Author's Note: Here starts the road to the Clone Wars. 

Warnings: Graphic violence, swearing, blood-drinking

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Korda 6, 52bby

Nova had lived as a blood chosen long enough to know trouble when she saw it. The Mandalorian Civil War was in full swing and there were three factions, The True Mandalorians led by a man Nova knew was worthy of the title Mand'alor; Jaster Mereel. Then there was the Death Watch lead by her brother's descendent Tor Vizsla, then last but not least were the New Mandalorians who were slowly killing the Mandalorian culture just as she had been told all those many years ago. 

Currently, Tor was leading the True Mandalorians into a trap using her enhanced hearing she spied on a man named Montross who apparently didn't enjoy the fact that the last of clan Fett had been named Jaster's successor. A Fett as Mandalore would be a boon for the people, but this aruetii was about to less Jaster to his death. She would have to meditate to see what the Mand'alor would do.

Finding the cave that she has made into her home she took a seat and crossed her legs and meditated.

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The hall of Mand'alor remained the same as it had when she first laid eyes on it upon her death and rebirth. She knelt the palm of her closed fist over her heart "Mand'alor, one worthy of the title is in danger betrayed by one of his own," she informed them.

Mand'alor the Preserver walked forward "He must die, Nova, he has been chosen to stand at your side as Tal'gaanla," 

She closed her eyes "He has a son who is not yet ready to take up the title, he has potential yes, but he is not ready." she said

"How old is the ad?" Revan asked

"15 standard years too young and easy to be manipulated, reckless, and short-tempered," she said, "And he is a Fett." 

Revan groaned "Even while marching ahead that man is getting back at me," Revan said.

Mand'alor the Ultimate chuckled "Of course, he is. Mand'alor the Destroyer."

Her buir walked over to her and rested his hand on her shoulder "Be there for him when he arrives to see us." 

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Nova opened her eyes and sighed this was going to be a pain in the shebs. She sent a message to Mithios and T3 to stay with the ship and followed close to Mereel. Just as she overheard an ambush happened the True Mandalorians were in retreat as soon as Montross fell back giving the order. Nova hissed loudly and put on her helmet landing beside Jaster hissing as she activated her lightsabers using the Trayas form of lightsaber combat. 

The lightsabers floated around her deflecting blaster bolts as she picked up Mereel who had been severely injured. She was not about to let the man suffer, he had honored her ancestor Candirous Ordo by making an updated version of his Codex. As her sabers blocked her escape she used the force to create a thick mist to cover. Her sabers returning to her as she fled the area.

Jester groaned in pain as she laid him on the floor of her cave placing a holo emitter to fake those looking for him with a fake bolder. Once that was done she moved to make sure he was comfortable as possible. Jester looked at her in shock "You wear the Vizsla crest, but are not Death Watch. Who are you?" he asked

"I am a friend, and do not agree with what they are doing never have," she said, "You won't make it back to your people." 

Jester nodded "I know," 

"Your heir isn't ready to take the title of Mand'alor," she said

"He is as ready as he can be," Jaster said as he began to cough.

She sat on her knees beside him "You are worthy as a Mand'alor, you honored my ancestors with your bravery and valor." she said, "Don't rest, I will be with you." 

Jester looked closed her eyes and she followed as his heartbeat stopped and he breathed his last.

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Nova stood beside Jester as he arrived at the halls of the Mand'alor. Jester glanced around "I told you I would be at your side, now come, there are some people who would like to meet you." she said

"What are you?" he asked

"You will know soon enough when I died nearly a thousand years ago I much like you were betrayed, I was given to the Sith who tried to get me to reveal the location of ade that I had taken to the Jedi Temple on Courasant to be safe," she said as she less him to the throne room.

There sitting on various thrones sat the Mand'alor who came before. Jester knelt before them "Rise vod, you have more than earned a spot at our side, but you are still needed." The very first Mand'alor spoke.

Jester stood as Tarre Vizsla smiled at her "Welcome back ad'ika," 

"Buir," she replied.

Jester's head snapped in her direction with his mouth dropped. Nova shrugged her shoulders and looked at her buir. Revan chuckled also as well as several others "Mand'alor The Reformer, you stand before us with a choice for nearly a thousand years Nova has been fending off the Sith, and protecting the ade of the universe regardless if they are Mandalorian or not," Mand'alor the Preserver said.

