Spartan In Star Wars

--One year after the Invasion of Naboo--

-- Nine years before the Clone Wars--

Clanless Mandalorians from across the universe started to gather on Naboo, there were no bounty hunter associations or anything for them to earn fame. They all gathered for one goal and one goal alone and that was to meet Diesel. It seemed like Diesel would never leave the Palace unless he was at the newly formed Naboo Military Academy. Many of the Mandalorians end up taking drill instructor roles for the chance to meet him.

Being a part of the Naboo Military many people felt it was an honor. They were able to be instructed on battle. Getting a chance to learn from Mandalorians themselves made them feel so much closer to Diesel, their hero. Slowly the Military adopted most of the Mandalorian Creed. They had to accept that the Naboo weren't Mandalorian although they were all eager to become Mandalorians. They knew they wouldn't serving Mandalor, but Naboo. The Mandalorians still took the training seriously on the off chance that the Naboo could be a worthy adversity in the future.

Ril'ah stood in the highest point in the military academy looking over to his Mandalorian friends. "It's been a year now hasn't it? Naboo has gone through many changes, the UNC (Title) has taken over and started building a military and space fleets. Many Mandalorians have now settled here in attempts to build a future."

"Let me remind you we were still having problems with the Death Watch spies, ever since we've all declined their invite they are sometimes coming and cause havoc." This was causing Dith to get irritated, wondering how they may solve this problem.

"Ruray, how are the background checks going right now?"

"Pretty good, we've caught a couple Death Watch spies, but it seems like they are starting to get a little more serious. What do you think Diesel?"

"I think it's time we visit the Duchess and see if we are allowed to take care of the problem. Dith you and Weinz will take Five Mandaloriansto Mandalor find out any information you can. Ril'ah you will take another five and provide overwatch. Ruray will protect Padme, our ambassador, both the duchess and her lean towards pacifism. We should be able to use this to our advantage. Make sure you grab Five Mandalorians and Five people from the Coalition Army." The group decided to head their separate ways to prepare for the trip.

Diesel makes his way towards Padme's house (Just in case people don't know Ex-Queen Amidala). He knocks on the door awaiting for her to answer. "Diesel?"

"We need you for talks with the Duchess of Mandalore."

"Haven't you done enough damage? We were peaceful people, you're only bringing us to a future with more violence!"

"Have you not realized the future you seek is impossible, you'll end up in a situation like the Trade Federation Blockade. We are merely preparing for the future, and your people agree. If the blockade never happened none of this would of happened"

"Diesel! How can you say that! I ask you to protect our people, not make a military!"

"Queen, I mean Padme what's done is done. But we need you, the Death Watch has been attempting to cause trouble on the planet."

"Death Watch?"

"Short version is that they are a terrorist organization that has been causing problems for the people of Naboo. That why we must go to Mandalor and flush them out for their safety."

"I'll arrange for it."

"Thank you." Having done what he set out to do, Diesel returned to Spartan Military Academy to meet up with the others and the new recruits.

---One week later at the platform about to leave towards Mandalor---

Diesel brings the five of them together saying he had something he wanted to talk about. "I wish to ask the four of you an important question but before that. I have no idea if I'll ever see my old clan again, most have died while others might still be alive. So today I'm here to say, I want all four of you to be the first members of Clan Spartan, I use the name to honor my fallen brothers and sisters and those who may still be alive."

The four of them look at each other and finally smile. "Diesel, we've been waiting for you to ask us that for close to a year now. Of course we will join you."

"First, order of business then. Ril'ah will be my second, Ruray will be our Head Technology Specialist, Dith and Weinz will be our Operations Commanders. Now tell the men that you recruited after this mission they will be the first official members. We shall call them JetTroopers for now, when the Trade Federations sh.i.p.s are adapted I will change the name to ODJT. I'll explain later."

-End-

Clan Spartan being officially created spread like wildfire on the planet of Naboo, the first set of recruits where trainers and students at the Spartan Academy setting a precedent for others who wished to join.