Mandalore a man from another world could be picked out. His armor glowed 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. Massive blaster fire is screeching 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. 

The police held their guns tightly all pointed at Mandalore. Police cars blocked both ends of the street, no escaping for Mandalore. He knew the odds and didn't fear what was to come. He held his sword tightly in his hands getting ready to charge. The police were hesitant and began:

"Give up now. There is no coming out alive out of this one. This is your last warning put the sword down and come quietly."

He listened but only heard:

BumpBumpBumpBumpBumpBumpBumpBumpBumpBump

A loud proud roar came from deep with Mandalore. Echoing through the streets he began a full on sprint at the police in front of him. Completely dumb founded by one man charging a dozen men. As he charged them the police opened fire. Shouting:

"Fire. Open fire. Kill em."

Mandalore lunged at them but when he landed i sliced open not a police man but something else from his memory. Beasts that stood up straight up and held weapons like any normal humanoid. He was back on a forest moon fighting for his life. These creatures where powerful beings. He charged the next line of them just then an explosion blasted him into the air as he slammed ground he was back on the street laying next to a cop car that was on fire. The police is still firing at everything smoke from the explosion began to fill the street. Still the only sound..

BumpBumpBumpBumpBumpBumpBumpBumpBumpBumpBumpBumpBumpBumpBumpBumpBumpBumpBumpBump

Mandalore's heart was racing he slowly stood up. In a world of pain, ears ringing he still stood straight up with pride and honor.