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Chapter 9: Known and Unknown


D'Astan Sector - Serenno System

Dooku's Palace


Kardan Blisk walked down the halls which took him deeper into Dooku's palace, on either side of him were B2 Super Battle Droids who were escorting him to see the Commander-and-Chief of the CIS himself.

After he had managed to escape from the Battle of Mustafar, he was quick to make way to the Separatist Capital world of Raxus Secundus, where he told of what he saw, and what had become of the two fleets that had been destroyed. At first the Separatist Council didn't believe him, claiming it was a Republic Fleet and he was overreacting. However, surprisingly he received a message from Count Dooku himself, who wished to see him in person at his Palace on Serenno.

Kardan accepted the invitation, and here he was: Being escorted to meet the man who stood against the Republic. He was nervous, very nervous, in fact, but he was using all of his training to hide the fact as he approached a large set of doors. The two Droids opened the doors, and allowed him to enter the 'throne room' of Count Dooku.

Sitting on the opposite side of the room, in a chair behind a desk, was none other than the Count, who seemed to be going over a few Datapads. However when Kardan stepped inside, he looked up and smiled slightly "Ah… you must be Lieutenant Commander Kardan Blisk, I presume?" He asked.

"Yes sir," Kardan said, as he stood at attention and saluted, "Reporting as requested."

"No need for formalities, Commander." Dooku said with a small chuckle, "Relax, be at ease." Kardan nodded, as he loosened up. "Now, Commander… I have read your report, and I must say… I am very surprised indeed… tell me, what did the ships look like?"

"Some of them resembled Republic Star Destroyers, sir," Kardan said. "But others… I had never seen before, but they had no Republic markings, or anything that resembled anything of Republic-make. Not even the fighters matched standard GAR configurations."

The Count's eyebrows furrowed in thought at that. If there was a new faction in the mix, then this could mean trouble for him and his master's plans.

"Interesting...and you said there were Mandalorians riding on beast-like droids who assaulted the facility on the planet?" he said, and the pilot nodded.

"Yes sir." Kardan said. "Some of the armor I saw them wearing was Shock Trooper Armor, but the others wore armor of a different type. They swarmed over the ground forces, and ripped the fleets apart."

"And what of the counterattack?" Dooku asked. "You had them beat, but then these new attackers came to their aid, caused a pincer movements and surrounded your fleet and ground forces… and you claim you saw figures on the ground using Lightsabers?"

"Yes sir," Kardan said. "We have no idea where they came from, other than the ships were coming from the Surface of Mustafar, and their forces all used a mix of different Lightsabers from what I saw. However since they used different ships, I believe they were not part of the Unknown Fleet's plans, and they just shared a common enemy with us for some reason."

The Count hummed in concerned thought at this. Another Force-Adept faction who fought on the side of these newcomers, and they help assist in destroying the fleet sent to subdue them. However another thought entered his mind about something else from the report.

"And this mystery starfighter you mentioned in the report. You said you had quite the hard pressed duel with it." he said and Kardan nodded.

"Yes, the ship was something of a sight I had never seen before..." he said. "It was agile, fast, and had quite the weaponry. However, it was the pilot that had given me a sense of dread I never felt before. Whoever they were, they are skilled in how they piloted that ship."

Dooku closed his eyes for a moment, before he opened them and stood up. "I must thank you for bringing this to our attention, Kardan," he said, as he walked around his desk. "This information is troubling, but whoever these new enemies are, we can anticipate them… but we cannot simply let them roam free, as I doubt that was the full front of whatever military force they could present."

He began to walk towards Kardan. "You have the most experience fighting them," he said. "Which is why I am assigning you to a new task force I have created to hunt down these ships. Find them, and destroy them. We do not want the Republic gaining anymore allies."

"I understand, I will not fail you sir," Kardan said, nodding. Dooku smiled a bit at that. "Good, I can sense your loyalty to the Separatist cause, Commander," he said. "And I have read your file… you have every reason to hate the Republic… unfortunately, because of the War, we cannot send you very many ships from our fleet as we must focus on the Republic. But I can loan you as many as I can..." he handed him the Datapad, as Kardan looked through the ships.

As he read through it, his eyes widened. "A… A Subjugator, sir?" he asked, shocked.

"Yes," Dooku said, "The ship of the class herself, the Subjugator. Although she does not have the same Ion Cannon of the Malevolence, she has a weapon just as deadly… a Trihexalon launcher. This vessel can cause much damage to a planet's surface if used. With that, I am also lending your Task Force three Recusant destroyers and four Munificent Star Frigates… however, I believe you will need more than that. Henceforth, you shall be working with a Mercenary Group that has served the Separatists since Geonosis… have you heard of the Sabaoth Squadron?"

Kardan's eyes widened at the name.

"The Sabaoth Squadron? I thought they were wiped out at the beginning of the War," he said, complete surprise coloring his tone.

"At least over half of their number, including their previous leader, Captain Toth, yes. But there were a decent amount of survivors, led by now their new Commander, Trask," Dooku said. "They have been fighting in the outer rim since Geonosis, but I have recalled their entire force to help in this mission." Then Dooku reached into his pocket. "However, if you are to be in command of the Task Force… I suppose you would have to be more than just a Lieutenant Commander, now won't you?"

He pulled out the CIS Rank Insignia for a Captain, and presented it to Kardan "Congratulations… Captain Kardan Blisk," he said. "You are to report to the Subjugator and set out to meet with the Sabaoth Squadron Forces at Sullust. From there you will return to Mustafar, and find any clues as to where the unknown fleet had gone."

Kardan blinked for a few moments before accepting the insignia, and giving a salute.

"At once, sir," he said, and Dooku nodded before dismissing him. As soon as he left, Dooku went over to his desk and pressed a few buttons, calling for his secretary. The hologram image of a Neimoidian soon appeared.

"Yes Milord?" said the alien.

"Send a messenger for Chop'aa Notimo to meet with me at once. Tell him it's urgent," the Count said with a tone of finality, and the Neimoidian gave a bow of his head.

"At once Milord." With that the transmission ended, leaving Dooku alone to think whether he should contact his master of this development. He hadn't told him yet of the mysterious fleet that attacked the base in the Mustafar System, and was contemplating whether to tell him or not.

The past two months had been very interesting for Dooku, as about one month before, his Master had tasked him on keeping an eye on the apprentice of Anakin Skywalker, Ahsoka Tano. It was done because he believed Ahsoka was somehow connected to the recent disappearance of Pantoran Senator Riyo Chuchi. So doing as instructed, he sent a spy droid to her room.

The droid remained in Ahsoka's room, keeping an eye on what transmissions she made. He quickly discovered that his master was correct. However, this also revealed something else… apparently the senator had landed on a backwater planet a few parsecs away from Ratataka called 'Earth' and befriended a local. And somehow during this endeavor, she had discovered she was force-sensitive.

But what was the largest shock was that somehow this 'Earth' had knowledge of their galaxy, including that he created the GAR, as well as his identity as Tyrannus, and numerous other things a backwater planet should not know. He had sent a team of Droids to capture them, but the attempt failed. Since then, he had been taking a close interest into the planet, listening in on all of the communications between Riyo and Ahsoka, even after the droid was discovered and destroyed by Ahsoka, his master had implanted a new and more advanced hidden listening device within Ahsoka's arm without her knowing, so Dooku could be kept up to date.

For some reason, Dooku believed that this unknown fleet of ships, and this 'Earth' were somehow connected. He did not know how, but he would find out. He knew he felt a disturbance in the force several weeks ago, one which promised great change in the galaxy. But a change to what… he did not know.

He sighed, as the Dark Lord sat in his chair once more. Everything was beginning to get much more complicated as the war dragged on… his only hope was that soon his Master's plan would come to fruition… and they would all finally have peace.


Meanwhile - Endor System, Moddell Sector

November 25th 2010/22 BBY - Inside Former Death Watch Bunker.


After the two groups had met one another outside the Bunker, in order for Jango to give both his son and the others a full explanation as to why he was there and how he was alive, which was why now Jordan, Boc, Shae, Boba and Sintas sat across a meeting table where the three Mandalorian Knights, Jango and Aira-Ty sat.

"Well, where shall we start?" Jango said.

"How about first you tell Boba why you're married, and for how long, and to us what you have been doing the last year?" Jordan asked and the Former bounty hunter placed a hand on his face and let out a groan. He then looked at his son who had a neutral look on his face.

"...in order," Jango said. "Technically we had been married before Boba had been born… but during our time in Cuy'val Dar we had to hide our marriage from Dooku, we didn't want to run the risk of him using us as a bargaining chip against you to keep us loyal."

"Why do that?" Jordan asked, even though he knew the answer.

"Because I hated that man," Jango said quickly. "He and the Jedi are the reason the True Mandalorians were wiped out at Galidraan, he lead the assault, so he takes the blame. And on top of that, I had discovered that he tortured and killed a good friend of mine who survived Galidraan just so he could get more information about me." He narrowed his eyes. "I wanted to find a way to pay him back for everything he did… and he gave me the perfect chance by helping him make the GAR."

"So, you let Obi-Wan follow you to Geonosis to give the Republic a heads-up on the Army being built there, so the GAR could attack and cause a critical blow to the CIS," Jordan said, causing both Jango and Aira-Ty to blink in surprise. "And you used a personally trained Clone body-double to take your place at Geonosis, so Dooku wouldn't try to hunt you down. And in doing this, you also made sure the GAR couldn't be dependent on the Fett DNA Template as they would have to use the DNA of Clones, which degrades after each generation. Am I right?"

Jango and Aira-ty were shocked by how Jordan theorized exactly what their plan was.

"Y-Yeah, that's correct," Jango said. "How did you-?" he said before Jordan raised a hand.

"I'll tell you, once we head back to Earth," he said, before Boc blinked as he remembered.

"Aw shit!" he shouted catching everyone's attention. "She's gonna kill me! Dammit, I've should've called them before we left!"

Jordan blinked. "Call who?" he asked. "What's wrong D.J?"

D.J. decided to elaborate. "I need to call my family in Auberry. My mother is probably FREAKING out by now! No doubt my face is probably on ABC Action News!" he then sat down on one of the chairs as Shae sat next to him.

"Calm down, Boc, we'll get back as soon as we get everything fixed up here. In fact you still haven't reopened the vault," the female Mandalorian said, and D.J. sighed.

"I know, but my mother...she's not the type to listen to anybody. She's crazier than a Rancor in mating season!" Boc groaned out.

"And you're bringing this up now of all times?" Jordan asked with a raised eyebrow. "Kinda in the middle of something here, you don't see me worrying about my family back home."

Boc took a breath. "Sorry, it's just that we were so busy, I forgot to call them," he said before looking at Jordan. "Go ahead, I'll try to figure out something later."

Jordan sighed as he shook his head before turning to Jango. "Sorry 'bout that," he said. "Anyways, as we were: We will explain how I figured it out when we go to Earth. I think I've got most of your plan laid out… but exactly how did you meet the Knights here, and what's this Mandalorian Union? And why did you leave Boba behind?"

Jango sighed as he looked at Boba. "We didn't want to leave him..." He said with a tired sigh. "But Dooku at the time had his eyes on him, if I had brought him with me… I'd have been risking everything I have been setting up for years."

He then looked directly at Boba. "Boba… please, understand this..." he said. "Me and Aira-Ty didn't want to leave you… you are our son, no matter what. When enough time had passed we would have found and contacted you, but..."

Boba was silent, however he glanced at Aira-Ty, who looked at Boba as well. Although he could see she was trying to remain composed… he could see the sorrow in both her and his father's eyes. Finally, he spoke. "Why… do you keep saying I am both of your son?" He asked. "I thought I was a Clone, after all."

Aira-Ty shook her head. "No, Boba," she said. "you are not a Clone… at least, not entirely… you see, when you were born… you were born using the DNA from both Jango and Me, using a Gene Splicing technique the Kaminoans used." Boba's eyes widened at that, as did the others minus Jango and the Knights. "Although you were born as a Clone… you are… both mine and Jango's Son."

Aira-Ty then sighed as she looked at her hands on the table. "It tore at my heart for all these years… that you and I couldn't be together..." she said. "I wanted to be there with you… to help you… but if I did that, I wouldn't have just endangered me and Jango… we would have been endangering you too..."

