Disclaimer: I do not own Star
Wars, or any of its properties ([Legends and Canon material alike]
the Characters, the Planets, events, ships, Gear, etc. Mentioned in
this story). All those belong to George Lucas, Lucasfilm, and Disney.
I do however own "Shadow Squad's" Commander Shadow, Spooks,
Umbra, Captain Gloom, and Shade, and The Rookie. This story is for
entertainment purposes only.
Note: This story is not
technically canon and is a work of FAN-FICTION, and was inspired by
my love for the Republic Commandos. After seeing Delta Squad's
brief appearance on the Clone Wars TV show, I wondered what a
marriage of Canon and Legends material would look like if the members
of Delta Squad showed up once again in the Canon universe. Thank you
and enjoy.
After a while,
Delta Squad decided it was time to return to their shuttle and walked
back towards the landing pad where the Attack shuttle was parked.
When the Squad
was five blocks from the landing pad, Boss noticed a Trandoshan
bounty hunter following a few feet behind them. As he looked around,
he noticed a Kyuzo bounty hunter wearing a large metallic hat
accompanied by his pet anooba approaching from their right side and a
C21-Highslinger droid approaching on their left.
"Turn here."
Boss said over the squad's private comm channel. "We're being
followed."
From his
position on the rooftop of a small nearby building, Boba Fett watched
the clones through the scope of his new EE-3 carbine rifle.
"Just a
little closer..." He whispered to himself as the four clone
commandos got closer in range of his blaster.
Suddenly, the
clones turned into an alleyway.
"They've
spotted us!" Boba growled angerly. "After them!"
The bounty
hunters on the ground followed Delta Squad into one of the other
marketplace districts. As the bounty hunters closed in from behind,
Latts Razzi stood in front of the clones, blocking their path.
"Leaving so
soon?" She asked, mockingly.
She was joined
by Boba Fett a moment later, landing beside her with the help of his
jetpack.
The bounty
hunters drew their weapons and pointed them at Delta Squad.
"Don't
move, Clones." Ordered Boba with a hint of disgust in his voice.
The clones
soon realized they were surrounded by the bounty hunters. They
quickly stood back-to-back, covering each other from all sides.
"How are we
doing this, Sir?" Asked Fixer over the private comm channel in his
helmet.
Boss looked
around and noticed a large group of unarmed civilians around their
location.
"I want
minimum civilian casualties. Understood?" Ordered Boss. The other
clones nodded.
Boss fired at
the Mandalorian bounty hunter in front of him. The bounty hunter
dodged quickly and was back on his feet in no time.
The
Blaster-fire caused a panic to break out among the civilians, who; as
soon as the fighting started; scrambled to find cover.
The clones
open fired on the rest of the bounty hunters.
Bossk and Embo
quickly jumped behind a market stall and used it for cover as they
returned fire.
Highsinger
began laying down heavy fire with his E-5C heavy blaster rifle.
Scorch quickly
flipped a nearby Black-Market dura-steel table onto its side;
knocking a wide variety of heavy blasters and ammunition crates (one
of which, contained four DC-17M ammo packs and a small bacta-patch)
atop it onto the floor; as the clones used it for cover, while the
team's demolition expert quickly filled his pack with the ammo
packs and the sealed bacta-parch that had spilled onto the floor.
"Take out
that droid, Delta-Seven!" Ordered Boss.
Sev noticed a
small speeder carrying several large old cruiser engines on the
trailer behind it flying over the market. Wasting no time, the
Commando fired at the trailer hitch, detaching the trailer and its
heavy cargo from the speeder.
The trailer
and its cargo came crashing down towards the market below; landing
hard on one of the droid's leg as it attempted to get away; the
heavy trailer pinning the droid's leg to the ground and knocked the
droid's heavy blaster rifle beyond the droid's reach.
"One down!"
Announced Sev to the rest of Delta Squad.
"Good work,
Delta-Seven!" Shouted Boss. "Keep up the assault!"
Embo tossed
his wide-brimmed metallic hat at Boss; knocking the clone's rifle
out of his hands. Seizing this opportunity with a swift, fluid
motion, Latts Razzi had the unarmed leader of Delta Squad wrapped in
her grappling boa.
Before the
bounty hunter could react, the Clone Commando activated the
retractable vibodagger in the knuckle plate of his armor which make
just enough space for him to slide one arm free from the grip of the
bounty hunter's whip-like weapon, before it had wrapped around his
arm completely. Using his free hand, Boss grabbed the taut end of
Latts Razzi's weapon and pulled with all his might.
The slim
bounty hunter, unable to compete with the strength of the clone, was
suddenly pulled off her feet; accidently letting go of the boa as she
fell forward and landed on her face.
Using this
small window to his advantage, Boss quickly unwrapped himself, and
dove towards his blaster, retrieving it in mid-roll as he seamlessly
recovered on his feet.
"Time to
move." Boss said.
