She had set her sites on dantooine at least that was the place that the copilot opted to go to. She made her crew aware that this was a dangerous mission but the crew of forty and the 5 other fighter pilots on board were here as vonunteers some were trainees that she trained with on the TNA moon base. They were eagere for a adventure.

The Assasin class Corvette "Heaven" was given a new cover name and registration. She was here as a jedi not a member of the New alliance. The New Order ruled here now so she would have to see what she could do.

The ship listed as the Shamedone was registered as a mercenary ship. The crew made up of a group of created Identitys that were picture perfect for the amount of money that she paid. They were former storm troopers a group that had gone rogue with the callapse of the original empire. The core of the group was recorded as storm troopers. But there were aliens and women on board as well. A detail easily explainable. Mercenary work is very high risk that is the very reason that they get paid so well. Many of the original crew were killed and over time they were replaced. Here on bussiness they are given landing permission. They are given clearence to land at a space port after a quick check that passed regs.

The ship carried 6 fighters-a X-wing, two droid X fighters, a tie phantom, a tie boat, a Tie defender, and a speeder bike.
They were allowed their fighters so long as they stayed in the ship.

The crew exited the ship. They all dressed in a array of mix and matched Stoorm trooper armor. Some had Nomal trooper armor but with the black helmets of trooper scouts and pieces that were clearly not for the typical trooper. Some had red radiation armor with no helmet.

Vonta herself wore the armor of a scout trooper with a black helmet and chest plate. She carried a side arm blaster and a vibro-lance. She was glad that she had been training with Greyy in the freedom guard. She now knew how to act like a storm trooper and use a weapon that was lethal but would not give her away as a jedi. Her light saber was conceled in her repeating blaster. The thing would not work at all when used. It hung at her side.

"All of you scout the area and report any thing unusual. Enjoy your selfs for now just do it in shifts." She had her speeder bike unloaded and mounted it. Reving the engine a few times to warm it up like greyy had shown her. Systems were all green. She gave her group one last look then turned to the port exit to explore the planet.

Terial watched as she speed off into the distance. Terial turned around to his five man group. "Ok men you heard her, spread out and call back to me for anything unusual" He said looking off into the distance Vonta had gone.
"Yes sir" said one of the stormtroopers. The group disapeared into the thick terrain.
Terial walked on, through some thick vines, with his blaster at one side.
Terial was dressed in the stormtrooper scout suit, with the black helmet. He had two storm rifles, one in his hand and one hanging at his side.

The planet was bustling with activity. Like all hubs of trade the area had its local wheelers and dealers she past several groups of both Jawas and Upnaughts stealing or salvaging parts. She was looking for local trouble and if you want trouble iin any place or information about local trouble, first place you go is the local Bar.

In the distance a sign in big flashing lights that read Banthas Luck in basic. It would do. Parking infront of the dinner she powered down her engines. A Jawa that was hanging around the intrance eyed her bike. She noticed it, unholtering her blaster she lifted it from the caseing and fired a shot at the Jawas feet.

"Hucheeniiii!!!!!" It screamed, startled by the sudden violence.

She Glowered at him through the Storm commando helmets two black droid like eyes.
"If I come back and find that any thing is wrong or missing from my bike, I well hunt you down and kill you." At that last note she strolled in to the bar. The jawa just stood there shaking in fear at the threat. Jawas need to salvage is strong the only thing stronger is there sense of self preservation better known as fear.

In the bar there were almost every immaginable type of being that she could think of. Twiks, Rodians, Calimarians, wookies, every thing. Looking arounds she steps up to the bar and orders a drink from the droid that is minding it. She drinks through a straw that is built in to the helmet. She was keeping the helmet for the duration of the trip. Not a unusual thing in this shady place.

A group of Rodians was begining to make alot of noise in the bar with some Bothans. She could feel that the group of ROdians were looking for blood. She gleaned that off the surface of their thoughts. They were not looking for a freindly bar fight they were going for a kill.

