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Introduction: Seventh Chapter, Jango Fett will finally receive his armor and embark upon his first mission as he trains now under Jaster.
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Chapter 7: Jango's first mission
Jango walked down a long corridor with steel walls reflecting the light from the ceiling off of it's shining surface. Today was the day he would recieve his customized Mandalorian armor and he was quite excited. A few of his comrades nodded their heads as they passed by him, he returned the gesture as he finally reached his destination, Daris' training room. He pressed the control panel by the door and it opened, Jango walked into the room to see Daris standing there waiting. As Jango entered the room the door closed behind him and Daris smiled then said "Today is the day Jango." With that he opened up a storage door behind him.
Jango looked at the rack to see the armor he customized himself, it was silver with a light blue border surrounding the visor. Right beside his brand new armor sat the standard Mandalorian blaster rifle which most of the warriors wielded in combat. "I must say, that is one of the finest designs I have ever seen." Daris said behind Jango who was now removing the equipment from the storage closet.
"Thanks, I designed it personally." Jango said with a bit of pride in his voice.
"Yes, consider yourself lucky Jango. Most Mandalores use armor from the fallen ones, so watch out or you may stir up a bit of jealousy in the others." Daris said with a smile on his face.
Jango just laughed a bit, then after a few moments he broke the silence "Well, thanks for everything Daris, Jaster is inviting me on a mission today."
"First real mission huh? Well kid, good luck." Daris finished then opened up another storage closet and started fidgeting with the contents. Jango then left the room.
A group of about a dozen Mandalores stood inside a decent sized room chatting amongst themselves when Jango entered in full armor. In the front of the large group stood the raven armored Jaster who looked onto the crowd. As Jango entered he saw that everyone was now present and raised his arms in a gesture that ment silence. The medium sized crowd fell dead silent waiting for the Commander to speak. "Everyone is accounted for now, so let us begin. We've been working a lot lately I know, fighting to bring home enough money to survive in this harsh galaxy. Today is not a simple job that we were hired to do, the battle today will be part of our clan war with the Death Watch. We have located one of their bigger bases on the planet we are orbitting, one of the moons of Anoat. This is an intelligence gathering mission, we need to discover the location of their primary headquarters. The Death Watch Commander, Farik Goron will not be present to our knowledge, so don't worry about any major threats. Are there any questions?" Jaster then looked around in the crowd.
"Will there be any type of turret defense?" A random Mandalore from the crowd shouted.
"We have not detected any heavy defense, we expect there to be a good number of our rivals though. Remember, we want prisoners, don't kill everyone. Anymore questions?" Jaster then looked around again and waited for a minute, when no one answered he finished with "Okay, let's get to the transports and take down this base."
The warriors all headed torwards the hangar eager to fight their rivals in a battle that may signal that this long clan war may soon be at an end.
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An armored man stood in front of a control station looking up to a monitor. The armor was black and everything on him was covered, though not Mandalorian armor, it looks just as imposing. "Commander Goron, Mandalorian ships are bombarding out planet! They will probaly launch an assault in a matter of minutes!" The panicking officer shouted over a communication device.
There was a moment of silence before a deep voice responded over the comm device. "I see the Mandalores are once again trying to wipe us out. Is Commander Mereel that desperate that he must attack a backwater base?"
The officer looked up at the monitor which displayed a view of orbit. At least six transports started heading torwards the planet leaving the biggest ship. "We need backup Commander!" The officer shouted.
"Must you be so incompetent? You have plenty of troops."
"But-"
"Silence, crush them with what you have then report back."
"You're sentencing us all to death! We don't have the troops to fight them!"
"If you can't handle them than death is what you deserve. Commander Goron out."
The officer quickly looked around the large control room and knew what he had to do. He flipped up a switch cover and pushed the button under it. Rooms all around the base started flashing red and a loud alarm sounded signaling the Death Watch mercenaries to ready up for the incoming invasion.
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The Mandalorian transportes landed and the doors opened. Steam exited the ships through vents on the side as the Mandalores charged out of the transports heading torwards the base. "Alright Jango, you've seen and learned enough to know what to do." The black armored Jaster said looking in Jango's direction. Jango nodded his head and they joined the rest of the charging mercenaries.
As they got close to the base the Death Watch raised their blaster rifles and started firing. Jango kept running avoiding the shots coming his way, he raised his rifle and fired a few random shots. A bunkered mercenary fell backwards after getting hit. While running ahead Jango looked up to see the base was not that big, with his armor gleaming in the moonlight Jango activated his jetpack and flew up a short distance firing at enemy troops who fell from Jango's accurate shots. He landed on top of one of the bunkers and continued firing.
