The Sith War
Prologue
The Mandalorian male landed on Coruscant, thinking about the offer his former master had given him. He removed his mask and threw back the hood on his cloak, staring at the monitor. His own purple eyes stared back at him, with his unkempt platinum silver hair shining from the lights of his ship. "It's been 9 years since I left," he said solemnly. "And now he wants me to be involved with a sect of Jedi that only the Order knows about? What are you up to, Master?"
He pulled up his hood and donned his mask, heading off his personal ship. The Ebon Hawk, he thought. The ship of the soul that lives inside me. He feels content.
As he walked, he masked his presence in the Force, not wanting anyone to know about his return. The former bounty hunter and leader of the Mandalorians walked all the way to the Jedi Temple, feeling an unfamiliar presence to himself, but a familiar one for the soul within him. The streets were bustling as per usual, and almost every person didn't dare try and bump into him. With a very antique blaster rifle on his shoulder, his armor gleaming in the sun, and the dumbstruck faces of strangers watching, the Prodigal Knight knocked on the door to the Temple.
Its doors were remade with durasteel, and the building itself was entirely new. The doors were opened by a Trandoshan in black robes, and he roared in glee at the sight before him. 'Grey! You've returned,' the alien telepathically told him.
"Only because he told me about the sect you had created years before he trained me. What's my position, Djembe," he asked, walking inside the Temple.
'It's one that only you can fill,' the Trandoshan replied.
"And that is?"
'What I'd like to call the Tank, but I think you should consider leading the Shadows.'
"Not happening, Rancor. There's no reason for me to lead. Besides, I passed off the title I formerly held to somebody else. I don't need to lead anymore."
'That's not what Grand Master told me.'
"Djembe, you know that I am not capable of leading the Shadows. Besides, Tsunami would throw the hugest fit and try to fight me over the leadership. You lead, and I'll follow. I'll be your Shadow Tank. I'm the third member, huh?"
'Technically the fourth, but the third Shadow, yes.'
"Fourth? Who's the third then?"
They stopped before the Council chambers, and the doors opened, revealing Luke, Tsunami, and a blood red haired woman who was several years younger than Grey. Luke smiled happily, turning to see his former apprentices. "Hello! Welcome back, Memori," the Grand Master said joyfully.
"Grand Master, who is this woman," Memori asked curiously.
In unison, Luke and Djembe answered, "Recollectia Shan, the third member of the Shadows and the only Investigator!"