Boba looked down at his hands as he took everything that the woman, his mother, just said. It was hard trying to figure out what is true and what is not.

He felt his emotions all buzzing around inside him, all fighting for control. He didn't know whether to be sad, happy, or angry anymore. It was frustrating.

Jordan could sense Boba's frustration through the Force. He internally sighed a bit, knowing what Boba was going through wasn't easy, and he'd probably be in the same situation if it was him. The Bounty Hunter seemed to look at Jordan for a moment, and Jordan gave him a small reassuring smile.

Boba then remembered back a few weeks ago, back after they had watched Episode III. He remembered what Jordan had told him that day back on Earth. He thought back, as he remembered being with Jango on Kamino before the war. He even remembered Aira-Ty, who helped train the Clones herself, and would help him in his own training as well. The reason why she did it were now perfectly obvious. However thinking back, he knew how much his father, and now apparent Mother, had cared about him… and he realized that everything Jango and Aira-Ty had done…was for him.

He then felt a hand on his shoulder and saw Aira-Ty giving him a fond smile. A smile any mother would give their child. Then the woman embraced her son in hug. "I've wanted to do this… for so long… my son..." she whispered.

For a few seconds Boba was still, however slowly, his arms moved, and before any of the others knew it… Boba Fett was returning the embrace of his mother for the first time in his life, which became tighter as Boba buried his head into her chest, and silently cried happy tears… after nearly a year of being alone, he finally had a family again.

Boc opened one eye, after his near meltdown, as he looked at the scene, and couldn't help but smile. It was the same with everyone else, including Sintas. Jango stood up and placed his hand on his son's shoulder, a small, but noticeable grin on his face.

"Well, I guess I can say Revan was right when he said your dad had a surprise for you, Boba." Jordan said with a grin. Boba didn't say anything of course, but he knew he was smiling a bit.

Jordan then glanced at Jango, who smiled at the scene with a tired sigh. "Well, that's one problem taken care of..." the former Bounty Hunter muttered. "I honestly didn't know how to handle this… thought I had more time to prepare."

"Well, it's been dealt with," Jordan said. "And I'm just glad it went as smoothly as it went… but, back on topic… you think you can explain to me what this 'Mandalorian Union' of yours is?"

Before Jango spoke, Valik spoke up.

"I can answer that," the Mandalorian Knight as he stood up and removed his helmet. Revealing he was human with military cut black hair and dark green eyes. "The Mandalorian Union is, or at least what it will be, the unified government of all Mandalorians. True Mandalorians, New Mandalorians, even Death Watch who aren't as stupid as those who follow the ideals of Tor Vizsla."

"The basic concept of the plan was created after the excision when the Republic attacked," Resnir continued "With the 'New' Mandalorians becoming pacifists, any old believers of the Warrior ways of Mandalore were exiled either to Concordia, or Keldabe City. However many warrior clans eventually made contact with us Knights, and we planned on one day to return to Mandalorian Space… and unite the Mandalorians together."

Boc smirked at that. "A good belief and a sound plan. But there's the problem of the Republic finding out."

Sinless nodded at that. "That's true, but mostly we kept our major operations in the Unknown Regions or the Far Outer Rim, and while we do send some agents into the inner Regions to keep up with current events, they're mostly in small teams of 4 per group."

Boc nodded at that. "Good, very good. What is the strength of the Union? Before I 'died' the Mandalorian Knights had control of over five sectors in the Unknown Regions, and we had at least 3 major shipyards per sector."

"We have expanded a bit since then, Centurion Boc," Sinless said with a smile. "The Knights now control twelve sectors in total, and two more major shipyards have been built as well. Not to mention the Moddell Sector is unofficially under our protection… the only thing which keeps us from officially claiming it in Mandalorian Space is that we need to remain secretive to the Republic or CIS, we can't afford them discovering us yet."

The others nodded at that, especially Jordan, knowing they were not ready to take on a large force like the GAR or the Droid Army.

"How many forces do we have?" Boc asked and Valik answered.

"We have at least a fleet of 50 ships per sector, including 10 capital ships, along with 16 million soldiers per sector." he said and Jordan began to do the math.

"So… you have about 600 ships in your fleet, and 192 Million Troops in combat strength?" Jordan asked with a low whistle. "Nice, but how does Jango get into this? I understand he faked his death to get away from Dooku, but how did he meet with the Knights and Union?"

It was then that said Bounty Hunter smirked. "Well, let's just say when I left Kamino, Lama Su...prepared a few things for me," he said and the others blinked.

"He practically gave him a Acclamator-class Assault Ship, along with a Battalion of clone troopers," Aira-Ty said with a roll of her eyes. "He even took it a step further as the ship he used had no records in the Republic Navy, and all of the Clones were created off the records of the GAR as well, so technically, the Jaster's Legacy II and the Battalion of Clones never existed."

"Yeah," Jango said, nodding. "I wanted to wage a secret war against the CIS, to cause as much damage to Dooku as I could… but then, I met these guys when I arrived at the Moddell Sector." He pointed his head towards the Knights.

The others nodded at that.

"So basically, you helped them in attacking CIS bases that got too close to finding you," Boc said and the two Bounty hunters nodded.

"Yep, but that's not all we've been doing," Jango said with a smirk as he pulled out a datapad. He slid it over to Jordan, who looked it over. Slowly his eyes widened. "No fucking way..." he muttered as he began to grin.

"What is it?" Boc asked, before Jordan handed it over to him so he could see what was in it.

When Boc looked at it, his eyes also widened. "N...No way." he said and looked at Jango.

The bounty hunter nodded. "Surprised me, too," he said. "The Kaminoans said they established the colony nearly 100 years ago along the fringes of the Unknown Regions, they made it as a fallback world if Kamino had ever fallen to an enemy power. They have the same type of Cloning Facilities Kamino has, and they had been training a second Clone Army there since I became the first DNA Template for the GAR."

"First?" Jordan asked. "What do you mean by that?"

Jango sighed as he leaned back. "Well… the Kaminoans went behind our backs a bit when we were training the GAR in Cuy'val Dar," he said. "They got the DNA Samples of some of the members of Cuy'Val Dar, and made Clones of them at Atlantia, their colony world. Some of them include Kal, Walon, Brav…"

Jordan groaned a bit. "Kal and the others are not gonna like that..." he muttered. "But this is a blessing in disguise… another Clone Army could help us out immeasurably later on."

Boc nodded at that. "Yeah, not to mention the needed reinforcements in the near future, and the diversity of the clones as well." He then looked at Jango.

"Do they have the same modifications as their Kamino-bred brethren? Such as being docile, less independent, and that whole following ANY Order without question bullshit?" he asked.

Jango rolled his eyes. "'Course not," he said. "The Kaminoans wanted to experiment between the second Clone Army and the GAR's Clone Army, the one trained on Kamino were given all of the modifications, while the ones trained at Atlantia had no modifications aside from accelerated aging, see which Army would provide better results. I'm actually glad they didn't modify the Atlantia Clones. The only problem is their accelerated aging since we want it to stop at one point… they're still working on solving that."

Jordan slapped his head at that. "Damn, still need to find a cure for that! So how many Clones are we talking here?"

Jango just gave a smirk. "The first Battalions are almost ready, which number in the tens of millions, while the younger ones still in cylinders and the ones who are just 4 or 5 years old, are in the hundreds of millions," he said.

Jordan and Boc glanced at one another, and smirked. 'Jackpot,' they both though at the same time, before Jordan turned back to Jango. "I assume you have armor and armaments for the Clones?" he asked.

"Mostly," Jango said. "The standard armor we have for them is Phase-I Clone Trooper armor, same type used by the GAR of course with a few modifications to improve comfort for the troops since I've heard a lot of complaints about it. However we also use Mandalorian Armor sets like Shock Trooper and Neo Crusader armor. And we have given them a wide variety of weapons, mostly modified DC-Series Blasters and whatnot." He then sighed a bit. "The big problem would have to be ships and the speed we manufacture them and other equipment… we only have five major Shipyards, and although they're always making ships, it takes them a lot of time to manufacture Capital-Grade ships like Star Destroyers and Cruisers. Same goes for producing new weapons and equipment for the soldiers themselves."

When he said that, Jordan let out a smirk as he leaned back. "I think we can help you with that..." he said. "We have a way that can quadruple the speed in which ships of all types are produced."

Jango, Aira-Ty, and the Knights, except Boc, all blinked at that.

"And what is it you have that could do something like that?" Resnir asked and Boc leaned forward a grin on his face.

"Tell us, have you ever heard the story of Darth Revan?" he asked.

"Yeah, everyone has," Sinless said, nodding. "He's a legend among Mandalorians, the only Jedi to gain our full respect for defeating us when victory was practically ours during the Mandalorian Wars. When he came back, he lead the Sith Empire against the Republic, but switched back after Malak betrayed him, and ended the war… why?"

"That's the abridged version, yes," Jordan said. "However, during the last battle of the war, it took place over a planet called Rakata Prime, or Lehon as it was renamed. In that system, there was a massive station, nearly the size of a large moon which orbited its Sun… it was called the Star Forge, a massive factory that could produce an armada of warships of various sizes in less than a year, and legions of Droid Armies almost even quicker, drawing resources from the sun itself. The factory was powered by the Dark Side of the force, and it had no limits as to how fast it could produce the ships."

The Mandalorians, both Knight and non-knight stared at Jordan with wide eyes.

"And you... have something like this?" Valik asked.

"Yes and no," Jordan said. "We have a similar station, called the Foundry. It draws resources from an asteroid field and produces thousands of Droids and Weapons a day, as well as having facilities to build some ships. Although the Star Forge itself was destroyed at the end of the Civil War, the debris of it remains over Lehon's star system, along with the wrecks of hundreds of other starships and such."

He then leaned forward a bit. "Thanks to Revan, we have found Lehon, and the Foundry." He said, "And we have also found the full schematics of the Star Forge in the Temple of Ancients… using the Foundry to make construction Droids, we are already beginning the first steps of rebuilding the Star Forge."

The five were shocked at that, that such a station of that magnitude could exist. And it was already being rebuilt.

"And how long will it take for the station to be fully rebuilt?" Aira-ty asked, and Jordan scratched his head a bit.

"A year, maybe two or three. But unlike it's previous way of feeding off the Dark Side, we're hoping it could feed off both sides as well," he said. "However, in order to do that, we need some force-users who understand both the light and dark sides of the force to help in the construction… not to mention with some help of a larger labor force that wasn't made entirely of Droids would go a long way in speeding up its production. If we're lucky, within a year we can at least bring it up to minimal operational status."

"The Neo Sith have their own Force-Users," Boc said. "However, they only have a handful even with the addition of the Blackguard from Mustafar."

The three Mandalorian Knights blinked in realization.

"Like us..." Sinless said and Boc nodded.

"Exactly, not to mention probably a few Jedi who understand this as well," he said. "One of our allies is attempting to make a new Jedi Order, one that is much less hypocritical, and follow a path more like Grey Knights like Revan had during the War."

"And this all brings me to a proposal we have for you," Jordan said. "The Mandalorian Union wants Mandalore back, you want more ships and weapons… well, we need people to help build the Star Forge. So we propose an alliance between the Mandalorians, and the Neo Sith Empire. You help us get our Empire started and rebuild the Star Forge, and in return we will help supply you with ships, weapons, Droids and vehicles for your own forces."

The group of Mandalorians looked at each other for a moment before turning back to them.

"We'll have to talk to the Council of Master Lords first, and see what their opinion is," Valik said. "But, I'm sure Grand Lord Carad would agree to the proposal. From what we have seen so far, you are not like the past Sith from thousands of years ago."

"That's the idea," Jordan said with a smile, "Just like how you of the Mandalorian Union and Knights have changed since the Mandalorian Wars, myself and my master wish to do the same for the Sith."

The other Mandalorians nodded, as Boc stood up.

"Well, if that's done, I'll head to the vault and get my gear. And, we still need to find those stasis treasure chests," he said, making Jango blink.

"Treasure chests?" he asked.

"This Bunker belonged to Boc, and he had multiple Stasis pods filled with Credit Bond data cards he says," Jordan said, grinning a bit. "They belonged to him 3,600 years ago, and over the years their value has increased to the point that Boc and Shae are now multi-billionaire Mandalorians."

The Jango, Aira-ty, and the Knights blinked for a couple seconds before their eyes widened.

