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I’m back! I have brought a liiiitle teaser of my upcoming fic, “Spell on Me” to share with you! Obviously this isn’t the full story, and it will very likely become its own series, but I’m much too excited to keep this to myself. Besides, it’s been a long time since I’ve posted anything new, so I hope you enjoy!

The full chapter will be posted soon!

This is based off the song, “You Put a Spell on Me” by Austin Giorgio!

TW: injury, blood, cannon violence, minor character death, other deaths mentioned/alluded to.

(Don’t you worry, there will be smut in the future!)

The rain was as relentless as your pursuers, shredding the humid air into cascading ribbons, curling back into the night sky.

You felt it soaking your clothes, any semblance of stealth lost with every creak of stiff fabric and squeak of your boots. But still, you ran down the miserable alleyways of an equally miserable planet, heart pounding like a drum fueled by terror and adrenaline.

Shouts echoed like blaster fire on the stone walls as you fled, your attackers right on your heels. Breath snagging in your throat, you twisted down an adjacent alley as fast as your legs would carry you, ducking and diving through the refuse and obstacles in your way. The problem? You had no clue where you were going.

And panic was a vicious enemy.

Tears blurred your vision, streaming freely down your cheeks as you fled. This was all one massive, terrible mistake. You’d been in the wrong place at the wrong time, and now your friends had paid dearly for it. You most likely would as well - lost and panicked, shot and left for dead in a gutter.

One wrong turn led to another, and fear struck you in relentless waves when the scent of brackish saltwater and sewage wafted past your nose.

You couldn’t stop. Wouldn’t stop. Even if you didn’t have a reason to keep living. Something inside you, a traitorous defiance, refused to give up so easily. Your friends were mostly likely dead…no, not most likely. Definitely. The acidic tang of loss welled in your throat, but you pushed on. There was nothing you could do for them now.

You spun around a corner, and your heart plummeted. A dock awaited you, the end a high wooden planked wall meant to shield from the churning waves. A massive building towered above to the right, shattered glass windows glinting in the moonlight, resembling a million eyes watching your every move. Chills skittered down your spine.

Your legs tried to lock in place, but angry shouts behind sprung you back into action. Heart pounding in your ears, you bolted down the pier, footsteps pounding on rotting wood. There had to be a way out, a chance to slip away. Perhaps there was another path behind the building…

You spun around a stack of craters three times your height, and slammed into something solid. Metal. Unforgivable. You fell to the ground with a sharp cry, the peeling wood biting into your palms. Had they already caught up to you?

Thunder rumbled like an angry roar, and as you looked up, lighting split across the sky, revealing an armored figure standing before you.

A mandalorian.

Horror unlike anything you’d ever felt before, even despite your current situation, flooded your veins as that t-visored helm tilted down, regarding you in deadly silence. It only took one more flicker of lighting to see the colors, the battle damage, and the markings to know this wasn’t just any Mandalorian…

Shit. This day was just getting worse and worse by the second. You’d know him anywhere, the hunter before you. Everyone in the resistance did.

Boba Fett.

You weren’t sure if he was here for you. It was possible, you supposed, but the armored figure before you didn’t move, nor did he speak. A heavy tension hung in the air, interrupted by vulgar shouts that grew ever closer.

In your panic, knowing your end was near, you did the first thing that popped into your terrified mind. The first stupid, desperate thing.

“Please take me. I’ll be your bounty, anything…” you swallowed hard when the helmet tilted further, slightly to the side, and you had the distinct feeling your life was being weighed, assessed for its value. Your voice cracked like a squeaky hinge, softer than you’d expected. “I’ll do anything. Anything at all. They…murdered my friends. Don’t let them kill me, I beg of you-”

A hand suddenly gripped your shoulder, yanking you to your feet. The force of the assault pulled you backward, and you screamed, swinging a hand at your attacker.

The Twi’lek gripped your arm and swung, his fist slamming right into your left eye. He released you, and you stumbled backward, shoulders slamming into the crates.

“Thought you’d give us the slip, huh?” His voice was laden with sarcasm as he approached, headtails whipping in the harsh wind. “Well, you’re wrong.”

Eye tearing up from the punch, you slid along the crates and to the wall, looking for any way out. More walls met your gaze, tall and unforgiving. You flung a frantic gaze to where you’d seen Fett, but saw only shadows. You should have known he’d leave you for dead. It was a foolish, desperate request, borne from the mind of someone who knew they were going to die.

You looked back at the man, and saw that four more now stood with him, brandishing blasters and vibroblades.