The base's Commander looked out the control station's window to see his troops falling before the Mandalores. Angry he raised his blaster rifle and headed torwards the roof of the base in a hurry.
Geris activated his jetpack and flew up to a bunker fired at Death Watch troops then flew upwards again to the base roof. He raised his rifle and looked through the scope while crouching down, the night sky giving partial cloak to his brown armor. He targeted a troop and fired, the troop fell to the ground. He targeted another and fired again, he fell. As Geris targetted another he heard a voice behind him. "Well aren't we a good shot?"
Geris stopped looking through the scope and then turned his head to face his back to see the base Commander holding his gun to his head. "Goodbye Mandalore scum." The Commander snarled then fired the rifle. Geris felt the laser puncture the helmet and burn his head, but that was the last thing he felt before flying off of the base roof and down thirty feet to the ground.
Jaster saw the laser blast from the ground and Geris fall to the ground dead. Already angered by three other casualties Jaster looked up to the base Commander and activated his jetpack. Jaster made his way to the top of the base through short jetpack jumps. As he reached the roof the base Commander now leaving turned around to face him. "Commander Mereel what a surprise." A deep voice said from the shadows. Jaster quickly blasted the Commander with his two pistols.
The figure walked out of the shadows revealing himself to be head Death Watch Commander Farik Goron. "I should have listened to the poor guy sooner, you see originally I didn't plan on coming to the rescue then I thought, well what if you were here? It would be a good chance to settle the score."
Farik had brown hair and blue eyes and stood about 5'7" glaring angrily at Jaster. "Were you behind the mercenaries at Coruscant!?" Jaster shouted.
"Clever, I knew you brutal Mandalores would get yourselves in trouble with the Jedi if I set up a little scenario at Coruscant. The plan went nicely, seen any Jedi lately?" Farik said as he laughed during the last sentence.
"Silence scum." Jaster simpily responded emotionlessly as he raised his blasters.
"Wonderful, a duel."
Farik quickly jumped out of the way as Jaster fired the first shot. Then Farik fired, Jaster rolled out of the way. Jaster aimed upwards crouching and fired a couple shots. One shot missed Farik but the other hit his hand causing him to yell in pain and forcing his blaster to fall to the ground. "Careful who you tick off Goron. I don't need blasters to finish you." Jaster said as he holstered his blasters.
Farik ran at him and swung at Jaster hitting him in the chest with his good hand. Jaster stepped back a little and caught his breath. He then ran at Farik who was stepping back a little but didn't manage to avoid the kick that knocked him backwards onto the ground. Farik quickly got back up but not for long as Jaster punched him back again. Farik flew backwards even farther near the edge. Jaster lifed his arm up and fired out his whipcord that attached to Farik's leg. "Come on Goron, don't tell me you've given up already." Jaster taunted as he tugged on the cord pulling Farik with it.
Farik got up whipcord still attached and swung at Jaster once again and hit him in the helmet. Jaster fell back on the ground at the unsuspecting blow but regained his strength and got back up. Farik tried another shot but Jaster succeeded first and Farik flew backwards off the roof. Jaster, realizing his whipcord was still attached started to slide off the roof. "Oops!" Jaster said as he released the whipcord from his gauntlet. Soon after he heard the crash of a window and a scream of pain. "Ouch." Jaster said as he ran back torwards the battlefield "We'll find you later." Jaster said giving the Mandalore salute torwards the place where Farik fell off then he jumped back down to the ground.
Jango, during the fight between Jaster and Farik was causing a lot of casualties on the Death Watch side. He aimed his gauntlet up and activated his flamethrower causing a few troops to run around aflame. Jango chuckled a bit at their misfortune and raised his rifle again firing at the enemy. One tried sneaking up behind him but he quickly turned around and kicked the would be backstabber in the chest. The mercenary fell backwards to the ground unconcious. A few minutes later the firing stopped... Jango surveyed the carnage he and his comrades caused, the Mandalores were victorious once again. He looked at the bodies of the fallen on their side, including Geris and shook his head. Jaster walked up to him. "Good job Jango, you did an excellent job on your first mission." Jaster said to Jango.
"Thank you, sir." Jango said saluting.
"Sir!" Another Mandalore shouted running up to Jaster. "We could not find any trace of Goron in or around the base."
"He must have escaped, we'll deal with him another time, any prisoners?"
"A few."
"Good, we'll take them back to the Huntress and interrogate them. Let's take our fallen comrades as well and have a proper funeral. Let's get back to the ship." Jaster finished.
Jango began walking with the group back to the transports and stopped, he looked back torwards the abandoned Death Watch base one last time before he faced the opposite direction once again. He continued walking and did not look back.
