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Clan of Three - Chapter 7

Chapter Seven: Redemption

Plot: A Mandalorian, an infant with a history of the jedi, and a teenager with similar powers with an undiscovered lineage. An unlikely group to travel the galaxy together.

Word Count: 6.3K

Pairing: Father Figure!Din Djarin x Platonic!Teen!Reader

Warnings: fighting/violence, injuries, angst, Moff Gideon (he deserves his own warning), sadness like so much

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“You may think you have some idea of what you are in possession of, but you do not.” He speaks up again and Mando yells back into the comm.

“Kuiil, are you back on the ship yet? They're onto us! Kuiil, come in!” Mando yells as nothing comes through on your end.

“In a few moments, they will be mine.” The man calls out.

“Kuiil! Do you copy? Kuiil!” Mando can’t ignore the fear in his chest, if they get the child and with how many enemies were out there they would get you as well.

“They mean more to me than you will ever know.”

You feel a tightness in your chest feeling the loss and feeling of failure…Kuiil.

“Kuiil! Are you there? Come in, Kuiil….Kuiil, come in. Do you copy? Kuiil? Kuiil!”

The cantina is littered with imperial bodies as a former magistrate, a shock trooper, and a Mandalorian all together to protect a child and a girl who have extraordinary powers.

“Is there another way out?” Cara asks peeking out the window at the large platoon of troopers and this imperial warlord.

“No, that's it,” Greef says looking around the whole cantina their only way out is the two doors leading outside.

“What about the sewers?” Mando says and you look over at him,

“Sewers?” You ask and he nods beginning to look around.

“The Mandalorians have a covert down in the sewers. If we can get down there, they can help us escape.” He explains searching for an access point to the sewers.

“Yeah, sewers are good,” Greef says happy for this new piece of news before looking out the window with Cara on the other side. “What the hell are they waiting for?” He asks and you peek over seeing them bring out a giant weapon in large cases.

“Hold up. They're setting up an E-Web.” Cara says fear clear in her voice, “It's over.”

“I found the sewer vent,” Mando calls out and you and Cara come over moving the seat that is blocking the gated vent.

“Let's get the hell out of here,” Cara says trying to pull the grate off the vent but with no luck.

“It's assembled! How long until that thing's cleared?” Greef yells back, “Blow it.”

Mando’s hands move to his belt finding no charges, “I'm out of charges.”

“Get out of the way!” Cara pushes him aside using the large weapon she brought to shoot down the vent, you cover your face from the bright light and the sounds could be heard from outside.

“Your astute panic suggests that you understand your situation. I would prefer to avoid any further violence, and encourage a moment of consideration,” The imperial warlord shouts out as you all pause, “Members of my escort have completed the assembly of an E-Web heavy repeating blaster. If you are unfamiliar with this weapon, I am sure that Republican Shock Trooper Carasynthia Dune of Alderaan will advise you that she has witnessed many of her ranks vaporize mid-descent facing the predecessor of this particular model.”

Your head snaps over looking at Cara as she hears personal details of her life called out, as the man continues to speak, “Or perhaps the decommissioned Mandalorian hunter, Din Djarin, has heard the songs of the Siege of Mandalore when gun outfitted with similar ordnance laid waste to fields of Mandalorian recruits in The Night of a Thousand Tears.” You look over at Mando who is frozen staring out and you felt an entire door of information open up…you knew his name. After weeks of being with him, something as simple as a name you never learned. He was the Mandalorian, the bounty hunter, or Mando…but you heard his name. Din Djarin.

“Y/n L/n I know you’re in there as well. A thief on Tatooine but you are far more important to me than anything in the galaxy. I know more about you than you know about yourself…you have a much more important role in this than you think you do. Information I know about you…your family…your bloodline can shift the roles. That can alter your dear Mandalorian’s Creed.” The man says and you can feel the stares from the three adults especially the burning one from Mando’s. You couldn’t be more confused with his words…you had no importance in the galaxy than the simple power you had. Your family was nothing..you were nothing.

“I advise disgraced Magistrate Greef Karga to search the wisdom of his years and urge you to lay down your arms and come outside. The structure you are trapped in will be razed in short order and your storied lives will come to an unceremonious end.” He says and you see Greef look away from you before shouting out.

“What do you propose?”

“Reasonable negotiation.” The warlord calls out and Greef scoffs,

“What assurance do you offer?”

