41 BBY

The year started off great. I finished settling into my most evolution. The Hydra actually made it easily for me to conjure Force Fire. Further enhanced my senses, tougher bones, skin, and overall increase in my physical attributes.

I even splice off a bit of the DNA to use on the Hellhounds. Now they can breath fire within some limits and have tucked away wings. They can't use them for that long though. They can only do short distance flight.

Now I find myself hired to hunt down the head of a freedom fighter group hiding out in the jungle terrain of the planet Ontotho. I love hunting in jungles.

The leader is a girl called Nerrari, of the Fylar. My employer does not know why, but they had managed to convince two Jedi that they are the good guys. How naive of the Jedi. Just because a group calls them Freedom Fighters, doesn't mean they are trustworthy.

I hope they are wise enough to stay out of my way if it comes to it. Jedi are rarely wise these days though. Master Eno Cordova and Padawan Cere Junda are the Jedi in question. My employer Dylanto Daa wants me to end this whole charade before any great losses are incurred.

I am now tree jumping in the Fylar territory. I already knew where their base camp is. I saw it from orbital scans and camera. I was about to be over their heads and be home before sundown.

After arriving at the base camp, I quickly got eyes on Nerrari. She was walking around with Padawan Cere Junda as if they were good friends. If her master was competent, she would be so close to her already.

Nerrari is a capable fighter, but nothing special. Her most dangerous trait is that she is a two-face. It was the Fylar that started aggression and conflict after all. Dylanto only wanted to create an archeological site around an old temple with his Daa Corporation. As he was hired to do so. Now the independent community of this part of the world is screaming, "They're taking our land", to the the wind. When they could've just taxed the site or something. They just had to be hard-headed asses. Nerrari being the one to spike the situation to conflict.

For proof of completion, I'll bring Mr. Daa her head. I'll melt the flesh off afterwards to get a clean skull.

I jump down into the camp and follow the two of them. The Padawan is oblivious to my presence. Even though I am not even bothering to hide myself in the Force. Just to test her out a bit. As for the master. Master Cordova is not in the base camp neither. He would probably be able to sense me. Alas, he isn't nearby.

Why they are still walking the dirt paths of the camp, I catch up to them. I reach out to grab the hair of Nerrari with my left hand. Then use my right wristblade to cleanly cut the neck off. Nerrari didn't even get a chance to fight back. Padawan Junda is shocked and hasn't even reacted. I am already moving out of the camp with the head in tow. Cere Junda didn't look away from the body until I was outside the camp already.

After a leisurely trip back to the Daa Corporation. I made my way to Mr. Daa's office. Within, Master Cordova was speaking with Dylanto Daa. The door to the room opened, but they didn see me walk in of course.

Then a head appears on his desk once I let go of it.

I report, "The Fylar leader, Nerrari, is dead. The bounty is complete. This concludes our business unless you need some similar work done."

Dylanto stammers, "Ah..um..hahum..yes, thank you. That will be all. I have no other jobs for you. You may take your...trophy. As agreed in the contract."

Master Cordovo interrupts, "You hired the Predator to take out Nerrari? Why would you resort to that?"

Mr. Daa sighs, "Without a capable leader, the fighters will fall apart under our droid forces. Then we get peace in the region, and maintain it. Nerrari was a radical and frankly, a terrorist. She needed to go. There was never a good reason for them to start such a conflict with us."

Master Cordova shakes his head, "There are other ways to peace that do not include death."

I laugh, "Master Cordova, the woman would have never relented. Death was the only for her. Unless you were willing to manipulate her mind?"

He frowns, "Jedi do not invade minds nor manipulate them. I...we, could have persuaded her through dialogue."

I scoff, "Bullshit, and Mr. Daa knew it. Now there is no more problem. Both of you have a nice day."

I lave the room hearing a, "wait", from Master Cordova.

I don't wait and keep moving. I am done with this planet for now. I think I will encounter this pair of Jedi again another time. 

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