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Introduction: This chapter is going to speed up time a bit, starting from right after chapter five (Where Jango is eleven) to when he is eighteen. We'll start off with another argument between Jaster and Montross however.

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Chapter 6: Trained to be a Killer

Jaster stood in his room aboard the Huntress gazing out the window at the stars beyond when his door opened. Knowing who it was he said "It is about time Montross, we have to talk."

"What is there to talk about-" Montross started "Commander?" He finished sarcasticly.

"Two things actually, once again you failed to follow orders and went on the mission anyway. I also heard you injured two men to get a transport, is that true?"

"Does it matter?" Montross asked obviously annoyed.

"Yes it damn well does matter!" Jaster shouted at him still looking out the window.

"Fine, yes I knocked two of them unconcious."

"You were ordered to remain in your room Montross."

"If it wasn't for me you wouldn't have obtained the information that you did, sir." Montross said giving an angry glare to Jaster.

With this Jaster turned around to face Montross. "That brings me to the second matter Montross, your methods of interrogation are some of the most brutal methods I have ever seen."

"We're mercenaries Commander, we are supposed to be brutal. If I was not brutal do you think we could have gained the information we did?" Montross said while staring coldly at Jaster.

Jaster gave a frustrated look and replied with "Eventually yes, but you said you wouldn't kill him."

"Yeah, so what is your point?"

"My point is, you did."

"Listen-" Montross started "Commander-" He continued sarcasticly. "We were set up and you know it, I wouldn't be surprised if it was by those Death Watch fools!" He finished angrily then walked out of the room.

Jaster furious by this followed him. When Montross started to walk down the corridor Jaster stopped him. "Montross, don't you ever walk out on your superior officers!" Jaster shouted.

"You question my methods too much Jaster." Montross said angrily.

"Your methods are wrong." Jaster replied in a more calm tone.

"Are they? You are just too weak to be a mercenary."

"You're going to be the death of us all!" Jaster shouted with fury in his gray eyes then stormed back into his room.

Montross just looked to the now closed room of the Commander and returned to walking down the corridor.

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"Okay, so you are Jango Fett, my new trainee correct?" A tall bulky figure with hair turning white with age and brown eyes started.

"Yes, that would be me." Jango said having to look up to see the guy's face.

"Well then, for the next few years I will be teaching you the basics of being a Mandalorian Warrior. Also, if you wish I can teach you some more advanced lessons as well, but that will take a little while longer. Alright, I almost forgot to tell you my name didn't I?" The trainer chuckled a bit. "I am Lieutenant Commander Daris, as you already know I shall be your trainer over the next few years. However Jaster said he will teach you some tricks he knows, so don't be surprised if you see him in here occasionally instead of me."

"How many years will this take?" Jango asked giving a curious look.

"Well, just the basics about four, the advanced stuff will take an extra three." Daris answered folding his arms.

Jango looked shocked when he learned how much time it took to finally be in service. "Don't worry kid, you have plenty of time."

Jango immediatly started his training, over the next three years he was trained to be a basic Mandalore Warrior, Daris trained him in mostly the use of the jetpack, and blaster rifles used by the army. On the fourth year Daris trained him to use the many gadgets on training armor, which was of course as close as possible to the real thing.

Jango, now fifteen agreed to take the advanced lessons that were offered to him by the trainer Daris. "Alright Jango, you show promise so I do reccomend the advanced classes." Daris said smiling. "Commander Jaster Mereel will train you the final three years."

Jango gave a surprised look when he found this out. "Well, you've been a good trainer these four years, sir." Jango said while taking the surprised expression off his face.

"It's been good working with you, Jango. Since Jaster has been taking care of you over these four years I'm sure you'll get along fine with him." Daris finished.

Jango gave the Mandalore salute to Daris who returned it. Jango walked out of Daris' office aboard the Command ship and returned to his room where he found Jaster waiting. After Jango entered the room Jaster stood up and faced him. "Jaster, what exactly are you going to teach me that Daris already has not?" Jango asked.

Jaster, who was now thirty responded "Well Jango, as you know it is a dangerous galaxy out there and I may not exactly live to see my forties. The advanced training isn't offered to just anyone, I was surprised to how well you handled yourself back on Coruscant and I thought should I die that you would make a fine Commander."

"You act like you're going to die soon, Jaster." Jango said.

"You never know... Anyway, I have no children, so that is why I reccomended you to be my successor should I fall on the battlefield, or for any other reason." Jaster said while looking to the ground a little. "Oh yes, the armor that you customized is almost complete. We'll begin your advanced training tomorrow, but as soon as you get your armor and blaster rifle you will be a full member of the clan." He finished.

"I look forward to serving the clan." Jango replied.

Jango saluted and Jaster did the same then he walked out of Jango's room. Jango walked over to his bed and fell backwards on it. 'Some day I will find that Death Watch Commander-' Jango started thinking in his head 'Then I will kill him personally.' He finished with an angry expression spreading on his face.

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