Titan walked down a dim alley, the smells of waste assaulting his nose. He grimaced behind his visor, but pushed on towards the brightly lit street at the end of the alley. He stopped just before walking out, surveying the street. Much more brightly lit and way cleaner, the street had a vibrant feel to it. People joked as they walked down it, carefree and happy. They seemed to have blocked out the large, ominous building less than a block down the street from where Titan stood. The prison was a formidable beast, full of lesser criminals. The high priority prisoners, the supervillains, were held deep below the facility. Titan smirked as he stepped out into the street, looking over the guards that stood in front of the doors. They stood in perfect form, their weapons glistening at their belts. Unfortunately for them, Titan knew that they had never used them in a real fight, much less against a warrior like him. He strode up to them, a confident smirk hidden under his visor. "Stop right there!" one of the guards called. Titan kept walking, moving slightly faster. "I mean it, stop there and drop your weapons!" His voice gave a slight tremble of fear. Titan suddenly bolted forward as the guards tried to draw their weapons. He swung his fist at one, cutting his throat with his bracer blade. The other one managed to pull out his gun, letting off several shots before Titan slammed a fist into his gut. The man dropped to a knee wheezing. Titan reached down and grabbed the man by the throat. He lifted him up, forcing him to look into his visor, then slammed his head into the man's forehead, smashing a dent into his head. He looked at the dead man for a moment, then dropped the corpse. He walked forward and kicked the steel door of the prison in, slamming it into the guards who had assembled to fend him off. Titan smiled as they let off dozens of shots, each glancing off of his armor like light off of a mirror. He raised his arm, shooting a wrist rocket into the group and sending many of them flying across the hallway, stone dead. He walked up, unsheathing Clarent and ramming him through the nearest guard. The smart ones started running as he swung Clarent, cutting down those who tried to stop him like stalks of wheat, grinning at the thrill of being unstoppable in this moment. He walked through the bloody mess, his heavy steps echoing through the halls. He passed cell after cell, inmates clamoring for him to let them out. Titan remained silent, walking at a steady pace. The vast majority of the guards had been slaughtered at the door, and those who remained were too frightened to face him. Reaching an elevator, he tapped the button for the level his target was on. ------ After a particularly dreary elevator ride, Titan stepped out onto the sixth floor. He strode through the stark white halls, passing cell after empty cell. Finally, he reached the cell he was looking for. He approached the bars as the man inside turned. "Someone finally got the guts to kill me, huh? Who hired you? I wanna know so I can haunt them, pay the debt they got from killing me." Titan slammed his head into the cell door, sending it flying into the opposite wall. He walked forward, towering over the small figure of the mob boss. "Well? Who hired you?" Titan put his gauntlet on the man's shoulder. "Why Mr. Stonewell, I'm not here to kill you. Quite the opposite, I'm here to break you out. Gather all the men you want out of these convicts and meet me at the entryway. I've got a job for you, and I think you're going to like it." ------ Titan leaned against the white and red wall of the entryway, staring out at the now empty street. Stonewell, stepping over the bodies of the dead guards, walked up behind him, a motley group of convicts following him. Titan turned and looked them over. "I've picked this bunch. We're ready to hear about this job." Stonewell looked suspicious, as any person would when freed by a random Mandolorian covered in blood. "I figured you'd want revenge on the guys who put you in there. Being the generous person I am, I decided you might appreciate my help." Stonewell looked stunned. "What do you have in mind?" Titan smiled dangerously under the visor. "A very, very warm reunion."