"Are you shitting me?" Jango asked.

"I shit you not," Boc said with a grin. "Now, if you excuse me..." And with that, Boc walked out of the room, with Shae following close behind.

"I said it once, and I will say it again," Jordan said as he leaned back, and put his hands behind his head. "I think our odds just went up considerably."


Meanwhile - Defender-class light corvette 'Elsa'

Corellia System - Core Worlds Region


Once more, the Elsa dropped out of Hyperspace in a flicker of pseudo-motion, soon joining the rest of the civilian traffic making its way to the main Corellian Spaceport at Coronet. Just like at Coruscant, there was a slight hiccup at the age of the ship, but Takeshi cleared it the same way, stating that he was a collector and restorer of antiques.

"Well, here we are," Takeshi said as they began entering the atmosphere. "Corellia… the place where I was born… looks like it's been thriving over the past 3600 years."

"Yeah," Shion replied. "Back during the Great Galactic War, both the Republic and the Sith had presences here, seeking access to the Corellian Shipyards."

"I'm glad that it managed to recover so well," Teria remarked.

"Yeah," Takeshi replied, before turning to Shion. "So, who's our most likely contact for the Corellian Jedi, Shion?" he asked.

"Thankfully, it won't be that hard to find them here," she said. "The Corellian Jedi have their own enclave on Corellia, and have worked with the High Council of Coruscant. However most of the Jedi Order call them heretics and the whatnot for practicing 'Non-Jedi' ways, like emotional attachments and such. It's lead to a deal of resentment between the two, even though there has been some amiable relations between the two in recent years. They have been pretty isolated since the New Sith Wars, but maintain a healthy relationship with the people of Corellia. Getting inside their enclave is the easy part, but I don't know how willing they will be to have a meeting with us."

"Right..." Takeshi said thoughtfully as Coronet came into view. "That's definitely going to be something we'll have to deal with… If we had anyone we knew among the Corellian Jedi, that would make it a bit easier..."

"I do know one," Shion said. "But I haven't met him personally yet… Nejaa Halcyon, he's a Master in the Corellian Jedi and the Jedi Order, as well as a General in the GAR. When the war began, he and 22 other Green Jedi returned to the Temple when the Corellian Senator and Head of State declared Contemplanys Hermi. He spends his time either at the Temple or in battle in the Clone Wars… not sure how that will help us though if he's not here..."

"Let's hope he's here then..." Takeshi remarked. "Still… Halcyon… that name sounds familiar..."


Later - ISS Leviathan

Hyperspace - En-Route to Mandalorian Union Homeworld


After the initial meeting between the Mandalorians and the Sith, Jordan had sent a message back to Revan quickly, who soon headed to Endor with the Leviathan. Afterwards, Jango had gotten word from the leaders of the Mandalorian Union, and had agreed to meet them in person, which was why now, the Sovereign and Leviathan followed the Mandalorian Fleet through Hyperspace, making their way towards the planet of Altier, the homeworld of the Mandalorian Union.

On the bridge of the Sovereign, Boc was testing the pair of gauntlets he got from when after he re-entered the vault after being closed for 3600 years. He gave a flick of the wrist and a blade came out from under the gauntlet. The other thing, was the lightsaber hilt that was clipped to his belt. The Mandalorian Knight just couldn't stop grinning.

"It's good to have these things back," he said, and then patted the deactivated hilt. "Been too long."

"I know what you mean," Shae's voice was heard as her hands wrapped around Boc from behind. He glanced back and saw she was now wearing her old armor once again, minus the helmet at the time. "I'm glad I had that spare suit of armor in the vault… I like the Shock Trooper design… but I just preferred my old suit."

Boc chuckled a bit at that. "Yeah, and I remembered everyone's reaction when they saw our...collection."


Flashback - Endor Bunker - Vault


Boc and Shae, while leading the others had arrived at the vault, which was the deepest part of the Bunker. Jordan had to whistle at the size of the vault door, as it was at least five meters tall, and 10 meters wide, and he could spot a gap in the middle which meant it was a double door. "Damn… that's a big door..." he said. "You could probably fit a Mobile Suit through that door..."

"Mobile Suit?" Shae asked, confused.

"Nothing," Jordan said, shaking his head. "So, how do we get this thing open?"

Boc then stepped toward what looked like a stone pillar with a durasteel pyramid top, which was standing to the right of the door.

"Watch and learn..." he said as he closed his eyes and placed his open hand over the pillar, and began channeling the Force into it.

Soon, a loud 'thunk' was heard as the sound of something metallic and heavy began to slide back, which was coming from the doors. Soon, a whirling sound was heard as the door began to open. D.J. opened his eyes, and a grin slipped on his face.

"Open Sesame..." he said.

BGM: Die Hard 'Ode to Joy Beethoven symphony No. 9 IV (The song played when Theo opens the Vault in Die Hard)

As the doors opened, the three gained a good look at what was inside, and Jordan's eyes widened as his jaw began to drop as he looked inside… inside there was nothing but weapons stacked on weapons, explosives, crates of credits, sets of Mandalorian, Republic and Sith Armor, grenades, and what appeared to be entire crates that were overflowing in credits.

Jordan stepped forward, as he looked around in the vault, a look of shock and awe came across his face. "... Merry Christmas..." he muttered.

The two Mandalorians could only laugh at the look on Jordan's face.

"Indeed, Christmas has come early," Boc said, as then, Boba, Jango, Sintas, Aira-Ty, and the others also showed, and the father and son could only gape.

"Holy...osik..." was their combined reply at all of the supplies inside.

Jordan continued to look through everything that was inside the vault. "Sith Trooper armor from the Civil war and Great Galactic war..." he muttered, as he walked by the sets of armor. "Mandalorian Crusader Armor… Neo-Crusader armor… shock trooper armor, Republic Trooper armor from the Great Galactic War..." His face was slowly turning into a grin. "FUCKING-A!"

Boc and Shae could only shake their heads.

"Alright ladies and gents...time to start shopping," was the order to everyone.


Flashback End


"Today has got to be Jordan's best day ever or something," Boc said before he blinked. "Say, have you seen him since we left?"

Shae shrugged. "I think he stopped at the Leviathan to get something, but he came back here before we jumped," she said. "No idea where he-"

BGM: 'The Duel Begins' Star Wars Episode I Soundtrack

Suddenly, the doors to the bridge opened, and Shae and Boc blinked as they turned around, as a single figure stepped onto the Bridge. He was wearing a full body-suit that was crafted in a black quilted material, along with black and grey colored pectoral armor. He had black gloved hands, and adorn on his head was a form-fitting helmet that covered the entire head, with a face-plate resembling a Ubese Bounty Hunter Mask, with a Mandalorian-style T-bar visor, and had an outwards slanting metal plate attached that protects the rear and sides of the neck, the silhouette mimicking Vader's helmet. Whatever leg protection was utilized remains hidden by the ragged, floor-length combat skirt. Beneath the plates and combat skirt, the wearer was clad in a skin-tight black bodysuit made of what appeared to be leather. And finishing off the look, was a black hooded cape which currently had the hood down.(1)

Both Shae and Boc looked at the figure surprised, until he looked at them… and then waved. "Hey guys," he said, the voice belonging to Jordan - albeit sounding a bit synthesized. "What do ya think?"

The two could only blink as they looked at the now identified Jordan.

"What the...Jordan...did you recreate the Darth Starkiller suit?" Boc said as he remembered the outfit from Star Wars the Force Unleashed.

"Yup," Jordan said, as he removed the helmet, revealing his smirking face. "Been working on it for weeks now, of course I made a few personal modifications." He gestured to his hands. "Took off the elongated fingernails, sorta hated those. So I replaced them with Mandalorian Crushgaunts, modded with Micronized Mandalorian iron weave to protect them from glancing lightsaber blows, as well as deflecting a direct hit from a blaster bolt like Vader did in Episode V. I Added a Caped Cloak and all that for extra effect and all… but that's not all. Thanks to Revan, I managed to track down the same material used to make Vader's own suit, so now this armor is made out of a mixture of Durasteel, Obsidian, Plasteel, and Beskar. Also, the suit is airtight and has a small life-support system, so I can wear this in total vacuum if I had to. And the helmet has a built-in HUD that displays my health, and other information as well, so it's not just for show, and can filter out airborne poisons and pathogens. Been spending every last moment of my free-time making it these past few weeks."

Boc and Shae were both shocked by the suit's functions. And were surprised that Jordan had the time to build it.

"Damn..." Boc said, and Jordan grinned.

"That's right. So what can you tell me about those hidden blades?" he asked and Boc looked at one of the gauntlets that held one of the blades.

"Well, it's basically a simple assassination weapon, I made back during the Cold War. The gauntlets each have a hidden blade while the left one has a couple nasty little surprises, like a poison injector, and a wrist blaster the size of a hummingbird. The blades themselves are made of cortosis weave for dealing with Lightsabers."

Jordan blinked as he looked at the two gauntlets Boc possessed. "Am… I the only one a bit freaked out at how much they look like the hidden blades from Assassins Creed?" he asked. "Only looking more tech-advanced?"

Boc blinked as he looked back at his Gauntlets.

"Hmm, I guess the game designers must have had some unconscious Force vision about them," he said, and then unclipped his lightsaber from his belt.

Jordan sighed. "Seriously, is every game developer a Force-Sensitive somehow..." he muttered as he looked at Boc's lightsaber. "Never seen that Hilt configuration before…"

The hilt looked like a Japanese Katana hilt, only it was more cylindrical, and had red leather tied to it in a traditional samurai way.

"Yup, it was my own design," Boc said as he activated the weapon, revealing the glowing silver blade of light. "My first Lightsaber, and built from scratch."

"Nice," Jordan said nodding. "Kinda reminds me of Rahm Kota's lightsaber, has a bit of a samurai sword-look to it."

Boc nodded as he deactivated the weapon, just before one of the crewmen spoke.

"We're just about to exit Hyperspace, sir."

Ryuzaki nodded at that and turned to the three. "It looks like we're about to see your homeworld for the first time." he said, and Boc nodded.

A few moments later, and the Jaster's Legacy fleet, along with the Leviathan and Sovereign dropped out of hyperspace, and before them appeared a single star system. The planet they approached was a large planet, which seemed mostly covered by land with a few large oceans and two moons orbiting the planet itself.

Jordan could also see what looked like snow capped mountains, that ran through the middle of the planet, as well as what looked like civilian ships moving back and forth from the planet. However he was quick to notice the fleet of ships which orbited the planet itself, as he could see vessels of varying origin. Including Dreadnaught-class Heavy Cruiser, modified Kandosii-type Dreadnaughts, Venator-class Star Destroyers, and many other vessels of Mandalorian, Republic and CIS Origin in formation above the planet.

"Wow..." was the Neo Sith Apprentice's comment of the planet while both Boc and Shae grinned in response.

"Yep, even after 3600 years, the mere sight of the homeworld of the Mandalorian Knights is a sight to behold," Boc said, before chuckling. "Of course, if Ryu were here he would've hated the cold, considering that 35 percent of the planet is tundra."

Jordan chuckled a bit. "Yeah," he said, as their ships approached the planet, moving past the fleet of Mandalorian Ships. "Well, we better head down to the hangar and grab a shuttle, we're gonna have to meet up with Revan on the ground wherever we're gonna land."

Boc nodded as they left the bridge.

"They'll probably direct us to the Fortress in the Northern Mountains. It's where the Council of Master Lords most commonly convene," he said and Jordan looked at him.

"Exactly what does this Fortress look like?" he asked.

"You know Jabba's palace and the Governor's castle on Galidraan?" Boc said.

Jordan nodded. "Yeah, I do," he said. "The Castle was pretty big from the picture on Wookieepedia… is it a hybrid between the two somehow?"

Boc shrugged at that. "You can call it that. Although picture the biggest tower from Jabba's palace, and then stretch it about 50 meters into the sky. And then smack that tower right behind it...you'll see when we fly over it."

Jordan nodded "Alright," he said as he placed his helmet back on. "Well, let's get a shuttle."


Meanwhile - Corellia

With Takeshi


After landing, Takeshi and his group began navigating the streets of Coronet, heading to the Corellian Enclave. Takeshi and Shion were in their custom Robes, while Teria and Kiyane were in more standard Jedi Robes, and Laranth was in more typical civilian clothing.

