"Let them come, I'm responsible for more bodies than a Corescant cemetary."

"I like assassinating assassins, they always look so surprised."

He remembered his words clearly, how easily it was to say them, to not care about another's life. How much he had changed.

"Je?" Ulic's voice brought him out of his reverie, causing him to lazily turn his head to look at the Chiss. "You alright, cyare?"

"Hm?" He asked in a daze before nodding. "Oh. Yes. Yes I am..."

The bounty hunter just gave him a look, a slight frown tinting the edges of his lips. "Are you sure, mate? Because I haven't seen you this spaced out in at least a year..."

"It's just this place, that's all," he responded cryptically, a frown marring his lips as he looked out the front of the bridge to look at the looming hanger in front of them. He then ran a hand over his face, a sigh breaking loose, "Do you mind if I... If I stay on the ship? I'll watch Zeik and Ellona, make sure no one can get her for the bounty..."

He supposed Ulic could see something within his stature that had the Chiss backing down greatly. "Sure, cyare. You stay on the ship and keep an eye on those two, alright? I'll take our little play toy with me and we'll get out supplies..." And then he was placing a hand firmly on Je'lie's shoulder, squeezing it with affection, "You know you can tell me anything, cyare..."

"I was a different person back then," he whispered, rubbing his forehead as a headache started. "I was a Cipher..." The silence from Ulic was deafening, but the agent knew it wasn't from surprise, but respect. Je'lie never spoke of his time as a Cipher.

A small torque of a smile graced the agent's lips as he remembered his days on Nar Shadaa, "The Exchange probably still hates me for all of the carnage I left among them..."

~*~

 

He stood there with Kayilo, a devastating grin plastered to his lips. She was looking at him as if he had grown a second head, "You're kidding me, right agent?"

 

"I don't kid, Kayilo," he responded, his accent breaking through to cause her to widen her eyes.

 

"You wouldn't," she hissed, her hand going to her side where her blaster was.

 

"Oh. I would," he chuckled darkly, kneeling behind a bench and pulling his sniping rifle from his back, lining up a shot across the square they were in that was littered with Exchange members. "And I will!"

 

With that, he was letting off a round, watching in satisfaction as the ambush worked miraculously. The man went down, crumpling with a blown to pieces head. And then the yell went out and around, causing all of the members of the Exchange there to turn in their direction, their attention turning onto Kayilo as she was standing there.

 

She cursed at him as he ducked and rolled before standing and pulling his gun with him. "You're an asshole!"

 

"Yes, but I'm an asshole that gets the job done," he hastily replied as he dug into his pack and pulled out some grenades before tossing them towards the oncoming men. A sadistic smile came to his face then as he continued to walk forward, stepping over bodies that dropped like flies to his ministrations.

 

Kayilo was trying to keep up with him, sending blaster fire into the fray of Exchange members that dared to attack him. What felt like hours, but was only minutes later, and Je'lie was standing with a ring of dead bodies around him, some of them charred from explosions, some of them twitching from the electric vibro blade that he had stuck through their heart, and others still with exploded heads from his moving sniping shot.

 

She was standing behind him, taking in deep breaths and looking a little tired. Upon him spinning to look at her, she saw the enjoyment on his face. "You got a suicide wish, agent?" She growled, only to receive a shrug from him. "Next time, leave me outta it!"

 

"It got the job done, didn't it?" He snidely replied to her, causing her to frown even more at him. And then he was beaming slightly, "And now, let's go do our other mission, shall we?"

 

She watched him spin on his heel and step over the lifeless body that was in front of him. And without even stopping for a moment, he continued on, his gait showing one of power and lethality as he leisurely walked on.

 

"Who in their right mind would want to get near that of all things?" She asked herself almost silently. "That damn agent could be the grim reaper for all I know... with how nonchalant he is about the whole death thing."

 

And then she was catching up to him, "Hey! Agent!"

 

"What is it?" He asked, not looking over at her but continuing on.

