ODST (Halo)

Time is up

To those of you who were disappointed that I actually didn't post a chapter, (I actually deleted one) here's a new chapter for you. It's been a long while since I last updated so the style may have changed a little.

It's been several weeks since the assassination of the Chancellor, three weeks to be precise, and for the most part, things are like they've always been. The war raging on, the senate still bickering, and the Jedi still fighting. One noticeable development though was the complete removal of the inhibitor chips that was found to be in every clones head. Which was discovered by the Jedi after the Chancellor's death. Once found out they were heavily criticized and some senators are even proposing legislation to prevent further use of them, saying that our army may be clones, but they're still people.

The Jedi, as surprising as it was to everyone, decided to jump back into politics, fully supporting the bill still being worked on, along with many others. Some Jedi representing the council have already partaken in several debates on the floor of the senate regarding the election of a new chancellor. Though with the sudden interest in politics once again, it has raised many questions. Spanning wild rumors of a caudata to some wild and frankly stupid connections to the chancellor's recent death at the hands of the armored man. Though to the people who know what has encouraged the Jedi so much, it couldn't be a scarier thought.

_Rookie_

I stood at the back of the worn out and disgusting bar that just seemed to attract some of the universe's most unsavory individuals. Normally I wouldn't have a problem with this. but you can only sit and stare at a bar filled with fat and ugly criminals for so long, four hours to be exact. I'm supposed to be waiting for a bounty hunter, one that the captain thinks is getting a little too close to our operation.

He wants me to eliminate her, but if I can buy her out, or even distract her from looking any further, he said it would be good enough.

Though my window is closing, I can only stay here for another fifteen minutes or so, the bartender and a few others are starting to get suspicious.

"Who would have suspected you'd be hiding out here" a female Mandalorian said as she slid into the seat in front of me.

"Nobody" was all I said to her.

She hummed in amusement and laid her arms down on the table, staring directly into my own visor.

"So what stops me from telling the republic were you are" she inclined.

"Your death or money, one of the two, but I don't know which one yet" I said as I put my own hands on the table.

She chuckled behind her mask and tilted her head to the side, slowly reaching up and pulling off the helmet of hers. She had an almost brown skin tone that I can never quite remember the name for, kinda like an Islander back on earth. She had dark brown hair that reached down to her neck with many different color highlights.

"I wonder, what does the money incline, a favor?" she asked inquisitively.

I shook my head and slowly reached inside the duffle bag, pulling out a black briefcase with enough credits in it to buy a planet.

"We need an underground informant, and from what we've been able to dig up on you, you're the perfect candidate" I said with some fake enthusiasm before sliding the briefcase across the table over to her.

"We huh, I must be stumbling onto something big if you want me out of your way this bad" she said as her face light up as she flipped open the suitcase.

_four days ago_

"Sir, we got something on our scanners" said one of the officers from his post. It was a relatively quiet day in the bridge and I just got back from escorting Ahsoka back to her quarters after her lessons with the captain were done. Despite the impression the captain gives off he's one of Sangheilous most skill diplomates, a master of battle and peace.