Selvar accepted the data pad and again gracefully bowed “Thank you my Lord.” Still bowing she took a few slow steps backward before straightening out her posture and heading out of the chamber. Glancing down at the datapad her eyes lite up in glee. She had been given a chance to play. To show them her handy work in all its bloody glory.
Using the local network she began sifting all relevant information to be found on glitterstim as well as information on the Muun. Inside her mind the wheels began to turn, it was time to play. First thing was first she needed a new set of clothes.
That night she headed down into the underground of Novus Vires in a rather ratty attire she had 'liberated' from a now rotting bum. Most sith were far to prideful to ever stoop to wearing such attire. If anyone suspected her of anything, sith would be their last guess. Luckily seeing a rattataki in this part of town was not an uncommon sight.
Adopting slouching posture she wandered through the streets towards the shop, still mindful trying to keep out of sight. Slowly she lowered the mental blocks she used to safe guard her mind from invasion or attack. Filling her mind with one simple thought, one utter craving, glitterstim.
Inelegantly she wandered through the streets in the vicinity of the shop, twitching her head to the side every now and then. With a downtrodden look she ambled though the crowds waiting for a little mouse to take the bait. Takeing a break she leaned against a building near a back alley. She was shivering from a cold sweat. To simulate the withdrawal effects of glitterstim she had shot herself up with a variety of chemicals. There was no room for flaw in her charade. From the shadows a man placed his hand gently on Selvar's shoulder.
She jumped in fright, or at least she pretended to. It was not as if she didn't know he was there. She had rested there for this very “chance encounter”.
“Calm down there friend” The man stepped back into the shadows of the alley and beckoned Selvar to follow. He was a tall gangly looking twi'lek. “I overheard your plight”, as he spoke the word overheard he tapped his finger on his temple.
In a meek voice “you mean...” spoke Selvar as a sad smile crept along the edges of her lips.
Pulling out a small vial that appeared to be filled with dust the man said “Looking for some spice right?”
Selvar's eyes widening as she feebly reached out for the vial. The man snatched it back into his jacket pocket. “Fraid this my own stash, but I can show ya to a real fine man that can hook ya up if you like”
“Really! Would you really”
“Follow me”
The man lead Selvar through the back alleys towards the shop. Not that she didn't already know where it was but, she needed to scout the location. It was far less suspicious if someone else showed her the way.
The shop was in a dark alley off the beaten path. As they entered they were greeted by two large guards that looked to be human. Both heavily armed. Selvar also noted two auto turrets tracking their movements. Even with all her training a direct assault highly ill advisable. When the men saw the twi'lek they lowered their guard.
“Found another one eh Var” on of the men chuckled as he eyed Selvar closely up and down.
Patting Selvar on the shoulder “Ya, I thought Id help the poor girl out and introduce her to Mr. Mujo.”
“Understood, let me just check her out quick” the guard took out a tool and scanned Selvar for any weapons. She had expected this and brought none, so long as she had the force she would never be defenseless.
“She's clear”
Var looked up at the guards like a dog waiting for a cookie. You could almost imagine him with a tail wagging back and forth. It was a pathetic sight.
“Alright Alright” the second guard handed the twi'lek a small vial filled with glitterstim.
So he was payed in spice to find other glit-biters, interesting.
Var happily took his reward and left to find some back alley and shoot up no doubt.
Turing to Selvar, “Alright follow me through here” The guard lead Selvar to a small office in the back of a large storage room. He knocked on the door. In the storage room she saw several droids moving about sorting and unloading product. Each of the droids was armed.
From the office,“Come in, Come in”, the guard opened the door for Selvar. Jrune Mujo was sitting on the other side of a small desk talking on a communicator. He gestured for her to sit down in a wobbly chair in-front of the desk. The guard left the room but she could tell by his foot steps that he was waiting just out side the door. While she waited there patiently her eyes casually wandered around the room.
Talking into the communicator “Don't worry sweetie we can still go the play tomorrow”.
There was one camera in the corner of the room.
“What kind of father would I be I skipped out on my daughter after she came so far to see me”
Overall the room was rather barren with little of anything inside. On the desk lay a small datapad, in screen saver mode. The image displayed on it caught Selvar's attention. It was of a young muun girl.