“Sorry, but you’re a witness. Can’t have those running amok.” The Twi’lek approached, weapon gleaming in the moonlight.

Your blood turned ice as he lunged. You twisted out of the way, trying to run back the way you’d come. The Twi’lek grabbed your hair, pulling you backward. You twisted and bit his arm, kicking at his groin. He cursed, the knife flashed…

Pain arced across the left side of your face, hot blood pouring into your already injured eyebrow from the open wound. Shaking, a whimper emitting from your chapped lips, and you staggered backward, legs buckling as you were once again backed to the wall. You dropped to your knees, tears streaming down your face. You pressed your left hand over your eye, blood already pooling around your fingers. Thunder rumbled above, and your attacker approached, vibroblade held ready in his hand.

“No more trouble, now, and I’ll let you die quickly after we’ve had a little fun.”

He stood above you, raising his blade…

And then a deep, rich voice that could give the best spotchka a run for its money made the man freeze in his tracks.

“Well, well, what have we here?”

The Twi’lek slowly turned, vibroblade dropping just a tad. His body blocked your view, but you heard spurred footsteps as someone new approached. The men didn’t utter a word. Fear permeated the air.

“Seems you’ve cornered something that isn’t yours.” The voice was cool, confident, in control. “She has a bounty. It’s mine.”

“A bounty? On her? Not that I’m arguing with you, Fett. It’s just…she’s not...” Her attacker’s cocky tone was gone, replaced with barely concealed dread.

“I won’t ask again.” The voice you now knew to be Fett’s was cutting, nearly a growl. A warning.

“She’s a witness…surely you understand…” The Twi’lek sheathed his vibroblade with quivering fingers, voice nearly shaking. “I’ll personally pay her bounty if you let us dispose of her for you. I’d say that’s a fair deal considering the circumstances. Besides, the boys wanted to have a little fun with her before we, you know…”

Horror flooded through you, followed by rage. Panic and terror kept your lips locked, but you stammered, hands clenched to shaking fists.

“Is that so?” The voice grew louder, nearly a purr over the thunder, punctuated by the staccato beat of spurred boots approaching.

The man hastily stepped aside as the now familiar armored figure approached, once again illuminated by the lightning threading the roiling sky.

Boba Fett, the notorious bounty hunter spoken of in terrified whispers, in the flesh like a nightmare made real, stood before you. Rain pattered off his helmet, dripping to the ground like blood.

“Well…” his voice rumbled through you, and she shivered. “Answer me truthfully.”

Without warning, he knelt so he was eye-level with you. When he spoke, his voice hummed with barely concealed fury.

“Which one did this to you?”

You blinked, shock rippling down your spine. You winced, touching your split eyebrow and looking at him in question. He nodded, and for some reason, you didn’t hesitate. You spoke lowly, terrified that the Twi’lek would hear and hurt you again.

“He did…”

Boba nodded, the movement quick and cutting.

Fett stood directly in front of you and turned to face your attacker. The Twi’lek hesitantly watched, clearly unaware of your exchange. Heart hammering in your chest, you watched the events unfold, wondering if you even had a chance of surviving this.

“Run along now.” Fett didn’t step away from you, yet his voice had taken a far more sinister tone. “She’s mine.”

Chills ran down your spine renewed. Did you actually have a price over your head? If so, your day just went from terrible to infinitely worse. He would most likely kill you, or whisk you away to a fate worse than death….

“Fett, I’m not letting you…”

Blaster fire echoed over the pier, cutting his words off short. You closed your eyes, expecting to feel the pain of the bolt blossom in your chest…

A loud thump broke through your panic, and you slowly opened her eyes to see the Twi’lek lying on the deck, blood already pooling around his body. His men cursed, turning tail and running away without another word. The head of the snake had been severed.

Silence fell on the pier, save for the flashing lighting and rumbling thunder.

Your eye stung, and you covered it with your hand again, shaking in terror as Boba Fett turned to face you, smoke still curling from the barrel of his blaster. That cutting, unseen gaze locked on you, expression hidden. All was silent and empty on the pier save for you both.

And now, Fett would have no witnesses when he disposed of you.

You flinched when Fett lowered the blaster, but instead of firing, he holstered the weapon with a snap. He knelt again, and you couldn’t help but try to scoot away. The wall blocked any chance of escape; solid and formidable behind you, but nowhere near as formidable as the person before you. Would he torture you? Throw you into the sea?

When he spoke, confusion and fear flooded through you in waves.

“You’re coming with me.”

This isn’t finished, and there will be much more to come! Tagging the Boba Besties in case you’re interested!

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