Star Wars - Hunters and Hunted

A blast from the past

Sometimes the stars align and sometimes they don't. For Kol Soreeta, they sure had seemed very much aligned for most of his life. Of course he had lost his parents, but he had avoided the suspicious accident that had taken their lives. Then he had providentially escaped an assassination attempt. And of course most 16-year olds wouldn't have survived more than a few days (if not hours) in the dangerous streets of Nar Shaddaa. But Kol was resourceful. Always had been. As the saying goes, the Shuura doesn't fall far from the tree.

This was supposed to be a routine visit to Nar Shaddaa after months of gambling throughout the Outer Rim. Everything changed the moment Kol saw that the door to his loft had been forced. Rushing in was certainly not the wisest move, but he just had to know. Inside, everything was trashed. As he ran to the bedroom, Kol felt a lump in his stomach. He had a bad feeling about this. And there it was. His safe, open. All of his reserve credits, gone. It could only mean one thing: Grabbo had somehow found out he was still alive. And had decided it was safer to come after him. Seriously? How much of a grudge can one hold?

It was time to get out of there. The place was probably tapped. Maybe there was still time to get back to his ship. There would be no coming back this time. Kol made a run to the docks. Too late. Grabbo's men had located his ship and were waiting for him at the docking bay. He was running out of options. Seeing more of Grabbo's men around the spaceport, Kol knew he was also running out of time. A departing freighter provided him with an auspicious respite. He sneaked on board as the loading ramp was closing, hoping the ship would take him to a place where he could weigh his options and get back on track. Based on the cargo, his streak of bad luck was not over. Weapons smugglers. They better not find out they had a stowaway.

Upon landing, Kol managed a discreet exit, only to find out that he was on Temlia. Not exactly the kind of place where he could start fresh. Too small, too quiet, too human. He couldn't get back on the smuggler's ship either. Too dangerous on its own right. And then there was the added risk that the smugglers could just be flying straight back to Nar Shaddaa. For perhaps the first time in his life, Kol wasn't ready to take a bet. This really didn't look good.



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