Take over of Fresia

A small shuttle lands on a landing pad on top of a high building, which belonged to a small company named after it’s owner Rac Fegal and no one was first going to believe the owner’s appearance. The landing ramp opened and a small figure known as a dug stepped down the ramp with it’s strong legs while the smaller hands were touching repeatedly the skin, that hanged from the Dugs skin. The dug was mad about what had just happened, his means of getting more land for his company on this island planet had failed. Rac wasn’t used to failure or negative comments and that made him angry so, that he was already planning more illegal ways to get what he had wanted. He walked in cursing to himself and pushed the elevator button with his small limb, that were considerably small compared to a human’s. There was a battle between companies independent rich buyers and the government on the planet for new space, which some people had. Rac had his eyes on a considerable deal for a while, but then the land owner had decided to get nosy and demand unfair amounts, which Rac couldn’t gather just like that. Soon as he had called few thugs or even bounty hunters, he would feel slightly happier of knowing that the land owner would be awaiting for a unpleasant chat with his friends. The owner might blaim him for hiring them, but there would be no solid evidence left behind and there never had been. Many eyes laid on him and his company, Rac didn’t like it, but there was no other choice and he got bombarded every week with some kind charges. He passed his secretary who yelled after him about some people who came by and asked for him, Rac didn’t bother cause he knew it would be some headless chicken offering something very unprofitable for Rac like smuggling.

Rac had many smuggling operations from planet to planet until someone got a trace and a rat got in his systems, they got one delivery before Rac realised the danger and shut them down. The trouble wasn’t really big cause there was no solid evidence and connections from anyone to him so from that on he didn’t dare to smuggle anything all tough it meant profits. He walked in his office and sat on his small chair, that rose up to the human stage and he took in his desk messages. Few reports, which he didn’t wish to read and few usual deals to be made, he sighed looking out onto a sky full of clouds.

"It`s going to rain..." Rac spoke to himself and took out his small drink glass. He filled it with a strong drink and took it all down at once, he was lucky to arrive few minutes before the rain. He hated the rain, he hated those who got in his way and tried to complicate his business, he wanted to crush these complicates beneath his heel. That seemed such a far away dream of getting rid of the bugs, that stood in the way of his business and company. Back on Tantooine he only had to call few thugs and the problem could be solved, but here there was a law and it`s upholders. They set new obstacles in his way and made him sacrifice a tear of blood with each obstacle, which made him wish that he had some sort of strength to takeover the hole planet. Then everything would be his, he would make the rules and he would be the one throwing the obstacles in the others way. He left his glass and the bottle on the desk when he lowered the chair, then he walked out of his office doors because he was tired of rotting in his office. He looked up to his secretary who was a young female human and then jumped up to the desk.

"Now...what were talking about some people asking me? What was their business with me?" Rac asked with a rude voice.

The secretary was used to these speeches and looked back answering" Yes.. some gentlemen asked for you and said, that their boss wanted to meet you and that`s it. They didn’t leave anything more specific."

Rac snorted loudly and jumped down from the desk. "Probably some gang or company, that try to become leech on my expense.." The secretary interrupted him.

"Don’t know....by their dressing and outlooks I could tell they were no thugs or original company representers as usual." Rac turned to look back with some interest and couldn’t keep touching his hanging skin in his jaw.

"What do you mean by their dressing and outlooks? What could make these so special?" Rac got new interest of the visitors, who certainly had interest for him.

The secretary continued to work, but continued the conversation" They wore black suits under some coats and had guns as protection, the guns most certainly weren’t from this planet or yours and they said that they would be back or their leader would drop by..."

Rac touched his jaw skin thinking quickly, if some bigger company was coming here and wanted him out of the way or his services because he was the biggest warfare producer on the hole planet. He flicked his eyes and turned away.

"Lead them to my office, if they return and this time call the security just to make sure, but don’t worry about me I’ll have few tricks for them, if their here to end my days...if they don’t show up.." He shrugged “I’ll be in my office eating my meal and reading what those boring geniuses have come up with this time… ”

Rac returned to his office and sat down at his chair, he ordered a meal into his office because he really hadn’t got a dining room and pondered about these strangers. The hutts or some other criminal organization to take him out to take over what he had worked for all of his life since his first own business on Tantoiine, which sold mechanics, space ship parts and all kind of droids. He sat there eating his meal and read the reports about the new prototypes of new models of weapons.

