Star Wars Rebels: The Mandalorian Jedi

Chapter 1: A Fateful Night Part 1

Before the story begins I would like to say that I tend to write my stories in first person perspective, every so often I will switch to a third person perspective. This story starts someplace sometime during the first season.

Disclaimer: Star Wars Rebel belongs to Disney and Lucas Arts. I own nothing but my OCs

I saw explosions coming from the direction of the Empire's shipyards on Lothal and against both my better judgement I had decided to go and check it out. Making sure no troopers saw me as I made my way to a vantage point. Not many people understood what someone wearing armor that was mostly black with the design of gundark painted on, the beast's horns were on my helmet extending towards the top middle of my helmet, the beast's claws seemed to grow from its hand as they reached my fingers, this had been a tradition among my clan since I had been born. Whenever you had armor you would paint an image of the first beast you had killed, I personally had killed a gundark on Dromund Kaas when I was twelve.

Eventually I discovered a ladder climbing up to the roof of a building I pulled the sniper rifle off my back and looked through the scope towards the shipyards to see if I could see what was going on. The only thing that I noticed were the many destroyed TIE fighters, until I looked closer to the exit I saw a young boy with long blue hair attempting to run, as I looked behind him I noticed a girl, just a couple years older than the boy, wearing Mandalorian armor shooting behind her and when I looked behind her I saw a pale man, most likely not human with a lightsaber twirling at rapid speeds deflecting each bolt that was shot at him.

Without taking a moment I slung the rifle back on my back and took off towards the shipyards, jumping from roof to roof until I landed on the ground outside and realized the doors were sealed. I quickly decided to climb back up onto the roof of the closest building outside. Standing as far back as I could I took a running start and ran forward before jumping over the large wall. For a couple seconds, that felt like hours, I didn't think I'd make it but thanks to the force I was able to just barely make it and as I landed I did an not so graceful roll right into a group of storm troopers. Quickly knocking one out with my fist I grabbed his E-11 blaster rifle and shot a bolt into another one's head and rolled out of the way his his other two friends opened fire. As I shot upright I pulled the trigger launching two bolts into their chests.

Remembering Why I was here I ran around the TIE that I suspected was between myself and the people I saw through my scope. Seeing the two young people laying on the ground barely conscious as the man with the lightsaber closed the gap between them. Inside I was telling myself that they were dead no matter what, no point in getting myself killed at the same time. But I didn't listen and used the E-11 rifle and opened fire on the man who spun around quickly and deflected each bolt, one actually hit the barrel of the rifle causing it to malfunction. I immediately threw it at the man in the hopes that it would explode in his face.

To my misfortune he just used his blade to cut through it with ease. Drawing my pistol I continued to fire knowing full well that it was futile as he slowly advanced on me blocking every bolt. He gripped with the force when he grew tired of the games, crushing my windpipes he threw me into the wall closer to the people I had seen.

"What did you expect to accomplish here!?" He asked me his voice resonating through the area. I wanted to make some smart remark to him but the fact that he was still crushing my windpipe didn't give me the chance to. Looking down as I was losing air quickly I noticed some type of grenade on the ground within reach of my foot I kicked it towards him. He let go of the grip he had on me giving me the chance to catch my breath. I looked back at the man as he cut the grenade, and instead of exploding or falling to the ground in two different pieces paint splattered everywhere, including the man's face temporarily blinding him.

The young boy began to stand so I lifted the Mandalorian girl up and turned to him, "Follow me," I say before running towards the door remembering that it was sealed. Knowing that I don't have much time I look down and realize that there are explosives planted on the ground. I quickly kick it with my foot and take a few steps back before it blew up. I used my own body to cover the Mandalorian female from the worst of the blast and thanks to my armor, I stayed mostly intact. I rushed the boy out the door and followed after him, running towards the night.

(~ means that I'm switching perspectives)

The inquisitor stepped out of the blown door with paint still on his face, he just stood there watching as the Mandalorian ran out with his prize ahead of him. Soon after a trooper came up behind him, "S-sir, w-what would you like us to do?" the trooper managed to stutter out.

"Gather the troops and follow this signal," he told the trooper showing him a datapad that he had connected to a tracker that he had managed to place on the girl.

~

Continuing to run through the city I shoved the boy with my elbow into an alleyway where he fell down a hole and I jumped down after him. Finally I let out a breath.

"We're safe here," I told the boy before continuing, "my name is Arkilack, and yours is?"

"Jabba the Hutt," he responded. I shrugged my shoulders and took the lead still carrying the girl in my arms.

"So," I paused, "Jabba, what's your friends name?"

"It's not mine to give," was his response as I rounded a corner and nearly ran into my mentor.

"Arkilack!" He said reaching out to grasp me before noticing the girl in my arms and the boy behind me, "what have you done this time?" He asked shaking his head in disappointment.