The Last Clan

The Huntress

12 BBY, Raxus

A rodian male cut through the city alleyways, attempting to find transport. The woman tailing him had no trouble following, as she ran overhead on the rooftops of different buildings. Money was one reason for her hunt. The other was far more important. The rodian made a turn onto a busy street and sprinted to a speeder bike. As he clutched the handles, he pressed some buttons to activate the machine. The bike lifted him up above the ground but as he tried to turn and ride off, the woman shot a cable out of her gauntlet, wrapping it tightly around his torso. She gave it a strong tug, and planted her boot on his chest after he fell.

The rodian scrambled on the ground, trying to get up. He looked at her face, only to see his reflection in the slit of her helmet's visor. "Please. I want to go home to my family", he screeched. "Without me, they will starve!"

"Family", the woman thought.

Her body remained still. But what terrified him was that there seemed to be an intense rage hidden behind her calmness and stillness. He was wrong though. Every time that word was said to her, it brought her pain. And so, she would silence him quickly.

"I only need to bring the client your body", she thought without an ounce of emotion. She drew a small blaster and fired a red bolt of energy into his face.

The woman pulled her cowl forward so it covered her helmet, before putting the rodians body on the very same speeder he tried to escape on. She rode it to her ship and payed the mechanic harboring it in his garage. The woman loaded the corpse and started her ship up before flying up into the sky and into space. She loaded in some coordinates and her ship went into hyperspace before slowing down near an asteroid belt. The woman docked with another ship and met a man in the middle. His name was Julben Mabakin, a famed contractor under Imperial Governor Price.

"Nabi. So nice to see you, my favorite huntress", he spoke with what sounded like genuine delight. "Is this the scoundrel that stole the plans?"

Nabi nodded and handed him a holo-device she had secure off the rodians body. It showed the plans for the Death Star. She handed him another device that would've led the rodian to a set location to meet with rebels. Nabi then made a gesture with her hands, expecting something in return.

"Ah yes, your payment", he said while sighing.

Julben handed her some credits as well as a holo-device with some coordinates.

"This is the planet where you may find more of your own. Be careful. The Imps have complete control of the space ports, as well as having numerous blockades. More troops were shipped out a few hours ago as well. I wish you luck and health," he said.

They nodded to each other before returning to their respective ships and separating. Nabi loaded in the coordinates from the device. After her ship entered hyperspace, she took her helmet off and proceeded to take a long nap.