Mando'a

Part 1

"The informant will come to us. But folcrum didn't say exactly who."

"Why should we trust anyone Hera?" Sabine asked. The crew of the ghost were sitting in the commons talking about the next member of the crew. At least for a short while.

"And where will they go?" Kansan asked from his co pilot seat. Next to Hera.

"That's it. What I do know is he is willing to sleep anywhere. According to furcrum he was in cryogenic freeze since the clone wars. That's all they said. Besides the spot we're going to."

"And what is it?"

"A broken down space station outside the Y-78 system. There are no other life forms within three systems. The station is an old republic refueling hub but was hit with several attacks and went out of commission. There's little else I know."

"Fine. Let's go pick this guy up." Sabine said. And so Hera punched the hyperdrive and a few minute jump later they reached the wreck of a station. For two minutes they waited until a small jet pack was visible flying at them. The young mandalorian crashed into the side of the ship then crawled back to the cockpit. Gave a thumbs up and then flew to the airlock.

Sabine and Zeb met him first. The mando crashed onto the floor then stood up. He dropped the jet pack and then stretched his shoulders.

"This the ghost?" A young maybe fifteen year old voice said. Distortions made it harder to read.

"Yes. Now who are you?" Zeb asked while pointing his blaster. 

"Oh sorry. I'm general Jun Wolf. Of the Jedi order. And of course of mandalorian heritage. Nice armor. Are you of the Vizla house?" He asked Sabine.

"Yes. Clan Wren."

"What's a Wren doing so far away?"

"Fighting the empire."

"Ohh got it. What's the empire?"

"The new governing body of the galaxy. And not a good government."

"Are any? Anyways. What year is it?"

Zeb gave him the year then the mando nodded.

"So what happened to the Jedi?"

"Dead. At least most of them."

"Sad. Welp I kinda hated them a bit. But I bet Yoda's still alive. Maybe even Obi-wan."

"Who are you?"

"I said my name. Is that not enough. Well then I'm a former member of the Jedi high council. Not a sitting member but when they needed a tactical mind I was the guy. I over the three years I fought in the war I won seven hundred and fifty three battles based on my tactics. More than any Jedi including Skywalker. That enough?"

"What we're you doing in cryo?" Kanan asked as he walked up.

"The clones I was with we're trying to kill me and so after stopping them I froze myself in hopes of survival. The CIS were attacking us at the time so the station fell apart. You look like an old friend of mine. Are you by chance related to Caleb Dune? We went through the Jedi trials together. Well before I was put on the council."

"Who did you say you were?"

"Jun. Jun wolf."

"No way. I heard you were dead."

"Huh?"

"It's been nineteen years. I'm Caleb."

"No way." The boy threw his helmet off and showed his near sixteen year old face. Rough but strong. One of his eyes were cut out entirely and replaced by a white robotic version. His hair was brown but at the ends turned to a rich blond. It wasn't short hair either. It went nearly to his back. If not for his broad shoulders some might mistake him for a girl. The young and old hugged and then looked back at each other.

"I can see it in your eyes now. You are Caleb."

"Yea. And you haven't changed a bit."

"I tend to do that." The two hugged then immediately pulled back igniting their sabers and going through a fast but beautiful dance of the blue and purple blades. Almost like they had practiced the same moves hundreds of times before. But they did. A kind of secret handshake. Only they knew. The blades danced a minute then separated and the blades retreated.

"Glad you remember old man."

"Old man. Yea right. I'm not that old?"

"You look too old for fighting. Like the council."

"Ha." The two shared on the inside joke and laughed hard together. The four onlookers just stared at the new side of Kanan.

"Kanan who is this?"

"This is Jun. we grew up together in the temple. My best friend from back then." The two high fived then Kanan went back to the crew and Hera asked the next question.

"You are a Jedi?"

"Yes. One of the last it seems." He held his head in shame then grabbed his helmet from the floor.