Spartan In Star Wars

P.O.V. Random Miralukan

"We should be leaving hyperspace at any moment and be at our new home friends....." As he was speaking they left hyperspace ending up dead center of the Mandalorian fleet. His smile dropped instantly as the Mandalorian sh.i.p.s surrounded the sh.i.p.s he immediately ran hailing the vessels to not fire.

"Please don't fire! We are a Miralukan refugee ship. Repeat we are a Miralukan refugee!" Panic was sweeping across the faces of some of the less experienced Miralukans while some of the older and far more experienced ones kept calm.

"This is Viper 1 from the Spartan Assault. You are to follow us directly to the main ship for debriefing." Listening to the voice, the Miralukans chose to comply as they were surrounded. Although they were natural force users they were aligned more so towards the light side of the force. They didn't wish to fight the Mandalorians.

Landing onto Leviathan, Diesel personal vessel the Miralukans were mesmerized by the sheer size of the interior not to mention the orderly fashion the Mandalorians showed. They were moving like a well oiled machine. After disembarking they felt a force signature they haven't met before. "Miralukan?"

Stepping forward Rayath stood near Diesel and began to speak. "That is correct, I'm Rayath." Although they couldn't see every single Miralukian could feel the force radiating off her. "I'm sorry about the fluctuation in the force, training has been exhausting."

"I'm Nupaek. Are you the one who called us here? The call was about finding us a new home? However....This doesn't look like a home." Although skeptical, he kept scanning the area paying attention to their surroundings in case people were planning something.

"No need to be so vigilant, we have nothing planned. But to answer your question, the call did indeed come from me. However, I did not call you. The force did, and it only called you when I met this man." turning around facing the emptiness in the air her body motion indicated someone was there.

Finally the visiting Miralukan directed there *vision* towards the void. Most of them felt surprised and stunned not understanding what was happening. "This is?"

"Diesel, in other words Mandalore." Standing proud Rayath took an military stance and saluted.

"A Mandalorian? Please give us a few minutes here." Nupaek turned and went back towards the ship with the Miralukan who followed.

P.O.V. Swap Nupaek

Gathering the leaders from the sh.i.p.s the meeting was displayed for everyone to see. Nupaek began to discuss the things that were over with Rayath. Before finally sitting back down. "So what does everyone else think?"

"The Mandalorans are untrustworthy and a war loving race. We should not have to abide by their rules."

"The force has brought us here for a reason. When has the force ever lied to us?"

"We know nothing of this man? Are we just gonna accept servitude?"

"I mean hasn't the force called us here for a new home? Maybe servitude is the wrong word, that Rayath doesn't look like she's being held as a slave or anything." The Miralukan discussion slowly grew heated as an hour very quickly passed. They all looked towards Nupaek finally coming to an agreement.

P.O.V. Swap Jedi Temple

"It seems there are movements within the force Master Yoda." Master Klo-Ploon shifts slightly in his chair making a concerned expression.

"We must move quickly. Investigation must be sent!" Mace Windu's voice sounded very demanding.

"Calm we must be. Investigation we will. Obi-wan will go."

P.O.V. Swap Darth Sidious

"He will not interfere with my plans! Absolutely not! Send the Goliaths in! All of them!"