Disclaimer: I own absolutely nothing, Grosse Point Blank, Star Wars or otherwise.

a/r (author's rants) This is sort of a cross between Grosse Point Blank and Attack of The Clones. You don't need to have seen Grosse Point Blank to understand it though. Also, I have no idea what year Attack of the Clones is supposed to be set in, if you know, please tell, it would help me improve the story.

1, Invitations and Threats

"Hey boss! Listen to this!" A high male voice chirped into the headset.

"Not now, Din, I'm working." She spoke, irritated, into the headset. A small weapon sat on her lap. She busied herself putting it together and chanced a glance out the window.

"No, Kai, I think you need to hear this."

"Oh, gods, who died?"

"No one died. Someone sent this in the mail."

"It's not a death threat, is it?" Kai asked, checking her weapon again.

"Not quite." Din answered. ""Dear Alumni: Can you believe it's been ten years? Where are you now? Are you guiding an Outer Rim Adventure tour trip like Styved Reneth? Or perhaps in charge of appearances for the Galactic Senate like Weisle Gunthek? Nandi Matlep owns a cheese shop! Looking at old transmissions and pictures evokes so many memories! Some good, some bad, but all interesting. As a graduate of the class of ((year?)), you are someone special. Whenever news of you filters back, the school is excited and proud of your accomplishments. Remember, "there's no where you can go that you haven't learned how to go in time." So come on back to the old oak tree, acorn. Signed, the reunion committee."!'" Din read enthusiastically. Kai scowled and glanced out the window again.

"Oh, come on Kai! Why don't you go, just for kicks?" Din sounded disappointed.

"Kicks? Why? Did you go to yours?"

"Yes I did. It was just as if everyone had swelled."

"Why are you so interested in me going to my reunion?"

"I just find it amusing that you came from somewhere."

"Thanks Din. Hang on a sec. . . ." She took aim at a man on a motor bike from her window position, waited for him to draw a concealed weapon, and fired.

Several things happen at once. The man on the bike fell dead. The man the biker had been aiming at dropped to the ground and covered his head, while his security guards drew their own weapons. No sooner had the guards dubbed it safe for the man to rise again, a supposed by-stander, in that only too familiar armor drew his own weapon and open fired on the man and his guards.

Kai raised an eyebrow and hurriedly packed her weapons.

Later. . .

"I've got one unhappy employer on the line, Kai." Din said into the head set.

"Tell them that I was paid for one job, the cyclist, which I finished. And while you're at it can you tell me why the hell Fett was there?" Akai Jdankis stood near her speeder in one of the more deserted ally ways of Coursant. She wore a particularly dark scowl on her pale face as she spoke into her communicator.

"I have Fett, if you want me to patch him through."

"Do that."

"Jdankis!" Jango Fett, a bounty hunter and assassin like herself, said cheerfully, as Din put him through. "Nice to talk to you again! Where are you these days?"

"Geonosis." Akai lied.

"Yeah, I can see you there on the deserted cliffs tops. Listen, I'd like to talk to you some time you know, one on one."

"I'll send you a transmission." She said, as Fett pulled his own speeder into the ally way.

"No I was thinking more face to face type thing."

"Oh alright. I'll see you then some time shall I?"

"Sounds great. We'll do lunch!" The speeder stopped. Jango Fett got out and slammed the door as he hung up, tossing his phone in the driver's seat.

"Jango."

"Akai." They shook hands, nervously and quickly. "So how you been?"

"Oh you know. . ."

"Right, listen I've been thinking, this line of work is getting competitive. There are a lot more of us out there, the employers are getting us much cheaper. Some of us have gotten together to form a little club-"

"You mean a union? Deepest apologies, but I've got to say no to that one, Fett sorry. I like the lone gunman aspect of the job. Relationships are dangerous." She interrupted.

"Oh come on Jdankis, everyone's in! The Psadi Brothers, the Dancers-"

"The knife throwers?"

"Yeah! Come on, Kai!"

"No, I don't trust any of them. And I'm sure as hell they aren't to fond me either"

"Kai, EVERYONE IS IN! This is a great opportunity!"

"And where do you stand in all of this? The boss of sorts? Or just a father figure to me?"

"Oh no, more of a Head of Affairs, doing the dirty work- you know, the filing and processing-"

"You know, Fett, you should become a Jedi. Then you can have those little pow wows with your buddies and get to carry a lightsaber legally." This statement seemed to break Fett's patience.

"I'll get you Jdankis. I'll get you." Fett pointed intimidating at her.

"Get me? Get what? Get lost." She waved off-handishly at him and Fett turned back to his speeder.

"Hey, you like that desert country, out on Tatooine?"

"Haven't been there in years."

"Awoh woo woo woo BOOM!" Fett imitated a barking sound and an explosion before jumping in his speeder and driving off. How she hated him. And how in hell did he know about Tatooine?

A/R: What do you think?

Tasies!

A Crazy Elephant