Mandalore a man from another world could be picked out. His armor glew in the sun covered from head to toe in a metallic silver armor. His helmet was the strangest part of his armor. It had the shape of a T on it as a visor he'd look out with. Mandalore was a man of honor and pride. He has seen many battles, many of them not from this world. He continued down the street and stopped to the side grabbing his helmet as he heard aloud:

Bump Bump.

His mind was racing. Returning to his very first battle he had ever fought in. Massivie blaster fire isscreeching past his ship as he flies right into the heart of the battle. Ejecting from the ship, landing in the middle of all the fire pulling his blaster and lighting up everything in sight. As he walked towards the enemy he got shot in the shoulder dropping his blaster. The noise he heard got louder..

Bump Bump Bump.

He draws his vibroblade and charges the enemy. His fellow troops drop in behind him as he leads the assault. Slicing many enemies down as he moves through them. Smoke clogs the battlefield as a man stands from the ashes of the battle Mandalore proud. His fellow troops began to stand up. The world was theirs. The sound was faster now..

BumpBumpBumpBumpBump.

Falling to his knees he screams a loud roar from his chest. Standing up walking into the street as the cars where coming at him he drew his blaster opening fire. Tearing apart cars and people walking on the streets. Red beams blasted from his gun killing everything in sight.  In distant he heard the sirens of what was this planets warriors.

“Pathetic whelps.”

Mandalore dropped his blaster as the police surrounded him. He drew his sword and grinned under his helmet. The Earthlings looked in awe as one man stood against them all. The police shouted at him.

“Put down your weapon.”

Mandalore replied. “Never”

The moment was getting tenser by the second. Gripping his sword ready for battle.