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The Mandalorian Wars, a Star Wars fan fic |
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Jun 18 2007, 03:08 PM
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Knower

Joined: 23-February 06
From: Somewhere in Romania

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So this is my newest fan fiction, generated by my love of the excellent game Star Wars KOTOR. I warmly recommend it to everyone out there who wants to experience an epic story filled with memorable characters first-hand. My story will not actually take place during the time covered in the game, but will take place before it. Anyway, I hope you enjoy it.
You might also notice some references *cough*rip-offs*cough* from Star Wars films.
~~~ Night was falling outside an unknown mansion in a great city. The owner of the house, obviously an important person, called his security guards to him to report. There were about eight of them, all armed with weapons ranging from Blaster pistols to Blaster carbines. They all wore dark crimson outfits with the logo of the security firm on the right side of their shirts. The owner stood on a chair as a security guard with a braid of hair hanging from the back of his head emerged from a door and reported that the back-door was clear.
"Very well. Resume patrolling the house." the owner said with a relieved voice. He seemed to be afraid of something. The guard gave a nod and was away. The owner then turned to the leader of the guards, which was standing besides him. "Any more news of the terrorist?"
"They just found the body of a senator in the lower quarters of the city." the leader of the guards said with a cold voice. He didn't seem to care much for the deaths of others.
"Dreadful. I trust you will handle this situation well. That's why I hired you in the first place." the owner, who seemed to be a senator himself, said with some relief.
"That's our job sir...and we're the best in the branch." the guard leader said with obvious confidence in his men.
"I hope so...not for the sake of the money I spent to buy your services, mind you, but for the lives of your men. So far, the vigilante has left no survivors when dealing with the bodyguards of other senators." the senator said with an amount of fear returning in his voice.
"They were not enjoying our services weren't they?" the leader of the guards said, starting to appear annoyed by the senator's questions.
"Yes...of course." The senator said, realizing that he was stressing the leader of his bodyguards.
As soon as the senator stopped talking, bursts of blaster fire could be heard outside the house. All the bodyguards around the senator, 3 of them, drew their weapons. Their leader soon raised a com-link to his mouth and barked out a few orders to his men. He also asked the guards outside what the situation was.
"That's for you to find out." a sinister voice mysteriously replied.
As soon as the com-link from which the voice responded was shut down, the lights of the chamber were shut-down. All of the guards were alerted by this. Soon afterwards however, they all switched on their portable flashlights which were mounted on their blasters.
"The vigilante, he's here! He cut the power!" one of the guards yelled with a panic-stricken voice.
"Stay cool. There's one of him and three of us, we'll blast him to pieces." another guard said.
"Yeah, but outside there were five of us and one of him...and they're all dead!" the panicked guard said once again.
"Shut up! He'll hear us! You two get the senator out of here! I'll stay and handle the vigilante." the leader of the guards said as he split up his men. A possibly dangerous move.
The panicked guard and the one which tried to confort him based on their numbers took the senator out of the chamber through the door which led to the back-door. It was a secret passage meant especially for times like this. The senator was still frightened, despite he had 2 guards with him. Some of the murdered senators were killed in broad daylight, yet none had managed to see the assassin...and live to tell the tale.
Blaster fire could soon be heard from the chamber from which they had left. A few blasts were heard before everything went quiet. The security guards accompanying the senator urged him to continue on by himself while they stood and held the assassin in place. Without much choice, the senator accepted. He ran on, almost reaching the back door. As he ran, he could hear screams and blaster shots behind him yet it was too dark to see anything besides the flash of blasters in the distance of the passage. The senator soon reached the door, yet it was locked. As the senator stood for a few seconds, trying to think of an alternative, he could feel a hand on his shoulder.
As he quickly turned around, he was relieved to see that it was the security guard with the braid of hair which had reported on the situation of the back-door. Given his position, he would surely be one to have the keys. The senator smiled as the thought of surviving the vigilante dawned on him.
"Are you alright sir?" the guard asked with a relatively calm voice.
"Yes...gladly. I thought you were the vigilante when you touched me on the shoulder." the senator said, chuckling. "I thought I was dead for a moment!"
"I managed to catch the killer by surprise when I came back from outside. I wasn't with the others when I heard the blasts. I think I managed to drive him off...for now." the security guard said.
