Star Wars: The Hunter's Gambit: Book 1, Revelations

By Jim Limber Davis

Set nearly a thousand years before the slaughter of Darth Plageuis and the rise of Emperor Palpatine with the execution of order 66, this series is about a young boy whose family was ripped away by Jedi serving the Republic. They wanted no opposition and followed their orders meticulously to terminate all non-Jedi orchestrated training and control all new Force sensitive beings to serve the Republic or be watched closely. This included the Revanite training camps where this young boy would be separated from his family.

He was deemed not Force sensitive by the Jedi and orphaned while his parents and sister were sent to a prison and reeducation facility on a distant world. As he aged he learned a great many skills ranging from pilot and engineer to warrior and spy in the ranks of the Republic Navy all the while unraveling his secret powers, still unnoticed by the Jedi.

From the age of five until twenty-two, this victim of Republic arrogance acquired skill after skill until he found a calling as a smuggler bringing medicine to the victims of the Republic’s war with the Empire in order to earn the credits to free his family from that Republic prison planet by paying the tyrannical fines levied against them. Some benevolent defenders of liberty the Jedi and their Republic turned out to be.

Eventually Republic law caught up to this young smuggler and his ship was confiscated. To make matters worse, he learned shortly thereafter that Imperial operations succeeded in destroying that Republic prison in a raid against Jedi leadership.

Ten years later with nothing to lose, grudges still burning hot, and a team of allies at his side, Erikson Autarchic is about to change things forever if he survives the return of Revan.

• Language: English
• Publisher: Jim Limber Davis
• Release date: Dec 25, 2015
• ISBN: 9781310632662

Jim Limber Davis

Jim Limber Davis was born to an American woman and a European father. He grew up in the Southern United States. Eventually he moved north, to Indiana, to be with his adopted daughter in 2005. Since then Mr. Davis has become very fond of history, economics, and fixing the terrible conditions that plague humanity. After being struck with a couple of layoffs beginning in 2010, Mr. Davis began rejecting government welfare entirely and set out to understand the problems that were causing his terrible luck.Above everything else, Mr. Davis is a man devoted to the principles of voluntaryism and nonaggression. In personal debates he is very passionate. He means what he says and he says what he means. He is very much the product of two systems set in eternal conflict with one another; tyranny and liberty. His life is nothing compared to that of characters such as Edmond Dantes, V, or Frodo Baggins. Jim Limber Davis is more of the individual who was caught up in a storm and pulled himself up without the aid of a priest and his treasure map, a special biological enhancement, or even the friendship of a wizard and might fellowship, but his own will and determination.Mr. Davis is a man like so many of us who is forgotten and left to fend for himself while the rest of society’s vultures pick what they can off his weaken state. He is one individual who is determined to make a positive change through voluntary and peaceful means or die trying.Mr. Davis is an avid reader and mostly self educated with some college experience. His self educated background is comprised mostly of spending hours searching and reading the documents that are scattered throughout American History. While most with a passion for history outside of a standard educational setting are avid readers of information compiled by others, Mr. Davis compiled the information himself by digging through the resources listed in the books written by others; and by spending hundreds of hours on the phone and personally going through several state archives.Many of his works he gives away for free. So if you're interested in encouraging more or just want to show a little appreciation, feel free to visit www.JimLimberDavis.com and donate!

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Star Wars

The Hunter’s Gambit

BK 1:

Revelations

Written by Jim Limber Davis

Art by Adriane Hughes

Special thanks for support to:

Mrs. Deborah Hughes

Ms. Jane Odiwie

Mr. Adam Cook

Their generous support is greatly appreciated!

Thank you!

Copyright 2015

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Also by Jim Limber Davis, Published at Smashwords:

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Morality Defined

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Table of Contents

Chapter 01 Duma Strike

Chapter 02 Show Down

Chapter 03 God Hunters

Chapter 04 Bounty of the Hunter

Chapter 05Personal Demons

Chapter 06Hand of Revan

Chapter 07 Miranda

Chapter 08 Shattered

Chapter 09 The Culling

Chapter 10 Legacy

Chapter 01

Duma Strike

Erik, there’s problem with the NAV computer, Mako said with concern in her voice. Erikson, the captain and owner of the customized D-5 Mantis light patroller-gunship shifted his seat around and forward to the main flight controls. This was nothing new to him or the rest of his crew, but Mako never learned to be easy in these situations. She was his wife more or less, the love of his life. He was her savior and protector after nearly a standard year long struggle to win the title of Champion ofThe Great Hunt. A title thousands upon thousands compete for and only one wins every so many years.

She began expressing more concern, Honey, we have to turn around.

