The night-skies above Coruscant were a dark stormy-gray, with only the barest hint of rain in the air. In the distance, the huge dome of the Senate Building loomed over the skyline of the Senate District; almost completely dark for the Senate was not in session, though here and there lights glimmered in the stalk of the 'mushroom' part of the building. To ordinary appearances, it looked unchanged since the Great War, but with a few major differences. It was wider, had several turbolaser cannons on the roof, and to those who knew what the Jedi Temple looked like, they would have seen a huge five-towered structure on the 'dome' of the Senate Building, replacing the Old Temple that was destroyed at the end of the Great War. Nearby, the vast Imperial Palace loomed against the skyline, matched in height and size by the new Senate Building, now known as the Light of Heaven, under its new rulers.

Upon a nearby tower, surveying this massive edifice of architecture dominating the horizon was an armored figure, half-hidden in shadow. Closer inspection revealed that the armor was not of Coruscanti manufacture, nor of Kaminoan origin; rather, to those who knew of them, it was Mandalorian armor, now almost rare due to the policies of the galaxy's new rulers. The figure then stood up, and with a fizat lifted off into the air, and sped for the massive mushroom looming in the distance.

From far away, a cross-hairs followed the speeding form with rapid accuracy, but the owner of the sniper rife was not aiming to shoot, rather, they were tracking the progress of the flying Mandalorian.

The flying Mandalorian soon made it to the entrance of the Senate Building, and alighted upon a ledge. The T-shaped visor, darkened for stealth, glanced from side to side to make sure that the wearer had not been spotted, and then faced forward. A snap-hiss was heard, and the glowing green blade of a lightsaber could be seen briefly, before vanishing into the wall with a crackle. The Mandalorian drew a circle, leaving behind red-orange molten metal, into the wall. The circle was finished, and the Mandalorian put away the lightsaber, and with one hand, pushed the slice of wall inwards, cringing slightly at the thump it made.

But just before the Mandalorian could walk through the hole, some instinct caused him to duck down. Immediately, a purple-colored laser slammed into the wall, right where the Mandalorian's head would've been. He jumped through the hole, dodging another purple colored laser, and landed right on the floor of the maintenance walkways.

Outside, the cross-hairs locked on their target, a digitigrade humanoid alien cursing silently in its unidentifiable language reaching for a communicator. The trigger pulled, and a moment later, a red-colored laser slammed home into the Kig-Yar's head, blasting a hole clean through and into the wall on the other side. The cross-hairs moved around the dead target, searching for any others who might have been near enough to see it, but found none.

Inside the Senate Building, the armored Mandalorian creped through a vent in the wall, silently putting the grate on the floor beside him in the narrow tunnel, alert for any spy cameras in the area. He turned his head; silently scanned the surrounding area for any guards, then looked down, and nearly gave himself away then and there. Right beneath him, less than twelve feet down, stood two Jiralhanae on guard. Both of them were at ease, resting their Gravity Hammers on the floor beside them, chatting quietly in their native tongue, unaware of the Mandalorian above them.

You will leave this area for your shift is up.

Both of them shook their heads as that thought entered in both of their minds. The one on the right began to scratch its head in confusion.

You have forgotten that the shifts will change.

The one of the left turned to the one on the right and asked him something quizzically. It responded in the negative.

Then footsteps in the heavy thumps of two more Jiralhanae could be heard. The two looked at each other, shrugged, and began walking away. In a few moments, the area was silent. The Mandalorian inside his helmet grinned; they were such weak-minded fools, Jiralhanae. With a leap, he jumped down, and quietly ran across the hall, disabling any spy cams that might be around. To the operators, it just appeared that the cams had malfunctioned for a moment, and then cleared up. It certainly puzzled the Unggoy on duty, for those cams had been checked just yesterday. It looked at the screens for another moment, and then resolved to speak to Maintenance when its shift was over to check the cams again.

The Mandalorian knew his way around the Senate Building, for soon, he had made it up to the top of the dome, and into the new 'Temple' where the religious leaders of the aliens resided. Hearing footsteps, he ducked behind a corner as a group of the seven-foot tall aliens that called themselves "Sangheili" walked past him, weapons on their belts. They were not expecting an intrusion into their domain, not even by a Heretic.

Waiting until the Sangheili were past, the Mandalorian silently cursed in his native language, one of the few that had not been translated by the aliens, for not checking the routine patrols that the aliens regularly conducted. He had most certainly forgotten about that Kig-Yar; if it were not for his unusual power, he might not have been able to dodge the shot. But then again, the Kig-Yar were not up to the standards of Republic clone snipers so that was a lucky chance that he had been able to dodge it to begin with, for Kig-Yar had become notorious for hunting the 'Jeedii Heretics', often wearing lightsabers as trophies. Some had as many as ten lightsabers, though they usually had the scars to show that the Jedi that they had killed had not gone down without a fight.

Looking around to make sure that no more Sangheili were coming, he took off like a shot, running silently with a speed only Jedi were able to posses, when he slammed right into a Sangheili, half-hidden in the shadows standing by a door, the very same door that led up to where his target lay.