"Wonderful. Could you open this door?" the senator asked with a relieved voice.
"Of course sir. That's why I locked it in the first place, so the killer couldn't enter through this entrance." the guard said as he went over to the door and started tinkering with it.
"Good thinking. You'll make a nice profit from this affair, now that all your colleagues are dead. You'll get all their money." the senator said with a smile. He was trully grateful.
"Hm...regarding profit, did you truly rig that pod-race on Malastare sir? That's the word on the streets, and a lot of betters are angry that they lost their money." the guard said, idly bringing unrelated matters into discussion.
"Well...I do own a racing team...and the betting corporations were offering me a lot of credits if my team lost the race...so I did." the senator answered.
"Hm...easier to receive money than to properly earn it right, huh?" the guard said as he was working on the door.
"I was down with debt and that was the only way out. Besides...the opposing team had helped me before with another rigged match so I returned the favour." the senator said, showing that he felt he did the right thing.
"Do you feel sorry about it?" the guard asked as he turned around from the door, facing the senator.
"No. Now why do we keep on with this nonsense? Your job is to defend me, not ask me random questions." the senator said, finding it hard not to use the word 'stupid' instead of 'random'.
"Too bad, that was your chance to change your ways." the guard said with slight disgust.
"What do you..." the senator was cut short by a lightsaber piercing his chest.
As the senator fell down, slightly gasping for air, the guard, which turned out to be the killer, looked at him with disgust. Just as the killer was preparing to leave, a lightsaber lit up behind him. It was a Jedi which had come to stop him. As the killer turned and lit up his lightsaber as well, the two of them had a short chat.
"Your killings stop now murderer!" the Jedi said as he raised his lightsaber.
"Then I suppose you're content with the corrupt senators dragging our Republic down with them as they fall to lower depths. Well, it's not like you have much of a choice do you? You do what your masters tell you to do, in the end." the killer said with a somewhat sarcastic voice.
"I do not think you are in the position do consider yourself a member of the Republic when you murder its leaders in cold blood." the Jedi said with a calm voice.
"Hm...that's the beauty of democracy isn't it? You get the leaders you deserve. If you support these corrupt vermin, fight for them!" the killer screamed as he attacked the Jedi with his own lightsaber.
As the two combatants suddenly drew together to attack each other, it all ended in a blur. It was all just a dream. One of many such troubling and detailed dreams that Jedi padawan, Korben Jeross, was having in the last days. These dreams were considered troubling because Jedi had deep consideration for dreams and visions. Through the future could be predicted, the methods to reach the predicted outcome however were hard to predict.
As Korben woke up from his bed, he went to his master to talk about the dreams. It was another new day in the capital of the Galactic Republic, Coruscant. The corridors of the Jedi Temple were as lively as ever, as Padawans and Younglings scurried around to do their daily tasks. Both humans and aliens alike filled the hall, yet they were all attuned to the Force. Korben pretty much kept to himself since he never really grew a liking for the other Padawans. He found them interested in learning and meditation and nothing else. They were also hard to talk with since they often did not respond, their mind drifting to other things. The only person Korben was really attached to, and used to talk to daily, was his master, Jedi Knight Maik Daasrad.
As he entered his master's chambers, he could see that he was meditating quietly. He tried to walk quietly and not disturb his master's meditation as he approached him from behind. Korben also wanted to give his master a little surprise.
"It's no use trying to surprise me Korben, I know you're there." master Daasrad said.
"Sorry master, I forgot about Jedi mind-reading." Korben said, apologizing.
"You have been very absent minded as of late Korben, forgetting many things which are deemed important by the Jedi Order. Mind-reading among them. What is troubling you?" master Daasrad asked with a slight 'know-it-all' tone that Korben loathed.
"I have been having these visions master...very disturbing visions. I do not know how else to call them." Korben said with a concerned voice.
"Hm...why don't you describe one of these visions?" master Daasrad said, curious about the content of the visions.
"Well, I'll tell you about the latest one. It's in a house, a well guarded house which I think is owned by a Senator. The Senator starts talking about a supposed assassin which has been killing senators lately. After he finishes talking about the assassin, blaster fire can be heard from the outside. The senator is whisked off by two of his guards as the killer pursues him. The two guards are eventually killed and the senator is left alone, cornered. As he prepares to be killed, one of his guards appears and conforts him. The guard, after a short discussion, then draws a lightsaber and murders the senator with disgust." Korben said.
