A long time ago in a galaxy far far away.... 16 BBY The fortress of the Kanjiclub crime syndicate lay high on a mountain top on Nar Kanji. The planet was riddled with fog and swamp, but the leadership of Kanjiclub preferred to operate in a terrain not easily accessed by their rival gangs or the authorities. Only a lone Firespray class freighter approached the atmosphere of Nar Kanji. It was headed directly for the steel fortress on the mountain. The hangar was cutoff by an electric field that would incinerate any ship that attempted to fly through it. The freighter, Slave I, stopped at the field blocking the way to the landing platform. It hovered in midair as a voice spoke on the loudspeaker that was projected for miles below the mountain. "Who dares enter our territory?" From the cockpit of Slave One, the pilot replied, "this is Boba Fett, here to collect the bounty on the Guavian Death Gang leader." "You have him aboard your ship, then?" inquired the voice over the loudspeaker. "Let me land and I'll bring him to you," replied the pilot impatiently. Inside his ship, Boba Fett donned a suit of green Mandalorian armor, the warrior tribe that his father Jango had been raised by. The armor appeared slightly oversized, and Boba was unexpectedly short. Nevertheless he had Guavi, chief of the Guavian Death Gang, chained up in the cargo hold of Slave I, and he had been Boba's most difficult capture yet. Boba preferred live captures to assassinations, since he loathed to think of himself as a murder. On the occasions where his client demanded that he kill his target, Boba would comply, but he would always have a gut-wrenching feeling when he did so. Though he'd taken after Jango and taken bounty hunting as a career, Boba had never gotten over his annoying sense of right and wrong. Jango had taken plenty of lives with no emotion, though Boba knew that he was a good man still. "Very well then," the voice said, and a moment later the electric barrier disappeared. Boba steered Slave I down towards the otherwise vacant landing platform. This was not at all unusual to Boba, since most of his clients operated in secrecy. The Empire was far less lenient with organized crime than the Republic had been, unless the criminals in question served their interests. Boba wasn't generally choosy about who to work for, but he had no respect for the Empire for that reason. The only improvement it had over the Republic was no Jedi.