Takeshi had remembered one place he'd heard the name Halcyon before - Nejaa was the grandfather of one of Takeshi's favorite Star Wars Characters, Corran Horn - but he was still feeling like he'd heard the name somewhere else… he just couldn't quite place where he'd heard it. Shion and Teria were the same way, feeling a little Deja Vu at the name Halcyon, but not quite being able to place it.

Eventually, they made it near the outskirts of the city, eventually coming across the Enclave of the Corellian Jedi, looking very similar to the old Green Jedi Enclave used during the Great Galactic War, large and well protected. They could see a few guards wearing the standard dark green robes of Corellian Jedi standing guard, along with several figures wearing more simple body armor and wielding simple blaster weapons, obviously enclave security guards.

"Well, here is the Enclave," Shion said. "We might be able to get in since we're Jedi… but it will be difficult to gain an audience with their Council."

"Yeah," Takeshi replied, looking up at the building. "Too bad we didn't run into Nejaa on the way here… his help might have made it easier to get an audience."

"Well, let's see if we can get in." Kiyane said, as the group nodded as they approached the Temple, heading towards the front entrance. They quickly caught the attention of the guards who noticed them approach. Moving to meet them was now a single human man with short brown hair and brown eyes, flanked by two security guards.

"Halt," the man said calmly as the group stopped. "What is your business here? I can tell you are Jedi, but you most certainly are not among the Corellian order so I can't just let you in."

Takeshi sighed a bit "We seek an audience with the Council," Takeshi replied, believing that getting to the heart of the matter would most likely be best. "It's an urgent matter which involves the fate of the Jedi, both of the Order and of the Corellian Jedi."

The Green Jedi rose an eyebrow, as he crossed his arms over his chest. "And what might this 'urgent matter' be?" He asked.

Takeshi glanced at the others, before he decided to just say it as he turned back towards the Jedi. "We believe… that the main Jedi Order is too hypocritical and set in its ways," he said. "If nothing changes soon, we fear the order will be destroyed by the time the Clone Wars are over… we came here, wishing to ask the Corellian Jedi Council for assistance in starting a new Order which may, hopefully, replace the current Jedi order with more… modern views."

The reactions of the Jedi and the guards were what Takeshi and the others expected: total disbelief as they looked at Takeshi as if he had just told them he was the Dark Lord of the Sith. "...you yanking my chain, or something?" the Jedi asked. "Don't fool around with me, boy."

"I'm not 'fooling around', here," Takeshi replied. "The current Jedi Order is far too hypocritical to truly serve their role as defenders and peacekeepers of the galaxy, and are too set in their ways to change. Starting over with a new Order, going back to the Old Code, seems the best way for the Jedi to survive."

"And another thing," he continued, mentally focusing inwards. Time to see if he could pull off another Anime ability... "...don't call me 'boy'."

Even as he said 'boy', Takeshi gathered up some of the Force Energy in his body and pushed it outwards, causing most around them to stumble as if they suddenly weighed a lot more. Teria, Kiyane, and Laranth remained standing, though it took a fair degree of effort, but Shion seemed to be completely unaffected.

"What the..." the Jedi muttered, grunting as he struggled to stand back onto his feet. "What the hell is this?"

"Don't underestimate someone because of their age," Takeshi remarked. "Ability and power are not something that can be restricted to the elderly. Even if you are older than me, don't presume that I am just a weak boy." Takeshi then stopped forcing his power out of his body, and those around him were able to stand without effort again.

"You've got a lot of nerve-" The Jedi began to growl out.

"Stand down, Gregg," a female voice spoke, as Takeshi looked up to see a female Rutian Twi'lek approach them, who had dark green eyes and had a set of form-fitting Jedi Robes. "We don't want another incident like the one with that Neimoidian a few months back."

"Hey! That bastard cheated!" Gregg retorted, "And I was going to-"

"I'll take it from here, Gregg," The Twi'lek said firmly, giving Gregg a look that said 'Don't argue with me'. The human just grunted before he walked away with the guards, leaving the Twi'lek with the newcomers.

"You'll have to forgive Gregg," she said. "He's hot-headed even for Corellian Standards… how he made Knight I'll never know… my name is Salya Mesh, Master of the Corellian Jedi."

"A pleasure to meet you, Master Salya," Takeshi replied. "I am Takeshi Yamato. With me are my wife Shion, my Apprentice Teria, Kiyane Tsukushi, and Laranth Tarak. We were hoping to have an audience with your Council, if you wouldn't mind."

Salya smirked a bit. "Actually, I'm here to bring you to them now," she said, causing the group to blink in surprise. "The Council Masters felt the disturbance in the force you just caused with Gregg, and sent me to check it out, since they realized who-or whatever it was was very strong in the Force."

Takeshi nodded, inwardly surprised that his impromptu 'Force Pressure' technique actually managed to get him invited to the Council. "Thank you, Master Salya," Takeshi replied. "Please, lead the way." The Twi'lek then turned, as the group then followed her into the Enclave.


Meanwhile - Altier System


Flying through the atmosphere of the planet were two Ministry-class shuttles as they headed for the Northern Mountains, part of, what Boc calls, the Beskar Mountain range, due the vast amount of Beskar in the mountains. The two shuttles were being escorted by the Sand Panther's, and following them behind was Slave I which carried Sintas, Boba, Jango and Aira-Ty.

"You were right," Jordan said as they looked out the window as they saw the Mountains below, "Ryu would hate being here… way too much ice. Hell, Dennis would probably hate it too."

Boc chuckled. "The main reason the Knights choose this location for the Fortress," he said, referring to the cold temperature and the elevation of the mountain. "Best defensive position on the planet. It was better than the planet I was born on in my past life."

"Where was that?" The Sith Apprentice asked out of curiosity.

Boc's eyes narrowed at that. "It was a colony world in Wild Space, it was mostly a shitty, festering, arid, dustball of a planet," he then sighed. "I was born a couple years after the first colonists arrived. Soon, towns like those old West Ghost towns started popping up, and the major economy was water, so moisture farmers were common. The planet was governed by a Bureaucrat from Coruscant, a 'real asshole' as my biological father once said."

"Ouch," Jordan said. "What happened to the planet? Something had to have happened which caused you to leave and become a Knight."

"Remember that plague I told you about?" Boc said. "It started when I was about 5, and in two short years, the colonists population dropped from two million to 2500 flat."

Jordan's eyes widened at that.

"And you remember all of that?" he asked his friend who nodded.

"I have a photographic memory, so I saw what happened. The plague killed everyone I knew, including my parents." His head bowed as his eyes shut tightly. "And to make it worse, that bastard who was suppose to lead us, took off in his ship, but not before having what was left of his goons, disable every Hyperdrive in every freighter we had."

"What?" Jordan shouted, "Why the hell did he do that?"

Boc chuckled bitterly at that. "None of the survivors knew, but many assumed that the Republic was using our home as a testing ground for a bio-weapon, and that the Governor was an observer sent by them, and was ordered to disable the ships to prevent witnesses from getting word out. Of course, that's only a theory, but it made the survivors of the plague feel betrayed and used, and so began resenting the Republic."

"Then how did you get off planet if you had no Hyperdrives?" Jordan asked. "You had to have escaped somehow."

Boc then looked at Jordan. "That...is where my Master and the knights came in."

Jordan blinked at that. "Your master?" he asked, as Boc nodded.

"Also my adoptive father. Two years after we were left to die, the 2500 that survived dwindled to 150 from starvation or thirst," he said. "Just when we lost all hope, a ship came. A Kandosii II-class super dreadnaught. A bigger version of the original."

Jordan's eyes widened at that as he continued.

"A shuttle then came down from the ship, and the first to exit... was a male Taung."

"The Taung?" Jordan asked surprised, "But didn't the Taung become extinct during the Mandalorian Wars?"

Boc only smirked. "Not all of them, just the ones in known space. That specific Taung was Rella Werd, Master Lord on the Grand Council, and the one who raised and trained me as if I was his own son."

Jordan blinked at that, completely shocked that the Taung were still alive.

"Ah! There she is..." Boc said, and Jordan looked out the window and his eyes widened a bit. Built into the mountain appeared to be a massive castle-like structure, which looked like it came straight from a fairy tail or something like that. And as Boc had promised, behind the castle itself also built into the mountain was a massive 50 meter tower which cast its shadow across everything below it.

Jordan let out a low whistle as their ships approached the Castle. "Damn… that's big…" he muttered. "You weren't kidding around, Patriot..."

Shae, who was behind them, blinked at that.

"Patriot?" she asked.

"I'll explain later." D.J. asked as they approached the temple, while receiving word from the traffic controller to head to the main hangar of the Fortress. The three ships maneuvered until a side of the mountain opened leaving a 50 meter wide, and 40 meter tall gap big enough for them to enter in. The three ships eased into the opening in the mountain one at a time, where they found themselves in a massive hangar bay filled with fighters and shuttles, as the three ships landed in an empty part of the hangar side by side.

A few moments passed as their loading bays lowered, and the occupants of the ships left, with Jordan, Boc, and Shae leaving their Shuttle, Revan and Dennis leaving the other, and the Fett Family leaving Slave I while the Sand Panthers were allowed to land elsewhere in the hangar.

"Grr! It's cold here!" Dennis said as he rubbed his arm to keep off the cold.

Boc chuckled at that, knowing that since Dennis is Puerto Rican, he's more used to the heat instead of the cold.

"Would you rather like the Fortress on Hoth?" he asked amusedly. Dennis just shot Boc a glare before he shook his head, mumbling something under his breath about 'stupid ice planets'.

"Don't worry, the rest of the planet isn't like this. The forests are cool in temperature but not as freezing as here or the tundras," he said before he took a thinking pose. "Although, I'd be wary of the Dark Wolves and the Great Eagles."

"Hopefully, we won't have to worry about them," Jordan said as he sighed. "So… what next?"

Boc then motioned for them to follow him, and they did. They soon came upon a set of doors that opened, revealing three figures on the other side. The one in the middle immediately caught Jordan's attention, as he saw a towering 7 foot tall Taung, wearing a set of bronze colored Neo crusader armor, only without the helmet, and wearing grey robes like Mandalore the Ultimate.

The other two were wearing Shock Trooper armor, with some semblance of Jedi-like robes, while the armor itself was colored black with grey trim around the t-visor.

The Taung stepped towards them, as he looked at the figures now standing before him. His yellow eyes glanced over Jango and Aira-ty with a nod, before they fell upon Boc, who he seemed to size up with a analyzing gaze. "Are you the one claiming to be Boc Werd?" he asked.

Boc took a deep breath as he sighed. "I am, and the knight Sinless, can vouch for me since she's a mind reader, and has seen my memories."

The Taung nodded, as he looked at Boc. "I am Lord Verde, of the Mandalorian Council of Master Lords," he said. "I am to take you and your compatriots to meet the rest of the council. I believe we have much to discuss."

Boc gave a small bow to the now revealed Master Lord. "Yes Lord Verde, and I believe it concerns my being...reincarnated," he said, and Verde nodded as he motioned for them to follow him.

They then left the hanger and proceeded to walk down a hallway where they saw more people in Mandalorian-style armor, and not just Humans, but Near-Humans, and other alien species such as Duros, Mon Calamari, Trandoshans, and to the surprise of Jordan, a few Noghri. They drew a few glances from those they walked past, but were otherwise unbothered as they headed towards the Lords Council room.

"Kinda surprised with all the different species," Jordan whispered to Boc. "It's gotta be hard to make custom armor for the different species here."

Boc nodded at that. "We had this problem back during the Cold War, but thankfully, we had some very skilled armorsmiths," he said and Jordan nodded as they soon began to climb a flight of stairs.

The group began climbing up and it took about at least 6 minutes to get to the end, Boba and Dennis were a little winded.

"Man! That was a lot of stairs..." Boba said, surprised by the many stairs.

"Has it ever crossed... these guys minds… to add an elevator?" Dennis asked, as he took a few deep breaths, Jordan just chuckled. "Come on, this is nothing," he said. "Revan had me run laps through the entire interior of the Leviathan, and you didn't see me complaining."

Dennis gave a glare at his friend.

"Fuck...you..." he said drawing a chuckle from the others. After it was done, the group head down the hall to a set of double doors, with two figures on either side of it, acting as guards. Their armor was colored blue with a green trim, including the t-visor, and were wearing a set of black colored robes.