"I suppose this lightsaber has a red blade, does it not?" master Daasrad asked.
"Yes, it does. After he kills the senator, a Jedi appears and draws his own lightsaber, a blue-bladed one. He calls the killer to battle, telling him that his killing streak is over. The killer denies that and says that he is doing these things for a right purpose. They then start fighting. After that, the vision ends." Korben said with a troubled voice.
"Can the faces of any of these combatants be seen?" master Daasrad asked.
"No master, their faces are all clouded and their voices sound strange. Do you have any idea what it could mean?" Korben asked seeking the help of his master.
"Just that. An assassin starts killing senators and a Jedi pursues him and fights him. This is an obvious vision of the future, yet these visions are treacherous, even to the most talented Jedi. They are the conclusion of a number of actions, yet these actions are unpredictable. Great troubles loom ahead for those with such visions." master Daasrad said with wisdom emanating from his words.
"Do you think I could be the Jedi fighting the assassin master?" Korben asked with a rather enthusiastic voice. He always thought of ways he could improve his own renown.
"Do not be so hasty to seek power for yourself padawan, for it could have unforseeable ends. Whether or not you will be this Jedi, remains to be seen." master Daasrad said, mysteriously.
"I understand master." Korben said with a rather dissapointed voice. He was dissapointed by the fact that the Jedi often supressed any amounts of personal ambition in a padawan.
"Now, padawan. Go to the Archives and study the war of Exar Kun. It will teach you a few things about why such ambition to gain personal power is...frowned upon in the Jedi Order. I don't like using the word 'supressed'." master Daasrad said with a slight smile. He had read Korben's mind and had seen the frustration he had regarding the Order's views on personal ambition.
"Yes master." Korben said as he left his master's chamber. He also reminded himself not to think too much about personal things around his master.
As soon as Korben left, Daasrad opened a small hologram receiver which showed the hologram of Jedi Master Vandar Tokare, one of the leading Masters of the Order.
"What wish is it you have, Maik?" the small Jedi Master said in the voice specific of his species.
"Have we received any more reports regarding the movements of the Mandalorians?" Daasrad asked with a rather concerned voice.
His concern would grow true in the coming months. ~~~ That's it for the first part of "Mandalorian Wars"! I hope you enjoyed it. Comments are appreciated!
This post has been edited by Agent Griff: Jun 18 2007, 03:11 PM
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Agent Griff |
Jun 24 2007, 09:07 PM
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Knower

Joined: 23-February 06
From: Somewhere in Romania

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Well it seems Revan hasn't responded in this thread yet. I hope he will. I didn't just make up the character Revan, he was a very important Jedi knight, as you will find out in my story.
Regarding Jack's reply, I'm glad you liked it. I personally feel that I've somewhat lost my touch when it comes to word play. I don't know, it just feels as if I know what kind of words I'd like to use, but I just can't remember them. For a time, I couldn't remember the word retinue at all. I tried and tried but I just couldn't remember it. Spelling has never been a problem, but I feel that my vocabulary has weakened. What do you think, Jack? Anyway, enough of my self contempt. Let's get on with the fic!
~~~ Two ships slowly approached the moon Dxun coming from Mandalorian space. They bore the specific markings of the Mandalorian clans Mirdalan and Wau. The challengers of Mandalore the Ultimate's theories had just arrived to claim their prize: no less than the leadership of all Mandalorians. The leaders of clans Wau and Mirdalan had arrived intent on assassinating Mandalore and claiming power for themselves. The only problem was that only one of them could be Mandalore, only one of them could rule. This was an issue they had not discussed while weaving their plan to conquer the rule of the Mandalorians, yet it was pretty straight-forward that it would come to a battle between the two leaders of the clans. Of the two clans, clan Wau was the dominant one, dragging clan Skirata into its plan.
