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“Welcome to Concordia,” Dan gave a mock bow as Jango and Merlyn walked into the twilight. “Last home of the Deathwatch.” He tossed Pre Vizsla’s head at Jango’s feet. “You missed the main event.”
The Mandalorian gazed through his helmet at Vizsla’s dulled eyes. Dan knew that the Deathwatch commander had been involved in the death of Jango’s adoptive family. Vengeance was the man’s only motivator beyond money.
“You’ve taken control of the Deathwatch?” Fett tore his eyes from his fallen enemy. “What do you want from me?”
“The Deathwatch is a start, but they represent less than a tenth of the Mandalorian population,” Dan motioned to the planet Mandalore, framed against the darkened sky. “You still hold the title of Mandalore, I want you to call for an end to this conflict.”
“Right,” Jango snorted. “And why would I do that? I have no interest in playing king to these people.”
“Jaster Mereel would be disappointed,” Dan shook his head. “The supercommando codex was his dream, but you tossed it aside.”
“Shut up,” Jango tensed, a flash of movement brought his blasters to his hands, levelled at Dan’s helmeted face. “You know nothing about him, or me.”
“Really?” Dan ignored the blaster pistols and waved both Merlyn and Ultron away. “I know that the man who raised you wouldn’t even recognize you anymore, your hatred of the Jedi has consumed you.” He motioned to the base behind them. “The Deathwatch are soon to be reformed, you could finish Jaster’s work with little effort, but you’d rather sulk in a rotten space station and stew.”
“Careful…” Fett’s gloves creaked on his pistol grips, teeth ground together. “I came because your servant paid the largest consultation fee I’ve ever seen, but you’re not a client yet.”
“Live as Madalore for five years,” Dan turned his back on the Mandalorian and faced the last of the twilight sun. “You’ll have unlimited funds and resources, both for yourself and your people. When the contract ends, you can go about your business, with enough money that you’ll be free for life.”
“Define unlimited,” Jango’s guns wavered. “That’s a bold statement, what If I want to outfit my people with a grand fleet?”
“Then it will be done,” Dan shrugged. “Resources aren't an issue, or funding. What I lack is people.” He turned back to face Fett’s lowered weapons. “Living bodies that can be the public face of my organisation, until my own people can fill the role.”
Jango returned his blasters to his belt and looked to the sky. He stood for a moment, silent in the night.
“Do you know what you’re proposing?” The Mandolorian sighed. “If you rebuild the Mandalrian empire, you’re going to make more enemies than friends.”
“The enemies I’m worried about don’t have any side but their own,” Dan laughed as he extended his hand toward Fett. “The Republic doesn’t scare me, it’s currently ill prepared to enforce much of anything.”
“Then I accept the contract,” The two Mandalore’s shook, grips tightened to test each other. “I’ll need equipment for a system wide transmission.”
“I prefer your Wife’s vessel,” Merlyn sniffed the air on the scout’s bridge. “It smells of life, not the heartless reek of a machine.”
“May is busy on Garnib,” Dan rolled his eyes. “Gladius won't fly without her.”
Jango had a ton of work ahead, before a united Mandalore could even begin to form. Dan wasn’t a man of politics, nor did he have the knowledge to be of help. Instead he would continue his quest and collect a few more subjects to fill out the final score.
“Are you ready to reproduce yet?” Dan questioned Venom. An ocean of symbiotes would tip the scales well in his favour.
“We can produce three children… clones are easier,” Venom rasped. “We will need more time to create a multitude of individuals like you desire.”
“Three is enough for the near future,” Dan tapped at the controls until a cluster of worlds in the unknown region filled the display. “I’ll need a bunch of clones ready to go in under an hour, we'll need it if we want to add a new civilization to our roster.”
“I’ll leave you to it,” Merlyn rose to his feet. “Your wife is waiting for her lesson, something you’ve conveniently decided to miss.”
“I’ll keep up my practice…” Dan talked to air as the Wizard vanished in a flash. He rolled his eyes and turned to Ultron. “I’ll need you to take some samples of the atmosphere on these worlds, before we land.”
The species he wanted to collect wasn’t overly aggressive, especially right now, but they emitted an insidious pheromone. Members of other races who breathed in these compounds soon found themselves connected to the insects' hive mind.
The strong willed could shape the collective in their image, while most beings simply became a more complicated drone. Dan was confident in both his will, and his kryptonian immune system, but safe was better than sorry.
“Understood,” Ultron paused, hand on the controls that engaged the drive. “A visitor has arrived on Zonama Sekot, they claim to be a Jedi Master.” He waved a hand to project an image of a beaked alien in a coarse robe. “They are attempting to connect to Sekot.”
“Vergere…” Dan frowned, eyes squinted. “She’s not really a Jedi.” The woman was a Sith in disguise, though her loyalties were vague. “Let’s make a pit stop, I want Venom to leave a child on the planet anyway.”
Ultron nodded and engaged the drive. Space vanished, then reappeared. The dusty orange, green surface of Zonama Sekot on display through the viewport.
“If she’s not a Jedi, should I detain her?” Ultron’s eyes glowed. “There are plenty of cells left next to our captive Sith.”