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Introduction: Seventh Chapter, Jango Fett will finally receive his armor and embark upon his first mission as he trains now under Jaster.
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Chapter 7: Jango's first mission
Jango walked down a long corridor with steel walls reflecting the light from the ceiling off of it's shining surface. Today was the day he would recieve his customized Mandalorian armor and he was quite excited. A few of his comrades nodded their heads as they passed by him, he returned the gesture as he finally reached his destination, Daris' training room. He pressed the control panel by the door and it opened, Jango walked into the room to see Daris standing there waiting. As Jango entered the room the door closed behind him and Daris smiled then said "Today is the day Jango." With that he opened up a storage door behind him.
Jango looked at the rack to see the armor he customized himself, it was silver with a light blue border surrounding the visor. Right beside his brand new armor sat the standard Mandalorian blaster rifle which most of the warriors wielded in combat. "I must say, that is one of the finest designs I have ever seen." Daris said behind Jango who was now removing the equipment from the storage closet.
"Thanks, I designed it personally." Jango said with a bit of pride in his voice.
"Yes, consider yourself lucky Jango. Most Mandalores use armor from the fallen ones, so watch out or you may stir up a bit of jealousy in the others." Daris said with a smile on his face.
Jango just laughed a bit, then after a few moments he broke the silence "Well, thanks for everything Daris, Jaster is inviting me on a mission today."
"First real mission huh? Well kid, good luck." Daris finished then opened up another storage closet and started fidgeting with the contents. Jango then left the room.
A group of about a dozen Mandalores stood inside a decent sized room chatting amongst themselves when Jango entered in full armor. In the front of the large group stood the raven armored Jaster who looked onto the crowd. As Jango entered he saw that everyone was now present and raised his arms in a gesture that ment silence. The medium sized crowd fell dead silent waiting for the Commander to speak. "Everyone is accounted for now, so let us begin. We've been working a lot lately I know, fighting to bring home enough money to survive in this harsh galaxy. Today is not a simple job that we were hired to do, the battle today will be part of our clan war with the Death Watch. We have located one of their bigger bases on the planet we are orbitting, one of the moons of Anoat. This is an intelligence gathering mission, we need to discover the location of their primary headquarters. The Death Watch Commander, Farik Goron will not be present to our knowledge, so don't worry about any major threats. Are there any questions?" Jaster then looked around in the crowd.
"Will there be any type of turret defense?" A random Mandalore from the crowd shouted.
"We have not detected any heavy defense, we expect there to be a good number of our rivals though. Remember, we want prisoners, don't kill everyone. Anymore questions?" Jaster then looked around again and waited for a minute, when no one answered he finished with "Okay, let's get to the transports and take down this base."
The warriors all headed torwards the hangar eager to fight their rivals in a battle that may signal that this long clan war may soon be at an end.
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An armored man stood in front of a control station looking up to a monitor. The armor was black and everything on him was covered, though not Mandalorian armor, it looks just as imposing. "Commander Goron, Mandalorian ships are bombarding out planet! They will probaly launch an assault in a matter of minutes!" The panicking officer shouted over a communication device.
There was a moment of silence before a deep voice responded over the comm device. "I see the Mandalores are once again trying to wipe us out. Is Commander Mereel that desperate that he must attack a backwater base?"
The officer looked up at the monitor which displayed a view of orbit. At least six transports started heading torwards the planet leaving the biggest ship. "We need backup Commander!" The officer shouted.
"Must you be so incompetent? You have plenty of troops."
"But-"
"Silence, crush them with what you have then report back."
"You're sentencing us all to death! We don't have the troops to fight them!"
"If you can't handle them than death is what you deserve. Commander Goron out."
The officer quickly looked around the large control room and knew what he had to do. He flipped up a switch cover and pushed the button under it. Rooms all around the base started flashing red and a loud alarm sounded signaling the Death Watch mercenaries to ready up for the incoming invasion.
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The Mandalorian transportes landed and the doors opened. Steam exited the ships through vents on the side as the Mandalores charged out of the transports heading torwards the base. "Alright Jango, you've seen and learned enough to know what to do." The black armored Jaster said looking in Jango's direction. Jango nodded his head and they joined the rest of the charging mercenaries.
As they got close to the base the Death Watch raised their blaster rifles and started firing. Jango kept running avoiding the shots coming his way, he raised his rifle and fired a few random shots. A bunkered mercenary fell backwards after getting hit. While running ahead Jango looked up to see the base was not that big, with his armor gleaming in the moonlight Jango activated his jetpack and flew up a short distance firing at enemy troops who fell from Jango's accurate shots. He landed on top of one of the bunkers and continued firing.