A small, smooth shaped shuttle began to glide quietly down towards the building owned by Rac Fegal. A single figure sat in the passenger section, reading over a datapad very calmly, understanding the Chairman's need for acquiring the services and allegiance of this Dug. The Union was very good at digging up dirt on people so if necessary, this man was ready to use extortion to ensure Rac's joining up. As he considered that with no emotion whatsoever, the cabin intercom chimed, informing him of his short arrival. With a hush, the shuttle touched down on the landing pad outside the upper levels. The black clad and armored man walked calmly down the ramp and spoke for the first time since he'd entered the shuttle to the guard outside.

"Take me to your employer."

Rac followed the shuttle landing from the security cameras and had allowed it to land out of pure curiosity, the black suited man got his thoughts running fast and he began running through his computer files, if he could recognize this man or the suit at least. His archives found nothing, nothing about the maker, possible place of production, but only the only thing he found out was what the suit was made out of. Being the first one to know more about the possible enemy or partner had the upper hand, but to Rac it felt that there was something more behind it and they watched him for a while. Of course that included digging up all the dirty stuff, but that was the way of the criminal underworld and extortions could be countered by eliminating the enemy for good, but first Rac wanted to see what sort of cards were these people or this man holding against him. Rac had enough worries on taking new lands and keeping the law enforcement off his back, but if the criminals started to work against him he would be doomed. He zoomed the monitor on his desk into the strangers face and began nervously rubbing his hanging jaw skin. He didn’t like the feeling on this man one bit, the mystery around the black suited men and no files about their suits even made Rac very cautious, but even more nervous. Meanwhile on the landing pad the stranger spoke as 4 guards surrounded him.

"Take me to your employer."

The guard leader opened the door after a small code and nodded inside for the stranger to move, the escort walked down the hallway towards Rac` s office while Rac himself flew around in his chair placing 1 new glass on the table and a new full bottle to show his generosity. Besides it would be rude, if he didn’t offer the man a drink. He flew comfortably to his place floating in the air behind his desk waiting for the man to appear out of the doors, the chair was made for him and was quite funny looking for humans, but for dug’s the chair was have been perfect. The guards escorted the man in and left leaving the stranger on the door leaving Rac staring at the man, he observed the man with a careful eye for weapons or the slightest moves. The Rac snorted and smiled offering a seat for the man by waving his hand slightly.

Rac poured a drink in his own glass and took it into his hand raising it “A drink?” Rac didn’t know how the man would react, but expected the man to straight to business, if he had any and stared at the man with a judging look. “Perhaps not….but tell me…why did you wish to see me?”

The man's single visible eye regarded Rac calmly, his face mask revealing nothing as he simply put his datapad aside and measured up the Dug. This creature seemed to understand very well that this man was here on a rather serious matter. He examined the office and the strange chair that suited a Dug well enough before speaking, his voice chillingly calm and cultured.

"I am here representing a rather large, influential group, Mr. Fegal. They've shown an interest in your... activities and wish to make you an offer. My name is Omega Thrax."

Thrax shifted slightly and examined his datapad, seeming to be regarding some statistics before his gaze shifted back up to Rac.

"You are very clever, Mr. Fegal. It took us a lot of effort to track down your smuggling network, and even longer to find anything severely incriminating. But our effort has paid off and we wish to invite you into a very exclusive organisation."

The masked man spoke with a calm voice, which didn’t make Rac any calmer himself and he seemed to know much about him.

"I am here representing a rather large, influential group, Mr. Fegal. They've shown an interest in your... activities and wish to make you an offer. My name is Omega Thrax."

This rather large and influential group caught his attention, what kind of large organization would be interested on a normal company such as his, which mostly sold weapons to the galaxy? Rac was beginning to sweat and his worst fears came true when the masked stranger opened his mouth the next time after looking into the data pad, that he carried around.

"You are very clever, Mr. Fegal. It took us a lot of effort to track down your smuggling network, and even longer to find anything severely incriminating. But our effort has paid off and we wish to invite you into a very exclusive organisation."

Rac snorted and laughed slightly trying to stay calm, but this man and his organization truly got his interest because they had bothered to come all this way and dig up his dirty smuggling operations. Besides this organization seemed powerful enough and with a supporter behind his back he could expand his business more wider. Rac still had to know more and he put out all the security systems, recorders and spying equipment off to make this stranger more comfortable. Rac took his drink down at once and looked out for a while until began to talk.

"Tell me...what is this organization named and why do they bother to offer me a spot in their organization from this poor planet? I am barely keeping my company up and that is only because people need weapons, to war, to kill and just for their own protection. They buy weapons because they are afraid mr. Thrax.."

