Star Wars: Boba Fett: A Practical Man by Karen Traviss brings the reader back to the very beginning of the Yuuzhan Vong invasion. This original novella is the latest Star Wars eBook publication, from Del Rey Books and will be available at eBook retailers on August 15, 2006. It also includes an exclusive excerpt from the eagerly anticipated STAR WARS: LEGACY OF THE FORCE: BLOODLINES (on sale 8/29/06) and an interview with the author.
On the surface, it seems like just another routine contract for Boba Fett and his Mandalorian commandos, but the mystery client who hires them to start a small war is more dangerous than any of them can possibly imagine. When the Yuuzhan Vong invasion force sweeps into the galaxy, the Mandalorians find they re on the wrong side fighting for an alien culture that will bring about the end of their own.
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Excerpt from Boba Fett: A Practical Man: Star Wars (Short Story) by Karen Traviss
Warmaster, we think too often in terms of dualism: Jedi or Sith, light or dark, right or wrong. But there are three sides to this blade, not two, opposed and similar at the same time. The third edge is the Mandalorian. All three sides care nothing for caste or species, only adherence to a code that unites. The Mandalorians remain the most formidable enemy of the Jedi: but the Sith are not always their allies. The Mandalorians even worshipped war itself, then simply turned their backs on their god. You might begin to understand them one day.
Vergere, explaining galactic politics to the Yuuzhan Vong shortly before their invasion of the galaxy, 25 A.B.Y.
Coruscant, 24 A.B.Y.: lowest level, in a quarter where nobody in their right mind would venture at night.
Boba Fett leveled the blaster and sighted up.
"You can run," he said. "But you'll only die tired."
His voice rasped through an amplifier. He never needed to shout: he could always be heard. His target-a Rodian counterfeiter called Wac Bur, who was unusually overweight for his species-had obliged him by running in ever-more-desperate maze-like circles in the depths of the quarter and had now found himself in a blind alley.
Wac meant lucky in Rodian. Wac Bur was not a lucky example of his kind, not at all.
"Dead or alive," Fett reminded him. The thermal imager of his blaster optics picked out Wac helpfully radiating heat under a pile of discarded packing cases. "Dead's easier. Come on. I'm a busy man."
The voice under the cases was muffled and pathetic. "Why are you doing this to me? I've never messed with you, Fett."
"I know," Fett said. "But you palmed off fake art on Gebbu. Hutts are very touchy about that."
It was just like old times. His cloned leg, courtesy of his former Kaminoan guardian Taun We, was still holding up fine in the chase. Fett never thought of himself as being in any kind of mood, good or bad, but this was as close to noticeably good as he'd been in a long time. He almost felt as if the future might hold something positive. He hadn't had that sense of general optimism since childhood.