She picked up her drink and made her way by the group as if she was just going to take a seat. She timed it perfectly that she would pass them as a rodian, probably the leader, shoved one of the bothans who punched him in the face. The rodian flew backwards hiting vonta and spilling her drink.

"Watch were you go bantha puddu!!" he yelled at vonta.

She turned to look at him. "You spilled my drink, no one spills my drink." She says menacingly.

She rodian snears at her. "Get lost trooper this is not your concern."

It a voice that promised retaliation she answers. "You just made it my bussiness." Whiping out the vibro lance she left the blades in and used it as a small club. catching him in the face sending him fliping over from the force of the hit. Spining she landsa round house kick to two others before theyl could react. Three of them left pull blasters on her. Two bothans tackle one and start to beat him to a pulp. Extending the blades in on swift move she cuts both of the handles from the barrels leaving the two weapon less.

The Rodian that she had hit initially was bleeding green blood from where she hit him. "Flee, now," The two rodians that lost their weapons each hefted his arms over each of there shoulders. "Mercenary, you well pay for this when Durga finds out what you have done! I swear it."

Glaring with the black dark eyes of the helmet. "Tell her, then maybe I can get some work then."

As the Green skined rodians left the bar she turns to the Bothans. They thank her for her help. She does not except their thanks though, choosing to act like she did it becuase they spilled her drink. At least the insisted that they buy her another drink witch she graciously excepts. While drinking with them she learns about how the crime lord Durga the Hut has a strangle hold on the local industrys. Using enforcers to force them to pay for 'Protection' and those that do not fall in line are put out of the way like the rodians intended to do to them. Her drink finished she bide them farwell and a thank you for the drink.

A local crime lord. She needed information on this Durga. Vinda corp. was shady enough that it had its hands in local bussiness all over the galaxy. She should look them up.

Sully crouched in a split kneel near a clump of native flora, or what was left of it in the crowded cities, as he studied the atmosphere about, sniffing at the luminous odors that clung to the ground’s surface, to the air content around him. His nose flared with response to a highly volatile substance he recognized instantly. Moreover, the recognition of that substance made him all the more worried of what these mercenaries were up to.

Though he couldn’t clearly distinguish the type, he knew as food for thought that the mercs were dealing with highly exotic explosives, which perhaps meant that they were also high trained mercs. Good thing customs had brought the matter to his attention.

For some odd reason of which Sully could not derive a theory from, the mercs hadn’t pulled any counter measures to avoid detection from air traffic surveillance, nor had they deployed any means of hiding the weapons locker that had ran threw a rigorous inspection from customs agents. They were thorough, even their personal identification check out.

When they docked, customs officials had merely scanned the contents, registered that the mercs were holding licenses for the weaponry, and asked for an explanation for bringing such contents to Dantooine. In addition, it was for that explanation that had attracted Sully’s attention to the matter.

Apparently, the well thought out reason was simply this… big game hunting to Dantooine. Not that Sully didn’t feel that there were some big game in the galaxy worth using explosives on, just that no such game existed on Dantooine. Hunting in general was relatively unheard of. Therefore, Sully Tigereye of Imperial Syndicate Intel branch had been called of duty to Dantooine post haste, and neutralize the suspected infiltrators.

Using a pair of high tech infrared goggles, he spotted his target mercs a quarter of a kilometer away. At seventy-five yards, he could have very well vaped a few of them, but he wanted to know personally what their intentions were.

At the risk of tenure, all the industrial facilities on Dantooine had been put on high threat con alert, and the security had the benefit of an addition of a company of shock troops to each facility. Sully did not want the destruction of the New Order’s construction yards or ship yards resting on his head. Yet he still had to find a specific target.

He sat down on the cool damp stone surface, well aware that he was employing the latest technology in munitions scanning counter measures. With the available gizmos and gadgets lent to him through the New Order’s Intel branch, he was well to remain undetected during this venture.