The man's voice echoes into the cantina, “If you're asking if you can trust me, you cannot. Just as you betrayed our business arrangement, I would gladly break any promise and watch you die at my hand. I will act in my own self-interest, which at this time involves your cooperation and benefit. I will give you until nightfall, and then I will have the E-Web cannon open fire.” You all look at each other taking in his words before Greef speaks up.

“I say we hear him out.”

“The minute we open that door, we're dead,” Cara says and Greef snaps back,

“We're dead if we don't. At least out there, we've got a shot.” Greef says and Cara is fearful but also filled with anger.

“That's easy for you to say. I'm a Rebel Shock Trooper. They'll upload me to a Mind Flayer.” She says and Greef gives her a look.

“Those aren't real. That was just wartime propaganda.”

“I don't care to find out. I'm shooting my way out of here.” Cara says cocking back her gun before turning to Mando, “What about you, Mando?”

“I know who he is. It's Moff Gideon.” He says and the two adults look almost shocked while you were confused.

“Who?” You ask and Cara is almost in disbelief, “No. Moff Gideon was executed for war crimes.”

“It's him. He knew my name.” Mando says and Greef looks over at him trying to understand what that proves, “So? What does that prove?”

“I haven't heard that name spoken since I was a child,” Mando says

“On Mandalore?” Greef says and Mando shakes his head,

“I was not born on Mandalore.” “But you're a Mandalorian,” Greef asks and Cara explains,

“Mandalorian isn't a race.”

“It's a Creed.” Mando says, “I was a foundling. They raised me in the Fighting Corps. I was treated as one of their own. When I came of age, I was sworn to the Creed. The only record of my family name was in the registers of Mandalore. Moff Gideon was an ISB Officer during the purge. That's how I know it's him. That's how he knows who we all are.”

“He says he needs us, which means the child got away safely.” Greef says trying to shed some good fortune, “I was worried when the Ugnaught didn't respond, but if they'd captured the kid, we'd already be dead.”

“Mando..” You whisper looking at him and he recognizes the look on your face, the self-sacrifice is written all over your face.

“No. no, you’re not doing that kid.” He says shaking your head and you step towards him making him look at you.

“You guys are going to get yourselves killed protecting me. I won’t let your deaths rest on my conscience.” You start and Mando grabs your arms making you look at him.

“My job was to protect you, not let you do this self-sacrificing bullshit!” Mando shouts at you and you can feel the fear in both of you.

“He’s not going to stop coming after us! He knows too much about me…about all of us. I’m not going to let my life ruin yours and the rest of the Mandalorians.” You say looking straight at him and he wasn’t sure if he even had his helmet as you looked right into his eyes. “You have to let me go…” You say softly and he shakes his head the grip on your arms tightens.

“I won’t let you.” He says before grabbing his comm, “Come in, Kuiil. Kuiil?” Silence fills the air and the idea of your sacrifice grows more real to Din and he can feel the fear growing stronger. “Nothing. They might have jammed the link.”

“Kuiil has been terminated.” IG-11’s voice comes through the comm surprising you all,

“What did you do?” Mando says quickly and it almost sounds like the wind is coming from the other side of the comm. Were they on the ship heading far away from Nevarro?

“I am fulfilling my base function.” The droid responds.

“Which is?”

“To nurse and protect.” A low rumble fills the air before the sound of blaster fire enters the air.

“What was that?” Greef asks and you all peer out the window seeing the troopers turn from facing you to one of the pathways as the fighting grows closer. Appearing on a speeder bike two guns in his hands as he shoots down troopers and you see the child strapped to his chest.

“Cover me,” Cara says shooting her gun through the window and hitting some of the troopers down.

Greef rushes outside quickly firing at troopers and you move to go out when a hand latches on to your arm.

“Don’t do anything stupid,” Mando says holding onto your arm like it was a lifeline and you nod, pulling out your blaster.

“You don’t either.”

