Chapter 1: Mandalorians
"Take aim, fire!" The sound of blaster rifles ripped through the air. Blue flashes indicating, another five ARC Troopers are dead.
The execution squad giving no sign of mercy as the five bodies were dragged out of the firing range and thrown into the stack of
bodies already there from before. ARC Trooper 2154 or more commonly known as Cage, was push up onto the execution block
with four others. It was unfair but necessary. He had deserted, the worst thing you could do in battle. But the thing was, he wasnt
in a fight when he had. He was simply running away from the enemy within. He was apart of a band of ARC Troopers planning to
become mandalorian Bounty Hunters, Assassins, Spies and a range of other jobs, doing what they wanted. They had been
trained to never give up, fight until the end. Thats what they did. Only a handful of ARC troopers got away, but it all wasnt lost they
had gotten the one thing they needed. DNA of the mandalorian Bounty Hunter known as Jango Fett. He was and still is the
blueprint for the clones. And more so for the ARC Troopers. Trooper 2154 stared at the clone ready to strike him down. He closed
his eyes and waited for the familiar sound of a blaster rifle being fired. He wished that he had gotten away, or at very least to die
now, not wait for his death. He got his second wish.
Mos Eisley was a hard place to live. Smugglers, spies and assassins roam the streets constantly. So you never now when your
last moment is. A weapons smuggler was not very hard to find or be. This gave spies a perfect disguise to get peoples
information. And yet Azura was having no luck. Waiting behind her small stand in a secluded allyway. That was until she came
across a a familiar looking man. He looked like her teacher, a rogue clone ARC Trooper turned Mandalorian. When Order 66 was
commisioned many ARC Troopers had tried to escape clone camps, only a few got out. The others were either killed or taken as
slaves. But her teachers LAAT (Low Altitude Assault Transport) was the only one to grab the DNA strands of Jango Fett. Azura
decided to start the conversation. "Hi. What type of weaponry are you looking for?" The man replied "something of the old clone
era... Something ARC Troopers used." Azura paused, it was odd to ask for old weaponry as it was outdated. She found it
suspicious. So she chose her next question carefully. "Are you a collector?" "No" the man replied. Azura struggled to find the next
question."umm. Ok then. Ive only got those type of weapons back at my apartment, so if you want to follow me ill take you to
them." The man grunted but stepped back to let he out.
She led the man through the dark twisted alleyways of Mos Eisley until she came to a small graffitied building, she quickly glanced
behind he shoulder to see if he was still following. Then she knocked on the small metal door. The door had a small latch halfway
up the door and she jerked backwards as the whole door burst off its hinges, knocking her to the ground. Three men came storming
through the now doorless doorway with blaster rifles ready to fire.