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When they entered the atmosphere was the first time throughout this whole ordeal that Gorwooken started to feel safe. He strapped himself into his copilot's seat, and prepared for landing, and what lay beyond.

With the Paladin's retreat, Ferno now had nothing to occupy his talents. Heading through the massive doors, he witnessed Krayt, who concurrently spotted him. The two seemed to always hold some mental connection, because with Ferno's slight bow, and Krayt's slight nod of his head, the assassin left.

Heading out to the platforms, there was every indication that a rushed evactuation had taken place. Soon enough, Krayt would announce his ascendancy to the galaxy (or so Ferno assumed) and Ferno would have no need to worry, until targets that needed elimination came up.

In the lag time, however, the small medical world filled with jungles and ziggurats would be Ferno's prime destination. What was once home to the Imperial Biological Welfare Division, or more accurately, Biological Weapons Division, the beginning ingrediants to a project coded "Sunshriek" resided.

HM had called for Ferno's personal shuttle to be delivered the same time that Krayt had arrived. In the due time, the shuttle had arrived. No need for stealth, the shuttle needed not to worry about clearance or others. Ferno took the Lamba-class shuttle back up into orbit, and locked in the hyperspace coordinates.

With a simple pull of a lever, the shuttle launched into hyperspace.

As he stepped down from the ship, Gorwooken took in a deep breath of Kashyyyk's air, and shouted with joy. Home again! It wasn't home for him anymore, he thought sadly, but he was happy with the Starsingers. Looking to the rescued wookiees, he said "[Before you leave for your homes, please come with us to report to the Leader of Kashyyyk. We'd like to report your safe return, and ask him some questions.]" The other Wookiees nodded and stepped up to a platform on some vines, a lift leading up to the Leader's home Wroshyr tree, with the palace on top. Stepping on, he motioned for his non-wookiee friends to follow. "[Come on!]" He shouted almost playfully.

As soon as the whole party was on the lift, the vines began to turn, and the repulsorlifts on the bottom activated as well. Within a few minutes, Gorwooken, Freya, Rusty, Aurora, and the 12 Freed Wookiees stood before the Leader of the Wookiees, Attichituk. Attichituk, named after a great Wookiee leader from more than a century ago was a fair leader, known for becoming the leader of Kashyyyk at a very young age. He stood in his meeting hall, awaiting one of the newcomer's to speak.

"[I am Gorwooken. A native of Kashyyyk, and former Alliance captain.]" Gorwooken said, bowing deeply before the leader of his people. "[We have come here to return 12 captured wookiees from their Trandoshan Slavers, but we also have a request.]"

It was late in the evening when Nek's speeder returned to the Dead Space.

Two weeks earlier, the place would be busy. Now there wasnt a barfly to be found, thanks to the efforts of Gordo's thugs.
But even with dismal profits, the Corellians wouldnt sell. And Gordo was getting impatient.
And just when Nek thought he had the situation resolved, that street fighter showed up.

Nek wasnt a fool. Idiots dont make it high up in the ranks of the syndicate. And he had seen enough underground combat sports to recognize a fighter when he saw one.

Since this morning when he first rolled in, the brawler had situated himself outside the bar, seemingly with the intent to guard it.

His gamorreans would get creamed.

And rather than just send progressively tougher waves of henchman at him, nek figured it was time to n** this in the bud before it got out of hand.
He hired a Mando.

The Armored warrior sitting nect to nek glanced at the figure slumped against the cantina's storefront.

"That him? Doesnt look like much." He said in a flat, emotionless tone.

"He's good. Trust me." Nek remarked. "Take him out in a hurry. I want his death to send a mesage."

The mando grunted. "This is beneath me. I'm a warrior, not a leg breaker."

"You're being well payed for your time. Unless you want me to hire someone else and let it be known that a mando spaced out of a pud job."

The armored merc bristled noticibly and stepped out of the speeder. "Keep the engine running. This wont take long."

The Stormhawk came out of hypespace in the Bespin system.

"They'll probably see the ship on their sensors, but at least our presence over the planet won't spook the people." Vaan said as Ashe, Varl, Seifer, two Chiss troopers and two stormtroopers boarded the gunboat Homewrecker and set their course to Bespin.

A few days later on Wayland, when the naval yard was complete and being staffed with personel and droids, Elladan's intel officer came over some news. "Sir, there's some uproar going on at Bespin. Apparantly a Star Destroyer appeared there a few hours ago and has sent a party down."

"What's the relevance of this?" The Chiss asked, walking over.

"Well, Intel from Coruscunt denies anyone being sent to Bespin for any purpose. They just assumed the Stormhawk is on patrol and stopping to refuel."

Elladan's voice caught in his throat. Stormhawk? That was a Chiss Star Destroyer. Were they looking for him? Why? Should he try to make contact? Several questions buzzed through his mind.