The two of you exit the cantina and are hurled into the fight. Dodging blaster fire overhead, shooting out troopers. Din stayed practically beside you as he fired out against some troopers quickly eliminating any that got near you. You provide cover fire to any coming at Mando’s blindspots. Arms wrap around your waist lifting you into the air and throwing you to the ground you kick your leg out hitting one of the death troopers and seeing two attack Mando. Rolling out of the way grabbing your blaster shooting them in the head as they collapse going to fire on the two attacking Mando but they are already shot down by Greef. Mando pulls you up to your feet as you shoot out at any troopers seeing IG-11 get hit in the leg still protecting the child but beginning to be overwhelmed. You see Mando go over to the E-web taking it off the stand firing it out at the large number of troopers attacking IG. They drop like flies as you fire at but they seemed to keep swarming you all. A shout comes from Mando and you look seeing him stumble forward and shot in the back of the head. Looking past him seeing Moff Gideon standing with his blaster pointing at Mando with a squad of troopers around him. Mando turns holding the e-web ready to fire and you see Gideon’s gaze move from the gun to the ammunition box before his blaster aims there.

“Mando!” You yell right as an explosion sends you flying back hitting the ground blacking out for a second and Mando is sent crashing into the ground with heavy force. A ringing fills your ears as your vision returns trying to push yourself up everything was bright and muted as the gunfire continues, looking forward to seeing Mando on the ground, you yell out though your voice doesn’t reach your ears. Scrambling towards him grabbing his shoulder trying to drag the armored man away from the gunfire. Everything was so quiet but loud at the same time as the blaster fire grows closer to you as Gideon’s troopers draw closer to you. With a yell, you throw your hand out and with a shockwave, the troopers are all sent flying back even Gideon is moved back. Hands grab you pulling you up and away from Mando and you see Cara run in grabbing him slinging him over her back bringing him inside, as Greef gives cover fire throwing you inside as well.

One door closes the other blown down as Gideon steps forward seeing the mass casualties on his end with only five people causing it, “Burn them out.” He growls.

“Stay with me, buddy. We're gonna get you out of here.” Cara's voice sounds muffled as you all barricade yourself by the sewer vent.

“This is our only path out. Can you clear it?” Greef says to IG-11 stepping forward to take the child when it points a blaster,

“If you go near this child, I will no choice but to kill you.” It says and Greef nods holding his hands up and stepping back.

“I understand. Can you do anything to move the grate?” He asks and IG nods its hand producing a small flame torch to carve its way through the metal.

You see Greef in front of you speaking to you but you shake your head not able to understand him, “Kid can you hear me?!” He says and you see him curse seeing the sight of blood coming from your ears. He holds your arms trying to speak slow enough for you to understand, “You are alright…kid just breathe.” You slightly read his lips seeing ‘breathe’ and you take in a gasp of air not realizing you were holding your breath. You look away from Greef seeing Cara trying to tend to Mando who is leaning against the chair on the floor, his shiny beskar armor was blacked with ash. While you weren’t caught in the explosion the shockwave had sent you flying back.

“Stay with me,” Cara says and Din slowly shakes his head his entire body screaming in pain but mainly his head.

“I'm not gonna make it. Go.” He says and Cara shakes her head reaching behind his head,

“Shut up. You just got your bell rung. You'll be fine.” Her blood runs cold seeing her hand come back red feeling the dampness of the cloth around his neck drenched with his blood.

“Leave me,” Din says and Cara is moving to his helmet trying to fix the injury on the back of his head,

“I'm gonna need to take this thing off.” He grabs her hands pulling them down,

“No. You leave me. You make sure the children are safe.” He says grabbing a necklace from under his clothes ripping it off his neck pressing it into her hands, “Here. When you get to the Mandalorian covert, you show them that. You tell them it's from Din Djarin. You tell them the foundlings were in my protection, and they'll help you.” She couldn’t hide the anger from her sadness come through,

“We can make it.” She says but Din had already given up. You look over as a red-striped trooper enters with a large flamethrower in their hand as the furniture towards the entrance is set ablaze. The ringing in your ears doesn’t cease as IG continues to burn a hole through the sewer vent Greef is standing up yelling at you all but everything was still muffled.

“Come on! Let's go!” You look over at Mando who wasn’t moving.

“Mando…we have to go,” You say unaware of your volume as you come to his side trying to pull him up but he isn’t budging. “Come on Mando, get up.” You pull him turning to Cara who is looking down at the gut-wrenching display. “Cara help me.” You say and you see her turn to Mando speaking to him but you still couldn’t hear them.

“I'm not gonna make it and you know it.” Din says looking at Cara who wanted to refuse this outcome, “You protect the children. I can hold them back long enough for you to escape. Let me have a warrior's death.”

