"The Beginning of The End" story of the 101st MSB (Page 2 of 6)

This is the very beginning of the story, its kind of an intro that summarizes alot of things and describes who the Mandalorians are and how the war started.

                   The Beginning of The End, Story of The 101st. Mandalorian Shocktroop Battalion.
                                                Part 1. "The Mars Offensive"

  Mandalorians. An ancient race of humans whose culture is based around war and loyalty to their brothers. After a transport crash that left them stranded on a desolate planet with little or no technology, these humans were forced to adapt.  The earliest Mandalorians formed clans. Each clan had it's own leader and ideals they followed. These clans would occasionally war amongst themselves.  After many years the Mandalorian race grew into a sizable culture. Almost like Spartans they are trained at a very young age to fight. It was truly an honor to be a warrior. Using their superior combat skills and highly advanced weaponry, the Mandalorians began to branch out to other worlds and soon many colonies developed. The most distinctive part of any Mandalorian warrior is their armor.  Forged from a type of super dense iron called "Mandametal" this armor was superior any other kind. Able to withstand almost any blaster fire, it made the warrior underneath it almost invulnerable. Only a hit to one of the critical joint areas where the armor is thinnest could penetrate it. One of the most amazing things about Mandalorian armor is it's resistence to the force. The super dense metal could absorb and deflect a force push and with the helmet it made it impossible for a jedi to mentally influence the wearer.  It is also incredibly resistant to a lightsaber blow. After many years of victory and triumph, the Mandalorians became mercenaries. Willing to fight for the highest bidder. They were feared and incredibly fierce on the battlefield, hardly ever losing a battle.  The Mandalorians soon became united under a man named Jaster Mereel. But soon after he was leader, Mandalorians who didn't agree with his ways broke off from his leadership and formed a new force. The Deathwatch. The Deathwatch consisted mostly of rogue or banished Mandalorians as well as several other races who saw the Mandalorians as enemies. Soon after a Mandalorian named Montross betrayed Jaster and sold out the Mandalorians.  After this incident the War started. The Deathwatch has massed a force almost equal to that of the Mandalorians and conflict after conflict arose. Mandalorian colony planets were attacked and invaded by the Deathwatch and millions of casualties went up for both sides. Aided by their alien allies, the Deathwatch had access to advanced technology giving them somewhat of an advantage. These Wars would rage for nearly 5 years before reaching the large Mandalorian colony of Earth. For the Mandalorian High Order this was the last stand. If Earth Falls to the Deathwatch smaller colonies would soon follow. The Deathwatch were after one thing, the complete destruction of the Mandalorians.  To stop this threat, entire Companies of special commando units were trained. The 101st MSB was born. Highly trained and incredibly deadly these commandos were Earth's last hope. They would go on to fight countless battles with tremendous success. They would fight to the last man. Earth was their home and they werent going to give it up without a fight. This is their story.

Im in the process of rewriting the first chapters. but i'll post ch 1 soon.

Yeah, that sounds really great. I'll try to email you the pics of Ven Kotan and the Desert Eagle within the next couple days. I'll work on some other weapons, they take me about 1 - 1 1/2 to draw each, so can you tell me what all guns you want pictures of?

Thanks i just rewrote that intro today, the one i had wrote about 2 yrs ago just didnt seem right. the guns i mainly want pics of would be a standard issue blaster rifle, a carbine rifle with attached grenade launcher, a projectile sniper rifle and a gun i made up called the Westar 30. Basicly i took the idea of a ww2 .30 cal machine gun and made it a heavy blaster, for fire support. It takes 2 guys to haul it around, one with the gun and the other with the tripod, when set up you get a gunner and spotter/asst. gunner. another thing i made up i would like a pic of is what I named the "Screecher" basicly its a shoulder launched rocket launcher that fires missiles with sonic charges for warheads. like the mines jango used in episode 2. thanks for your help and i cant wait to see those pics!

i like the idea of the multi barreled rocket launcher, thats sweet. but i kinda would also want another smaller version kinda like a LAW rocket. i kinda want the blaster rifle based on like a Dc17 maybe not as long. and as for the sniper rifle mostly like the halo sniper rifle since its projectile.

my email is kfc_soviet@yahoo.com

That's a good start, I like it.

