[Devrin pov]
Anakin walks in to the shop first, greeting Watto and the security droid, while the two drones quietly hover over head. I follow in after pulling a box Watto left outside for me to drag in.
Standing at the same height as most men on the planet, 5'8, Watto pushes most physical grunt work off to me. "What in this box. It's heavier than a Krayt Dragon." Picking it requires most of my strength, or what Watto thinks is my strength.
"I doesn't concern you." Watto waves me off a motions for his droid to pick it up. Perfect.
I send a quick glance at Anakin, who nods subtly. Anakin spent the last 2 months getting precise schematics on the make shift security droid. Knowing exactly where the fail points are on a droid can be very helpful in causing a distraction.
Right as the droid picks up the box, with all of Watto's attention on us, Anakin uses a force pull to break the hydraulic cylinder keep it upright. To Watto it look like his droid crapped out trying to lift the box. Upset he yells "Anakin fix the droid!"
"Okay!"
I help Anakin lay the droid down on the workbench. He opens the midsection panel and begins "diagnosing" the issue, all while I slowly move under the floating drones. The drones aren't very large, maybe like a volleyball, what it does have is a single fire blaster and excellent aim.
Their attention is on Watto, with his close proximity to Anakin prompting the drones to focus on that. My focus on the force flowing thru me, I reach out for one drone, quickly using Mecha Deru to change its allegiance. Starting on the second one, I hear Anakin.
"His hydrologic cylinder cracked." He said with a familiar edge in his voice, probably not happy about being so close to Watto. Gotta move fast, pushing myself, I use Mecha Deru on the other drone and refocus on Anakin and Watto.
"Go get one from storage." Watto says looking at me them walking toward the storage.
"Copy." I replied following him to the back room. He opens the door, I grab the cylinder, we leave but not before I keep the door unlocked with Mecha Deru. Watto slams it shut expecting it to lock,
I smirk.
Anakin grabs the cylinder and before he start he looks at me carefully. I return a small nod patting his head. "What do want me to do with this box?" I ask turning attention back to the box.
"…." Watto thinks for a moment, "bring it to my office."
"Copy." I say turning away from him. A smile that would give everything away forms on my face. I hear Anakin power down the droid for "maintenance", the final deadly obstacle out of our way.
Watto opens the door to his office walking straight to his holonet device. Placing the box on his desk, I flick my wrist, the slave controller quietly sails thru the air and into my possession.
Turn around I place it within my clothes and walk out of Watto's office. Closing his door, but not without "Mecha Deru-ing" the lock. Walking back to Anakin still working on the bot I ask "you not finished yet?" A code.
"Almost." He replied looking at Watto's office. He can be done whenever that's a code.
"Good, finish up and take this." I say quietly dropping our facade. I hand him the controller, "make sure this and anything connected to it never work again."
He nods resolutely. "Will you be okay?"
"I'll be fine. Go take care of that for me." Patting his head, I stand the droid back up and place my palm in its chest.
A full droid is way harder to turn than a couple droid, after practicing on C-3P0,
This should be a cake walk.
Feeling the force flow through me I feel no resistance, my mind firmly taking control of its systems. I'm Feeling a much smaller reaction from droid than C-3P0, it must have worse AI, talk about cheap Watto. Then connection, feeling the AI now responding to me with more that basic commands.
"Go to the door. No one in or out." I say before stooping it. "You need a name." Thinking I say "rng-1, For now."
The droid nods, then takes his place at the door, quietly surveying the area. I inched my way back to Watto's office here him on a call.
"…Doesn't matter, he'll wear them, it's not like he has a choice." Watto say ending the call. That settles it he had to go. I was gonna let him live, but no he want to force someone into something, and I refuse for it to be one of my family members.
Slowly entering the room I grab the DL-28 pistol I kept from jango. Walking up quietly behind Watto while he start to open the box on his desk. Placing my blaster just behind his head.
"Goodbye Watto."
Watto hits the floor with a sharp thud before he can turn around. No blood pools around him my blast bolt making sure to seem at the wound from the inside out.
I take a deep breath. Letting the moment pass, I begin going through Watto's, or more correctly my things.
All thing considered Watto was good at business, 200k in credits, just the shop itself is worth 80k. Not to mention all the junk in the place, easy 300k.
Then my attention fall on the box, if it hadn't come I may have had to wait for a better opening. But luck would have it he called us in early, well before opening, to help with it.
Opening the box I see a case with a symbol I never thought I'd see again.
ARASAKA.