Rac thought about the strange name for a while and turner to Omega looking him in the eyes with a warning look.

"Fine... I’ll join you so that I won’t have to go trough the trouble of these evidence falling into the hands of the up keepers of law, but I want to be a complete part of this Organization... I will not become anyone’s puppet, but a partner yes..." Rac spoke with a certain tone in his voice and the calmed down slightly observing the man.

"Now....tell me mr. Tharx...what is your organization named and what do they want from me? You haven’t come all the way here without a certain purpose of just taking me in to you organization and don’t worry anything what we speak will be just between the two of us...."

"I represent a group called the Union, Mr. Fegal. They hold influence and control over a number of companies and organizations. Of course, we expected to make you a partner, you'll be made a member of the Committee, the governeing body. However, we all must answer to the Chairman. But enough of that, you'll find out when you attend your first Committee meeting at Midas."

Thrax tossed a datadisk onto the table and then spoke again.

"We require a weapons manufacturer, one that can mass produce effective, military grade weaponry. We saw your company and decided it would perhaps be best if we used someone like you rather than a big name corporation like Vinda or Belgardi. We prefer to avoid the notice of the large scale governments currently so we need someone who won't be watched. In exchange, we will help you, by any means possible. The Union looks after its members."

Rac sat quiet listening to the man in front of him talking about the Union, Midas, chairman and weapons production, Rac smiled and took the data disk in his hands turning it around as, if trying to get convinced that it was real. Rac smiled putting it to his pocket and poured another glass of yeardle for himself, which was a very strong alcohol originally from Tatooine where he had born. He had drank yardle for 5 years and always ordered more from Tatooine, but still he hadn`t got used to it’s strong and bitter taste. Rac closed his eyes for a while and poured only a half glass, then he smiled at Omega and began searching for something in from his own desk with a smile on his face. He took out a disk and put it in his small computer, which was actually a part of the desk and recorded files in to the disk. He had heard of the Union, but never was really sure of their existence and now he saw, that this man was from it. All the secrets were now open both ways and it seemed , that the Union and Rac had gotten each others a fine friend. Rac smiled sliding his own made disk across the table towards Omega and raised the disk, that Omega gave him.

"Few questions and answers before you leave mr. Tharx... what does this disk contain and what is the Midas? I would believe it to be a ship of some kind or a station somewhere because of such planet I haven’t heard of and this disk does ring a bell, that it contains Union information? Of course I’ll begin to produce all that you need and that my friend contains all the models, that my company possesses and the newest prototypes, which arrived this morning."

Rac looked out to the planet with an angry look this time and hit his fist in the chair hand place.

"But...we have a problem...you see this planet? Ocean... not enough land for me... my company or factories... I would have to own this hole planet in order to larger my mass production and it sounds you need some serious equipment amount, which you seem to need mr. Tharx..."

"Planetary governments are easy to deal with, Mr. Fegal, if you know how to handle them appropriately. As a gift, the Union will provide you with the men and resources to take control of this world by hopefully subtlle means."

Thrax's hand sweeped over the table and the datadisk vanished as it passed by. He regarded it for a moment and then turned his gaze back towards the Dug, obviously in need of aid from the Union's operatives. The Chairman had made it all very clear that this Dug had to be brought into the Union or else be removed rather viciously for refusal. Since he was now in, that meant dedicating all available resources to his operation.

"One side note, Mr. Fegal. No one is to know of the Union's existence or your involvement with it besides fellow members and agents. Your employees are to hold no knowledge. Break this code and suffer the painful consequences"

Thrax stood and made his departure without another word, though he had left behind his datapad which held contact information for the needed Union agents.

Rac smiled in a cunning way at Omega and nodded looking out in excitement.

"But of course.... this meeting never took place and today only my shuttle landed on my rooftop...and don’t worry about my acts down here on Fresia, it’s not I that will do anything, the government will find small surprises in their lives soon. They are gathering tomorrow and I’ll be ready...”

Omega Thrax was gone when Rac turned to look at his way and Rac smiled taking out the disk that he had received from Tharx and put it into his personal computer going trough few names. Rac took the disk out and placed in his pocket; he leaned on his chair’s arm place and placed his head on his hand as, if dreaming of power that he could receive tomorrow. He then pushed a button in his computer opening a hologram map of the planet and zoomed in to the city where the meeting of the government would take place. He made few thoughts and looked into his archives for the blueprint of the building, then he called for his warehouse keeper. A man, that he could trust, but not enough that he could be told about the Union, but this man at least didn’t question his authority.

