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Ryan Archgana
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“Hey, mister.” A woman’s voice. Ryan did not bother to turn around. He was enjoying his ale too much. The woman took place on a bar stool next to him and ordered a drink for her and her dad. “Hey, you’re that..”
“I don’t do autographs.” Ryan said harsh.
“I’m not.. We, we need your help.”
Ryan looked at her with an uninterested expression on her voice. “What do you think I am community service?” He snapped at her. “Go find some jedi scum.”
“Please, you got to help us. Just let me explain..” The woman sounded desperate, Ryan looked at her he had to admit she was good looking, a natural red head, mid twenties, good figure.

I’m thirty six, single and male what should be the problem?

“Alright but let’s go somewhere more private.” Ryan finished his ale and followed them to a more secluded place in the corner, from where Ryan could see everyone coming and going.
“We are in trouble.” She started.

Aren’t we all?

“My father and I are traders, we deal in.. well exclusive items and we are forced to take every job we can get to make enough to maintain the ship and get something to eat.”
“Let me guess, your last deal went sour?” Ryan asked slightly interested because he wanted to see where this was going.
The old man sighed. “Yes, we’ve delivered a crate of crystals and went to a bit of struggle to get them in the first place. But they guy we delivered it to is not going to pay us for the job. He claims that his goods are damaged which they aren’t.”
“So you’re telling me because?” Ryan asked.
“We’ve seen you fight, in the arena. “ The woman explained. “If anyone could help us it is you.”
“How are you going to pay? You just explained you did not have much to spend.”
“There is another buyer interested; besides that guy must have the money around somewhere.”The father answered.
“Or he never had it in the first place.” Ryan replied skeptic. “How much are those crystals worth?” Ryan said and reached out with the force to plant the seed of trust in the woman’s head. The old man was a bit more on his guard and would require more work. “Around ten K, but our buyer is willing to pay twelve point five.”
Ryan nodded. “I get your crystals back; in return I am allowed to keep everything else I find when I break this guy’s bones. You will also take me aboard as a passenger and I will stick by your side until you are able to pay me five K deal?”
“Deal.” The woman said and reached out her hand.
“Wait!” Her father interrupted. “You can’t just invite everyone aboard we don’t know him.”
“We just hired him, dad.” The two started bickering with each other until Ryan had enough.
“Enough! You don’t know me and I don’t know you. You don’t know if I could be trusted and I can’t be sure that you are able to pay up. So final offer.” Ryan said looking at the old man.
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After a long discussion the old man agreed and Ryan was given the details of his target. The man Ryan was going to rob was a human named Dragor Terrius a rather unusual name for a human but so be it. Dragor was leading a small band of goons, small meant 5 to 12 guys. At least five of them would be protecting their base of operations.

When Ryan arrived he kept to a distance. “That’s the place?” He asked Xandra, the young woman who hired Ryan. Her father John had remained on his ship to make some repairs.
“Yes that is the place.” Xandra replied. “Are you sure you don’t want me to go with you?” Ryan looked at her. He could see hope written over her face, she was also holding her blaster. Being around Ryan made her feel confident it would be a shame if she ever found out his true intentions.
“Don’t worry about me, I’ll go in alone.”

Ryan maintained a steady pace as he approached the speeder workshop. It was a small speeder garage with a store room at the side. The place was covering as a front for Dragor’s operations. Ryan allowed the force to flow freely through his body; he was able to sense his surroundings and could feel the presence of multiple beings. One was working under a speeder which was raised with a speeder jack; Ryan pulled the thing away with the force trapping the mechanic underneath. “What you doin ere!” A Rodian in a blue overall said in his best Galactic basic.
“I’m here to rock!” Ryan shouted as he lifted the man into the air and slammed it against the wall. The Rodian released a little grunt and dropped unconscious. Ryan sliced the speeders with his lightsabers as he passed them on his way towards the back. He had to cut down two guards before he reached a door leading to a small office. Normally Ryan would use the force to blast the door away but this time he decided to kick it in just for fun. Dragor started shooting immediately; Ryan took cover behind the wall but couldn’t avoid bullets grazing his arm. In a flash he had seen three men; two of them were flipping the table. Ryan had little practice with blocking blaster fire especially from this close. No, blocking and redirecting blaster fire wasn’t going to do the trick. Ryan was trained to move in fast and heavy. He was trained to use shock tactics to surprise and overrun his foes. But there was nothing to shock them with. Ryan thought for a second and remembered the teachings of his parents. Ryan had no grenades but he could trick them. A deactivated lightsaber might do the trick, especially when the metal hilt hits the floor. “Let’s see if your table is prepared for this!” Ryan shouted and threw his lightsaber into the room while standing with his back against the wall. The lightsaber bounced across the room making sort of the same sound when a grenade hits the floor.
“Grenade, take cover.” One of the three shouted. A grin formed on Ryan’s lips as he pulled his carbine out of his holster with a fluid motion. He stepped out of his cover facing directly into the room. The three were ducked behind the table and Ryan unleashed a powerful wave of kinetic ripples.