Verde walked towards them as he nodded at the Guards, who grabbed the door handles and the two guards began to pull open the doors to the council chamber, allowing the others entrance as they walked inside.

As they walked in, Jordan couldn't help but recognize the room was the same design as the one used by the Dark Council on Dromund Kaas, although the seats were a completely different design, with them being shorter and a triangle on top. There were a total of 13 seats with 12 in two lines of six, and one solo one slightly away from the others. Jordan also noticed the banners around the room, all of Mandalorian design, which included the flags of the Crusaders, the Neo Crusaders, the True Mandalorians, and the current Mythosaur Skull. Although there were a few that caught his eye, like a white colored banner with a brown version of the Crusaders emblem, but with two crossed lightsaber hilts in the middle of it. As they approached the center of the room, Verde split from them as he walked to the empty seat to their right as he sat down there.

The Council was first silent, which gave Jordan and Boc a chance to see who the current Lords of the Mandalorian Council were. Needless to say some of them surprised them.

On the right side where Verde had taken a seat, there were five other Lords who sat in chairs like his. On Verde's right was a male Duros, who wore standard Black and Blue Mandalorian Neo Crusader armor minus a helmet.

Next to the Duros was a human male, who had greying black hair and viridian eyes, and a small beard on his chin. He was wearing brown and bronze colored robed Shock Trooper armor.

After him, was a female Wroonian, who had light blue colored skin and dark purple colored hair which was tied up into a low ponytail. She wore robed Shock Trooper armor which matched her skin, but in a darker shade of blue with red trimming.

Then there was a Noghri male, who looked like any other member of his species, save for wearing specially modified Mandalorian Shock Trooper armor.

The last individual on the right side was a female Togruta, who looked to be in her late thirties or early forties, with reddish-orange skin, with white patches around her eyes and on her chin, had black stripes on her horns and lekku, and had bright purple eyes, wearing what looked like older Mandalorian Crusader Armor, colored in the same reddish-orange.

On the left side of the Council Room, they were even more surprised to them. First was what looked like a male Wookiee, who was covered in black fur and colbat colored eyes. He wore what looked to be Mandalorian Shock Trooper Armor, however the underlaying Jumpsuit was removed revealing his fur coating, as well as lacking any helmet.

Sitting next to the Wookiee's left flank was a Trandoshan who had dark green scaly skin, and red colored eyes wearing modified Red and Black Neo Crusader armor.

Next to him was surprisingly an female adult Codru-Ji, who had shoulder-length black hair and blue eyes, wearing Shock Trooper armor modified to account for her extra pair of arms, and was colored dark purple with black trimming.

Sitting next to her was a species Jordan was a bit surprised to see, a Nelvaanian Male who wore robed Black on Black Shocktrooper Armor, and had long black hair and black eyes, and had several blue markings on his face.

After him, was a species who reminded Jordan of a Shistavanen, however he had a feeling it wasn't. But he still maintained a very Canine appearance with grey and white fur, and dark green colored eyes. He was wearing what looked like modified armor of a make Jordan didn't recognize, but he could see the Mandalorian Markings on the armor itself.

However, the species sitting next to him caught Jordan's full attention, as his eyes widened a bit. It was a female near-human from the looks of it, who had shoulder length light brown, almost orange-looking hair, and hazel colored eyes who looked to be in her thirties, and wore Mandalorian Shock Trooper armor colored Orange and Red. However what caught Jordan's attention was the two very Fox-like ears on her head, and a very Fox-looking tail behind her.

"Boc," Jordan whispered, as he nudged his friend. "Call me crazy, but one of the Council Lords is a Kriffing Hulika… how is that possible, we made the Hulika for Fanfiction!"

"Ah, well… not really," Boc whispered back. "When I came up with the Hulika for Fanfiction, I guess it was something similar to how I made Altier… it was one of my dormant memories that bubbled up, and I just took it as a good idea for Fanfiction." He pointed his head towards the Wolf-looking Councilor. "And he is a Lycan, same deal there. From my time, they were part of the Tridenius Kingdom, a government the Mandalorians knew… I'm surprised members of their species are in the Council to be honest, I guess the Mandalorians made an alliance with them at one point."

Jordan nodded dumbly before looking at the last individual in the room. The person was a Human male who looked to be just entering his 50's, with red Ivy League-cut hair, with some minor grey spots, and wearing black with silver trim Neo-Crusader-type Armor, with the helmet set to the right of the chair he was in, that looked slightly less ornate than the others in the room. However what got Jordan's attention were the dark charcoal eyes, that looked like they could pierce your soul, and had seen many wars, and lost many friends and loved ones.

Boc then motioned for the others to stay back as he walked forward, and took his primary weapons, the katana and the lightsaber off, and kneeled in the middle of the room, while setting them down, before setting on one knee. Jordan and the others waited for the man, who clearly, was the main leader of the Mandalorian Knights, to speak. They weren't disappointed.

"I am Grand Master Lord Kyr Carad, of the Mandalorian Knights," he spoke, in an authoritative tone. "Me and my fellow Lords sensed a powerful force presence a few months ago… one whom we could tell was ancient, and strong. One who had died many years ago… now to return to the realm of the living."

Boc nodded as he removed his helmet showing his face to the other Council members who, if the others were correct, were surprised at seeing him.

"Milord, I am Boc Werd, Centurion and Knight of the Order. I know you have questions for me and why I am now here while my official record stated that I died 3600 years ago. If you allow, I shall give my report of what happened at the time of my death, as well as where I was, and my current life there," Boc said, and the Master Lords looked at each other before looking at Kyr, who nodded and motioned for the Mandalorian Knight to continue.

Boc took a deep breath, before he began his report, starting off with near the end of the Great Galactic War, where he prepared for his own death in the Bunker he and Shae had called home on Endor. However he then told them how he was confronted by the Force Ghost of none other than Bastila Shan, much to their shock. He told them of how she performed the reincarnation ritual, and how he was reincarnated on the planet Earth.

He told of his current life on Earth including his family and lifestyle, before he went on to tell them of Earth's many cultures, religions, its people, and militaries, as he was sure to place strong emphasis on the potential of the people of Earth to become a powerful Space-Faring nation.

He then spoke of how he was was 'awakened' to his reincarnated spirit, as he once again became Boc Werd. He then told of his recent missions and allies in the Mandalorians, and meeting his friends. He then went on to how they arrived at the forgotten world of Lehon, where they discovered, to their further shock, the long thought dead Darth Revan, and went into details as he explained how Revan sought to create a Neo Sith Empire, one which follows similar principles to the Mandalorian Union, asking for Change in the ways of the Sith, from savage conquerors, to respected and honorable liberators from Tyranny.

He then went on to the mission of Mustafar, where he led the Mandalorian Revanites, along with the clone sons of Kal Skirata, and their group's meeting of the Blackguard Order. Then, he spoke about the mission to Tython, where he was reunited with his wife, Shae Vizla, the bounty hunter from the Great Galactic War and the Cold War, and how he recovered a Je'daii Katana, while showing the weapon itself, much to the surprise and awe of the Lord Council, including Kyr.

Boc then went into detail of the retaking of the Endor Bunker from the Death Watch presence and recovering any equipment he had there, as well the capture of the hyper velocity cannon, and some ships that were still in the hangar of the bunker. And he finished it with meeting with Jango and the Mandalorian Knights he had with him.

The Mandalorian Lords remained silent throughout Boc's explanation, not asking any questions until he was finished. When he finally finished his report, the council room was completely silent for a few minutes.

Finally, the first one to speak was the Codru-Ji, named Master Lord Dralia, who let out a sigh "That is… quite a tale there, Centurion Werd." She spoke.

Boc nodded at that. "I know...though to confirm it, I had asked for a mind reader, and Knight Sinless Arfee acknowledged and scanned all of my memories. I can guarantee that she could you tell you the same story as I told you..." he said, and the Lords all began to have a silent conversation at this. The silence went on for a few moments before the Togruta, Tinaat Shi spoke.

"From what you described of the inhabitants of the Planet Earth, they are deaf to the Force, as your friend, Jordan Tackett, claims?" she asked, and Boc nodded.

"Yes, but why, we don't know. We have theories it might be someone or something that is blocking their connection to the Force." he said, before the Lycan Master Lord, Goyathlay spoke.

"You also said the people of Earth have the potential to becoming a powerful space faring civilization. But...so far, they only made it as far as their moon? And other projects are being cancelled due to budget cuts?" he asked, with a raised brow.

"Yes," Boc said. "In short, the people of Earth are not united. They are divided by religious and cultural differences, and centuries worth of warfare between different nations. Even the world's sole superpower, the United States of America, is dealing with its debt problem to a rival nation called China, which is quickly becoming the newest superpower to rival the U.S. since the fall of the Soviet Union. In short… the people of Earth are too busy fighting themselves to wonder what else is out there in the universe. Not to mention the so-called United Nations isn't helping matters at all."

Some members of the Council sighed at that, clearly seeing something similar that is now happening to the Galactic Republic.

"What of this current conflict, this 'War on Terror' America is fighting right now?" Verde asked and the Centurion answered.

"It refers to the global terrorism that is plaguing the planet, mostly against fundamentalist religious groups, specifically Islam," Boc said. "It's mostly fought against the global terrorist organization known as Al-Qaeda, responsible for the 9/11 attacks ten years ago which resulted in the death of thousands of civilians, not to mention claiming responsibility for dozens of other global terror actions such as bombings in Europe and other Middle Eastern nations, mostly targeting both military targets and civilians. They primarily use suicide attacks, like car bombings or strapping explosives on individuals who are 'loyal' to their cause. They think killing civilians is religiously sanctioned, and they ignore any aspect of religious scripture which might be interpreted as forbidding the murder of civilians and internecine fighting. Al-Qaeda also opposes man-made laws, and wants to replace them with a strict form of Sharia Laws, which essentially throw sentient rights, womens' rights, and freedom of speech down the refresher."

The eyes of the masters narrowed at that, while Jango, who was listening, felt like these terrorists were just like, if not worse than Death Watch.

"So far the war is apparently in a stalemate. The coalition with the U.S. leading has managed to push Al-Qaeda out of the nation of Afghanistan, and have taken many of their leaders," he said, but then sighed. "However, the Coalition still hasn't captured or killed the big fish, Osama Bin-laden, or his more higher ranking lackeys." He then sighed. "Sadly, that is just scratching the surface of Earth's problems, as North Korea still wants to invade their southern neighbors and eventually wage war against America, Iran is developing nuclear technology which the U.S do not want since their current president is as bad as they come, and not to mention there are conflicts around the world in places like Burma, Africa, even Mexico, are wracked with war, crime and famine. Though it may not be on the same scale the Galactic Republic is… if nothing is done, it very easily could."

The Masters all began to think heavily on that.

"And how do you suggest this should be done?" the Wroonian woman, Erline Weska asked, while Boc sighed.

"My honest opinion...Earth needs a nice strong kick in the ass," he said. "Some sort of wake-up call to tell them to get their act together, and stop fighting each-other, and focus on the big picture."

"And how do you suppose such is done?" The Nelvaanian, Advos asked. "Simply revealing the existence of the greater galaxy would provide too much of a cultural shock at their current state."

"True," Boc said. "However, my friend Jordan Tackett has a plan which might work, as well as benefiting the Mandalorians in more ways than one." He glanced back at Jordan, nodding as Jordan took that as the signal to walk forward. He looked at the Council, before he sighed and spoke.

"Councilors," he said. "My idea is simple. I want to have the humans of Earth to stop fighting each-other, so they can arise into the new Space Age united. I want to at least end all pointless fighting on Earth in places like those Boc had mentioned, as well as slowly begin raising their technology level so they can at least expand across their solar system."

"My basic idea is to have Mandalorian Forces pose as a new Private Military Corporation on Earth, using Earth weapons and equipment, and intervening in these conflicts around the world. Iraq, Afghanistan, Mexico, and Africa, as well as help in overthrowing corrupt and totalitarian regimes such as North Korea, Iran, and other nations across the world. And by using another company we could forge, slowly introduce the greater galaxy's technology to Earth, however the people of Earth will simply think the technology was created on Earth, not from aliens."