Here it is... Ch2

Ch2  "I never did meet a Mando I didn't like, except for that one guy. But he's dead now"

Jango stood on the ground level street corner, waiting for his chance to cross the traffic choked street.  He glanced up at the sky. The sun shown through the clouds of speeders levels above him.
    “Nice day.” He said to himself simply. Suddenly the traffic light changed and he saw his chance to cross.  Among the many vehicles he felt somewhat exposed without his armor.
    Midway across the street he stopped suddenly. Without knowing why he turned to his right and stared down the busy street. Without warning a blinding white flash obscured his vision. Temporarily blinding him.
    Jango raised his hand over his eyes as his vision slowly returned to see what had caused the flash. Everywhere around him, civilians did the same. Some got out of their speeders. There was not a sound.
    A huge mushroom shaped cloud of fire and black smoke rose from the distance, turning the once blue sky deep red.
    Jango froze in horror.  A deafening boom suddenly reached him and knocked him flat on his back. Stunned he got to his feet.  People were screaming.  Jango could watch the oncoming wave of fire rush towards him. Obliterating everything in it’s path. He tried to scream as the wave reached him.
    Jango sat up quickly and hit his head on the rack above him. Groaning in pain he laid back down rubbing his head.
    “Dream” He thought to himself. “Just a dream.” His t-shirt was soaked in sweat and clung to his chest. Suddenly Mantle’s face appeared upside down as he looked under his rack.
    “Hey what’s the big idea banging my rack sir.” Mantle said sleepily. “Were not getting shot at already are we?”
    Jango wiped his forehead with the back of his hand. “No.” He said simply. “Just had a bad dream is all.”
    Mantle stared at his soaked shirt. “Must’ve been one hell of a dream to make you wet the bed.” A huge grin crept across his face.
    “You know,” Jango replied.  “We could use someone for nightly latrine duty.”
    Mantle’s grin quickly faded. “I’ll shut up now sir.”  With that his head disappeared back to the rack above him.
    Jango glanced at the green luminescent clock above the bulkhead.  “5:30” he noted. “They oughta be waking us up right about no..”
    The lights suddenly flickered on and the sound of groans and curses reached Jango’s ears. He smiled. “I love that sound.” He said to himself.
    Jango got out of his rack and stood by the bulkhead. “Alright!” he shouted.      “Naptimes over!    Everyone down and on your feet!”
    Slowly the men of Charlie Company climbed down from their racks and groggily stood at attention.
    “That’s better.” Jango said.  “You all know what today is. I’m surprised any of you could sleep.”
    “Just another drop to us LT.”   A soldier said rubbing his eyes.  “I’ll probably sleep through the landing.”
    “Not this landing you won’t” Jango replied approaching him. “Were doing your standard LAJD. Today.”
    “We know the drill sir.” Mantle replied. “Low altitude Jetpack drops are cake walks.”
    Jango smiled. “That may be so, but I don’t want any mistakes. By the book get me?”
    “We get you sir!” The company replied in unison.
    “Good.” Jango said. “Now get dressed, full armor and gear. Chow is in 15 minutes.”
    The company dispersed. Jango sat back down and reached under his rack. His fingers grasped the cold metal of his armor. He pulled it out and laid it on his bed. He put on his jumpsuit and one by one began placing the armor. When he was finished he stood up and picked up his helmet.  His face stared back at him through the reflective black visor. Scratches and dents on the once immaculate surface were all that remained of the countless battles he endured. He frowned when he noticed the blue paint flaking off around the T shape of his visor.
    “Almost forgot.” Jango said outloud. Reaching back under his rack, he pulled up his blaster harness.  He strapped on the dual holsters and immediately felt safer. Grabbing his helmet he once again stood by the bulkhead.  The Mandalorians of Charlie Company were already at attention in full armor.  With a great sense of pride Jango placed his helmet over his head. The company did likewise.
    “Now,” Jango said through the com. “Last one to mess gets latrine duty.”

Kandosii Ner'vod, keep 'em coming.

yeah dude those pics are sweet! great detail in the D Eagle. I love the stock on the sniper rifle too, reminds me of a Dragunov. oh and the kfc soviet thing was a spur of the moment thing. I've always had a fascination with the soviets and that whole red army style and i like kfc lol. My paintball team is soviet based. The Red Legion. I've gotten the nickname "The Commie" from people i dont know but Vassili is my team name. I got this old ww2 wool trenchcoat i wear for paintball and my tippmann is decked out to look like an ak47 with a folding stock its pretty sweet. thanks for the pics again! i'll post chapter 3 soon and there will be some killin in that chapter for sure.

yeah i especially like the sniper rifle. i like the stock for the left one and the scope on the right one, but that was pretty much the look i was goin for. i like the rocket launcher too. i have a question, what was that shorter looking black and white gun with the pistol grip and no stock? but yeah if its not too much trouble a refined version of that sniper rifle would be sweet. yeah and youre ven kotan guy looks sweet too, again that D Eagle is superb, thats def. goin in the story. and yeah that trenchcoat is my secret weapon, its pretty much invulnerable to paintballs, they just bounce off, its kinda like overshield in a way lol

i like the stock on the smaller one but i like the look of the bigger one, so that stock on the bigger one would be perfect. im going to georgia for a couple of days so i wont be back till sunday. my friends are graduating bootcamp so were gonna go see them for their 36 hr pass. but i'll post ch3 when i get back.