The Commandos
followed their squad leader through a long, tight alleyway as they
made their escape.
After noticing
the fleeing targets, Boba activated his jetpack and attempted to
follow the clones until a blast from Delta Squad's sniper clipped
one of the thrusters of the Mandalorian's jetpack; the jetpack,
unable to support the young bounty hunter's weight with only one
thruster, suddenly shorted out, causing the bounty hunter to plummet
to the ground. Boba was back on his feet in seconds, and continued
his pursuit on foot.
In an attempt
to free itself, Highsinger used his built-in wrist-blaster to shoot
its pinned leg of its body as it crawled away from the fallen
trailer. Getting to its...foot, the droid found that it was
impossible to continue its pursuit on one leg.
The Kyuzo
bounty hunter barked an order in his native language to his pet
anooba, Marrok, while he fired at the escaping clones with his
bowcaster. Upon hearing the order, the anooba darted after the
fleeing targets.
The clones
rounded another corner and made a mad-dash for their shuttle on the
landing pad mere meters away.
Just as the
bounty hunters rounded the corner to continue their chase, they were
met by a squad of Coruscant Underworld Police that had arrived on the
scene to investigate the public disturbance.
"Halt!"
Ordered the Captain of the Underground Police.
Ignoring the
order, Bossk pointed his Relby-V10 mortar gun at the squad of
Underworld Police and fired a warning shot at their feet.
The officers
responded by firing at the approaching bounty hunters.
"Calling all
units. Suspects are armed and dangerous. Requesting backup at our
position."
"YOU
IDIOT!" Boba yelled to Bossk, firing at the Underworld Police as
the bounty hunters doubled back to find cover from the oncoming
blaster-fire. "YOU JUST HAD TO SHOOT AT THE UNDERWORLD POLICE!"
Boba looked up
just in time to see Delta Squad's Null-class Attack Shuttle take
off and disappear as it headed back to the upper levels of Coruscant.
"BACK TO THE
SHIP!" He shouted. "WE DON'T HAVE TIME TO DEAL WITH THESE
GUYS!"
A police
cruiser flew overhead, closing in on the bounty hunters' location.
"I've had
enough of these guys." Growled Bossk, aiming his mortar gun at the
oncoming police cruiser and firing at it.
"Taking heavy
fire!"
The blast hit
the police cruiser's rear engine, causing the speeder to lose
altitude.
"Mayday!
Mayday! We've been hit! Losing altitude! We're going dow--"
The police
cruiser crashed into the entry to the narrow alleyway, then exploded.
*BOOM!*
The
debris from the speeder plugged the alleyway and prevented the
remaining Underworld Police reinforcements from following the bounty
hunters.
Boba turned to
Bossk and without warning, punched the Trandoshan hard in the snout.
"What was
that?!" Shouted Boba. "That wasn't part of the plan! Now we
have to deal with those guys too!"
Boba punched
the Trandoshan again.
"'Try that
again and I'll--" growled Bossk angerly, making a move to grab
the young bounty hunter with his three-fingered, clawed hands, until
he felt the barrel of Boba's EE-3 carbine rifle press against his
throat.
"You'll
what? Kill me? I don't think that's going to work out for you."
Bossk realized
that the other bounty hunters were now pointing their weapons at him
too; even Highsinger who was leaning against Embo for support; was
pointing its arm blaster at him.
Understating
he was completely outgunned, the Trandoshan reluctantly let go of
Boba and stepped away. The other bounty hunters lowered their
weapons.
"That's
what I thought." Said Boba. Then turned to the other bounty
hunters. "Back to the ship. I've got a call to make."
Embo whistled,
recalling Marrok to him, as the bounty hunters hurried back to Slave
I.
Later on, Boba
contacted the newly appointed Emperor on Slave I's private
frequency. The hooded image of the Emperor appeared before the young
bounty hunter.
"You're
Majesty." He said nodding his head to the Emperor.
"You may
dispense with the pleasantries," Said the raspy voice of the
Emperor. "Did you locate the clone traitors?"
"We did."
Boba said hesitantly. "We traced the ship to a landing pad on the
lower levels. The Jedi had already fled before my team located the
targets. My team had the clones right where we wanted them, but we
lost the element of surprise and the targets got away."
"How
unfortunate..." Said the Emperor dryly. "It appears this business
transaction has proved unfruitful."
"We were
able to put a tracker on the ship, before we engaged the targets."
Continued Fett. "My team will be able to track Delta Squad's
location anywhere in the galaxy. We won't fail you again."
"I have
underestimated you..." The Emperor smiled wickedly. "However,
your services are no longer required."
"What?"
Said Boba, confused. "My team is tracking Delta Squad as we speak.
We can finish the job."
"That will
not be necessary. You will be paid for your trouble. You will provide
me with the current location of Delta Squad...And you will not
interfere with this search any longer."
"As you
wish." Boba said, transmitting the coordinates to the Emperor.
To be
Continued
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