Part 2 -

Tyron was not happy that the Mandalorian had killed the alien, but now it didn't matter. The man was here for a reason.

He turned towards the warrior and deactivated his light saber. "Who are you Mandalorian and why did you help me?"

"Because I know what you're after Jedi." The man answered.

Arous sterned himself, "That wasn't my question."

"Well that was my answer." He stated.

"Tell me, bounty hunter." Demanded Master Arous.

The warrior laughed then took off his helmet. The man had white skin, and buzzed black hair. "I'm not a bounty hunter. My name is Otus Mandore, son of Ferion Mandore III. I know who you are, you are Master Tyron Arous, you took hand in the killing of Darth Wolf and the downfall of the 'Storm.' I heard you lost your light saber in a duel against Lord Zades a day ago. So I 'borrowed' one of my team members light sabers. I figure you could use it."

Arous nodded to him, "So you are the son of a well-known Mandalorian who betrayed the Republic at the cost of dozens of Jedi lives, and you expect me to trust you?"

"I'm not my father. His intentions differ from mine, Master Jedi. Both the Republic and Empire are afraid of the growing power being formed in the slums of the galaxy, you seek it destroyed for the Republic, I seek it destroyed because it will cause millions of innocent lives. I can't let that happen." Otus explained.

Tyron tried to detect his lies, but he could not, for Otus was telling the truth. "I'm glad to know you are nothing like your father. But why know about me and why not go after Newond yourself?"

"You are a decorated Jedi Knight, who unlike other Jedi, has shown compassion." He said politely. "Plus you knew Typhus when he was still a Jedi Knight at the academy on Coruscant. Not only that, but your strength in the force is a lot better than my teammate."

Arous smirked, now a little more relaxed with Mandore. "You sure know a lot about me, Otus."

"Of course I do, I always do my homework. Even on a Jedi, because you know as well as I, people are not always what they seem." He chuckled a little then placed his helmet back on his head. "Follow me Master Arous, you can meet the team."

Tyron nodded to him. "Lead the way." They began to walk out of the dark alleyway, towards the bright lights of the street.

On top of a ridge, on the side of a building in the alley sat a green Rodian dressed in black armor, he heard everything they said and scurried off in another direction.

- End of Part 2 -