“I'll have someone there to pick you up at seven. Yep. Ahhuh. Just wait in the lobby of the hotel, it was the Vack'latore right?. Okay. Love you too. Bye.” Mujo ended the call and turned to Selvar. “Sorry for the wait my little girl came out here to visit it me for my birthday, sucha sweetie. Now down to business.” He leaned forward clasping his hands together and resting his elbows on the desk. “Your here for some spice right, more specifically glitterstim I assume”. He pulled a small vial of spice from a desk drawer dangling it in-front of her.
Selvar eagerly nodded her head maintaining the glit-biter act, eyes fixated on the drug.
“Three thousand credits a tube, take it or leave it. Seeing as I'm the only supplier in Novus Vires I can assure you that you won't find a better price.”
“I cant afford that...”
“Well maybe I can cut you a deal introductory price per say” he leaned towards Selvar “How much do you have?”
“Four Hundred”
Mujo starred at her blankly for a moment, “Your kidding me” hollering to the man outside “Alec get this glit-bitter trash out of my office”
The man barged into the room and grabbed Selvar dragging her out of the room. “Waste of my time” she could hear the Muun mutter to himself as she was dragged out of the building and tossed into the street. Slowly she picked her self up shooting a look along the lines of 'I'm going to kill you' at the guard as she slowly hobbled away.
As soon as she was out of sight she dropped her drug addict act. She unconsciously spread a twisted and malevolent smile from ear to ear. As she slowly meandered to location she stashed her equipment she passed a metal barrel with a small fire inside used by a homeless man to stay warm. The man look up at her frighted as he saw her expression. With out even stopping she casually shoved the man face first into the barrel. He began to scream as the hot coals seared the flesh from is face. She didn't even stop to enjoy it nor look back as she had much to prepare before tomorrow night. It did make her feel a little better for the mortification she had just endured, but it was all preparation for her game. A game which had now begun.
Part II
In suite at the Vack'latore a young muun girl was dawning a elegant dress. Standing in-front a a full-size mirror she looked down at her self straightening out her attire where needed.
Ring Ring
Silently the window to here room crept open.
The muun answered the call via a small communicator. After a moment “Alright I'll be down in a few minutes”
Making one final check she did a quick graceful twirl in front of the mirror. As she did a reflection caught her eye. In a dark corner of the room she saw a set of eyes starring back into her own. She froze in place as she stared back into the eyes through the mirror. She could see pale lips pull back revealing a smile. The shadow in corner began to rise and the muun's heart stopped as she tried to dash towards the door. Tripping over her own high heeled shoes she fell face first unto the fluff carpet of the hotel floor. She tried to scream but nothing came out but a shallow gasp. As it felt like a pair of hands had locked themselves around her throat. Rolling over She could now see the shadow now standing over her. It was a women. She made a series of hand gestures as the muun continued to feel like she was being strangled. After a moment her world went black.
The muun felt something warm graze against her breast. It was more then just warm, as her senses returned. They returned violently as she tried to scream only to feel a obstruction in her mouth.
Selvar starred down at the muun lightly brushing the girl's breast with a glowing iron brand. The muun's eye's snapped open wide. Tears almost instantly ran down her face as she tried to scream in vain with a cloth gag in her mouth. Selvar slowly pressed the tip of the brand against the muun as the smell of burning flesh seared into both women's nostrils. The muun looked up-towards selvar pleading.
With a smile and a nod Selvar tossed the brand across the room pulled out a syringe and stabbed it into the girls wound. The Muun seized in pain as the thick needle pierced, stabbing through the burnt flesh. She could feel it as the needles contents forcibly made room for itself inside her breast. Then then after seconds she could feel nothing. Her entire left side went near instantly numb.
“Now be a good girl and don't scream unless you rather I make a matching hole on the other side”.
The girl nodded.
Selvar pulled the gag out of the girls mouth. She did as she was a told and remained silent.
Pulling out a small recorder “Don't worry this wont take long, I will tell you a few simple lines and I want you to to repeat them back into the recorder.” After a moment they had finished.
“Why”
Selvar turned to the girl with a confused look on her face “why what?”
Sobbing the girl shot Selvar a look of shear malice. “Why are you doing this to me!” practically shouting now “What did you kidnap me! Why are you hurting me like this! Why!”
