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Mird'ika's comm beeped and Vren said spoke to him.

 

"It turns out you won't have to worry to much about this bounty hunter Vren, "he said into his wrist comlink, "yeah he's loose, but he's a Mandalorian from Dxun. He served under Canderous."

 

Mird just waited for the inevitable verbal punishment that would come next.

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"yeah he's loose, but he's a Mandalorian from Dxun. He served under Canderous."

 

Vren swore loudly.

 

"Mird, I dont care who he is, lock him up with some stun cuffs. If he tries to resist shoot him. Im on my way back. I'm going to interrogate this dikut and then we'll find out if he really is Mando'ade."

 

Vren turned around and headed for the ship.

 

"Your welcome to join us onboard anytime, Gir'rak." He shouted over his shoulder.

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Vren walked into the cargo hold and saw Mird slap the cuffs on the mando'ade's wrists.

 

He walked over and grabbed the man by the neck, lifted him bodily into the air and slammed him into the wall and held him dangling there a foot off the ground.

 

"Now, tell me. Who are you?"

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Vren chuckled. The mandalorian honor system. He let go with one hand a punched the man with a vicious uppercut to the stomach.

 

"Im waiting for your name."

 

He paused.

 

"And as for your honor system, I know a great deal of honor. But the honor of the Mandalorians was not the honor of the rest of the galaxy. I have seen and done things that would make even the toughest of our people break down in fear, but I persevered. I have killed men, slaughtered them, only for the glory of the fight. And now, look at us, we're scum, backwater criminals, working for hutts. The Mandalorian Honor that I was raised by is long gone. But the new honor of my people is to revive our culture, so that one day, we may strike again."

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"Oh, so that's what you think. You think you're Mandalore. Well, let me tell you something: You are not Mandalore. The last Mandalore died over Malachor V. There have been no real Mandalores after that. I don't know where you got your honor system from, but as long as one mando'ad still goes by the real Mandalorian Honor System, the Mandalorians will live. A Mandalore will come, but he is not you."

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"You are perfectly inclined to think whatever you want about me, as long as you stay out of my way. But let me tell you something, Dikut. If you want to keep yourself alive, Id suggest staying away from me."

 

He tossed the Mandalorian bounty hunter into the wall one last time and let him slip to the floor.

 

"Mird, take Jodr and place charges on the areutii ship. Blow it away. We're going to leave this traitor stranded here, at least until he can book passage back to his master." he said into his wrist communicator.

 

He grabbed the armored bounty hunter and dragged him back out onto the platform to watch.

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Vren watched as the ship flew away.

 

"You've chosen your fate then."

 

Vren wrestled the Bounty Hunter over to the edge of the dock and tossed him into open space.

 

He turned to Mird.

 

"Something tells me this isnt the last time we're going to see that Areutii. I deactivated the stun cuffs, so at least he'll have a fighting chance. Im not one to kill a fellow Mando'ade in cold blood."

 

"Lets go, it looks like Jodr has that hull patched."

 

Vren walked with Mird back to the cockpit fired up the engines and headed for space, but not before noticing that Gir'rak was no longer standing on the platform.

 

Just then, one of the twi'leks walked into the cockpit and said,

 

"Master, we've found another intruder."

 

Vren smiled. "Let him go, he's an old friend."

 

The ship shot forward into Hyperspace.

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Ky'ram's ship caught him as he was falling. "Thank you, Tracinya. I take back all the rotten things I've said about you." Ky'ram slid into the pilot's seat and shot into space. "Did you get everything from their ship?" "Yes, Master." "Their destinations?" "Yes." "Then lets go. If I know Mird'ika, they will take a winding path to their final destination. And I'd very much like to see how their mission turns out." Ky'ram said as his ship shot off into Hyperspace.

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As the ship entered hyperspace Mird went to the crew quarters to check on Toola, when she wasn't there he decided to check turret control room.

She was there, keeping a sharp eye on the scanners.

 

"How are you?" He asked as he stepped up to her.

"I'm alright." She sighed.

"What's wrong?"

"I miss... someone." She said looking away.

"Do you want to talk about it?"

"Not right now, you go help the others in the cockpit. I'll be fine."

"Okay, I'll come back later..."

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"Jodr, did you pick up on his ship scanning our navicomputer?" Vren asked the big mandalorian.

 

He nodded, then said, "Good thing you wiped the drive and committed the coordinates to memory. I have a feeling he's following us to Tatooine."

 

"It wont matter. We'll give him the slip there."

 

Vren turned around and looked at Mird.

 

"Mird'ika. I've decided to name you my second in command. Come on back to the cargo hold and we'll get you suited up with your new armor. Its time the mandalorians shared a common unifying factor. And why not have it be the thing that protects us from our enemies."

 

He walked back to the cargo hold, silently contemplating his plans.

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Mird'ika would have a hard time giving up his Beskar'gam. He had modeled it after the Mand'alors of old himself. But if the Mando'ade were to be united, then he would have to make a small sacrifice.

He followed Vren to the cargo hold where he started removing the Beskar plates one by one...

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