The leader of clan Wau, Kal Wau was a well known warrior, skilled in the use of the vibroblade. He was famed to have held his own in battle against two Jedi Knights during the War of Exar Kun, and to have even killed one of them after forcing the other to retreat. Trully great deeds, even for a Mandalorian. The various things he had done on the battlefield brought him both respect and the leadership of clan Wau, which he had won after the former leader of clan Wau mysteriously died because of a stray blaster bolt during a hunt. Wau swore he had nothing to do with the death of the former leader of clan Wau, yet there were plenty rumours hinting towards a plot by Kal Wau to gain ultimate power. Mandalore the Ultimate however, was prepared to live up to his name.
As Kal Wau and Walon Mirdalan, the leader of clan Mirdalan, got off their ships they were closely followed by twenty of the best warriors of clans Mirdalan and Wau, all heavily armed and armoured. They were prepared for a fight, yet they did not expect an ambush prepared by the very man they were planning to overthrow. Mandalore the Ultimate greeted Wau and Mirdalan as they approached him. He did not try to appear happy at the sight of his two rivals. Neither did they.
As a slight sign of disobedience, Mirdalan and Wau did not take off their helmets as was traditional when adressing the Mandalore. Neither did his men. Mandalore led them to the conference chamber. There, the beasts of Dxun were waiting for their prey. As they proceded towards the conference chamber, Mandalore meet Breedo on the way.
"I hope the welcoming committee is ready to see our guests." Mandalore said to Breedo. He responded with a subtle nod.
"You have gone to the length of bringing a welcoming committee especially for us? What an honour." Kal Wau said with mock-respect. He was expecting a surprise from Mandalore.
"Yes. I hope you will find it appropriate. A combination of Mandalorian heritage and local...culture." Mandalore said, smiling under his mask.
"Hopefully we will find a swift end to this debate." Walon Mirdalan said, speaking his mind. He, of course, hoped that they could kill Mandalore swiftly, not that they could talk it over in a civilized fashion.
"Oh, rest assured we will. I guarantee it." Mandalore said.
"Good to see you have such a positive outlook regarding this subject." Kal Wau said, trying to maintain the small talk and the illusion of normality yet nothing was normal about their discussion. Discussions between people trying to kill each other are never quite normal.
"We're almost there." Mandalore said as they finally reached the door to the conference chamber.
As Mandalore together with two guards and the retinue of Wau and Mirdalan entered the room the walls of the chamber gleamed. It was sparsely decorated, as was the Mandalorian tradition. The only element of decoration was a suit of old Mandalorian armour hanging on a wall. The armour of the former Mandalore, complete with gashes and cuts from the beasts of Dxun. There were three doors leading out of the chamber, all open. As they all sat down, they started talking about the subject.
"I'm glad you were able to come here so we could discuss this matter. Now, what exactly do you find amiss regarding my plans?" Mandalore asked cassually. He knew these discussions wouldn't last long.
"They are openly defiant of Mandalorian tradition. No non-humans have ever been accepted in our ranks before. As simple as that." Kal Wau responded just as cassually. He knew these discussions wouldn't last long either.
"Well, your ways of thinking are in open defiance of the Six Actions. I don't know if you were aware of that." Mandalore said as he stood up from his seat.
He then procedeed to calmly walk towards one of the doors leading out of the chamber. Kal Wau subtly made a sign to his men to aim their blasters at Mandalore.
"The Six Actions clearly state: wear armor, speak Mando'a, defend yourself and your families, raise children as Mandalorians, help the clan succeed and sustain itself, and when called to arms by the Mandalore, rally to his cause. Your claims violate that last action." Mandalore said as he pressed a button on a console next to the door.
The two other doors then closed. Walon Mirdalan got visibly nervous as the doors closed.
"Thus, I find your status as Mandalorians...forfeit." Mandalore said as he quickly slipped behind the door he was standing next to, just as it was closing.
Kal Wau quickly made an angry gesture towards his men signalling them to fire towards Mandalore, yet he managed to exit the room just as they started shooting. As their blaster bolts narrowly missed their target, Wau and Mirdalan's guards prepared for anything the Mandalore might throw at them. As they stood, gas coming out from well concealed holes in the walls came out and filled the room. Soon enough, nothing could be seen. The doors then opened.
At first nothing could be heard. The Mandalorian guards started pointing their blasters towards the place where they thought the door was. They could hear nothing however because of the sound the gas coming from the holes made. The Mandalorians slowly retreated around one another. Not all of them did so however. Some stood their ground. Walon Mirdalan quietly hid beneath the table as the others prepared for battle.