The warehouse keeper answered" Oh hi boss, I was just about to inform you myself that the first prototypes just came in and their ready to be sold or they can just wait here for a bigger amount to sell. So...what do I own this honour of you calling me?"

Rac smiled and began to float with his chair. "Few men of mine are going to need few explosives from our warehouse and I mean explosives, some of the biggest you have, that can still be carried by one man." Rac floated in to his bar cabin returning the bottle and glasses, then he returned to his place and relaxed as the Warehouse keeper answered.

"Sure.. When might they be coming?" Rac said one word before closing "Soon"

Rac took another connection to some reliable men, that had served him years ago, but today no had suspicions towards them because Rac had faked their deaths and gotten them free, but this time this would sadly have to be their last job. He opened the channel smiling.

"Degar?" Rac asked uncertain of what to say at the moment.

A sleepy voice answered and mumbled something" Yeah this Degar..." Rac smiled and leaned backwards in his chair.

"It`s Frang here and I have a job for you..." Rac used a secret name, which he used always in this sort of matters all tough this was the biggest scale project for him.

Degar yawned, but his tone was exited when he began to talk. "Good...finally something to do than hiding in this dusty backwater house, so... what is it all about and where shall we get our tools?" Someone began talking on the background and Rac sighed because the two managed to argue about something, then he got enough.

Rac almost yelled" Enough! Now if you want the job come to the address, which I will send you and pick up the tools, later on I will give you your place where to use them... This one will make you rich guys...not to forget me..." Rac smiled and closed hearing few words from Degar before closing.

"Aye sure... we will be meeting the next time on payment time..." Rac couldn`t hold his smile and the cold thoughts ran trough his head. “yes in a payment, that will take you to your graves and ensure that my secret is safe from everyone except few selected persons...”

Rac sent the address to them trough the com link and wanted to make sure, that these fools would stay loyal so he sent his quite handy assassination to watch them, if they would try to betray him then they would feel blaster shots in their backs. He programmed it to follow them in a disguise, which would tell that it was a droid and slightly cursed the fact that these droids didn’t know bombs or it wasn’t in their functions, but at least these droids couldn’t rebel against their own master or programming and Rac followed the droid leaving from it’s place in his storage with speed. In the end everything seemed fine and no trace would be left from this, no opposing side and a planet in his hands. Rac decided to look into some Union contacts and get few more soldiers under him because mostly he had guards, he needed someone to keep order and help him in a rather delicate matter when a hole planet could go crashing down into panic, destruction and fear. Rac snorted out of irony because when people feared they would buy guns for the protection, but that wouldn’t happen because before all those things he would take the power of this planet for himself. Rac went to his bedroom satisfied of the wheels he had got running and about the deal he had made today with Thrax and the Union. He had a feeling, that he and this Union would do great things together.

Rac followed the two men, who arrived at his warehouse trough his monitors and could see a figure watching them from the shadows, which brought a wide smile to Rac`s face. He would floated in his chair like yesterday when he had met Omega Tharx and made a deal about giving the Union weaponry, but of course to join the Union itself. Now he really began to understand, his own power that he hadn’t used because only with one meeting, two calls from his very own chair he would have a planet and a new partner. The men arrived at the warehouse to pick up their tools, which Rac had mentioned before and they hid them in some bags. They seemed to be slightly surprised at first about the explosives, because they knew their power, but seemed to get calm down while waiting for Rac`s call. Rac opened his com link and spoke.

"Hello there boys.. I seem you have received your tools for this job?" Rac continued without letting them answer to him. "You see boys this mission will be my last for you ever and then we are cut ok?"

The men nodded with their heads and Rac smiled from irony cause it would truly be their last mission for anyone. "So now you must go to the government building in the address you will soon receive and place the bombs on critical structures, but the biggest of them in the big hall."

The men stood there quietly and began whispering to each others, the Degar who did the speaking answered.

"But isn’t that treason? I mean we could get caught and the government would execute us not to forget you?" Degar asked with suspicious tone of voice grinning slightly.

Rac snorted and began touching his loose skin once more, but didn’t even notice it because it had became a habit lately when he got nervous or amused.

"Look... it’s kind of difficult to execute people who were supposed to be dead? No I don’t think so and if they can’t find you neither they will find me trough you got it. Besides when the government is gone you will be filthy rich and I will take over this planet, which will give you quite a nice place to live. But of course you are not interested I could double your reward...how about it boys?"

Degar and his partner looked at each other with an accepting faces while Degar brought the com link close to his mouth.

