Chapter 1

2 ABY

"I'm sorry Jedi," Samantha Meshla looked at Jedi Commando with tears beginning to well up in her eyes. Jedi just stared back at Sami shocked as he replied, "For what?"

"This," she closed her eyes and looked away as a lone tear ran down her face. Then Jedi Commando awoke panting and in a cold sweat. He cautiously got up from his bunk hoping not to wake anyone and gingerly exited the barracks. He needed time alone, time to think. He had been having similar dreams like this for nearly two weeks now, and he was shocked he hadn't earned the ire of his bunkmates by waking up screaming in the middle of the night. He had good reason to be worried too; the Force seemed to enjoy revealing things to come in ways like this. Of course he had barely any formal training, when a clone grunt started moving things with his mind the Order never really cared to investigate much, so these Force induced dreams remained something of a mystery to him. Thus the only thing left to do was ponder them as they drove him to insomnia.

He hadn't gotten far at all in the hidden Rebel Base he had found himself in after his last foray against the Empire before he was noticed by a patrol, well a lone soldier. "Excuse me sir," the soldier stopped Jedi, "I believe it's past your curfew."

"Like you ever listened to yours," Jedi retorted in his Concord Dawn accent as soon as he recognized the soldier. Jason Dosii grinned, "I didn't. So fatigues, got a hot date? I think I know where Sami's barracks are."

"Thanks but no. I need to be away from her anyway." Jason's grin quickly faded, "Look Jedi, if you too aren't happy…."

"For your information we happen to…"

"Hey I get it, anyway if she's suffocating you don't worry, Dr. Jason can help."

"I'd expect you to ask if you could catch her on the rebound." Jason shook his head, "Nah, Sami's my type of gal, but I'm stuck with Deliah for the moment so I'm not complaining."

"Never thought I'd see Jason Dosii tied down to one girl." Jason shrugged, "I was afraid I was becoming too much like a Corellian."

The pair of Mandalorians chuckled together. Finally Jason inquired, "So what you doing up anyway? I have to cover for the regular guy because he's supposed to hook me up with some new toys that go boom in case you're wondering."

"I could imagine. Anyway I just can't sleep."

"Jedi nightmares?"

"How did…"

"I've been in your squad for what four years now; I think I can tell when you have Force induced insomnia."

"Right."

"So what is this time, Vader, the Emperor, any other ancient Sith evil I should know about? Anything you want me to blow up?" Jedi shook his head, "I don't want to talk about it."

"Ok," Jason knew better than to question when Jedi didn't want to talk about something, "Anyway patrol's boring alone. I mean you aren't a hot girl but feel like joining me?"

"For what?"

"Oh I don't know let's be imaginative," Jason stated as he continued on his route followed closely by Jedi, "Ah I got nothing you want to talk about bolo-ball?"

"Go ahead," Jedi replied with a sly grin creeping across his face. Jedi had quite by accident realized recently on the last mission that Jason could talk the ears of a Gundark when it came to bolo-ball; and ever since Jedi swore the only thing Jason was more passionate about was women. In fact Jason had once borrowed Jedi's helmet to see if he could get scores alerts on the HUD during battle.

"Did you see the match last night?"

"Depends was it your usual team?" Jason nodded, "Of course I'd never miss a game! We have one of the greatest players in the galaxy and we still haven't won a league title since the Empire!"

"I assume it's another reason to hate the imps." Jedi replied. Jason nodded before the pair continued to discuss the sport until dawn and they had to report for their new mission. Jedi hastily returned to his barracks to throw on his armor and returned to Jason who was now arguing with their squad mate Afishee Ita over which of the teams they respectively supported was better. Jedi interrupted, "I hate to break this up but we do have a war to fight and a galaxy to save."

"Great idea, no one's every impressed ladies sitting around like this," Jason quickly blurted out. Ita rolled his eyes, "Of course that's what he thinks of."

The trio then proceeded to enter the briefing room where the rest of their cohorts that formed Prudii Squad awaited. "Captain," Jaster Kani, the squad's rather recently appointed advisor acknowledged Jedi as he walked in, "Jaster we can remain informal around vode."

"Yeah well, Scar is coming today and I need to make it look like I left for something better, he paid way more than what I make now."

"Yeah but now you're all warm and fuzzy on the inside knowing you're doing something good instead of beating down scum for a crime lord that has to compensate for something," Jason remarked. Jedi inquired, "Now wait a minute, what does Scar want with the Rebellion. Does he still think he has a shot with Sami or something?"

