posted on Dec, 10 2012 @ 12:20 PM
2. The Hunt
This planet was barren, Burma thought as he speeded across the terrain, past rocks and shrubs, over small dunes, there was nothing on his
thermal radar, save for a few small blips that werent his target, he set course to head north east where he saw Borrak's blip moving towards. The air
here had a yellowish tint, and it almost made the jagged peaks blend right in, almost to be missed, but the bounty hunter had sharp eyes that could
see past all that, years as a bounty hunter made him adapt to certain situations and this was no different. "Just another job, with more credits,
piece of cake", the bounty hunter thought to himself. While searching, the thought of failure snuck into his mind, if he failed this time, there
would be hell to pay, and the galaxy would be brought down upon him with furious anger. That Dar Yarel was odd, he'd never really seen him in person,
but when he spoke, it was in a venomous hiss, his face was always covered somehow and it gave Burma the creeps. He was just an unsettling creature to
potentially piss off, " I dont want that hound at my back." Burma thought as he shook away fear and doubt. Still nothing came up on his radar and it
was getting dark, he punched in the stealth-call code for the Minas, and waited to hear its silent hum as it landed close to him, this was the safest
place to sleep for the night.
3. A suprise in the night
Burma had an exhausting day, he had ate a ration and had only been sleeping about four hours when he was suddenly jerked awake.
BOOM! came a sound from outside and the whole ship rocked and vibrated violently, throwing stuff this way and that.
Burma got up and grabbed his PF-45 and went to the window, outside he saw the last flames lick away from a thermal grenade explosion, and in the last
seconds of dwindling light. saw a green reptilian scuttling away.
'BORAK!" He shouted, pushing the button on the cargo door all the while suiting up and getting the anti gravity cruiser out and on the sand, turned
on his thermal radar and clearly saw a large blip heading north
'Not this time", Burma said loudly to himself.
VVVVVVVVUUUMMEEE! the cruiser went as it speeded off into the night, desperatly trying to recover the ground made by Borak. Burma checked his radar,
the blip was getting closer it seemed, or no, had it stopped?
Burma couldnt tell but sped on. He looked where the blip was but now it was all but gone, "Where did he go?" Burma asked himself.
As he approached where the blip was he sped up, and out of no where, "BAM", he was knocked off his cruiser and rolling violently across the ground,
kicking up a huge cloud of dust. As he got up, dusting himself off and coughing out dirt, a laser blast narrowly missed him, "PEW PEW PEW!" Came
three more blasts, all very close to him. Burma unholstered his PF-45, and sent bolts of his own back the same way, he checked his thermal, the blip
was there by the outcove of rocks still. "Pew" came another bolt whizzing past Burma, he had to move, this position was totally open with no
protection, he began to move towards the outcove that Borak was, circling around wide coming in on his flank.