The Mandalorians have been revered as legends within the galaxy. But that's all they are now. Legends. Where did they go? What happened to them? This story follows the tale of not just a single mandalorian. But of 4 tribes of mandalorians.
I stand in the cargo bay of my ship inspecting the weapon given to me by Fate. It's handle is smooth and worn. The tooth at the end could serve as a last ditch attempt at a stab.
Jess: Approaching the rendezvous.
I was contacted about an hour ago by a previous client. Who exactly? Captain Phasma of the First Order. She said it was important I meet with her at a certain location. Where is this location? Aboard a First Order ship. Lovely.
Jess: Beginning docking sequence. You set back there big guy?
Y/N: Yes.
I feel the ship dock and the cargo door opens. I step out to be greeted with blasters aimed at me. My shield immediately deploys and I crouch while drawing my blaster.
Among the crowd of white soldiers I spot Captain Phasma. It's hard to miss chromatic armor in a sea of un-tested clean armor. I don't trust people who have clean armor.
But there's a new figure. One in a black cloak and a mask. From his hip I can see a lightsaber with a cross guard hilt dangling. I've heard of him.
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Kylo Ren. (On a completely unrelated note this one time when me and my friends were talking Star Wars one of my friends says and I quote "Bruh I genuinely think Kylo Ren is better than Vader" I have never heard such blasphemy.)
Kylo: Lower your blaster.
His voice is flittered much like my own. His comes out low and menacing almost like a monster of sorts. Yet I don't yield.
Y/N: Tell them to lower theirs first.
Phasma: We have you 12:1.
Y/N: I like those odds.
Phasma takes a step forward only for Kylo to hold his hand out. The stormtroopers then lower their blasters and stand ready in case I decide to blast anyone.
Kylo: Better?
I collapse my shield and holster my blaster but keep my hand on it.
Y/N: Not exactly. Thought you hated working with bounty hunters?
Phasma: If it were up to me we'd just blow the bloody planet to hell.
Y/N: Your going to have to elaborate on that.
Kylo: Enough. Your here to do a job.
Y/N: Which is?
Kylo: There is a map that we need to be found. It is held within an orange BB unit.
