The history for those unaware. (Page 1 of 12)

The history of Spartan039.

I had lived with others all my life. In the depths of the second malachor, My comrades and I sparred together to become what our leaders told us. "warriors".during my young age i was thought to never give in. To strengthen my will. To ignore pain. To ensure survival. I am not a clone, as some may think. My father, "Jaden Ordo" was truly a popular name, though it was soon ended when his death came of a jedi. I never knew my father that much but from the other mandalorian elders I knew he was strong. Not physically, but mentally as well. I had difficulty sparring as if something was bothering me. I vowed to kill that jedi with all my might, and to one day take my fathers place as the leaders of a separated clan. years later i encountered this jedi knight on the planet of nar shaadda where refugees live. The jedi facial features matched what I had heard from the other mandalorians. This jedi immediately sought my approach and consulted me. he said, "what brings you here young one?" Anger flowed through my veins with intensity. i could not speak any words as i tried. I worn light garments and had a small blade equipped. The jedi gave me an estranged look of defiance. "is something troubling you?" he said. With no reply, my scarred face of battles screamed as the hidden blade plunged into the jedi's centre heart. He grunted. As i was about to finish him, he muttered a soft reply until his last breath, "They did not tell you?... heh.. guess those damn barbarians never kept their word. You've grown so much, as i may tell you... (coughs) drops down) Jaden Ordo was not your father, just another mandalorian." I stood in shock. "I tried to tell you but they brainwashed you, I guess this is fate's will. good... bye... son." As I heard those words pierce my ears, i yelled in agony. Many things went thorugh my mind. HOW COULD HE BE MY FATHER? HOW COULD THEY LIE TO ME? WHY ME? WHO AM I? At my final thought, i had to find my comrades and straighten every thing out. maybe the jedi was lying.
As soon as i arrived back in malachor, i asked the tribe elder all i had to ask. What he answered was exactly what the jedi said. The tribe leader surprisingly said, "now that you know this, i must kill you." Within my instict i evaded the swing of the elders rod with blade. he then yelled, "fellow warriors, this one is a traitor to our entire CLAN! he is a disgrace to the name mandalore and ORDO itself!" I reeled back as I was immediately surrounded. In combat form I flurried many mandos and incapacitaed them until my allies, now enemies pounded me till i blacked out. Waking up later i recuperated and awoke in a chamber.
A dark figure appeared out of the shadows and spoke aloud, "Relax, your body is being rebuilt as it crumbled form the mandalorians who destroyed you. I flew in my ship the ebon hawk, to rescue you... though my path is different than others. I know you seek revenge to those who hurt you. But you need power, might. I can give you all these things... it is called the force. The darker side of things.... I will train you to one day wipe your enemies for THE FACE OF THE GALAXY!!!"
I could not speak as the medical robots operated on me on top of a table rebuilding all bones to exoskeletal parts.
"Here, i have given you a suit of the first mandalore. Wear for it is made of meatal steel polly alloy fibers. Cannot be destroyed by blaster shots. "
As i equipped the armor i felt renewed.
"I will teach you the ways of the force but once you are in, you cannot get out."
I thought of all my hatred and fear and anger i had towards my enemies. One day Iwould find them and kill them. For now, I shall regain my might.
So without hesitation I replied, "So be it."