“Not yet,” Dan shook his head. “I want to test myself against a force user. Also, she might not be hostile, her ideals are more complex than the likes of Palpatine.”
“Fine, but I’ll have my drones ready,” Ultron rolled his eyes. “Your predictions often contain half truths…”
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I had thought mc is going to build military I had thought what if mc takes mandalorians as special forces military division, working as operators, as there culture is better suited for it.
Having droids army like that of clone wars but isn't sabotage to lose by the sith, as they should of won even with how quirky they were, as they easily mass produce able to absurd levels, for main forces being jack of all trades type handling attacking, defending and logistics ment for long campaigns that goes beyond few years
Clones and non clone editing will also be used for military but not too long of campaigns five years at most and work as government body, clones or citizens modified for custom roles such as firefighting, policing, school teachers, etc.
Also suggestion that each citizen at age of adult will be required to go through combat training teaching basics how shoot, how to defend themselves in melee but only basics stuff, they aren't required to join military, this so if planet is attacked it has decently trained militia at ready this is also regardless of age and gender or specie's nor family station, being no longer then 1 to 3 months long. If they want join the military they will go to actual training boot camp training. Also migrants who join as citizens his empire are required as well to do the training. Training is adapt to the citizens is being trained such as race or health problems or giving things like prosthetics and counseling if it will help, don't expect a mermaid race with no ability to Walk to run a track. They would have water based training, each citizen when they complete this train is given a basic Armor made of beskar, Vibranium, and kyber Crystal power cores nothing to powerful but won't easily break and weapon or two that will be part of armor set even mini guns is allowed so long as they been trained on it any more weapons the citizens will have to get themselves, combining parts of useful parts of mandalorian culture. Even pacifist can't sleep on this though they are allowed to get non lethal armor and weapons. Or just go defense based gear,
Good suggestions, I'll see about working them in! I like the Idea about including a basic education in self defense and survival for the general citizens a lot! The empire will be open to all who want to join, but I like the idea that those who are able, learn and do what they can! Once the actual Empire gets off the ground, I plan to have a universal health care system set up for citizens, including bionic and clone replacements limbs and other needs. Right now I definitely plan on including the Madalorians as kind of mentors to the new kryptonians, once they're born. Kryptonians are generally born (from the genesis chambers) with genetic knowledge (the MC and family were not, since they are a special case), so some will have the knowledge of soldiers, and others the knowledge of scientists. I was thinking to have the Mandos train all genesis kryptonians in their style of combat and merge the two cultures together in a way. Once natural born Kryptonians start appearing, they will either be trained by Mandos, or their own parents, to be warriors alongside whatever other profession they desire. I'm not sure yet is non-kryptonian citizens will all receive armor, but any who join the military for any length of time will have one custom made that will belong to them forever. I might have the general population get a down graded version of this kind of armor? A non custom made, but still durable option that will be serviceable in times of conflict. Thanks for the great ideas, and thank you for reading!
@VendakSoth I remember something did you know orcs from Warhammer 40k is instinctively smarter then they portray, as all knowledge they have is imprint into there very DNA so they theoretically have all the knowledge of their creators it partly why they can make advanced tech that works with in tandem with their reality bending ability, so what if mc did something similar planting all knowledge into his people DNA so on instinctive level they have all the knowledge a type of inheritance if you will could work, so for example if ancestor knows how to make a gun, there descendants will to on a instinctive level to build.
Also had weird idea what if there was race of only adults, they live there childhood instead egg they are in, egg has a mini sub dimension just being for human sized being to fit in side working like growth pods for clones, it has ability to argument the baby while it's in egg maturing while their mind is in a illusion of sorts, each living life with in it guide by teachers to train them in anything they like and talented in while having power to augment said talents and body, these teachers is goddess of Kryptonians and her pantheon of mcs design not using actual original pantheon of Kryptonian. Each custom design for different things giving a religion to help hold everyone together, even if main goddess is Kryptonian not all of her pantheon is a Kryptonian when new race joins mc if don't have them already have new goddess and gods added to the pantheon to teach the baby in the eggs, birth takes only one month and one baby per egg only, but inside egg is equivalent of hundred years. So when they hatch they are fully developed both mind and body, this add another benefit to Kryptonian not have to rely on external means to give birth as their eggs is the genesis chambers and so much more. This also another inspiration from orcs of Warhammer 40k as they are fully developed minds when they exist there birth pods, but not exactly same.
@Demain_csomic_winters I already have plans for the orcs. When world travel becomes a thing, MC will encounter them and acquire some of their DNA! I'm definitely going to work in 40K inspired elements in the future. I'll also consider the born to maturity idea as well! The first generation of genesis kryptonians will be born at the age of five, pretty standard for kryptonians, but future generations that are genesis born will have different genetic elements, and might follow a similar vein to your idea! Thanks again for the comments, and thanks again for reading!
@VendakSoth he was thinking have you seen battle force five, they have some technology you might like special vehicle chip that arguments a vehicle if remember right, a interesting revive system for race which once build multiverse, and most of battle zones which are artificial battle worlds so they don't destroy their home planet and many other purposes, maybe makes his own versions about size of moon each with unique environment and changes to battle on. Anyways live story and it's getting my mind going lol