contempt.

"You mean Boba Fett? That newcomer?" Drin asked dubiously. "Why would he want you dead?"

"What do you think, you lizard-monkey? I know it's him," Aurra said. "We had a little fight earlier. He told me that a certain boss wanted me dead, but he wouldn't tell me his name."

"Wait," Drin said, coming to a halt. Aurra slowed down and turned to face her, confused. "This boss--how big a price did he have on your head?"

Aurra shrugged. "You got me."

Drin looked uneasy as she said, "A few days ago, a holo-message was sent to me in my apartment. Someone offered me over five-hundred thousand credits if I could find you and turn you in."

That caught the bounty hunter's attention. "Who?" she snarled, her voice dripping with venom. "Who said that?"

"I don't know. I couldn't see the person's face. Only his voice."

"What did it sound like?"

"Deep...and evil. More so than anything I had ever heard in my life. I don't know who..."

"Wait a second," Aurra said, taking a step back from the human. "Did you take him up on his offer?"

"Of course not, you idiot," Drin said. "Think about it. If I had, you'd've been dead by now."

Aurra reached out with her mind and felt that Drin truly wasn't interested in the bounty. Shr relaxed considerably. "Okay, you're right. I'm sorry I jumped on you like that. Now let's just get out of here. This place gives me the creeps."

Drin laughed. "I never thought a tough-as-nails bounty hunter like you would be afraid of the dark."

Aurra glared at the woman. "You're pushing it, Drin..."

The Force suddenly screamed in her head, and Aurra shouted, "Duck!" and tackled Drin, knocking them both to the ground. A laser bolts burned into the concrete, right where they had been earlier.

Aurra looked up and froze. It was another droid. It focused its malevolent eyes on the bounty hunter. "TARGET FOUND. AURRA SING: SURRENDER IMMEDIATELY TO AVOID PAINFUL APPREHENSION PROCEDURES."

"To hell with that," Aurra growled, and rolled to her feet. Drin staggered up as well, and her eyes widened as she laid eyes on the droid.

Ignoring her companion, Aurra flicked on her saber and surged toward the droid, who slowly sauntered toward its target. Sing shrieked like a Gamorrean warrior about to go to battle with a rival tribe and flipped into the air. She brought both feet back and slammed them against the droid's chest.

As before, she fell back down.

The assassin stumbled back a few steps, surprised by her attack. It didn't last long, however. Even as Aurra Sing got back up, the droid reached forth, snatched her by the shoulders, and flipped her to the ground.

Aurra's back smashed into the hard duracrete, sending a wave of agony down her spine. She blacked out for a few seconds, and when she came to, the droid was bringing its foot up, ready to smash her face into the ground.

Aurra wisely rolled to the right, avoiding the blow. The droid's foot ended up putting a big dent through the ground.

"Yikes," she whispered, then got back up, more wary this time. The droid turned to face her, its hands balling into colossal fists. Aurra looked around for her lightsaber and saw it lying behind the droid's feet. She could never reach it in time.

Still, she wasn't going to go down fighting.

A flurry of shots splattered against the droid's armor, and Aurra turned to see Drin firing her plasma rifle at the attacker. Caught by surprise, the droid turned its attention toward the other woman. Taking advantage of the situation, Aurra strode forth, poised and ready to fight.

She threw her fist toward the droid's head, and the behemoth turned to confront her. It caught her blow in mid-air, grabbed the back of her neck, and lifted her up again. It raised the bounty hunter over its head and smashed her into the pavement.

Aurra gasped as the left side of her body hit the ground, a flash of pain exploding in her skull. Her ears rang. This isn't my lucky day, she thought bitterly.

Though hurt, she was also very mad. Tapping into the dark side, she was immediately on her feet and faced the droid, more determined than before to win. The attacker swung its fist toward her in a flash of speed. If it had connected, it would have completely smashed her skull.

Anticpating the blow, Aurra dodged it, and the droid put his fist through the wall of a building instead. With him caught off guard, Aurra stretched out her hand and beckoned her lightsaber back. It landed neatly in her hand, and Aurra grinned at her doomed opponent.

"Nighty night," she hissed, and landed the killing blow.

The droid didn't even have time to defend itself, and its head ended up getting sliced off by the Jedi weapon. The headless body tumbled to the ground, no longer able to function.

Aurra sighed in relief, and ran over to Drin. "Come on, let's go," she said, "before more of them arrive."


They were after him.

Never in his life had he met a foe as the one he faced now. Blaster bolts hit, burning through his armor and causing more pain than he had ever felt. A red bolt hit him in the leg, and for the first time in years, Fett cried out in agony...

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