"I rather doubt that cyar'ika," Sami interjected as she strode over to Jedi and removed her helmet. Jedi did the same, "I suppose you want proof off that?"

"Basically," she said as they kissed. Jason interjected, "Eww that's nasty. C'mon guys get a room."

"Like you would," Jedi replied to the amusement of the rest of the squad as he shoved his helmet back on. "Ok fine, Deliah, let's make out."

"Tonight?" The Zeltron pilot replied. Jason shrugged, "Alright but it better be good."

"I'd hate for you to disappoint," Jedi bantered back. Jason was about come back with some witty remark but the door to the briefing room slid open as Scar Capono swaggered in. "Well if it's isn't the fiefeking Mandalorians," Scar remarked, "Why the hell did I agree to do this."

"Because deep down you're a charitable soul?" Jason asked mockingly. "Funny," Scar replied, "Anyway ever since you dragged the Empire into my operation I've realized that your Rebellion is much kinder to the free market than the Empire will be."

"Well wrong reasons but hey we'll take all the help we can get." The rest of the squad murmured their similar sentiments. "Good," Scar stated, "Now after you forced me to remove all those bounties off your heads leaving kriffing Imperial contracts I've been bathing in credits."

"So?" Jedi stated, "Have you come to gloat because you only needed Jason for that."

"Not at all! I heard your squad is constantly travelling so I invested in a starship for you, actually it's that old YV-100 bucket of bolts we escaped Coruscant with, but that's irrelevant. Congratulations, now do whatever you do, but make sure you shove it up Vader's rear."

"There's a catch to this isn't there." Jedi crossed his arms. Scar cursed, "Fierfek, ok, yeah I need protection and everyone's too busy pissing themselves when they see Mandalorians, let alone a Jedi Mandalorian, so can I just come with you? There's a bunk I can use and you can have the captain's quarters."

"Do we get to name the ship?" Jason interjected. Scar rolled his eyes, "At this point I don't care, do whatever, last captain never did name it anyway."

"In that case welcome aboard," Jedi stated in a welcoming tone as Scar grinned, "Excellent. Now if you will," he motioned for Jaster to begin. The Jaster let out a deep sigh of annoyance before beginning in a serious tone, "For starters Command would like to congratulate the squad on your last mission to Kuat."

"We're just doing our jobs," Jedi replied bluntly. "Right," Jaster nodded, "Now this next one is a bit of a history lesson. As you might be aware the Jedi Order was founded on Tython, and the planet still houses immense stores of arcane knowledge."

"So?"

"We believe the Empire has sent agents there to recover a…let's say unfriendly artifact, holocrons from the first darksiders that the ancient Jedi defeated. Who knows what horrors they can unleash upon us if they succeed in their task."

"So why do we get this mission?" Jedi asked. Jaster sighed, "We do happen to have two Mandalorian Jedi, and one of them has basic training in the Force."

"They really expect me," Jedi asked incredulously, "to be able to pick out an old recording gathering dust because I dealt with the Jedi of the Old Republic?"

"It seems so. I hope you're up for it." Jedi nodded, "I'll head to Tython immediately."

"One more thing, this mission is of a highly critical nature, only the squad, and select members of High command and me know about it we don't want any crazies running about. This stays off the books and this holocron must be destroyed."

"I take it if I find anything else interesting I should give it to Skywalker next time I see him?" Jaster shrugged, "Might as well, you seem to have weekly discussions about the Force with him anyway." It was rather true, Jedi had struck up a friendship with the Hero of Yavin, and the son of the Dark Lord of the Sith, not that Jedi would ever tell Luke, or anyone for that matter.

"I will depart for Tython immediately," Jedi stated. Jaster stated, "As you know I'm really not one for this but since you're dealing with Jedi osik and I'm your advisor I feel it fitting to say, may the Force be with you...err us."

"Oh, I have the warmest feeling we'll need it this time. Trust me."

Notes:

Vode-brothers/friends

Cyar'ika-honey, sweetie, baby

Osik-crap

So I really need to start working on this more consistently instead of writing something then waiting a few months before starting another story, but let's see how this goes, please enjoy and review :)

I also feel I should add I'm trying to phaze out any real world curses from this because

1) they have fierfek and words like that

2) It's Star Wars and I'm trying to make it at least some what suitable for younger kids (even though my OC Jason is...yeah...)

3) I kind of got sick of hearing my OC Scar swear all the time