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The Spear of Mandalore

Mandalorians, once a race of powerful legendary warriors, so dangerous that the galaxy had to work together to stop them. Now every one of them is nothing but a joke, a scoundrel, mercenary or just a killer looking for nothing but a quick buck. What happened to the glory of hunting? The power the Mandalorians once held? All gone and forgotten to time. A girl reincarnates as a Mandalorian along a powerful connection to The Force, could she be the key for Mandalorians to rise again? With a gift from the planet itself, marking her as the inheritor of the future. Will she lead her people to glory? Or will she lead them to extinction?

Lightblade23 · ภาพยนตร์
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Chapter 2

The next few weeks I was able to think of a few ways to train. I mean I am literally becoming a Jedi by myself, weren't the Jedi like a cult? Meh, I'd rather do whatever the hell I want. I was 5 when I came into this shop, it's been a year since I got this glaive, I NEED to kill both squidface and master.

While I could've been idle, waiting I refined my connection to the force. Turns out its not that hard, I mean, you just talk with it with your spirit. I've been working in repairing stuff I keep learning more and more about the droids and blaster circuitry, noticing how volatile the small things are. I don't know how but I know a lot of things, aside from my notebook I remember those nights that were fueled by coffee and determination to not fail the upcoming finals. Looking closely at the ammo clip that is empty but fits right into the blaster I just repaired; It reminds me of the crystal hiding under my bed who can turn into a power source for a really powerful blaster. It could destroy everything, but with the cheap metal of everything here wouldn't survive more than a shot but it would also destroy Crystal.

Yeah nah, not necessary to sacrifice one of my two friends, never. The sound of the door to the shop opening pulls my attention as Master walks in; Squidface greets him in his weird language that I can barely understand.

"Hey, I'm leaving for a bounty. I left work for 2 months in the back." He took out a tablet and pressed it a few times. "There, you can now go into the back and the kitchen. Don't bother with finding more food, I left enough in the porridge dispenser and water so that you can eat and drink, for 2 months. The cold can't be that bad, you've survived the previous years. "I nodded in response. "Don't try to do shit you shouldn't I will watch over you, if you try to escape, I will kill you." I looked at the ground and nodded.

"Good, now. Wheg, time to go." Squidface nodded and walked towards the door in full gear and a big backpack. "We'll be back in 2 months." The door closed and locked as well as the rest of the windows leaving me in the dim light of my prison. The light of day gone from my vision for the next 2 months. Doesn't matter, I WILL GET OUT OF HERE AND I WILL KILL YOU. My thoughts were filled with anger, the force felt strong. Like I can use the emotion of hate to destroy everyone, but I know its empty, its a power that leads to getting yourself killed faster. Ignoring it as the force now feels at peace and not worried my determination to be free reigns supreme as I go back to work.

Tonight I feel awfully cold the covers are not enough. I can hear the metal creaking from the compression made by the cold, and I'm freezing. It's been 2 months, I hope my master didn't die because I WANT I NEED TO KILL HIM MYSELF. My teeth clatter as I hug myself on my clothes that are barely clothes. He knew I could rig the food dispenser for it to give me more food, but I didn't because it meant death if he did that. He only left rations for the time he would be gone. Looking at my hands in the darkness of my room I noticed that they're turning blue. "I'm going to die." It dawned on me, but comforting thoughts came to me from the force.

'You want me to focus?' I received a nudges to where to focus, images of fire, of volcanoes, even the light of a candle came to my mind as the final image came to me, a sun. Warmth spread around me, focusing on it more intensely, picturing a fireplace. The temperature rose again.

"Yes!" I relaxed as warmth enveloped me. Cristal was happy at my accomplishment as it rested beside me.

"Thanks friend." I realized what I did; I made the temperature rise using the force. "I need sleep." I said aloud as a small nudge came from my friend, I nodded lightly and got back to bed as the air around me kept me warm through the night.

"Holy force! This is awesome!" I said to myself as I lay comfortably in my bed after a good night of sleep. Taking a shower of hot water by heating it up using the same trick, which became a norm for me hot water is so good and the warm nights were just so great, I know I survived those cold nights by using that power. As weeks passed I felt powerful as I looked at myself, in the shiny metal of droid, I could see my face. But my attention was called to my eyes. My skin is pale from not touching the sun outside ever. Thin pale lips but glowing purple eyes.

"Oh right it does that." I mumbled as I kept working. My body and soul aches to be free and both of my friends tell me this. When he comes back I will kill him. He's 2 weeks late, I'm sorry owner but you're going to die SOON.

There is a special thing about the force is that those images of heat, were not a joke, those were the essence of flames, it wasn't until I realized that I could summon actual fire, it was a deep red but the color changes depending on my emotions as the color changes, I'm sure Bipolar people would have a field day looking at pretty colors of flame; but it also led to a really great discovery; its opposite, ice or frost; whichever is cool. Pun intended. Master arrived yesterday and today is the day I escape. He got sloppy yesterday and arrived drunk along with Squidface, Master came and beat me up cause he lost money because he gambled. While Squidface electrocuted me with the switch he carried. But I got healed by the force. He on the other hand didn't change my range of motion and is probably hung over.

Getting myself into the hanger, I was able to use the force to move the fuel cells that the ship has near his room and the workshop, I was able to get all the weapons and took his blaster it's big for me but that won't stop me from shooting him. It took several hours, but this place is rigged to blow and go down in flames.