"Haar'chak!"

The Sangheili swung at him, punching him clear through the air where he landed with a thump. With a snap-hiss, the Mandalorian's green-colored lightsaber was ignited, and was held in reverse which was an uncommon grip for most Jedi.

"A Jeedii Heretic!" With a growl, the Sangheili took out a small device that resembled a lightsaber from a distance, but when activated, was as alien to the lightsaber as Mandalorian's were to the rest of the galaxy. The hissing of the Energy sword filled the air as the Sangheili advanced over to the puny Mandalorian. "Prepare for your death, Heretic!" it spoke in accented Galactic Basic.

"Ib'tuur jatne tuur ash'ad kyr'amur!" With a lunge, the Mandalorian leaped at the Sangheili, brandishing his lightsaber. With a clash, the energy sword and the lightsaber connected, and broke off, only to reconnect again and again.

Using speed and agility, the Mandalorian soon tired the taller, more powerful alien, who tried to finish him off with one swift stroke, but overextended his reach, allowing the Mandalorian Jedi 'Heretic' to plunge the green-colored lightsaber through its armored chest. With a gurgle, the Sangheili slumped forward, and sank to the floor, aided by the Mandalorian who did not want any sound to echo through the 'Temple'.

Getting up, he turned to the elevator, and pressed a button, saying as he did so, "Or'dinii."

The elevator doors opened, and the Mandalorian stepped inside, knowing that it'll be morning before the body would be found. The doors closed, and the elevator shot up like a turbolaser blast, only more silently. The Mandalorian put away his lightsaber hilt on his belt, where a much longer lightsaber hung. Taking out the longer lightsaber, the Mandalorian silently spoke in the still air as his goal came closer and closer, "Ni su'cuyi, gar kyr'adyc, ni partayli, gar darasuum, ori'vod." It was something he chanted, ever since the Fall of the Republic.

The doors hissed open, and he silently crept out. Here was the most critical part of his mission, for behind the double-doors, lay his target; the San 'Shyuum leader. With a snap-hiss, and the double-bladed lightsaber was activated, one blade blue, the other green. Holding it in before him, like a spear, the Jedi advanced towards the double-doors, wondering silently that for all of their security, the aliens did not have any guards up here at all. Though it could mean that it was a trap. He tensed in apprehension, but relaxed at the sight of two Sangheili bodies lying on the ground, chests still smoking. The location of the shots were evidenced by two holes in the windows; the sniper outside had been keeping a close eye on his progress.

Reaching the double-doors, he plunged his lightsaber into them, and swiftly cut a wide hole through them, and, with a wave of his hand, sent the two halves of the doors inwards, and jumped through. The chamber was silent, not a sound to be heard. The Jedi paused to check his surrounding with the 'Force', an arcane ability that the aliens deemed heresy, though they were hypocrites, as evidenced by their use of the 'converted' Jedi younglings. Nothing else was in the chamber, except his target; the Prophet of Truth, the supreme leader of the Covenant.

He crept forward, towards the back of the throne-like chair that the Prophet sat, and slept in.

"Ret'urcye mhi!"

The double-bladed lightsaber plunged through the back of the throne, and was withdrawn. Nothing seemed to have happened. The Mandalorian's eyes narrowed behind his helmet, and he crept around to view the front.

All that was there was a cooling hole where the lightsaber had plunged through.

"Welcome, Jeedii Heretic."

The lights flickered on, shining on the Mandalorians gold-colored armor as he spun around, his lightsaber coming up in a defensive pose.

Behind him, appearing out of thin air was a Sangheili warrior, called an 'Arbiter'. Appearing with it were several Jiralhanae, each one wielding a Gravity Hammer, several Sangheili, each one with an energy sword, and several Kig-Yar, energy shields activated, and blasters pointed at the trapped Jedi. Glancing behind him, he saw several more Sangheili with many of the alien creatures called 'Unggoy', enter the room from the sliced double-doors, and moved around him. Within seconds, he was surrounded by the soldiers of the Covenant.

"It would be best if you surrendered quietly, Jeedii, for you will not be hurt, or harmed." The Arbiter said, while several Jiralhanae started to advance towards the Mandalorian.

"Over my dead body." The Mandalorian said, for the first time in Basic, holding his lightsaber before him, daring the Jiralhanae to come any closer. "You will pay for killing the Jedi, my friends, my mentors, and my brothers!"

The Arbiters face was expressionless, "Then you will join them in death, Jeedii, attack!" It ordered, pointing with its energy sword. Immediately, the soldiers moved forward, preparing to attack, but stopped as a humming sound filled the air. It turned to face the windows, where several small ships, not seen since the Great War, were fast approaching.

"Ke nu'jurkadir sha Mando'ade!"

With a war-cry, the Mandalorian leapt into the air and impaled a Jiralhanae through the chest just as several armored figures smashed through the windows, and a battle-royal began.

Authors Note: Hello there, this is my first cross-over, so tell me what you think!