Jester's head snapped to her mother's other ancestor "Yes, well leaving the young Fett in charge of things is not ideal, the boy has so much self-doubt, it will cloud his judgment." Revan added.

Jester sighed "He is ready,"

"The youngest Mand'alor at only 15, he will be fine for a time, now Jester, you have a choice, you can remain with us, or become Tal'graanola." her Buir said.

Jester thought for a moment and sighed "I will aid Nova in fending off the Sith," 

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Jester gasped for air as she held him up "I know, that feeling," she said as she reached for a plasma pack, "Here it isn't much but it will do for now."

Jester took the plasma pack and drank "Blood?" he asked, "Yes, I have a few hunting spots that offer blood in exchange for safe passage, they aren't Sith or Dark Jedi, slavers, or smugglers." she said, "That is from a Jetti that I am familiar with."

"A bit sweet don't you think?" he asked

"It will do for now," she said, "I will take you to the hunting grounds so you can hunt a Dark Jedi."

Jester nodded at this "We will expose the aruetii, to your people, though it may be better if I change, I would hate to knock heads together, for getting the wrong idea." she said.

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Jester sat patiently as Nova changed finishing off the last of the blood that she had given him. He stood side by side with the missing daughter of Tarre Vizsla, someone who was loved by the Mandalorian people as much as he was, rumor had it that she inherited her fathers jetti magic and that her father brought back the Mandalorian Knights that had existed for a time during the Mandalorian Wars.

Nova soon returned and Jester looked at her in shock "Are those?" he asked

"Yes," she said.

He could hear the weeping of the crystals as parts from her sabers hung from her belt and she placed the hooded cloak around her shoulders before pushing something on her vambrace. Jester was shocked when an old Mandalorian relic that had been thought destroyed by Revan oh so long ago sat waiting with happy beeps. 

Nova laughed "I am sure you have had your fun Mithios, now let us meet up with the True Mandalorians and inform them of what had happened." 

Jester climbed on behind her as the Basilisk war droid took to the skies.

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It didn't take long for them to find the True Mandalorian camp. Mithios slowed down landing beside one of their ships "Buir!"  a young Mandalorian called out.

Many of the True Mandalorians stood around in awe of Mithios who beeped out a greeting before nudging Nova. Nova chuckled at the droid and moved to stand beside Jester "Stand down, all of you she is no threat." Jester said

"Unless you are Death Watch," she remarked.

The younger who called Jester buir removed his helmet, he was young and his eyes held so much pain and sorrow that she just wanted to coddle him. He looked at her "You're a jetti!" 

"I am a Mandalorian Knight actually, after my brother's betrayal I'm not shocked that he erased that from Mandalorian history," Nova said

"I found some evidence that confirms her story Jango, she is Nova Vizsla, daughter of Tarre Vizsla, the First Mandalorian Jedi turned Mand'alor," Jester said

"I am also the first Tal’gaanla in thousands of years," Nova added.

This caused several of the True Mandalorians the traitor included to look at her in fear "As I said I am no threat to the True Mandalorians unless you are an aruetii, dar'jetti, and demagolka. I will scare the hell out of those dar'manda who call themselves the New Mandalorians." she said

Jester chuckled at that "So, she is the vengeance of the Mand'alor of old?" the younger Mandalorian asked

"Yes, Jango she is, as am I now," Jester said.

Nova lowered her hood and looked directly at Montross. Her eyes narrowed glowing silver "One of your own, betrayed Jester and caused his death and his rebirth as Tal'graanola." she said

"Who betrayed my buir?!" Jango demanded

"Him," Nova said pointing at Montross.

Montross tried to run only to be stopped by Jester whose eyes glowed gold. Montross fell right on his shebs. As Nova moved forward "You are an aruetii, Montross, you are not meant to die right now, but your time will come you will die and stay as such, you will not be given the choice that Jester was given, you are a demagolka," Nova's fangs elongated as she snarled the words.

Jango moved forward as the others did "Exile!" many of the True Mandalorians cried.

Jango held up his hand "Montross you have been accused of murder and as such you have the right to plead your case." 

Nova laughed "Admirable, but foolish," 

Nova signaled for Mithios who padded over and played the recording from her helmet with audio proof that Montross betrayed the Haat Mando’ade. 

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Jango watched as his buir and the Tal'graanola left on the ​​Basilisk, he laid in his bunk that night knowing that Tor Vizsla would pay with his life double, and when the time came Montross would as well...

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