Chapter 1: A New Mandalorian

Talyeer woke up slowly, his head full of memories of the night before. Uj’alayi cake and strong, bitter tihaar filled his head and dances and firelight rallying songs. Taking his time, the protests of his aching back began to cease. Sitting up on his willow grass mat, his ache went away until it was nothing but a dull thrum of pain at the back of his mind. Briskly and in a professional manner, he suited up he recalled what his dad told him last night before he left the ceremony: “This is only the beginning of what you have to do; tomorrow you must face your greatest fear. We both know what that is…” he trailed off. He suited up and but left his weapons behind. I’m only going to the mess hall, he thought, I won’t need them. Unfortunately, he was wrong.He crawled out his window and freefall jumped. Feet above the ground, he activated his jetpack and zoomed over the dense foliage and pondered what was to come in the following hours. As he rocketed down to the Taiban clan’s mess hall, exhaust streaming behind him, he was intercepted by a rival gang of adolescents from his tribe. Not again…He thought silently.
“Well, well, well! Who do we have here?” The obvious ringleader said.
“Oh, go away Ashyeer. I have more important things to do than bicker with you children.” Tayleer said vehemently.
“Such disrespect! Boys I think we should teach this child a lesson!” Ashyeer spat.
The boys surrounding Talyeer took out an assortment of weapons, ranging from old DC-15s, to WESTAR-M5s to DH-15 carbines and many others. Twenty armed kids slowly advanced on Talyeer as his mind was racing. The kid behind me was put there for a reason, if I can do this they don’t stand a chance. And I’ll get some more armor too. Talyeer back-flipped over the child behind him and disabled him with two jabs of his fingers. The kid dropped like a stone and his weapon fell from his hands, right into Talyeer’s! The other adolescents, surprised from the move, started to fire on Talyeer. Luckly, he had taken to the sky before their fingers hit the firing studs.TO BE



CONTINUED NEXT TIME IN…THE HUNT BEGINS!