The Masters were interested by this plan. Kyr then spoke up, wanting to know more of this plan.

"And what would be the names of these two companies?" he asked.

Jordan grinned a bit "Well, the company for technology, I was thinking Liberty Electronics." He said, glancing at Boc who smirked a bit himself "And the PMC… I was thinking… Ne'tra Kad, or Black Sword in basic."

The Master Lords were all interested in the name and were even more impressed with Jordan's idea of having Mandalorians in the mix. The Duros Master Lord, Akshay Rang'kad spoke up.

"A very sound plan. Though, from what Knight Werd has told us, your people use slugthrower weapons, but ones that are more reliable, is that correct?" he asked.

"Indeed, sir," Jordan said. "Different weapons have different ammo types, such as incendiary, armor-piercing, anti-personnel, high explosive, Full Metal Jackets… the list goes on, not to mention some weapons, like the AK-47, can function in some of the worst conditions, with dirt mud and snow in the barrel, and still be able to fire with no problems, and for most weapons, maintenance is quite easier than that of a Blaster. We are even developing SMART ammo which have bullets which can turn, laser-designated missiles, and more."

The Trandoshan Master Lord, Slyossk, then spoke, his voice holding the usual hissing of his species.

"Interesssting, despite not being an advanced ssspace faring ssociety, Earth'sss aptitude for war, is almossst parallel to our own," he said with the others nodding.

Jordan shrugged. "It's been that way since ancient humans on Earth discovered the killing power of rock and bone, wars have been fought in the name of everything from gods, to justice, to simple psychotic rage. For humans on Earth… War never Changes."

All of the Mandalorian Master Lords nodded at that, since they are the same. Except they only fight each other due to a certain disagreement, which caused the Mandalorian Civil War.

"And what can Earth provide to the Mandalorians?" asked Goyathlay. "And what can your 'Neo Sith' provide for us to tempt us into an alliance?" His eyes narrowed. "It wouldn't be the first time the Sith had tricked Mandalorians."

"I understand your concerns," Jordan said. "However like you, the Neo Sith wish to change from our old ways… and what we could provide, well Earth itself could provide its knowledge of warfare and weapons, while if you allied with Neo Sith… we can give you the means to produce armadas of warships in less than a year, quadrupling your Warship, Weapon and Droid manufacturing capabilities."

The Council Members all became interested at that. Especially the part about the producing ships at quadruple at the pace. "How so?" Kyr asked, his interest peaked.

Jordan glanced back at Revan, who nodded before he reached to his belt, and pulled out a holocron. He placed it on the ground, activating it before suddenly a massive holographic image of the Star Forge appeared in the center of the room. "This… is the Star Forge," he began. "The original was created by an ancient race of aliens called the Rakata, during the height of their Infinite Empire nearly 25,000 years ago. The Star Forge was crafted by the Rakata, using the Force and their massive amounts of Slaves. Because of the Rakata's hate and constant use of the Dark Side, the Star Forge was powered and fed on the Dark Side of the force, drawing resources to manufacture ships from a sun. Even after the collapse of the Empire, the Star Forge remained, dormant until it was rediscovered by Darth Revan and Darth Malak."

"They reactivated the Forge, and in their year of absence after the Mandalorian Wars, manufactured their Sith Armada to attack the Republic," Jordan continued. "It was thanks to this Forge, that Revan had managed to bring the Republic down to its knees until Malak betrayed him."

"However, the original Star Forge was destroyed in the closing days of the Jedi Civil War, by Revan and the Republic," he said. "However, the debris of the Star Forge still remains around Lehon, along with the wrecks of countless other ships. Thanks to another facility my master had discovered, called the Foundry-" an image of the Foundry appeared next to the Star Forge "-which is a similar factory station that can produce infinite amounts of Droids and some ships, we have already begun reconstruction of the Star Forge, hopefully to be completed in two to three years."

"However, in order for the Star Forge to reach its full potential, we need Force-Sensitives to help in its construction, to ensure it is not created like the Rakata had," Jordan said. "We don't want it to feed solely on the Dark Side, as the Star Forge of old corrupted anyone who used it. The new Star Forge would gain power from both the Light and Dark sides of the force, potentially doubling its effectiveness than it was even in Revan's Sith Empire. If the Mandalorian Union and Knights help us reconstruct the Star Forge, we will allow you full access to the Forge so you yourselves can manufacture ships, weapons, droids, whatever you desire. And hopefully, with your help, the time to build the Star Forge will be cut in half, and could have it up to minimal production power within a year or so."

The Mandalorian Lords all thought about that, before Boc spoke again.

"And also, not only will you receive ships, not only of Republic and Separatist design, but also..." he said and brought out his own holoprojector, and turned it on. Jordan looked at what Boc had and blinked as he saw the image of a very familiar ship.

"Hey, aren't those…?" Jordan said, as Boc grinned and nodded.

"That they are," he said. "I've been designing them in my spare time… These are once fictional ships from an Earth TV show, which they called… Battlestars."

The Council were interested as Boc showed the first ship. Which Jordan recognized as the Galactica, the main character ship of the series.

"This ship here is the Battlestar Galactica...no class name though, as of yet. This particular Battlestar, was the main ship whose story goes back fifty years before the main storyline began," he said. "It was the first Battlestar Type, and she and her sister ships were designed to take a lot of punishment in battle, as it can act as a Carrier, Battleship and a Command Vessel."

The image then switched to another familiar vessel, a Mercury-class. "This is a more recent warship, called the Mercury-class," he said. "It's nearly two kilometers long, is even tougher than the Galactica-type, has more room for fighters and support ships, and even has facilities to build its own Fighters if resources from asteroids were available."

"The ships used kinetic energy weapons, to defend themselves, but right now I'm planning in modifying the designs a little bit, and give them an extra punch," he said, and then switched to another, but more smaller ship.

"This Battlestar, another more recent, but smaller cousin of the former two, is currently known as the Valkyrie-Type Battlestar." he said. "It is still just as effective as any other Battlestar."

Finally, he showed the images of a Raptor and two Vipers, a Mark II and a Mark VII ."And these, are support ships, a Raptor Gunship, and Vipers, Mark II and VII respectively," he continued. "The Vipers serve as their primary space superiority and interception starfighters, and their Raptors serve as Gunships, Transports and on occasion Bombers, making them very versatile."

The Lords were impressed by this. Even though the people of Earth were not united and didn't have a space force, they still had wild imaginations.

Of course, Boc as the holoprojector two more images, however, unlike the images the lords saw before, these appeared to be a series of droids. Jordan's eyes widened as he recognized them.

"And these, are advanced Droids from the same series which served as antagonists," Boc said, glancing at Jordan and smirked. "They are Called… Cylon Centurions."

The Lords blinked at the name, with Kyr asking the question.

"Cylon Centurions?"

Boc nodded at that. "Yes. The one on my right, is known as the 005 Centurion, or Triple Zero Fives for short. The one on my left, is its successor, known only as the Modern Cylon Centurion, or 'Chrome-job' as the protagonists called them. They are heavily armed and armored, and make anything the CIS could produce look archaic in comparison. Not to mention they have their own ships..." The Hologram then showed the image of two Baseships, a Modern Basestar and a Cylon War-era Baseship, a Cylon-War Era Raider, and a Modern Raider. "The larger ships are called Baseships, and basically carry out the same duties as a Trade Federation Battleship, acting as a carrier, command ship, and Battleship. And the smaller craft are called Raiders, essentially a Cylon version of a Droid Starfighter."

The Mandalorian Master Lords were greatly intrigued by this, although a race of droids gaining sentience is unheard of, these droids could prove useful.

"And you have already began putting these schematics to use?" Murasaki said.

Boc gave a small grin. "I already have 10 prototypes ready for testing," he said, much to Jordan's surprise, as well as a few of the others.

"When did you have the time to make Prototypes?" he asked, and Boc shrugged.

"Been working on them around the clock," he said, glancing at Jordan. "And you're one to talk, I know you've been making prototype schematics left and right Jordan, but you haven't told me."

"Because they're not perfected yet," Jordan said. "What I'm making still needs to go through some trial runs first, but we're getting off track here."

Boc nodded at that. "Yes, the Prototypes have data from our HK-series droids, but I prefer they get their first full-scale combat test soon. Also, the Battlestars are still in the design phase, so it will take some time, though I am modifying a captured Separatist Providence-class carrier with the same type of flight pods you saw in the design. This in conjunction with it's main hangar will give the ship more starfighters to carry, as well as act as a data gathering ship, which will help speed the project along."

The Hulika woman, Murasaki Akideki, nodded in approval. "It sounds like a sound plan to me," she said. "This new technology, as well as the resources from the Sith may be the trump card we need to finally liberate Tridenius from the Hegemony and their Masters in the Imperium."

The others blinked at that, and it was Boc who spoke the question on their minds.

"What happened at Tridenius? And who are the Hegemony and the Imperium?" he said, and he saw the facial expressions on Murasaki and Goyathala change as the Hulika had a sad frown, while the Lycan had an enraged snarl.

"Considering you have been… away from the Union for a long time," Murasaki said, "it's understandable you haven't heard..." She let out a sigh. "Nearly 1,500 years ago, the Kingdom of Tridenius and most of the worlds under its jurisdiction… faced a series of aggressive insurrections at the hands of rebel groups in our outer-most colonies. At first, they were quelled with ease, as they had little support… but then they gained a new leader, Zephar Odenka. He turned the scattered and disorganized Rebels, into a savage fighting force, and they lead a civil war upon the Kingdom, slowly but gradually gaining support as he fought."

"At first, we had him under control," Goyathala said with a growl. "But then he got help… from the Rhand Imperium, and their 'Sorcerers of Rhand'."

Boc and Jordan's eyes widened in alarm at that.

"The Sorcerers of Rhand!? Are you sure that's what they called themselves?" Boc said, greatly disturbed by what he just heard.

The Lycan and Hulika both nodded.

"Yes, are you familiar with them?" Murasaki asked and it Jordan who answered.

"We have heard about them before," he said. "We have heard they use something similar to the Force, which they call 'The Dark' and rule over a dozen or so stellar clusters in the Perann Nebula, called the Nihil Retreat."

"You would be correct, but they have grown since then," Murasaki said. "The Rhand have expanded to multiple Star Systems, and have become a small superpower in the Unknown Regions, having control of over two thousand star systems. Though the Sorcerers are still the de facto leader, their government had taken the new name of 'Rhand Imperium' or 'Rhand Empire'."

"The Rhand gave Zephar heavy support for his war against the Kingdom," Goyathala said. "He eventually destabilized the entire government, as Rebel and Rhand forces invaded our space… many of the Royal Family were killed in the war, along with those who were still loyal to the Kingdom."

"What was left of the Kingdom retreated to the only four Star Systems which had not sided with the Rebels or had been invaded," Murasaki said. "The Caledonia, Ioch, Klisura, and Lupum Aurora Systems. Knowing we could not stand against them… we called for Mandalorian Union aid, and the four systems surrendered to Mandalorian control to avoid being invaded by the Imperium or Rebels."

"What was once known as the Tridenius Kingdom, became the Tridenius Hegemony," Goyathala growled out. "Then we find out Zephar was a damned Rhand Sorcerer himself! His entire civil war was just to install a puppet government for the Imperium to control!"

"Since then, the Hegemony is allied with the Imperium," the Hulika said with a tired sigh. "Their primary export to the Imperium… is the slave trade, turing our own people into a slave-labor force for whatever they wanted, and mining our old worlds dry of whatever resources they have, allowing piracy to run rampant in space and caring little for the people living in the Hegemony, as they are living in near total poverty."

"We of the Union have been in a Cold War with the Imperium since then," Kyr answered. "But we lack the manpower or firepower to launch a full-scale invasion on Hegemony space, and the Hegemony and Imperium both know they can't invade us due to our tough defenses, so it's been a stalemate for over a thousand years. We have been providing support to the few resistance groups in Tridenius Space fighting against the Hegemony and Occupying Rhand forces, but it hasn't been going well. Not to mention we still need to worry about our other enemies, such as the Ssi-Ruuvi Imperium who we fight border skirmishes with, and we need to defend our forces from raids from the Vagaari Empire."

Boc and the others became concerned, as they not only had the Rhand to worry about, but the Ssi-Ruuvi and the Vagaari as well. It was then that Revan stepped forward. "Perhaps, we can help you out with that," he spoke, causing the Mandalorians to look at him in surprise.

