Star Wars: A New Adventure

Chapter 2

Oozma pulled the blaster out of his holster. He leaned up against a tree for camouflage. His pet ysalamir, Scaley, crawled up his arm. He raised the blaster, with this shot, he could get a major bounty. He was hired by a crime boss to shoot an dulok who would steal from his food. He was recruited fast, after all, his father is one of the greatest bounty hunters in the galaxy, Boba Fett. Being only fifteen, many didn't think that Oozma would be ready to be a big bounty hunter. He felt the scar on the right side of his forehead for luck. He jumped to the side and shot the blaster. He heard a scream. He walked over to where the dulok was. Oozma grinned and picked up the corpse of the shot dulok. He swung it over his shoulder and walked off.

"Nice shot kid."

Oozma froze. He slowly turned around. There, stood a humanoid with tan skin. He had a pair of horns on the side of his forehead pointing up and another pair on his cheeks facing down. His clothes were old, torn up robes. "Who are you?" Oozma asked.

"I see you have a ysalamir. Force-resistant, nice choice."

"You didn't answer my question," Oozma said, pointing his blaster at the humanoid.

"My name's Xenore," he said.

"What else?"

Xenore smiled. "That won't be necessary," he said, pointing to Oozma's blaster.

"Oh no, I'll keep it just in case." Xenore smiled again and waved his hand at the blaster. The blaster swung out of Oozma's hand. Oozma looked at the blaster laying on the ground. He looked back at Xenore.

"Like I said, that won't be necessary. Follow me," Xenore said as he turned around.

"Nah, I gotta deliver this dulok to a crime boss for my bounty. He's a big deal," Oozma said, trying to act cool and intimidate this other being.

Xenore faced Oozma back again. "Alright, I can follow you first."

"Oh, nah, it's okay."

Xenore chuckled. "You're a stubborn one aren't you, Oozma Fett?"

"How did you know my name?"

"Well, you're the son of the greatest bounty hunter of the galaxy right? But he didn't talk about you much did he?"

Oozma looked at the ground. "Yeah," he mumbled. His father never liked talking about him.

"Come with me Oozma," Xenore said. "You could learn the way of the Jedi with me."

Oozma looked up. "You're a Jedi. You're kind killed my grandpa!" Oozma ran towards Xenore, grabbing his second blaster.

Xenore waved his hand at Oozma's face. "You will come with me and learn the Jedi way."

"Hah, that won't work on me," Oozma said. "Scaley here creates the force-resistant bubble around both of us." He raised the blaster and started firing.

Xenore activated his green lightsaber and deflected the shots. "Oozma, last chance, let's go."