Degar smiled thinking that this was easy money except they had to get past the guards, but such skilled men would manage such situation "You’ve got yourself a fine deal duggy, we will be meeting in the payment situation..."

Duggy he had forgotten how much he hated, that nickname of theirs for him .Rac closed the com link and smiled to himself looking at the monitors while whispering.

"Oh your reward will be worth your while boys..."

Rac snorted and spat on the floor, which was a bad habit he had on Tatooine because there was no clean floors anywhere, not even the hutts had clean floors and he always forgot, that habit. This of course made more work for the cleaners, but that didn’t matter to him one bit. He knew that the droid would warn him, if needed and eliminate the two fools when necessary. Rac went trough few projects and thoughts from his scientists; the Khepri group transport was doing fine and was soon ready to be tested. Rac smiled and wondered, if the Union could help with that matter, but left that in the back of his head. He went trough his robotics development and remembered, that he had those assassination droids that could be used to guard this building, if anyone was threatening him in anyway. Rac was thinking, if he should have sent the government some sort of message from his personally and then blow them up with a push of a button. Cold wawes of pleasure ran trough his spine while he was in his thoughts, but then his secretary managed to disturb him by coming to his office. Rac turned at her with an impatient look on his face.

"What is it now? A new visitor, a report, you resign from this job or you just came here to ask for a raise?" Rac spoke angry because he was disturbed.

The secretary decided to piss him off more talking in a annoying way" Yes, no, no and no" she smiled "but seriously there’s someone to see you.. It’s that damn law enforcer once more to drop off some charges probably..."

Rac suddenly got nervous, but didn’t show it to her secretary nor would the law enforcer see it, but inside he was choking. He shook his head and pushed a button, that opened the door and a long man walked in. The secretary left and Rac stared with an angry look at the man.

"What is it this time? Charges? Evidence or perhaps your begging me to confess, that I am some sort of criminal?" Rac mocked the man before him, but in answer the man threw a disk on his table and Rac took it in his hands going it trough, but didn’t put it in his personal computer and held it up.

"What is this??" Rac demanded to know and the man answered with a deep voice knowing the Dug better than any cause had been tracing criminal contacts to him for almost a year now.

"It contains information from the latest weapon intelligence robbery and I believe you have your fingers in this, but I haven’t got the water proof evidence yet and I tell you now, that I will have them sooner or later so you should better confess now because every new opponent you have had in this marked have gone bankrupt because you have suddenly come up with something new out of the bloom.." The man threatened Rac by coming over Rac, who almost spat at the man’s face.

Rac stared and smiled slightly" You are hopeless...for a year you have been tracking me, but you won`t believe that it wasn`t I behind them...now were looking for someone to chat with or anything else? Cause I`m no mood for a chat so in that case you can leave..."

The man got up and smiled." Yes... I want to go trough your technological reports and products duggy.." Rac closed his eyes trying to control his temper and not hit the man, then Rac sighed and pointed towards the door.

"Outside the door, the first door from the right hallway.."

The man left bowing at him mockingly and went to go trough the reports while Rac couldn’t do anything, but smile because in about an half an hour he would control this planet. The government was gathering and he got the call.

"Hey duggy it’s us ...were coming for our payment... and the bombs should explode in about 5 minutes so enjoy the show..." Rac turned on a monitor from a building he owned and watched the government building while looking the two men from the droids eyes and activated assassination on them. Two shots broke out in a dark alley and two corpses fell down, the Rac ordered the droid to burn the bodies and a small fire blazed in the alley as the droid returned to it’s home. Rac turned at the government building and looked at the clock smiling to him self while counting seconds.

4.3..2..1..0!

The hole building blew up and many civilians flew down by the explosion, then they realised the horror what had happened while looking at the burning ruins of the building and some called for help. In 5 minutes the hole planet was in chaos when the news had shocked them while Rac sat watching the flood of fear in the streets except his area where guards kept order and got some small walls up while people looked cover from them. Rac smiled and couldn’t hold laughing when the police came in wondering what was the sounds and looked in disbelief to the street. Rac got his men in order and began slightly calming the people, soon it was all over the streets and news with Rac`s own words.

"From now on Fresia in under the protection of the Fegal companies and this act has been made for the good of the planet so, that power hungry corporations would tear this planet apart."

Later that day Rac sat in his chair drunk with victory and it needed 2 fools, 1 assassination droid, few bombs, one declaration, his own guards and hired people to take control of this planet. He smiled and raised a toast for the Union & his company, not to forget his own warfare products that the Union would receive and they actually got slight testing when keeping order on Fresia....