Chapter 11

[A/N: Here's a pretty big chapter. For those who don't know, the upload schedule is a chapter every two days, but if a chapter does really well, I'll upload a bonus chapter as a thank you!]

Back with Moka, Jona was currently screaming his head off. "What the hell was that?! Do you realize what you have just done? You kissed the Queen of Naboo and said you two are going to be married! She isn't just some whore from a bar, Moka, did you see the look on her face after you kissed her? This is definitely going to come back to be trouble!" Jona screamed at Moka. Luckily they were talking over the comm links in their helmets, so no one could hear their conversation, but that didn't make it any less annoying to Moka.

"Jona, will you please shut the hell up and take the stick from your ass? I like teasing Padmé and she's cute, but me and her will NEVER marry each other. You've never had a man because you talk too damn much, but that wasn't love in her eyes, it was lust. She was so wound up and horny it was nearly suffocating. The most that will happen between us, is I fuck her brains out and she gains a new chocolate addiction. Her backstory was too weak, and I just strengthened it. She knows that, that's why she went along with it. Enough about her, and focus. Things could get dicey from here on out." Moka said as he held his hand on the hilt of his sword as he took a look at the increasingly sketchy surroundings.

Moka had his suspicions, but wanted to curse the force and his luck when he saw where the force had guided him. Moka and the group stood outside the infamous Jabba the Hutts casino. Two guards stood at the front entrance and readied their weapons when they saw Moka and Dragon Squad approaching with heavy firearms, mostly Rain's ridiculous amount of rockets. The biggest of the guards brandished his giant blade and pointed it at Moka. Dragon Squad was about to retaliate until Moka signaled for them to hold.

"How dare you come to Jabba the Hutt's place of business with such hostility?! Leave now before we kill you!" Said the big, simple looking guard. Hearing this, Moka wanted to laugh. Moka hated the Hutts and thought of them as disgusting slugs. He couldn't wait for the day he could rid the universe of these disgusting slugs, but now wasn't the right time.

"Go tell Jabba that Prince Moka Kahl of Kahlua wishes to have lunch and to win some money in his casino." Moka said as he stood there, unfazed by the sword being pointed in his face.

When the two guards heard who he was, they both grew worried and looked to each other, unsure of what to do next. Not wanting to waste any more time, the other guard rushed off, and came back a few moments later with a few more guards who stood waiting to escort Moka inside. "Jabba the Hutt said he'd be honored to host the famous Prince Moka in his establishment. Please follow me." Said the other guard as he walked into the casino.

Inside the casino was full of smoke, people, and a strong stench of desperation. Everywhere people were either at the slots or playing with some sluts, as slave girls and men could be seen everywhere, half-naked. Some looked far too young to even be in such a situation, but Moka knew that this was just how the universe is. Though the Republic claims their is no more slavery, it still exists and even thrives under the inaction of the Republic.

Mandalorians didn't think too much of slavery. Mandalorians believe only the strong have the right to have a say, and look down on those who chose to stay weak. Slaves were inherently weak in Mandalorians eyes, as most slaves lose all hope and give up. Moka thought a little differently. Moka didn't like putting kids into slavery or generational slavery. Moka believed that if there had to be slavery, that it should be reserved for only those who truly did wrong. But Moka was also no saint.

He wouldn't go freeing a bunch of slaves and causing trouble for himself for nothing. No, he just wasn't that type of person. But, when he looked in one direction and saw two women in trouble, he had a feeling that might have to change. The older woman in her 20s, a Twi'lek with white skin, green eyes, and an amazing figure, was being pinned down by her throat by an ugly, rat-like looking man. The younger girl, around Moka's age if not a little younger, was a Nautolan girl with purple skin and stunning pink eyes. She was being pinned against the wall by a group of guys with a hungry look in the eyes.

It wasn't hard to tell what was about to happen to these girls. Normally Moka would go about his business, but either by coincidence or just his bad luck, the young Nautolan was the strong force signature he came to find. To his surprise, he also felt a strong connection with the Twi'lek girl, but he didn't notice it before due to how strong his connection with the Nautolan was. Letting out a heavy sigh, Moka signaled for his crew to be ready for action, and made his way over to the girls.

Just as the men were about to pounce on the two girls, Moka coughed to get their attention. The two groups of men turned to sneer at who interrupted their fun, but when they saw a group of mandalorians behind them, they froze. There wasn't many in the outer rim who didn't know of Moka and his crew. With just 5 people, this one crew named, Dragon Squad, had taken out many groups who could be considered small armies, and they hadn't lost one battle. So who wouldn't be scared when the leader of such a crew and a Prince no less, was staring you down?

"As much as I hate to ruin another man's fun, I'm afraid these two girls are with me. So, I'll give you lot a choice. Either you let them go and apologize to these two beautiful ladies, then go fuck some other whores, or I make an example of you all, here and now, that will be used as horror stories parents tell their kids about me. Now make your choice." Moka said calmly, but everyone heard the dark tone in his voice.

The whole casino was dead quiet as everyone could feel the cold, darkness coming from Moka right then, and could tell that he was not in the mood to be fucked with. Moka hated disgusting acts like this. It was true that mandalorians believe the weak have no say and that only the strong can enforce their will and have honor, but what honor was in a large group of men raping two clearly young, drugged and starved girls? It was sick, and Moka's honor wouldn't let him look away even if he wanted to.

Sensing that they had messed with the wrong ones, the group of would-be rapists said their quick apologies to both Moka and the girls and ran off. When they were gone, a great cheer erupted for Moka as patrons continued eating and gambling in his name. Ignoring the drunken rabble, Moka made his way to the two scared and confused girls. When they saw Moka approach them, they grew cautious and scared of him.