"Lord… Revan, I presume?" Kyr asked, which was followed by a few whispers among the council as he nodded.

"Yes," Revan said, nodding. "I know that nearly 4,000 years ago I was your enemy, but today I stand as your potential ally, as do the Neo Sith Empire. At the time being, I currently have roughly 560,000 combat-ready men and women, which by GAR standards would be close to nearly two whole system armies worth of soldiers and navymen, and even now the Foundry is pumping out thousands of Combat-Ready Droids, and our ships, while old, have become modernized with the latest in Republic and CIS weaponry, and with proper systems installed which cut their required crew to man the ships roughly in half."

"I propose that my Sith Forces assist the Tridenius Resistance movements in liberating the people of Tridenius from the grasps of their puppet leaders and their masterminds," Revan said. "Since we do not answer to the Mandalorian Union itself, the Rhand could not post the blame on the Union and provide enough reason to invade. However you are more than welcome to send what support you can, as together… we will not only liberate Tridenius, but we will crush the Sorcerers of Rhand and their Imperium, but we will also destroy the Ssi-Ruuvi Imperium so they will never threaten your borders again, and we shall annihilate the Vagaari Empire so your colonies shall remain safe."

"And in return for this," Revan continued, "the Mandalorian Union, and the new Kingdom of Tridenius, shall become part of the Neo Sith Empire. Your governments will remain your own to decide your own personal laws, but if we called for your help, you would answer, just as if you needed our help, we would answer. And by joining the Neo Sith, you shall have full access to not just the Star Forge, but also that of the Foundry, and I Promise you, that the Neo Sith shall help you however way we can… to grant the Mandalorians the Homeworld they lost all those years ago!"

It was quiet for a moment, as the Council looked at each for a few moments before looking at Kyr, who had his hands steepled together and his chin resting on them as he thought about the advantages of having much needed support. He then sighed as he looked at the group, especially Boc, Jordan, and Revan.

"We will need to think about this...in the meantime while you wait, I suggest, you explore the planet. If possible you can explore the Redwood forest at the base of the mountain. There is a settlement that will more than likely give you quarter. Though I suggest not to go into the woods after dark. The Dark Wolves these days have become more curious and have been giving some citizens a hard time."

Revan nodded. "We understand, and thank you for your audience, councilors," he said, as he, Jordan and Boc stepped back, before they were lead out of the Council Room, and the doors closed behind them.

"Well, that went well," said Dennis. "Now what?"

"Like Grand Master Lord Carad said...we wait," Revan said and placed his helmet back on and the group walked away from the council room.


Back on Corellia


Takeshi, Shion, Teria, Kiyane, and Laranth followed Master Salya through the Enclave, with the three reincarnated Jedi looking around them, seeing what had changed and what hadn't over the past 3600 years.

The halls looked more modern and there were Initiates who were busy practicing their lightsaber skills, or other Jedi just walking about. Most of them were Corellian Humans, while there were some other aliens, all dressed in the green robes of the Green Jedi.

'One thing that definitely needs correcting once we get our Neo Jedi Order going: Color uniformity,' Takeshi telepathically remarked to Shion.

'I agree,' Shion replied. 'I can understand associating with a given color, but making all the required clothing that color can be a bit much - standard Jedi Brown is even worse!'

'Yeah - that's something that the Order from our time had an advantage in - the standard Robes were the usual Brown, but we could dye them any color we wished.'

And indeed, Takeshi, Shion, and Teria's Robes had all been dyed a similar color to how they had been in their previous lives - Dark Blue with Black Trim for Takeshi, Blue with White Trim for Shion, and Dark Gray with Blue Trim for Teria.

As they walked down the halls, something caught Takeshi's vision off the corner of his eye, and he turned to look, and blinked in surprise. What he saw appeared to be some kind of Holostatue similar to those he saw at the Leisure Garden, only in full color. The statue held the image of a woman who had a fair slim build, short orange hair, light skin and sky blue eyes wearing dark blue and red colored Jedi Robes.

Takeshi slowed to a halt, the rest of the group stopping and turning to look as well, even as Shion and Teria blinked in equal surprise. The two of them, along with Takeshi, easily recognized her - she had saved Tython from the vengeful Darth Angral, had led them and Havoc Squad on the mission to rescue Revan, and had gone on to kill the Sith Emperor himself. They'd even struck up a bit of a friendship with her.

"Kara Rand..." Takeshi whispered, somewhat stunned that there was a statue of her still around, even after all these years.

Salya looked at Takeshi in surprise. "So, you have heard of her before?" she asked, looking at the statue as well. "The Hero of Tython..."

"You could say that," Takeshi said. "But why do you have a holostatue of her here?"

"Because she is considered the hero of the Green Jedi as well, and of Corellia," Salya answered. "She lead the old Republic Special Forces team Havoc Squad in a mission which liberated Corellia from the ancient Sith Empire from the Great Galactic Wars, and saved the Green Jedi order from destruction from a vengeful Sith lord. She eventually settled on Corellia, where she found a family here as she was married into the Halcyon Family, one of the Noble Families of Corellia, becoming Kara Halcyon. She's been a hero here since."

Takeshi's eyes widened. "Halcyon?" he asked. "As in Nejaa Halcyon?"

"Yes," Salya said, nodding. "Nejaa is a descendant of Kara, and is one of the top Masters of the Green Jedi, and the original Jedi Order as well." She then looked at him oddly. "But how did you know who Kara was in the first place? Very few who are not of the Corellian Knights recognise her face from a passing glance."

Takeshi sighed. "Well… that's a long story..." he said after a moment, "and one that should probably be shared with the Masters, as well. There are probably going to be portions you will think unbelievable, but everything I will tell is the truth."

Salya looked at him again, but nodded before they continued their way towards the council room.

Meanwhile, Takeshi's mind was considering all the ramifications of this revelation. Given Nejaa's place in Star Wars lore, the fact that Kara was his ancestor meant that one of Takeshi's friends from the Great Galactic War was also the ancestor to one of his favorite Star Wars characters of all time. 'Not to mention her maiden name, Rand,' Takeshi thought. 'If that connection pans out the way I think it does, then she just provided a solid link between KOTOR2 and one of my favorite pilots in the entirety of Star Wars...'


Meanwhile - Altier, Redwood Forest


After leaving the Mandalorian Castle, Boc was the one leading them through the Redwood Forest as they headed down to the settlement at the bottom of the hills to stay until the Lords come to an agreement. "It's not as cold as I thought it would be," Jordan said, as he could see his breath in the cold air. "Still freaking cold though..."

"Well, Altier is the Fourth Planet of this system. Not to mention the only habitable one, aside from its two moons," Boc said as they continued, but then he stopped as he held up a hand , catching the others attention.

"What is it?" Boba said, before the Mandalorian held a finger to his lips and hushed for silence, his eyes in his helmet looking around as he moved his head side to side. He was not the only one, as Jordan began getting a sense of unease as he looked around as well, moving next to Boc's side. "You heard something?" he whispered as quietly as he could.

Boc didn't answer immediately as his senses picked 12 to 20 lifeforms heading in their direction from all directions. He could tell they were sentient, but also feral.

"We're about to have some guests," he said. Just a few seconds after he said that, there was a loud howl in the air, and emerging from the forest appeared about seventeen black and brown furred wolf-like creatures, each standing rather tall for four-legged creatures. They ran towards them, before they encircled the group.

"Holy-!" shouted Dennis before having Boc's hand clamp on it.

"Don't shout, or they'll think you're a threat..." the Mandalorian hissed as the pack of creatures now fully surrounded them, their blue eyes glaring, their ears pinned back, the fur on their backs bristled, and their mouths in a snarl showing their canine teeth.

"What do we do, Boc?" Jordan asked, his fingers slowly grazing towards his lightsabers. "I'm guessing these are the Dark Wolves we were warned about?"

Boc nodded at that.

"Yeah, but something's off..." making everyone blink.

"How so?" Sintas said as she reached for one of her blaster pistols.

"Dark Wolves are mostly curious, but they tend to stay away from Sentients and remain in their territorial hunting grounds," he said as he narrowed his eyes. "These Dark wolves are different. They look like we got their litter of pups or something."

"Well, I don't think we have a litter of dark wolf pups," he said, looking around, keeping his eyes on the Dark Wolves as they circled around them, snarling at them. "What's got them so angry at us for?"

However as he wondered why the pack looked like they were going to rip them to shreds, a much larger and louder howl was heard and the wolves in front of them moved back.

The others glanced in that direction, and watched as a larger Dark Wolf entered the clearing. The wolf appeared to 5 and a half feet in length, stood at least a couple inches taller, and it was pitch black. Boc could also tell through the Force, that this wolf was the Matriarch, the female alpha of the pack.

"I think this is the mama wolf..." Jordan muttered. "Boc, what can you tell us about these Dark Wolves."

Boc then thought about everything he knew on these wolves.

"Well, they're suppose to be half-sentient, and they're smart...VERY smart. There are, or were, even a few reports of some of them actually being Force-Sensitive, but that remains to be proven true," he said. "I actually ran into a couple back when I first came here, but they usually ran away from me. Now, I've never seen a pack act like this."

"Well, that sure helps," Jordan said with a bit of sarcasm. "That still doesn't answer why they are snarling and growling at us like we killed half of their pack or something, or how we get out of this."

Boc then sighed and watched as the Matriarch slowly approached them. Unlike the others who were ready to attack them at any moment, the Matriarch seemed calm and collected. It was then that Boc remembered this type of situation before, back on Earth.

"Everyone get down," he said calmly, which made everyone give him a 'WTF' look. "Just do what I say."

Jordan and the others just did as Boc instructed, as they got down to their knees as the mother wolf approached them. "Am I the only one who's being reminded of the ending scene of Jurassic Park Three?" Jordan whispered. "The one with the Eggs and the Velociraptors?"

Boc glared before giving the apprentice of Revan a slight smack to the back of the head.

"What? It was a legitimate question," he said as he rubbed the back of his head, just as the female wolf stopped just in front of Boc and then began to sniff him up and down.

"Boc..." Shae said, a bit worried as she glanced at the Wolf herself. She was getting a bad feeling in the pit of her stomach.

"Just...stay...calm..." he said, as the wolf continued what she was doing, until she stopped and looked at Boc in the eye through the T-visor of his helmet, until the Matriarch did something that the group weren't expecting.

She began to lick Boc's helmeted face.

"Huh?" Jordan asked, voicing the same surprise which ran through most of the group. "Uhh… friend of yours, Boc?"

Boc only did a what gesture as the wolf continued to lick his helmeted face.

"Don't ask me...I don't know what's going on-" he said before the wolf placed her head on his, before suddenly, the Force sensitives felt the Force flowing around the wolf, and then Boc. And then, he saw a flash of light…


Boc's Mindscape


Boc blinked, as he suddenly found himself in the familiar forest of his mindscape with his helmet gone from his head. The same general area where he first met his past-life spirit, and became who he was. "Okay..." he said, "what the hell is going on?!"

"I could answer that, child," a female voice said, that sounded like Kushina Uzumaki, and Boc blinked and turned around and saw the same Dark Wolf Matriarch.

He then looked for the source of the voice before looking back at the she-wolf.

"Was that you?" he asked and, to his surprise, the wolf nodded. "Then what the hell was that you did to me!?"

"What I did, was sending us both into your mindscape so that we can talk without the interruption of the others," she said, and, unless Boc was going crazy, she saw the gentle smile on the wolf's mouth.

"It's been too long..." she said, before a white flash blinded Boc for a moment, and when it died down and he was able to see, his eyes widened as he saw the wolf's new form, one he didn't see over 3600 years ago. The form was of a female human, who looked to be in her 30's, with dark brown shoulder length hair, hazel eyes, standing at 5'9" and wearing an black colored ancient pilot suit.

"...My son."

Boc was silent, completely shocked at what he was seeing. It was a couple of moments before he spoke again.

"M...Mother?"

The Woman smiled and nodded as she approached Boc. "Yes, its me," she said. "My, have you grown up… even after this whole reincarnation deal… "

"Bu… you… I… wha?" Boc said, totally confused at what was happening as the woman who appeared as his original mother stepped in front of him.