The base's Commander looked out the control station's window to see his troops falling before the Mandalores. Angry he raised his blaster rifle and headed torwards the roof of the base in a hurry.
Geris activated his jetpack and flew up to a bunker fired at Death Watch troops then flew upwards again to the base roof. He raised his rifle and looked through the scope while crouching down, the night sky giving partial cloak to his brown armor. He targeted a troop and fired, the troop fell to the ground. He targeted another and fired again, he fell. As Geris targetted another he heard a voice behind him. "Well aren't we a good shot?"
Geris stopped looking through the scope and then turned his head to face his back to see the base Commander holding his gun to his head. "Goodbye Mandalore scum." The Commander snarled then fired the rifle. Geris felt the laser puncture the helmet and burn his head, but that was the last thing he felt before flying off of the base roof and down thirty feet to the ground.
Jaster saw the laser blast from the ground and Geris fall to the ground dead. Already angered by three other casualties Jaster looked up to the base Commander and activated his jetpack. Jaster made his way to the top of the base through short jetpack jumps. As he reached the roof the base Commander now leaving turned around to face him. "Commander Mereel what a surprise." A deep voice said from the shadows. Jaster quickly blasted the Commander with his two pistols.
The figure walked out of the shadows revealing himself to be head Death Watch Commander Farik Goron. "I should have listened to the poor guy sooner, you see originally I didn't plan on coming to the rescue then I thought, well what if you were here? It would be a good chance to settle the score."
Farik had brown hair and blue eyes and stood about 5'7" glaring angrily at Jaster. "Were you behind the mercenaries at Coruscant!?" Jaster shouted.
"Clever, I knew you brutal Mandalores would get yourselves in trouble with the Jedi if I set up a little scenario at Coruscant. The plan went nicely, seen any Jedi lately?" Farik said as he laughed during the last sentence.
"Silence scum." Jaster simpily responded emotionlessly as he raised his blasters.
"Wonderful, a duel."
Farik quickly jumped out of the way as Jaster fired the first shot. Then Farik fired, Jaster rolled out of the way. Jaster aimed upwards crouching and fired a couple shots. One shot missed Farik but the other hit his hand causing him to yell in pain and forcing his blaster to fall to the ground. "Careful who you tick off Goron. I don't need blasters to finish you." Jaster said as he holstered his blasters.
Farik ran at him and swung at Jaster hitting him in the chest with his good hand. Jaster stepped back a little and caught his breath. He then ran at Farik who was stepping back a little but didn't manage to avoid the kick that knocked him backwards onto the ground. Farik quickly got back up but not for long as Jaster punched him back again. Farik flew backwards even farther near the edge. Jaster lifed his arm up and fired out his whipcord that attached to Farik's leg. "Come on Goron, don't tell me you've given up already." Jaster taunted as he tugged on the cord pulling Farik with it.
Farik got up whipcord still attached and swung at Jaster once again and hit him in the helmet. Jaster fell back on the ground at the unsuspecting blow but regained his strength and got back up. Farik tried another shot but Jaster succeeded first and Farik flew backwards off the roof. Jaster, realizing his whipcord was still attached started to slide off the roof. "Oops!" Jaster said as he released the whipcord from his gauntlet. Soon after he heard the crash of a window and a scream of pain. "Ouch." Jaster said as he ran back torwards the battlefield "We'll find you later." Jaster said giving the Mandalore salute torwards the place where Farik fell off then he jumped back down to the ground.
Jango, during the fight between Jaster and Farik was causing a lot of casualties on the Death Watch side. He aimed his gauntlet up and activated his flamethrower causing a few troops to run around aflame. Jango chuckled a bit at their misfortune and raised his rifle again firing at the enemy. One tried sneaking up behind him but he quickly turned around and kicked the would be backstabber in the chest. The mercenary fell backwards to the ground unconcious. A few minutes later the firing stopped... Jango surveyed the carnage he and his comrades caused, the Mandalores were victorious once again. He looked at the bodies of the fallen on their side, including Geris and shook his head. Jaster walked up to him. "Good job Jango, you did an excellent job on your first mission." Jaster said to Jango.
"Thank you, sir." Jango said saluting.
"Sir!" Another Mandalore shouted running up to Jaster. "We could not find any trace of Goron in or around the base."
"He must have escaped, we'll deal with him another time, any prisoners?"
"A few."
"Good, we'll take them back to the Huntress and interrogate them. Let's take our fallen comrades as well and have a proper funeral. Let's get back to the ship." Jaster finished.
Jango began walking with the group back to the transports and stopped, he looked back torwards the abandoned Death Watch base one last time before he faced the opposite direction once again. He continued walking and did not look back.
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