Bato turned away from the handlebars on his speeder. " wonder where them imperials are" he muttered to himself, before turning back round and accelerating ahead quite fastly.

* 5 minutes later*

Bato heard something behind him. "Freeze!" a scout trooper called out, his synthetic voice sounding tired. " does the word no come to mind?" Bato replied, without looking at the scout trooper behind him. Bato thrusted as hard as he could, flying through the heavy woods as if they were long grass

Bato's speeder flew through the woods in an unmatched haste. his pursuer, an imperial scout trooper, had lost him a while ago, but he knew the scout trooper woudnt let him escape. using some common sense, he placed some bluff trails, like broken branches, to confuse the scout trooper and scramble the reinforcements. suddenly, Bato came across a rather silver tree. a metallic silver tree. "AT-ST" Bato muttered, before noticing a big problem- there were troopers in it.

Bato didnt panic, knowing that would attract attention. Instead, he decided darting past it would be the most logical thing to do. with the thrusters at full power, he broke more air particles as the AT-ST, with incredible sensors, slowly pursued him

*10 minutes later, some 100 miles away*

"yahoo!" Bato cried, his speeder's powerful engines sending him forwards with unmatched speed. he turned to see if anything had followed him. it seemed deserted now. perhaps he shoudnt have turned around, as the next sight he saw shocked him to hell

The planet was melting before him, the rocks turning to air. he then noticed something else; the stormtroopers had dissintergrated, and he was doing the same. "help!" Bato shouted before falling into a deep slumber.

* 3 hours later*

Bato woke up. he wasnt on the planet, just in a holobooth. but they were only in republic systems, and he was outlawed. he turned around on the chair and saw a shadow in the doorway...

The agent moved in from the doorway.

"Mr. Das... what a pleasent surprise," he said, his voice clearly conveying neither surprise no pleasentness. A man of average height and stature stood in the Holobooth's doorway. He wore shades and had neatly combed brown hair - his appearance meant either bodyguard or government agent, and he didn't have a client.

"I'm not too surprised to find you in a dirty holobooth, even on Anoat - one of the dirtiest planets in the Ison Corridor. Go ahead, ask me why I'm not surprised." No response was forthcoming, so the agent continued.

"I'm not surprised, Mr. Das, because you are wanted on Anoat. You're a wanted being on every planet in the Coalition - congradulations, only you and Prime Minister Regrad have ever gotten the entire Coalition to agree on something before. Therefore I'm not surprised to find you here, because nothing enhances a two-bit bounty hunter's notoriety than a price on his head. After all, there's no way the government would catch up with your illegal work, is there? Chicks dig a wanted man, you just have to avoid paying taxes and not look policemen in the eye."

The agent was literally circling now, like a shark, waiting for the first sign of understanding from his target. "I imagine that's what you wanted to believe... but let me tell you - you were wrong. The time where bounty hunters could walk across the galaxy killing and capturing whoever they were paid to do so is ending. Again, you have brought longtime rivals together, Mr. Das, succeeding where countless peace movements have failed. Scum like you are not wanted in civilized systems, even here on Anoat where the streets smell like - and were until recently filled with - shit."

The man now stood before him, clamly drew a pistol from within his jacket, and a badge from another. "What are you going to do now, Mr. Das?"

Bato stood in shock, looking at the agent in the eyes. "what am i going to do?" Bato spoke out loud, now looking around, pretending to be shocked. "Well, to tell you, im going to do this!" He answered quickly, before blasting the security lock which brought a blaster proof sheild down over the doorway. "Wheres the speeder?" Bato asked himself, before clicking a button on his blaster. This had did the trick as his speeder automatically flew through the corridors, into the room and took the agent off his feet

Bato Looked at the injured agent on the floor. "oh shit" he said to himself before attempting to override the security on the holobooth. his speeder stood humming defiantly, waiting for some sense of adrenalin

The agent groand and picked himself off the floor. The speeder sat in a circle of wreckage, its' front bumper badly crumpled but still operational. The perpetrator, however, was fiddling with the controls of the holobooth, trying to disable the blaring security alarm and down the shield.

He wiped the sweat and grim from his face, adopting a ferocious look of broken discipline - the freak wanted to do this the hard way? That was his choice.

The agent lifted himself off the floor and started firing into the air to attract attention. "Wrong move, Mr. Das!" he shouted, approaching the Rodian with violence aforethought.

Bato looked in disbelief. "thats impossible!" Bato shouted, before drawing his blaster pistol with speed, and pointing it to his own head. "ONE MORE STEP, AND THE TRIGGER GOES!" he shouted at the agent

"looks like weve stopped, eh?" Bato mocked, before holstering his gun. "now, mr agent, if you dont mind, i would like to know what happened to my friend Muro. He came to Anoat with me, and i hope you havent got your claws on him" Bato asked, worrying about his companion.