"Right before I died, I felt regret for leaving you alone on that planet," she said as tears began to leak from her eyes. "I wanted to stay with you and protect you after your father died, I really did. I didn't want to leave you alone on that planet..." She then smiled a bit. "However… my will to be with you was so strong, my grief to be with you again… was heard by someone else. I do not know what her name was, or who she was… she appeared to be as a Griffon, but she told me she had heard me… and she could grant my wish in a sense."

Boc was very surprised by this as his mother stopped in front of him.

"Of course, she told me it would be a long time before I saw you again, and that I will not be reborn as a human, but as the Dark Wolf Matriarch," she said as she placed a hand on her son's face. "Of course, as long as I saw you again, it didn't matter to me."

Then, the woman was surprised as Boc suddenly wrapped her in an embrace.

"I thought...I thought I would never see you again...Ma..."

The woman smiled, before she began to return Boc's embrace. "It's alright, my son..." she whispered. "I'm here… I promise I will never leave you like that again..."

The two continued to embrace even as a light surrounded them.


Real World


Just as suddenly as the two connected, the force glow around them stopped, and the others blinked as Boc suddenly slumped forward, before being caught by the she-wolf.

"Boc!" Shae cried out as she saw her husband fall forward. Before she or the others could move, they were startled by what the wolf did next.

"Don't worry," a feminine voice said within their minds, causing everyone to blink in surprise. "Boc is alright, communicating through the mindscape takes a lot of energy for most people."

"Who the..." Jordan said, before the She-wolf looked at Jordan. "W-Is that… you talking?"

He felt the smirk coming from the Dark Wolf. "Yes," she said, and everyone looked like they had been hit by a two-by-four.

"What...the..." Dennis began to say.

"Okay… can anyone explain to me what the hell is going on here?" Jordan asked. "Because I hate being in the dark here..."

"I'll explain once we get to the settlement," she said and began carrying the out cold Mandalorian down the same path they were taking as the rest of the pack scattered.

"Jordan, things just got more weird haven't they?" Dennis asked his friend, who could only sigh.

"Dennis… at this point, I'm just going with it," he said. "When we live in a galaxy where what we once thought was fiction is reality, I think talking wolves are the least of our worries."

The group then got back on their feet as they followed the wolf to the settlement, Shae moving to her lover's side.


With Takeshi's Group

Green Jedi Enclave


The group had finally reached the Council Chamber, and now stood before the Corellian Jedi Council. The chamber itself was rather small, smaller than the one from the Jedi Council on Coruscant but that was to be expected. In fact, it reminded Takeshi of the council room from Tython, albeit smaller than that, and with no table in the middle of the chamber.

Salya now stood with Takeshi, Shion, and Teria as the five members of the Green Jedi Council looked at them. The first Councilor was a human Corellian man, who looked to be in his mid fifties and had dark skin, brown eyes and short black hair, wearing normal Dark Green and Brown Jedi Robes.

The second member of the council was also human, the only woman among the council who looked younger in her forties, and had short blond hair, tanned skin, and blue eyes.

The third master was one of the only two non-humans among the council, a Weequay male who had the normal dark brown skin of his species and dark eyes.

The fourth master was the second non-human among them, a Gran male who seemed a bit taller than most of his species at 2 Meters, and had purple eyes and had the standard robes of the Green Jedi.

The last member, and obviously the grandmaster, sat in the chair directly across from them. A human male who had a bald head, a small goatee beard, and dark brown eyes. The five Jedi seemed to look at Takeshi's company with analyzing gazes, before finally, the Grand Master spoke.

"So… you must be the disturbance we felt outside, no?" he asked, as he still looked at Takeshi.

"Yeah..." Takeshi replied, rubbing the back of his head sheepishly. "My apologies if it disturbed you, but your door guard was being a bit demeaning."

"It's of no concern," the woman said, smiling. "However, your presence has intrigued us… it's not everyday a force user of your caliber stops by, preforms an unknown force ability, and requests to meet with the council."

"Thank you for accepting my request," Takeshi remarked. "As I mentioned to Master Salya, I am Takeshi Yamato - this is my wife Shion, and my apprentice, Teria. The reason for my visit will take a bit of explaining - I will warn you that the story might be rather long, and there are likely some parts you'll find unbelievable, but trust me when I say that everything in said tale is the truth."

"Then, by all means, Takeshi Yamato," the Corellian Jedi Grand Master, whom Salya had earlier said his name was Jock Horn, said as he nodded. "Speak."

Speak Takeshi did, as he told the entirety of his tale - his, Shion's, and Teria's lives in the Great Galactic War, the mission to rescue Revan alongside Havoc Squad and Kara Rand/Halcyon, the encounters with Sayane, the revelation that she would return, the discovery and implementation of the Resurrection Ritual, and then their eventual deaths. He then told of his reincarnation, the life he lived on Earth, and then all of the events that had begun when Boba Fett came to Earth for the first time. Finally he got to the Tython expedition, reuniting with Shion, the decision to form a Neo Jedi Order, and the excursion to Coruscant and all that came about during and after said expedition.

"I believe that the the current Jedi Order has grown too arrogant, and after the Clone Wars, may not be able to sustain itself," Takeshi said. "The Jedi Order is on its last legs, with public support moving away from the Jedi, and the galaxy at large has forgotten the lessons it had learned the hard way during the Mandalorian Wars, Jedi Civil War, the Great Galactic Wars, and many many others. The only way I can see the Jedi Order surviving… is to start it anew, to follow the old rules of the Order from before Odan-Urr revised the code."

The council, as well as Salya looked at Takeshi and his group in shock and surprise, much as the Paladins from Iego had reacted though Salya had a little recognition in her expression as she realized something. "So that's why you recognized our statue of the Hero of Tython," she said. "You actually met her when she was alive."

Takeshi smiled as he nodded. "Yep," he replied. "And I was definitely proud to fight alongside her - her skills with a Lightsaber were impressive, let me tell you."

"It is a difficult tale to believe," The Weequay Master, Kos Rev, said as he was looking through a Datapad. "However… according to the records we have, there was a Jedi Knight by the name of Takeshi Yamato who served in the Great Galactic War, as well as one named Shion Yamato, and Teria… and their descriptions match yours to every last detail."

The only woman among the council, Icelina Fel, frowned a bit as she bridged her hands together. "But what do you want from us, Knight Yamato?" she asked.

"While my goal is to restart the Jedi Order anew, following the Old Code as opposed to the one most regular Jedi follow today, that's a little hard to do with just three people," Takeshi admitted. "So, Shion and I decided to try and enlist the help of the various 'unaligned' Force User organizations - organizations that are not part of the main Jedi Order, and who tend to follow less restrictive teachings than the main order's current Code. Organizations like you, the Jedi from my Homeworld."

The five Masters were silent, as they looked at one another almost as if they were in a silent discussion. "The idea has merit to it..." the Gran Jedi, Mak Yeem said.

"We shouldn't," Jedi Master Tor Bandon said. "We already have enough problems defending Corellia from Separatist attack, it's only a matter of time before they set their sights on Corellia."

"The CIS wouldn't dare attack Corellia, we're too close to the core worlds," Kos said. "They would have to find a way to slip past all of the Republic's defenses from the core to the mid-rim. And are you honestly suggesting we pass up a chance to train Jedi on Tython? The very homeworld of of the original Jedi Order?"

"I agree with Master Rev," Icelina said. "If Corellia is attacked by the CIS, Tython would be a good regrouping area for the Corellian Jedi to fall back to, and it is safer considering no one knows the coordinates to Tython."

Mak turned to Jock. "What do you think, Master Horn?" he asked, and the council all turned to Jock Horn, whose eyes were closed in thought.

It seemed an entire minute passed, and no one said a word until his eyes opened once again. "Knight Yamato is correct," he said. "The Jedi back at Coruscant won't last much longer without change… we Green Jedi are not like them, and a chance to fix the Order is one we must take." He then glanced at Tor. "While I understand your worries, Kos and Icelina are correct. The CIS will not attack Corellia in a long time, and because of that, most of our knights and masters are just sitting around the enclave and elsewhere on the planet doing nothing… at the very least, sending some to Tython will give them something to do."

Although Tor didn't seem to like it, he knew he was outnumbered in this vote, and conceded as Jock turned to Takeshi. "Takeshi Yamato… we will grant your request," he said. "We shall lend you Fifteen of our Masters, thirty-five Knights and fifty Padawans to follow you to Tython. They will help you establish the new foundations of the Neo Jedi Order. Depending on the results they turn up, we may be able to send more to help you out."

Takeshi bowed. "Thank you, Master Horn," he said. "I will not be able to lead them to Tython directly, because there are still other organizations I wish to seek help from, but I will give you the Hyperspace Coordinates to Tython before I leave."

"Actually, Master, perhaps I could stay and lead them to Tython," Teria replied, drawing surprised looks from Takeshi and Shion. "I know it as well as you do, and I can start organizing some early efforts to restore the Temple."

Takeshi nodded. It did make sense. "Very well, Teria. I wish you good luck on that task." He then turned back to the Council. "I was also hopeful that you would allow a representative from your Order to join me on my journey, to possibly help in my efforts to recruit other organizations. Would this work for you, Masters?"

"I believe that can be arranged," Jock said, nodding. "And I believe I have a perfect candidate… although he is not technically a member of the Green Jedi, he has served with the Green Jedi who fight in the Clone Wars… my son, Rostak Horn. He is a veteran in CorSec, and highly skilled in combat."

Takeshi's eyes widened slightly, and only Shion noticed, then again, she could tell the source of his shock through their bond, and the Star Wars knowledge he had told her already. "Thank you," Takeshi replied. "Should we wait here in the Enclave, go to wherever he is, or have him meet us at our ship?"

"I will send him a message to meet you at your ship," Jock said. "He's been wanting something to do lately as he hasn't been on any missions in the past month and a half, he'll be more than happy to help."

"Thank you," Takeshi said with another bow. "Well, I do believe we should take our leave - thank you once again for granting us an audience, and for your support in our efforts."

Jock nodded in agreement, before Salya escorted Takeshi and the others out of the Council Room. "Well, I think that went rather well," Teria said. "We got the support of the Corellian Jedi!"

"Yeah it did, Teria," Takeshi replied. "And thanks for volunteering to lead them to Tython for me - I didn't want to slow my journey any, so I was originally planning on just giving them the coordinates and some instructions on what to do when there."

"I could tell, that's why I volunteered," the Miraluka replied. "They'd probably trust someone leading them more than handed coordinates, plus I can guide the restoration efforts."

Takeshi nodded. "Thank you again, Teria," he said, "and good luck to you."

"Good luck to you as well, Master," Teria replied with a smile. "I'll see the two of you when you get back to Tython, all right?"

Takeshi and Shion both nodded, and Teria walked off, to start getting ready for her own task.

"Well, let's get back to the Elsa," Shion said. "We should meet Rostek and get going, we need to find out how to meet with the next Jedi Splinter group on the list."

"Yeah, I know two more Jedi Splinter groups we should meet up with," Takeshi said. "The Altisian Jedi, and the Potentium. The Witches of Dathomir might be good to meet, as well, as long as we stay away from the Nightsisters." He pondered something for a minute as they walked. "We might want to fill Rostek in on everything as well, since he's going to be traveling with us."

"Right," Shion said, nodding. "I heard rumors that the Altisian Jedi have have their headquarters at Bespin, but I couldn't tell you where to find the Potentium. Ever since they were banished from the order, they've been all over the galaxy."

"Then we'll just contact the Altisian Jedi at first," Takeshi said. "We will try to contact the Potentium, but let's focus on the task at hand for now." Shion nodded, as Takeshi and the others followed Salya out of the Enclave.


117Jorn: And there you have it! Chapter 9 is done, and chapter 10 is already in the works!

Patriot-112: And next chapter...What is gonna happen next chapter Jorn?

117Jorn: We continue with the mission to have the Neo Sith and Mandalorians unite, and Takeshi attempts to contact the Altisian Jedi… but meets a small snag… and by small, I mean BIG.

Patriot-112: Whoa, I wonder what that snag will be?

Takeshi Yamato: Whatever it is, I doubt it'll be good.

117Jorn: Well, you will have to find out next time, but until then…

Everyone: Ja Ne!

Takeshi Yamato: And Remember… WITH COURAGE, EVEN 1% CAN BECOME 100%!