You know we can’t do that in hyperspace, Erikson retorted with a little concern in his voice too! Hyperspace scans indicated numerous large victory class vessels in their path emitting some kind of frequency that was disrupting the hyperspace lanes. Mako, this might be the one, Erikson told her. She never wanted to hear that from him. He saved her from a horrible fate on Nal Hutta and joined him only to fall for him hard upon the emotional heels of losing the only father figure to take responsibility for her as an abandoned child. Dying in the vacuum of space is not how she wanted to go.

Clicking the intercom, Battle stations everyone. Torian fall in with Blizz. He’s gonna need your help, Erikson relayed. Skadge, a nearly seven foot tall and extremely muscular Houk Erikson picked up during a contract that sent him to Belsavis a few years back, came stomping into the cockpit. He settled himself into a gunner’s seat and strapped in. Oh, yeah! Dis gonna be fun! He was a psychopath, but just as loyal as the most honorable Wookie!

Moments later Gault Rennow, a Devaronian who lost a gambit and horn to Erikson on Tatooine, came hustling into the cockpit and seated himself in the other gunner’s chair and strapped in. Gault was a gambler, smuggler, profiteer, and general weasel willing to do anything but work for a credit chip until Erikson taught him otherwise. It was a potentially expensive lesson for Gault. One he was reminded of everyday with the way his head is now balanced due to a missing horn. Maybe this will prove my allegiance to you. After all, how long can you really hold a grudge?

2V-R8, Erikson’s sliced droid, was trying to relay something on the intercom when the Mantis was ripped from hyperspace and brought to a near halt; well relatively, going still roughly 1,100 kilometers an hour which is slow in comparison to jumped light speed. All lights in the ship went to a dull red, shields boosted to maximum, and Erikson smashed a lit blue button towards the top of his console. The modified EMP started a brief charge before emitting a massive neon blue pulse that radiated all about the Mantis.

That’s three frigates. Time started. You don’t get the drop on me that easy, so hit ‘em hard boys, Erikson charged, half talking to the crews of the ambushing vessels and his own crew! Skadge and Gault went nearly berserk. The three republic frigates were meant to ambush the hunter and his crew but failed. Gault laid hard on the controls ripping through the exposed hull of one frigate he was working on which began combusting internally due to the modified EMP blast. Turbo laser fire ignited the liquid thorium coolant in it and caused the frigate to explode. Skadge sawed off an engine of his target with green laser fire causing the frigate to begin an out of control spiral before self correcting. No shields for these frigates meant the turbo laser cannons Blizz and Erikson modified would skewer and slice through these light durasteel hulls. Fire from his turbo laser cannon shredded the frigate’s fuel tanks and finished it off in a fiery eruption.

Despite their initial success they were still receiving heavy fire. Blizz was in an uproar in the engine room and could be heard all the way in the cockpit barking orders, in his spazzing chittery little voice, to Torian. Jawa’s were often among the most clever of engineers but were ruffled just as easily as anyone else under pressure. However, Blizz was not the average Jawa. Among a genius species with a knack for mechanical engineering, Blizz was a genius among the geniuses. Each successive blast that racked the Mantis’ hull was stronger than the last as the ship’s shields began failing. And now they were in for it.

Asteroids. LOOK OUT, screamed Mako! Erikson tilted the controls and thumbed a switch causing the Mantis to barrel roll to its starboard side placing an asteroid between them and the third frigate. Coming around Mako acquired three missile locks and fired. Skadge and Gault finished off the frigate with laser fire through the engine’s thrusters.

That’s how it’s done, Erikson complimented his crew!

Coming up on another asteroid, Erikson steered close to its surface. As expected, six groups of two Talon fighters came screaming around, blasters wailing on full power. It was lucky Talon pilots always came in pairs, unlike Imperial fighters which swarm everything! Gault, Skadge, and Erikson ripped through them with their laser fire. Over there, Mako shouted and pointed! A Jedi fighter!

I hate these guys, Muttered Erikson. He may not have had Mandalorian blood in his veins but Mandalorian spirits comprised his heart. With shields back to maximum Erikson flipped a switch on his consol which boosted engine power to weapons and another to override the cooling feature of the Mantis’ missile bays. Mako acquired a lock and let loose a rapid salvo of four missiles. The Mantis’ turbo laser cannons, under Skadge’s and Gault’s control, wailed sending overcharged green laser bursts against the Jedi’s fighter. The Jedi was fast and evasive, but it wasn’t enough to dodge all of the missiles or even half of the laser bursts; nor was his piloting skills a match for Erikson’s today. It didn’t have to be this way. Sadly in Erikson’s heart of hearts he knew the Jedi was just following orders like any other soldier, completely unaware of the truth about how he was the aggressor and Erikson the victim.

We’ve got to stop that jammer! Mako, find where it’s coming from, Erikson order! Coming around another asteroid spinning in place, a group of heavy Ace Talon fighters were charging them. The Mantis’