Selvar quickly bent down and grasped the girl by the chin and whispered into her ear “I thought I said no shouting”. As she spoke those words she quickly shoved the gag back into the girls mouth. Balled her hand into a fist and, slammed it into the girl stomach.
“Ready to try cooperating again?”
The girl silently nodded.
“Excellent” Selvar exclaimed as she gleefully tapped her fingers together.
“As to the 'Why'. Why don't we just go ahead and ask your daddy”. Pulling the girls communicator out of her pocket Selvar searched through the contacts for Mujo's number. Taking a deep breath Selvar called the number and spoke in a voice like she had used when pretending to be a glit-bitter. “Mr. Mujo, I have something here you may be looking for.” Selvar handed the girl the communicator.
Part III
Mujo and his two guards pulled up to the old warehouse. Cautiously they drove inside. The guards got out of the car looking around the room. The automatic doors closed behind them. Both of the guards were well armed. The warehouse was large filled with an assortment of abandon crates. Turning the place into a labyrinth.
They signaled and gave the all clear to Mujo. Mujo then climbed out of car obviously rattled by the evenings events. He was dressed in his finest. An attire suiting the family plans Selvar ruined. Selvar her self was safety hiding in the dark scaffolding above the trio. She had to be careful. Luckily she had the element of surprise. The men below her still thought they were dealing with a random addict trying to pawn off free drugs.
Shouting out in no particular direction “Lets be done with this!, if you hurt her in anyway I'll”
Selvar cut him off with the warehouse speakers, to hide her location, “Show me the glitterstim”
“My daughter first!”
“Fine”
“Daddy? Please help me daddy!” the muun girls voice poured over the speakers pleading for help. The voice was brief sigh of relief to Mujo.
“The spice, show me the spice”
Mujo gestured to one of the guards. The man walked over to the back of their hovercar. As he opened the trunk he set his gun down. Not wasting the chance Selvar dove off the scaffolding while remotely killing the lights for the warehouse.
In less then a second after it went dark a bright neon green light illuminated the room for a fraction of a second. Something large fell to the floor with a thud. Mujo dove back into the hovercar slamming the door behind him. Commanding his vehicles A.I. to turn on the lights.
The headlights illuminated a corner of the room. The remaining guard dashed into the light taking a defensive position with his back to the crates. Taking a risk he bolted over towards the hovercar only to find the door was locked.
“Find my daughter! No one leaves her until she is safe and that bitch is dead!”
The guard punched the hovercar in frustration. Having little choice the guard dawned a pair of night vision goggles, and started his sweep. Mujo gulped as the man stepped out of the headlights into the shadows. Pleading he called out to his guard again “I don't care what you have to do, just please save my little girl”.
The guard wandered through the narrow cor-doors created by the containers. Gun out in front on full alert. He was frightened, trying to tell himself that the green light he saw was nothing more then blaster fire. He began to hear the pitter patter of little feet rooming around him. Yet when ever he turned to look their would be nothing their. Then he heard the giggling. It echoed around the room make it very difficult to tell little more then the general direction of its location. He trudged towards the source of the sound. Trying to follow it. As he could hear it slowly encircle around him.
The giggling and footsteps stopped. In turn he stopped in his tracks. Then he heard someone snicker behind him. Before he could turn around he felt his whole body seize up as a bright light protruded in front of him. Looking down with horror he could see the blade of a green lightsaber extending out of his chest. He managed one scream as his own crumpling figure fell forward. The lightsaber slicing up the middle as he did.
Mujo pressed himself against the back seat of the car. Drenched in sweat from fear. After that last scream he expected he was next. His eyes darted around out each of the windows looking for even the slightest movement in the shadows.
Thump
It sounded like something had just landed in the roof of the car. In a panic he opened fire with his small blaster turning the roof of his hovercar into a pin pincushion. He heard a scream and could see blood dripping down from the holes in the roof. He got her!
Mujo opened the door to scamper out of the car and gander a look at his assailant Make sure the deed was done. Just has he placed his first foot out the door he felt a needle prick the back of his neck and everything went black.
Mujo's head was pounding as he came too. He took in his surroundings and found he was tied up and restrained in a small chair. Before him was Selvar sitting anxiously at the edge of a table. She was wearing an all black attire of what appeared to be leather armor. He pale white skin was exposed in many places. Its revealing nature looked to be designed more in a need of functionality and ease of movement rather then sex appeal.