The table was hurled back into the room taking the three men with them. It shattered in pieces as it hit the wall. One of the three wasn’t very fortunate as a piece of wood had splintered and fractured his troth. The other one was just bruised and splintered and Dragor seemed to wear some light protection and remained largely unscathed. But they were all slightly confused and dazzled. “What happened?” One of them muttered.” Ryan reacted with a quick burst of fire into both associates of Dragor and held his carbine trimmed on Dragor’s head. “Don’t move a muscle.” Ryan said on a cold tone.
“Who are you..” Dragor muttered as he rubbed his head.
Ryan released a short burst just above his head. “I said don’t move!” With two steps Ryan had reached Dragor and slammed him in the head with the butt of his carbine. “Where are the crystals?”
“What crystals.” Dragor’s voice sounded desperate. Ryan raised his carbine again. “No wait, it’s in the safe.. The crystals are in the safe. Please don’t hurt me!”
“Open it.” Dargor stumbled towards the safe on hands and knees. He was afraid and he had all right to be. The safe was hidden behind a painting on the wall.

It’s always the painting.

Ryan noticed a small casket and a couple of credit chips as well. He hit Dragor at the back of his head knocking him unconscious and opened the casket. “Force crystals.” Ryan whispered. Some were imbued some weren’t and some were fake. There was one that radiated with immensely and Ryan felt immediately attracted to it. He turned the casket upside down and started nervously searching for the one. It was the largest of the lot and Ryan could feel its promise. The crystal was meant…
“What are you doing?” It was Xandra; she was standing in the opening staring at the mess.
“I dropped it and it fell open, Dragor must have broken the lock.”
“We must hurry, reinforcements are on the way.”
“Put those back into the casket, I’ll cover the way out.” Ryan said he grabbed his lightsaber from the ground and hurried out of the room. He had carefully slipped the large crystal into the pocket of his combat jacket. Fortunately they were gone before the reinforcements could arrive. “I saw one of them on a satellite phone, I shot him but he already managed to call for backup.” Xandra explained.
“Good work, I don’t see them yet. Call your father and make sure we’re good to go. I don’t want to stick around here any longer.”
15 minutes later, Ryan was comfortably resting in the co-pilot chair at the deck of a SoruSuub luxury yacht 5000. John just pushed them into hyperspace and Xandra called them to diner over the comlink. The morale was high, John was relieved to see his crystals returned and had high hopes for his new buyer. He knew that his new buyer would pay up with Ryan at his side and then he was finally able to pay of his debts.

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Ord Mantel, Dragor’s base of operations.
“You fool!” A tall man in dark robes grabbed Dragor at his shirt and pushed him against the wall. “I want my crystals!” The dark robed man shouted in Dragor’s face. The man dropped Dragor and took a step back. Dragor suddenly started to float and couldn’t breathe. Dragor’s associates the few who were still left raised their weapons but they were murdered by two other dark robbed man. From the corners of his eye Dragor could see that they too were holding lightsabers. “Ry..an..” Dragor tried to speak but it was difficult. “Archgan.” The dark robed man released his grip. Dragor needed a minute to regain his breath. “Ryan Archgana, he’s the one who got your crystals.”
“Where can I find him?” The dark robed man asked cold.
“No idea.” Dragor said.
The dark robed man reached out with the force and snapped Dragor’s neck. He and his associates turned around and left the place.
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Along the way they stopped at a space station for some fuel and supplies. It wasn’t the most hospitable station out there and the fact that it was filled with outlaw, scum and refugees didn’t do much good to its reputation either but to John it was home. “My faster used to take me to this place when I was still a kid. It isn’t much but the prices are great and the people are minding their own business.” John explained to Ryan.

My father took me out bounty hunting, with a great chance to die.

“I know the place.” Ryan replied casual.
“You do?” Xandra asked.
“I do.” Ryan nodded and towards the exit of the ship.

While John and Xandra were going to buy supplies Ryan decided to hit a cantina, sure he needed to protect them but these station had enough camera’s and security wandering around. They had a zero tolerance policy when it came to trouble. At the bar Ryan spotted a Rodian hunter, former Special Forces, former black ops and now he and his squad mates are working either as mercenaries or as bounty hunters whatever pays the most.

(To be continued.)
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