How terrifying and ruthless did he have to be to command such fear from all of those around them? Sensing their fear, Moka was slightly surprised at how much of the force he was sensing now. Was it because of the presence of the jedi? Deciding to think about it later, Moka crouched down in front of them, and did his best to seem as friendly as possible, but he knew he didn't have much time.

"I'm sorry I wasn't able to save you two sooner. May you two please tell me your names?" Moka asked in his friendly politician voice. Seeing that he wasn't threatening and didn't wish harm of them, the girls slightly relaxed. The first to speak was the gorgeous Twi'lek.

"My name is Emiry. And the little one here is Abbela. I don't mean any offense, but what did you mean when you said that we're with you? I don't know anyone who radiates so much of the dark side... Did you buy us?" The Twi'lek, Emiry, asked with a mix of hope and fear. She feared what a new master would do to her and Abbela, but one bad master would be better than hundreds of scum who could do whatever they like with you.

Hearing her mention him radiating the dark side, Moka was genuinely surprised, but soon calmed down. He was already aware of his erratic emotions and impulsiveness, so now everything made sense. This just cemented to Moka that he needed some serious training in the force, and it looks as though he may have just found a way to do that, in the shape of a beautiful twi'lek.

Moka stood up and reached into his pack, pulled out two cloaks so that they could cover themselves. In the tussle, their clothes were torn and they were now pretty much naked. Thankful for the cloaks, the two girls quickly wrapped themselves up, grateful for it's warmth and privacy.

"No, I did not buy you two, at least not yet. But I assure you, no matter what, you two are coming with me and will be free of this hellhole. Now come quickly, and try to keep up. We're on a tight schedule and things may be pretty dicey if my talks with Jabba fall through." Moka said as he turned to leave, Dragon Squad falling in quickly behind him.

The two girls were shocked to their core. What kind of power did this man have to not only to meet Jabba, but to not even be afraid when he hinted at a possible conflict with him? Realizing they were falling behind, the two girls quickly chased after the group, fearful that someone would grab them when Moka wasn't looking. What the two girls didn't realize, was on the backs of the two cloaks was the sigil to House Kahl, a sigil any person who didn't live under a rock knew.

Walking into Jabba's throne room, the horrendous smell of a Hutt assaulted Moka's nose, as he fought hard not to gag and offend the giant slug too early. Now in front of Jabba, Moka gave a slight bow to Jabba in respect. Seeing this, Jabba spoke in Huttse and then his protocol droid did the honor of translating him. "The great Jabba wishes to know to what honor does he owe a visit from the great Prince Moka, and with two of his slaves no less." Said the protocol droid in the same monotone voice as all other droids.

Moka wanted to get straight to the point so he could get out of there as fast as he could. "Great Jabba, I came to visit, as I was already on the planet, then I saw these two girls I just had to have. I wish to buy these two girls from you and possibly set up a few trade deals between the Hutts and Kahl Corps. I feel we could do great business with each other." Moka said, switching to his business mode.

Hearing this, Jabba was silent for a few seconds then began speaking as the Droid translated. "The great Jabba would love a chance to enter into a trade deal with House Kahl. He says that the two slaves are very dear to him however, but is willing to part with them for the right price." Said the protocol droid.

Moka wanted to fill that slug full of holes, but knew that would only cause more trouble and cause him to go further into the dark side. Instead, he would lay foundations for future revenge. "I am grateful to you Great Jabba for being willing to part with the two for me, and I am willing to pay their price. Also, I wish to purchase land on Tattooine as well, would that be okay?" Moka asked as anticipation filled him.

To this, Jabba was silent once again, then began speaking. "The great Jabba is willing to sell these two slaves and the entire west quarter of Tatooine, which includes the city we're in right now for the generous price of 2 million credits." Said the Droid. Moka couldn't believe Jabba had the audacity to try to rip him off that. That's the cost of some luxury startships! Did Moka have the money? Of course, he could buy a few planets if he wanted, but it was about principle.

It was just two slaves Jabba probably never knew existed until now, and a few poor cities and a lot of worthless land! "Great Jabba, surely you know that price is steep for how little I am getting, even for us. So how about this. For that price, you throw in the rest of the slaves, the casino, and the airspace over the land I purchase. I wouldn't want to pay a tax everytime I go into my own land, now would I?" Moka asked coyly. He knew the slug would take the deal as he was just testing him to see his limits and his reactions.

Jabba let out a great laugh as his whole body jiggled. "The Great Jabba says that he likes you, Prince Moka and that you have a deal. The west sector of Tatooine is now completely yours after our transaction is done. He says that you are very clever as most people never think about owning the airspace when they buy land." Said the protocol droid, as he shuffled over to accept the transferred amount of credits from Moka, and then hand him his necessary documents of ownership.

When that was done, Moka had the Droid hand over the slave control system to him, and immediately freed both Emiry and Abbela. When their chains were off and slave devices removed, they felt so emotional, they wept on the spot, hugging each other for support. Letting them have their moment, Moka hashed out the final details with Jabba, as him and his people began to move back to his palace.

With the giant slug and his people gone, Moka gave Dragon Squad their orders. Moka ordered SK-8 to take droids from the ship and began setting up shop and building a base around the casino, as well as policing the streets, as without the Hutts to keep people in line, the streets would become lawless. The droids also spread the word that Moka was now in charge of this area and any acts of defiance would be met with death.

Moka ordered Jona to set up a med bay and begin examinations on the slaves and the poor in the area. Moka didn't even want to imagine how many diseases were spreading around a place like this. Moka then ordered Rain to escort the girls to get them decent sets of clothes and to get them cleaned up. With all the orders handed out, Moka had a rare moment alone. Seeing the telltale signs of a sandstorm brewing, Moka hoped that the crew would complete their tasks before it was too late.