Its been five years since the civil war and a lot has happened. The war was finished thanks to the Jedi and the names of those who lost their lives due to the war were listed. several small families and clans were destroyed with mine on the list. My father, Mother, and me. Yes I am presumed dead.
It's for the best since I'll be able to do my work without restriction now. I'm now nine years old, even though I look to be sixteen, thanks to my spartan body. During the years I completed mu training as and Assassin and Spartan Warrior. I also added new tech to my arsenal such as the stealth matrix added to my armor and a new stealth ship capable of taking on a heavily armed starship alone. The ship is designed to carry a small team behind enemy lines and in the worst case can handle a space battle.
Now that my body has developed I have dawned my armor and head out to begin my search for allies. My first possible ally is a mando bounty hunter known as Jango Fett. Yes, even though he worked for the bad guys he was only there under contract. Plus the only reason why he refused to return home was because he believed his sister to be dead.
Thanks to the fact that I Sent my mosquito bots to spy on the remnants of death watch, I know that she is actually alive and is on Concordia, Mandalores moon, in exile. I also learned that Pre Vizla has yet to find the dark saber. I personally don't know where it is and I will have to wait for him to find it so that I can challenge him for the title Mandalore.
Right now I tracked Jango to a space station near Correllia. He seems to have been contracted to hunt a government official there. I find the man closing in on his prey, making his way past the guards. He reaches an office To find his target bound and cowering in a corner. And at the desk sitting with his feet on the table, was a mandalorian wearing advanced armor he has not seen before.
"I hope you don't mind, I got bored waiting for you so I came hear. I have a proposition that I doubt you will decline." I say as I stare back at him through my helmet. "Who are you and what is it you want?"
"I want what you want, to make sure your sister is safe and sound." he remains silent, I think he's confused." My sister's dead." " Oh on the contrary, she is very much alive. And I will give you all the information on her in exchange for your help."
"Why should I believe you?" I smile and remove my helmet." Because I'm Thaxon Torriel, last of the Spartan clan, I'm sure my name alone proves the weight of my words." Jango steps back in comlete shock, nearly falling due to the news that the son of one of the most influential clans is still alive."
" Aren't you supposed to be nine, you look like a 16 year old?" he asked with more confusion." Oh that's right, my medical records weren't made public yet. I'm actually a mutation of a mandalorian. My body is much stronger than the average human and my mind moves faster than lightspeed. You could say that I'm a supper mando."
"But why haven't you revealed to everyone that you are alive?" he asked" Because it would only get in my way for now. I plan on changing the galaxy and a lot of people would try to use my name to take advantage of me. It's better if people think that I'm dead."
"Do you take my offer or not?" He stands there and ponders for a moment and then says" If you truly can help me find my sister, I'll follow you into the corellian hells and back." I toss him a data pad and make my way to the government official and pick him up."Lets go then."