At any rate, his feline prowess would smell the opposition coming for him before they were even able to pop a shot off in his general direction.

He could smell the ozone of the explosives. It reeked in his nostrils. No matter, he’d have the band neutralized shortly. If he wasn’t able catch them, then they’d simply be walking into a trap, should their target have been an industrial facility.

And, if they should have tried to pursure an avenue of escape, Hyfe would take care of their means of pursing such an avenue rather efficiently.

He mused to himself, purring in content.

OOC: sorry to Dissipoint you but this is amission unrelated to the actions of any Group. Vonta is here as a jedi that is her purpose here so please do not try to hurt my crew.

IC:Vonta had gotten the location of the Huts base of opperations from the bar droid. It was a helpful thing programed to be amiable to costumers unless otherwise nescesary. She rode to the building it was hard to miss becuse it was the largest complex in the town.

She was met be the hutt's Majordamo a Tweik. After going in cricles of why she was here she made it clear that she was the leader of a group of mercenarys looking for work. A group of experienced and well armed mercenarys. He finnally relents and allows her a audience with Durga.

The Hutt was a slug like creature this one was just as corpulant as any. All of that massive weight confined her to a hover sled. She spoke in huttese. <So bounty hunter you want to work for me?>

"I work for who ever pays the most mistress." she states matter of factly.

She considers this. <How much for you.>

"3-5,000 for something small, 10-40,000 for the use of ships based on risk factors of course mistress." The sum was a deal that the hutt could not pass up especially with the hard ware and training that her group was registered to have.

The hutt did not answer quickly, he took a moment to consult the Tweik Majordamo and answered, < 25,000 for a ground strike and a space strike. >

"A deal my lady. " She was the double dealer in this game although the hutt would learn this too late.

The Hutt had chosen to target a private space port that had been refuseing to pay protection money. Run by a conglomerate of of worlders it stood to compete with the hutt for costumers that did not want to pay extra for the added protection that the hutt offered. The place was run by Wookies, Calimarians, rodians, and the same bothans that she had helped earlier.

This was a authorized strike as mercenarys on a target that New order did not like aliens on their planets and saw it as a neccessary evil. They figure just let them kill each other so long as they do not get in the way of imperial activity. So in the Alien dominated districts laws were a bit more lenient. heavier weapons were allowed only so long as the imperials knew what the Mercs. and bounty hunters were packing so that they could keep tabs on them. Mercs here were allowed to apply for target use of there weaponry or heavy attacks that were not covert. Often the Imperials watched turf wars between rival alien groups happen under their supervision. They seem to get entertainment value out of watching aliens kill each other.

The order was for vontas forces to attack with the Assasin corvette, The phantom, X-wing, and Defender. The Port was well guarded. On the ground there were several dozen men posted in bunkers with heavy E-web blasters. There were air defenses in the form of several towers armed with quad laser canons. The hutt had the forces to take them from the ground but not from the air, That is what she is paying them a handsome sum for.

The hutt bosted several speeders armed with heavy laser canons. Armed foot soilders and a few heavily armed tanks.
It was almost time to begin.

Night had fallen rather quickly and it was already time to set up the encampment around the landing zone. Terial directed a few troops to set up small tents and, designed guard times. Of couse he had set his guard duty for all night. He had a patrol around the ships landing zone so no aliens or anything else would attack or raid.

2 Hours had passed

Terial swinged his blaster out from under his arm and pointed it out into the darkness. A pair of orange glowing eys stood amist in the darkness of the night. Terial shot a warning blast at the tree next to it. The sparks revealing it was a jawa, with about ten more standing behind him. It looked as if they were preparing a supply raid.
The front jawa jumped as he shot another laser through the jawas compainions. The smalll group ran off into the dense shrubs.

'I wonder where Vonta is' Terial thought as he sat down once again.