Star Wars: Broken
This might have short chapters but I really don't care since it's my first story. I only own the OCs, and George Lucas owns Star Wars! Please review! Also as of right now this isn't the entire story, much more to come…
Chapter 1
Year: 1.5 ABY
"Incoming!" Jedi Commando ran head first into battle, the way Mandalorians should. As soon as he heard the cry, he scooped up his helmet and blaster and ran to the front lines. Right behind him were Sami and Jason. Blaster fire rained down on the valiant Rebel defenders, but they were greatly outnumbered by the Imperials. The battlefield was in chaos, smoke rose through the air. Jedi blasted any stormtrooper stupid enough to get into his blastersights. "Prudii lead respond." Jedi's heard over his comm. "Reporting!" he yelled straining to hear over the blaster fire, cannons, and screams of pain from the wounded. "We need you to even the odds with a bit of sabotage, you up for it?" Jedi grinned under his helmet. He wasn't a foot soldier after all, he was a commando. "Understood, flanking these imps as we speak." He ran over to where Sami and Jason were and barked out, "Squad with me! Mando'ade, Oya!" Ardenaline pumped through all of them, making the Mandalorian Rebels much more deadly to anything that stood in their path.
His squad fell in behind him, for once Jedi realized Jason hadn't made some witty remark. He ran towards the Imperials, a raging firestorm to whoever say his jet black armor, which was the last thing they saw until they crumbled, killed by Commando, Sami, or Jason. Just at the last second they launched they jet packs and careened upward towards the sky, leaving a vapor trail in their wake. "Woo hoo!" Great, thought Jedi, now it's time for Dosii's joke. "Can't touch me now eh chaakar! The ladies love a man who can fly!" Jedi sighed. He thought that it would come to this. Ever since Jason Dosii had gotten a jetpack attached to his armor it had been the basis of his humor. Jedi wished that his demolition expert just had mandalorian armor like Sami or he did. "Dosii?" he finally said.
"Yeah boss?"
"Shut it you di'kut."
"Harsh sir."
"Shut it! We got imps to slot and an artillery encampment to blow to the other side of the Galaxy."
That time it had been Sami to yell. She tended to get annoyed with Jason's wise cracks, Jedi tended to find some funny, but she hated most of them. "Both of you calm down, we don't want to argue our way to a firing squad!" That shut them up, that and the fact they were nearing the target area. "Ready for some action," asked Jedi. He could imagine their grins being as big as his as the both responded in unison, "Hell yeah." The Imperial artillery encampment was more like a fortress than a staging ground. There were four towers, one on each edge of the square that was their target. Jedi noticed at least twenty heavy cannons, some from the Clone Wars, the same ones that gave him cover long ago. He was behind those times. He felt that his duty from those days was over, and that a new tyrant needed to be stopped.
As they rocketed towards the ground someone noticed, and a barrage of blaster fire came towards their direction. The three Mandalorian Rebels fired back as the touched the ground, and their mission, one that could turn the edge of the battle to favor the Rebellion, became a full blown battle. These were the odds Mandalorians liked, the honor of coming out victorious when being greatly outnumbered. However as more and more Imperial gunners swarmed towards these three warriors, all seemed lost. Yet these commandos had one more trick to play.