 

"What's with you and the killing thing? You almost seem to get a sick pleasure out of it..."

 

At this, he did look over at her, a smirk coming to his face before tapping the sunglasses that were over his eyes, "These eyes..." It was cryptic. It was short. And it annoyed the hell out of Kayilo.

 

"What about them?"

 

"I don't see like you do, like anyone else. I see with the Force." He then shrugged, "It is how my people are."

 

"So... You're blind," she replied to his explination, and he snorted, shaking his head.

 

"If you wish to think of it that way, then go ahead, think of it that way..." He then shrugged, a smirk once again coming to his face, "I like assassinating assassins, they always look so surprised..."

 

She just eyed him for a moment before shaking her head, "You really do have a suicidal tendency, don't you?"

 

"Only when around my father," he gave her a rather large Chesire grin, "and when Watcher Two is involved..."

 

"You don't like that woman, do you?"

 

The question was laced with emotion, one Je'lie couldn't return as he burst out laughing. "You do know, Kayilo, that I'm not your type..."

 

"Oh, how do you know what my type is?" She asked, a frown coming to her lips.

 

"I don't," he replied easily. "But you're definatley not equipped right for me." He belted out in laughter before shaking his head. As it finally dawned on Kayilo what he was talking about, she snorted before the laughter escape her lips as well.

 

"You're gay!"

 

"And rather proud of it," he nodded, not really caring what she thought. He then shrugged, "Now. Back onto Watcher Two..." He shivered slightly, "That woman is just too..." He sighed, "I can't quite place it. But she just infuriates me whenever she speaks... As if she's higher on the food chain..."

 

~*~

 

 

Ulic seemed surprised as he eyed Je'lie at this point, "Cyare..." As the agent eyed him, he broke out into a wide grin, "I never knew you were so blood thirsty back then..." As he opened his mouth to say something, Ulic cut him off, "It's a shame that we couldn't have met up when I had missions on Nar Shadaa as well... I could have used that insatable desire to kill with the shit that I went through..."

 

"You're incorrigable!" Je'lie rolled his eyes before grabbing the top of Ulic's chestpiece and yanking the Chiss forward before mashing his lips against the bounty hunter's. Upon both pulling away for air, Je'lie sighed, "Just get going and come back in one piece, alright? I'll check on those bounties that you've starred for us and get some more intel on them..."

 

"What would I do without you?" Ulic beamed, pecking Je'lie on the cheek before spinning on his heel to run off.

 

"Probably struggle to get intel on your bounties and their associates," Je'lie rounded on him before sitting back down in the Captian's chair. "Now get going... We'll discuss this more when you get back... And if you're good and bring me back something interesting, there might be a special something in it for you..."

 

With that, Ulic was gone, leaving Je'lie sitting there and looking back out at the moon that was so densely populated with the scum of the universe. And then he chuckled as he remembered what else he had told his employer upon taking that job. "Let them come. I'm responsible for more bodies than a Corescant cemetary... How true that was. How incredibly true."

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Alright. Another little short story. This one is a little bit about Je'lie's past while on Nar Shadaa... This story transpired after I was playing the game today... I left my computer to take care of my youngest son. I had placed Je'lie in a safe position... "Safe" being the operative word. I came back to be moved from that position and a ring of dead corpses littered around me. My oldest son was sitting in my chair beaming up at me and rambling away. Either my companion was really good at keeping me safe and not dying, or my son figured out how to fight with Je'lie. I wouldn't put the second option beyond him.

He had also toggled off the auto run so Je'lie ended up walking when I went to move him... He is also in a very badass outfit right now, so here goes this Imperial Agent, walking out of a ring of dead corpses as if to go, "Yeah. I'm badass. You wanna try your luck?" I don't think I've laughed that hard in ages.

So this story sprouted up, and I couldn't pass up the opportunity. I also want to thank my friend for inspiring me to put this down as a story on here. I wasn't really going to, but then he said it was good writing material and my mind went from there! Thanks Ron! :)