This attire confused him, just the day before she had stumbled into his office with the look of a glit-biter. Dressed in ratty rags that look to have never been washed. The women in-front of him looked completely competent and in charge. Wasn’t she supposed to be some random spicehead from the streets? Yet she easily dispatched both of his best men and kidnapped his daughter. These thoughts raced around in his head. Then as if she knew what he was thinking Selvar smiled and, lightly tapped on a object attached to her belt. He knew instantly what it was and suddenly everything began to add up.
“Sith bitch!” he screamed at he as he spit at her feet. The effort sent another round of throbbing pain in his head.
“Took you long enough, I though you would have pieced it together after I killed your first guard.”
“Whats this all about then! A sith wouldn’t go through all this trouble to get some drugs.”
“Your right I wouldn't, But the thing is this is all about the drugs. Glitterstim is illegal in Novus Vires. You should have known there would be repercussions.”.
“You cant possibly expect me to believe you went though all this to enforce the law. You more then likely have broken more laws then I have orchestrating this whole mess. So answer me why!”
Selvar tapped her fingers on her chin as though she was deep in thought “To set an example I suppose, or at least that's what I was planning to tell my superiors. In reality I suppose I was getting a bit bored and wanted to have a little fun.”
“Fun! Fun! All this for a little fun? Do you have any idea how hard I worked to establish my position in this city and you come here and try to ruin everything for a little fun!?”
Selvar grinned “In a way yes, but if there is one thing Id like to point out. Aren’t you forgetting something, or someone.”
The muun's face went pale “Where is she!”
“Don't worry you can see her soon, very soon. In fact I've only one little tiny little request to make and she will be all yours”
“Name it”
“I want you to give your suppliers and any partners a call, tell them the authorities are on to them and you would like to hold an emergency meeting to plan a course of action. Set the meeting for six hours from now at your little shop your storing the product at. Simple yes?”
Begrudgingly he replied “fine”.
Selvar untied one of his arms and handed him his own communicator she had stolen from the hovercar. After a few minutes he had made all the appropriate calls.
“There it's done. Now let me see my daughter, please”
“Good Good, alright, ready, here she is” with a warm smile Selvar grabbed a sack off the ground and lightly tossed its contents at Mujo, landing in his lap.
His eyes opened wide, his eyelids strained enough that they looked like they would tear. Aghast by what had fallen in his lap tears welled up and poured down his face. Laying in his lap was the severed head of his daughter. Rage quickly consumed him as he struggled against his restraints reaching out with his one free arm to try and strangle Selvar.
“YOU MONSTER YOU KILLED HER!! I”LL KILL YOU I SWEAR IT I'LL KILL YOU SITH BITCH!” roared Mujo.
Selvar began to laugh out loud as she walked over to him pinning is flailing arm down. She spun him around in the chair to face the opposite side of the room. Before him huddled up in a corner was the body of a young muun girl riddled with blaster fire. Selvar placed her hand on Mujo's shoulder and whispered gently into his ear “No, you did”
Pulling out a small recorder Selvar held it next to Mujo's ear, as he sat there in shock, as the reality of the situation hit him. Pressing a small button the recorder sprang to life playing its last message,
“Happy birthday daddy”
Swiftly and silently Selvar pulled out her lightsaber and beheaded Mujo.
Epilogue
Selvar gracefully entered the chamber seeking out Instructor Trihilus. Holding a sack she walked over to the instructor with a large beaming smile.
Setting the sack on the floor she knelt before Trihilus. “I have returned. All involved with the gliterstim trade in the city are now dead or soon will be. Mujo and both his guards are dead. Before I killed him I coerced him into luring his partners and suppliers into a trap which I used in-turn to incinerate them, the supply of drugs and, the shop itself. I did let one of his lackeys live to unknowingly continue distribution of the a small remaining supply of the drug. Drug which I had laced with poison. It is my intent that this poisoned spice will pick off number of glit-biters creating a panic. Which should cast a shadow over the drug trade as a whole in the city. Making it difficult for any future dealers to set up shop with a now paranoid consumer base. Also in time I assume the enraged glit-biters will take care of the lackey for us in retribution. As they will likely lay most of the blame for my actions at his feet.” gesturing towards the sack “If you require proof I have brought Mujo's head as a evidence. I do hope my actions have fulfilled your expectations, my Lord”.