If I die here, I fought for my freedom and both of these fuckers die today. I was able to steal his tablet that holds the commands of the collar and Squidfaces control of the collar, so he won't stop me.

I heard a loud groan coming from his room, as Squidface room is blocked by crates too heavy for him to move quickly. He exited his room groaning. I feel nervous as crystal feels ready to fight, the force telling me to call on them anytime.

He walked into the hallway holding his head. "Brat, stay quiet or else I'll use you as shooting prac-" He stopped as he looked closely, my glare and the smell of fuel as well as crates, his eyes narrowed as he growled at me, making him feel anger is easy, talking with the force he get annoyed. 'Make him angry.'

"Do you know that this means I'm killing you?" He glared at me.

"Don't care." I turned to him and shot at him, he ducked behind the doorway to in his room, as I kept firing. My shots go everywhere but close to him, his door stays open as I rip the door off its hinges pushing it inward hoping it stops him 'Closer. I need you to get closer.' The force told me as I reloaded the mag, but before I could finish reloading a warning came as I ducked back to a crate that blocked Squidfaces room. Shots flew past my head.

"I have more fights than the highest number you can count and a third of those I was drunk or hungover." He said as he pulled out

"I can count to one thousand." He chuckled.

"Then I've been in one thousand and one fights." I grumbled in annoyance.  His steps grew closer and I vaulted and emptied my mag as I got back to plan B.

"You're good with my blaster." He said as he was close to me, I took a deep breath focusing on the force.

"Thanks, you suck." I said as I fired at him he ducked from what that sounded like, but the blaster is now empty, it had only one mag remaining.

"How about I train you on being a Mandalorian and you put the blaster down." He shot back. I readied my glaive placing it behind my back and stepped out of the cover as. He smirked as he lowered his blaster and rubbed his eyes. "You're out of shots, now hand me the blaster and I will train you, you won't be a slave." He is clearly lying, the force even reassured me he's lying, and he extended his right hand at me. The crated behind me got pushed to the side as Squidface is stands behind me leaping at me, the force warned me. In a swift movement I ignited my spear and cut his hand from the elbow as my glaive went towards squidfaces face, my glaive didn't stop cutting through his head and shoulder, instantly killing him.

"No. Fucking way." My owner said as he fell on his back holding his stump, walking towards him with the blade making a trail on the ground.

"You're a Jedi."

"No, I'm me." He moved to get his blaster but using the force to stop his movements as I can freely use it because Squidface is dead he won't be able to catch me off-guard.

"What are you doing to me?" He exclaimed between his teeth.

"You will free me." I said as I glared at him letting him go of my hold.

"Oh, and how will I do that? I have the master control with a click you're dead." He said as I pictured the image of fire.

"You will tell me where the control is and the code to free me and give me your money." I demanded from him, as I called over the tablet. 

"You will get nothing from me." He's sweating clearly in pain but anger is only thing in his mind.

"That was me asking nicely, now let's try this again." I sighed and let a smirk cross my face. "I was praying you would go the hard way. Yay me." I said as he tried to get up, focusing on my will to be free and my anger, it's a righteous anger, it's my greatest wish to be free, it's my goal, my dream. Sparks fly between my fingers as anger and hate flow through me.

"TELL ME THE CODES!" He begins to groan as red lightning emanates from my fingers I keep going he groan in pain but doesn't scream.

"What are you? You're not normal, no kid should be this smart, this-" He gets interrupted by another wave of lightning.

"That doesn't matter."

"Those sparks don't even hurt." He says as he literally smells like burnt meat.

"You think it's just these sparks?" I smiled wickedly at him. "I have another 2 options!" His smirk faltered.

"Fire." I made a fireball in my hand. "Ice." A ball of frost appeared on my other hand.

"I'll tell you, please just spare me, I'm sorry." He pleaded as he's now crying.

"Oh no, my hand slipped." I threw a stream of fire at his legs. He began to scream instantly.

"My bad, I'm clumsy after all, its just I lost money gambling. Let me fix it this is a few months' worth of work." I fired a stream of frost. He began to scream again as soon as it froze I stomped on it breaking the leg.

"Don't lie or else I'll keep going, from one element to another until you die." I said as the tablet floated in front of him.

"Please, stop the code is 579804." Pressing the buttons that the force guided me to, I didn't have a name, only AZ 4M, placing the code into it the collar fell to the floor, I walked to his room with him floating beside me his burnt body makes him groan every time I move him too fast.

"Safe, where is it?" He pointed to his closet walking over to it and opened it. A remote, credits and another tablet as well, I think is something important.

"What's this?"

"Spare key to my ship." Well that thing is getting blown to shit, so its useless, He began to cough.

"Help me! Or kill me! Please!" He can't even stand up so I just throw him into the hallway, securing his blaster, putting on new clothes that I had to adjust using my glaive to cut shirts and a pair of paints in order for them to fit me.  His helmet is under my arm as walk over him. Putting my foot on his face. His eyes are filled with tears as he cries relentlessly.

"Thank you." But before I turned to walk away I buried my spear in his legs and a deep gash in his face. "You deserve this." I said as I began to walk away out into the world.

"Kill me! PLEASE!" He begged.

"Alright then." I walked towards my room and got my bag, turning off my glaive and grabbing his discarded armor and shoving it on another bag for it to be sold I walked to the door and with a fireball I ran like hell as it ignited the closest fuel cell.

"Burn in hell!" I heard the first explosion destroying the prison that used be my home. "Now, where to? Shit, where even am I?"