Subcontracting
"How do these people keep getting my number?" Jango said to himself aloud.
He had just finished a call with a dug by the name of Fernooda. Despite having been on Kamino for the majority of the past half a decade the man had somehow remembered the Jango from his bounty hunting days and had wanted him specifically for a job. That reeked of a trap or at the very least a suicide mission. It bore looking into.
"It's your own fault for not changing it," snarked MU-12
"Quiet you rust bucket," Jango grumbled at the – admittedly indispensable – housekeeping droid. "Call up Yalla, tell her I've got a job lined up if she's interested."
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"The Infant of Shaa?"
"You've heard of this thing." Jango saw the flash of recognition that passed over her face.
"Yes," Yalla answered and left it at that.
"Anything I should know about it?"
"No."
'A Force thing then,' noted Jango. Yalla for all her eccentricities only ever clammed up when it came to her homeworld or arcane Force lore. Desnos could coax the latter out of the self-proclaimed witch but no one could manage to get Yalla to speak of the former.
"Fine," said Jango, letting it go. "Do you have any questions?"
"How much am I getting paid?"
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The bladed edge of Yalla's glaive lay up against the neck of the woman that had snuck up behind her. She had her blaster pointed directed at the Dathomirian's head.
"It would appear you have me at a disadvantage," said Yalla. "You appear to have some inkling of my identity but I have no idea who you are."
"Zam Wesell," said the other woman with a flirty tilt of her head.
Wesell. The name was familiar to Yalla but where was it that she had heard it?
"There something wrong with my face?" Zam asked.
"Would you happen to be familiar with a man by the name of Jango Fett?"
"You know Jango?" Zam sounded pleasantly surprised. Of course that didn't stop her from keeping her blaster trained on Yalla's head.
"I would have to. He subcontracts his work out to me."
"And here I was looking forward to seeing him again. So, where do we go from here?"
Before either of the bounty hunters could take the first strike they were interrupted by the arrival of a giant arthropod.
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"You're not turning it in?" Zam asked in confusion. She had given up her claim on the Infant of Shaa as thanks after the other woman had saved her life from the supposed guardian of the Infant.
"This is a powerful artifact," said Yalla turning over the oddly shaped idol in her hands. "I can feel the Force radiating off of it. I doubt our employer was being truthful in claiming he was a simple art collector."
"Fernooda lied to us." Zam frowned before letting that drop with a shrug. "That's not that unusual in this line of work."
"The name Infant of Shaa is one that I have heard before in my travels," Yalla mused. Zam raised a skeptical brow and poked at the idol held in the other woman's hand who in turn raised a brow at her behavior. "What I have heard of it suggests it contains enough power to destroy an entire world."
"That's..." Zam froze.
"Impressive, yes."
"I was going to say insane." Zam crossed her arms. "There is no way that's true. But then that doesn't really matter as much as if Fernooda believes the Infant can be used as a weapon."
"Do not insult my prowess as a witch of Dathomir. The Infant is without a doubt an artifact of great power."
"Right. Shit. We can't let the dug get his hands on this."
"I am inclined to agree. The kind of Force disturbance this artifact would cause would be troublesome."
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Zam grimaced – not that anyone could normally tell while she was in her transitionary state – as her body painfully rearranged itself from looking like the dug that had hired her to her preferred human form.
"We were right," said Zam as she dressed herself, the clothes she had been wearing as a dug ill fitting her human form and having fallen off her. Out the corner of her eyes she caught Yalla watching. "Fernooda is working on behalf of Ashaar Khorda."
"I take it he is a rather infamous man of ill repute," said Yalla.
"He is."
"Wonderful!" Yalla declared. "That means he should have quite the bounty on his head."
Zam couldn't help but chuckle at her partner's enthusiasm.
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"I would entreat you to either hand over the artifact to myself or return it to the world you took it from."
A bounty hunter, a witch, and a Jedi. Zam knew there was some kind of joke here.
"And would we be paid for our good deed?" Yalla asked the Quermian Jedi Master that had somehow managed to track down the two of them.
"I see no reason why you shouldn't be for preventing a great tragedy," replied Master Yarael Poof.
The tension bled out of Yalla. She moved to rest her glaive on her shoulder. "Then I am happy to be a hero, Jedi."
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Yalla intercepted the blaster bolt with her Force empowered glaive. At the sight of the seemingly primitive weapon completely absorbing the shot Fernooda became wide eyed. Yalla smirked at the gobsmacked terrorist.
"Wha-how?!" the dug sputtered. He staggered backwards, so shocked that he forgot he could keep shooting at Yalla.
"The Force is a pathway to many abilities that many would consider impossible." Yalla dashed forward and slammed the butt of her glaive into Fernooda's chest.
The dug crumpled, still alive. There was no sense in killing him. Bounties for the dead paid less after all. On the other side of the room Zam had successfully stunned two other additional followers of the rogue Annoo-dat general while a third wearing heavy armor lay dead with smoking blaster wounds, their protection having negated the effects of stun blasts and necessitating the use of lethal shots.
The Jedi Master meanwhile had subdued Ashaar Khorda himself. With that the terrorist's plan to take revenge on the Republic had failed.
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Returning the Infant of Shaa to Seylott had been easier than either of the two bounty hunters had expected. They had been permitted to approach a larger monument that the locals referred to as the Mother and place the Infant there. Zam noticed Yalla was on alert the whole time – as if expecting some form of retribution – until they were back with their ships.
"It was a pleasure to work with you Zam," Yalla said.
"You weren't that bad either," Zam teased.
Yalla laughed. "It is a shame you like men. Until the next job."
"It's a date then."
Another omake, this time a retelling of an OTL event but with Yalla in place of Jango, with our witch helping Zam Wesell save Coruscant from annihilation.
Once more however things have diverged somewhat. Yalla being a witch was able to recognize the Infant of Shaa for what it was and rather than hand it over to the terrorists she and Zam started hunting them down. They were met and joined by Jedi Master Yarael Poof who managed to track the Infant with his senses, the bounty hunters having decided it was safest in their care.
With them not rushing to stop Ashaar Khorda the three were able to take their time and take down the general at their pleasure. Thanks to that Jedi Master Yarael Poof managed to survive the encounter but so did Ashaar Khorda. For now the latter is in custody but that may change if someone were to find his brand of anti-Republic sentiment useful.