As Kal Wau stood and watched the place where he though the door was, he suddenly heard two blaster bolts being fired by one of his guards. Two bolts flew aimlessly then all was silent. All the guards pointed their blasters towards the position from where the bolts came. Still, nothing could be heard, not even a scream. Some of the guards started getting nervous. Soon enough, another two bolts flew, yet this time towards Kal Wau. Furiously, he shot back. One of the guards which had not bunched in with the rest of the guards fired back, thinking he was fired upon. His blaster bolts hit one of his fellow guards. A storm of blaster fire then errupted between both sides, Wau and Mirdalan's guards slaughtering each other.
As Wau fired once more towards the steam, he could see one of the guards next to him being pulled by a great claw, away towards the steam. Wau desperately shot at it yet it all moved too fast and his guard was soon gone. Wau quietly looked towards the steam, trying to find the creature which killed his comrade. As he looked however, he failed to notice that everything had gone quiet once again. As he turned around, he was shocked to see several creatures shredding his men apart.
A shrill cry could be heard outside the chamber, as Mandalore smiled beneath his armour, pleased at the demise of his rivals. The cries of dying guards coupled with random blaster fire could was heard continously, until all Mandalorians inside the room were dead. Mandalore knew then that the ravenous creatures he had gathered in the nearby jungles had done their job. A messenger quietly came to him, himself frightened by the howls of the men inside.
"What is it?" Mandalore asked with clear pleasure in his voice.
"The clans are gathering Mandalore. They will soon be yours to command." the messenger said.
"How many?" Mandalore asked.
"A little over two million warriors and a few hundred ships." the messenger said with visible pride.
"Hm...our numbers have decreased over the years. Hopefully, the outsiders should be able to help us. Tell them that the Mandalore calls them all to Dxun, and to war." Mandalore said with a determined tone.
"It will be done Mandalore." the messenger said as he left.
After the messenger had left, Mandalore ordered the doors to be opened. His men gathered around the door, raising their weapons rather anxiously. They all knew the lethality of these beasts. Mandalore stepped in front of his men, holding a heavy repeating blaster in hand.
"Throw grenades inside the room, then maintain heavy fire with your blasters. After they've had enough, enter the room slowly and shoot anything that moves. And shoot anything that doesn't move just to be sure." Mandalore said as he started firing a devastating barrage with his heavy blaster. He carefully fired from side, intent on mowing down anything inside.
With his rivals dead, all Mandalore had to worry about now was baying the Republic into battle.
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Agent Griff The Mandalorian Wars Jun 18 2007, 03:08 PM jack cloudy Cut me some slack, will ya? I've got plenty of... Jun 18 2007, 09:19 PM The Metal Mallet Hmmm, this is certainly an engaging start to this ... Jun 19 2007, 12:47 AM Agent Griff Well, the mercenaries guarding the house of the se... Jun 20 2007, 07:33 PM jack cloudy Oh, political assassinations! That sounds inte... Jun 21 2007, 05:50 PM The Metal Mallet Hehe, I think Lord Revan will get a kick out of a ... Jun 21 2007, 09:28 PM jack cloudy Bon appetit. :lol: Jun 25 2007, 09:28 PM The Metal Mallet Hehe, nothing more satisfying than a plan that wor... Jun 26 2007, 10:47 PM Agent Griff I'm glad you liked the last update. Let's ... Aug 9 2007, 06:26 PM The Metal Mallet I enjoyed this update. Lightsaber combat and phil... Aug 9 2007, 06:45 PM Lord Revan I'm fairly certain that the creature on Sarapi... Aug 9 2007, 06:55 PM Agent Griff It's also known as the Juyo. The form known as... Aug 9 2007, 07:49 PM Lord Revan Yeah, okay, so you're calling the vaapad a Juy... Aug 9 2007, 08:26 PM Agent Griff It clearly specifies here: http://starwars.wikia.c... Aug 9 2007, 08:50 PM Agent Griff This is the next part of the fic, enjoy!
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... Aug 13 2007, 02:59 PM The Metal Mallet That was an interesting discussion about the Manda... Aug 13 2007, 10:45 PM
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