"Walking down further and further, it felt like Callace was miles underground now. After a few minutes of venturing down, he made it to the floor. What appeared then was a corridor. The strange man leading Callace stopped him. "We have about an estimate of 200 Mandalorians here, we are growing everyday and are training to become the avengers of Mandalore." Callace nodded walking again. Making it at the end of the corridor, he could hear many people conversing at once, preferably speaking in Mando'a. Callace then opened the door finding a few groups of men. They all looked at him, one pulled out his blaster, aiming at Callace he would hit him with threats. "You make one move your dead..." The man said with caution. Callace proceeded to speak. "I'm a Mandalorian vod, put your damn weapon down." The man replied. "How do I know! You could be an Imperial spy!" Another interfered the man. "Look, he is wearing Mandalorian armor, maybe we should give him a chance." The man then lowered his weapon. "I'm sorry, we've been getting spies lately, but luckily, we've been able to kill them before they release any info."

Callace turned his head to the strange man as he went beside him, "I thought we would be well hidden." Callace spoke. "We were, but not now apparently..." The strange man replied. Callace turned to the men. "My name is Callace Valekren, I decided to come here because I was given a holotape detailing me of your purpose, I have decided to help you on your journey to power..." The others looked at each other being happy. "My ancestor that had fought in the Mandalorian Wars was known by the name of Harko Valekren, leader of Aden Akaan Squad, he died protecting Mandalore on Malachor IV." The men oooed and awed at the news. A soldier yelled. "Wait! That must mean your the highest ranking man here...! Right?!" Another spoke. "Yes, that's true, but he will need to prove his worth on being leader. I mean, we haven't even gotten ourselves a name for our army!" Callace spoke. "What do I need to do to prove myself as leader of your army..." "Well...We've found out where the spies are located, there not Imperials, but rather like Zabraks. Tough enemies, we lost many killing them off, and no longer, no success. There located here on Nog...We can give you our best men though, but first, we need proof of your ancestor." Callace nodded. He headed back to his ship bringing all of the info that he could of his ancestor. "Here they are." Callace dropped a small box with the Mandalorian logo on it. The strange man then looked at the box, he opened it finding many relics and photos of Callace's ancestors. An elder then appeared out of the group of soldiers looking at the box. Looking through he was proven that Callace is a True Mandalorian. The elder was silent for a moment. "Good. You are a True Mandalorian, now you must head to the Zabrakian hideout west of here and eradicate them...Alone." The elder said...Callace replied in concern. "Wait...Why can't you just bring your own men there? You have 200 of them right?" The elder spoke again. "We do, but these are only raw recruits, and there ancestors were only low rank soldiers. They still need much to learn." Callace looked at the men. "I guess I can take out the hideout. How many Zabraks are there?" Callace asked. The elder answered. "About 40 of them in the hideout, their always huddled in there. But we have found no ventilation shafts or tunnels leading to there place, so you'll have to take the main entrance." Callace nodded. "I'm going to need some real gear then, the only weapon I'm carrying is a DL-44." One man stepped out of the group. "We have a good supply of firearms in the back of this place, I'll get the weapons you'll need." Being eager, the Mandalorian rushed to the armory. Callace would then observe the stadium that was before him. It was massive. And each side of the stadium showed a door that would lead to more areas in the base.

The man appeared again with a huge box of weapons. He'd set it down. "Here ya go." Callace grinned, taking off his helmet he'd examine the box. He'd then proceed to take off the top and had found old Westar blasters, Westar-M5 Blaster Rifles, Westar 35 Blaster Pistol. "I guess I'll take the rifle and pistol." Callace would take the rifle, setting it on his back, it'd stay on the strap. Then grabbing the pistol, he'd replace is old DL-44 with a brand new Westar 35. "Hehe, those Zabraks will have there last battle when facing me..." The elder interrupted. "Uh wait Callace, I may have something that will suit you of your interest." The elder left for a moment, but he'd then be back with a transparent glass case, what was in the case was a Vibroblade. "This was Harko Valekrens blade that he used in the Mandalorian Wars." The elder spoke. Callace was then intrigued. "I see...It's in great condition to." Callace said. "The Zabraks use Vibroblades as well, which is why I'd give you this." The elder said. Callace opened the case and grabbed the blade by the handle, pulling it out, the blade would shine by the preservation of it. "I love it." Callace said. The elder then pulled out a scabbard, giving it to Callace, Callace would hook it on his waist, he'd then sheathe the blade. "Thank you all...I can assure you that not a single Zabrak will live....I will be back." Callace would soon turn and walk out of the base. Heading out, he'd enter his ship and while traversing west of the hideout, he would land soon enough finding a peculiar looking rock with two figures guarding it. This was the place.
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