“I won't leave you.” Cara grits out and they can feel the flames growing closer to them.

“This is the Way.”

You all look over when you feel the heat as the incinerator troop stands within the flames pointing the weapon at you sending a mass of flames. You hadn’t expected a wall to form in front of you all and you look down seeing the child holding his hand out. Pushing his hand out the flames shoot back at the trooper making the flamethrower explode killing him. You see the child slump from the exertion as IG-11 kicks the grate open.

“We have to move! Now!” Greef says trying to get you all to leave but you still are looking at Mando.

“Mando, get up we have to go.” You try pulling his arm before you move around to his shoulders to pull him up when your hands slip against something. Pulling back your heart grows cold seeing the red stain on your hands. You look at him and he sees the tears welling in your eyes. His head moves slightly while speaking but you shake your head.

“I...I can’t hear you.” You say your voice cracking looking at the defeated warrior, “Let me heal you..I-I can heal you.” Your voice shakes as you try reaching over to heal him the same way the child had but he pushes you back. He continues to speak to you as the flames roar behind you but your head shakes back and forth.

“I can’t hear you! Please just get up…get up Mando. We have to go.” Tears clean the dirt off your face and he softly reaches up wiping them off your face. “Get up Mando! You can’t leave me like this..you can’t.” Your head whips over to Cara who is looking down her heart breaking with each moment.

“Cara help me dammit!” You shout out seeing Cara look away and you look over at Greef who looks crushed but is still yelling at you guys. A hand grabs your face making you look back and you see Mando looking back at you and you can feel his emotions dripping through the beskar and leather covering his skin.

“Go.” He whispers knowing you weren’t going to hear him, “Leave Y/n you have to go.” You shake your head refusing whatever he had to say before he looks at Cara. She curses passing the child off to Greef and he quickly enters the tunnel.

“Escape and protect the children,” Din says to Cara as you continue begging him to get up. She steps forward looking at IG,

“I will stay with the Mandalorian.” The droid says and Cara glares at him,

“Promise me you'll bring him.” “You have my word.”

Cara looks away before grabbing your arm and pulling you up. “No what are you doing?! Cara let go of me. Mando get up! We have to go!” She begins pulling you towards the sewer vent, struggling slightly pulling you with one hand and the other holding her blaster. “Mando stop her! Please don’t leave me! Din! Get up, please! I don’t wanna go! Cara let go of me! Din! Din Please!” Your voice screams out your hand trying to reach out to him as his hand drifts off you falling to his side his heart crumbles watching you fight to stay with him as you’re pulled into the tunnels, him hearing your cries and shouts for him fade.

Tears blur your vision as you let Cara drag you through the tunnels reaching Greef and the child. She pulls out a bacta spray IG had given her, grabbing your face though not as tender as Mando was. She sprays the liquid into both of your ears wiping the blood off your ears your hands still stained with his blood as they shake. You had scuffs and slight cuts from the explosion but losing your hearing had been the main issue. You shove her away wanting to turn back and go back for him but this entire place was a maze and you hadn’t paid attention to where you went.

“You left him to die.” You hiss glaring at the two adults. Your eyes are bloodshot, your voice hoarse from your screams and cries but your hearing had returned slightly the bacta spray already working.

“We had no choice, we have to keep moving,” Cara says giving you a pitying look before looking forward, “Do you know which way to go?” Your heart broke with each step leading you deeper into the tunnels everything looking the same.

“No. I don't know these tunnels. I've only entered from the bazaar. Well, if we get the smell of sulfur and we follow it, it'll lead us up to the plains where the river flows.” Greefs explains holding the child in the pack,

“And the Imps will catch us before we make it to the ship.” Cara says as you turn down another hall the tunnels never-ending, “We need the Mandalorians to escort us to safety.” The sound of footsteps makes you all freeze each of your holding your blasters out ready to attack any troopers that followed after you. The sound of multiple footsteps grows closer and the three of you prepare to fight when the people that arrive make you drop your blaster rushing forward. Your body collides into Mando’s your arms wrapping around his waist tightly and his free hand rest on the back of your head keeping you close to him as he whispers words that you can’t understand. The beskar cold on your skin as tears falls down your face. You pull back looking up at him grateful to see his metal helmet, his rough gloves wipe away the tears on your face.

“I thought you were gone.” You cry and he shakes his head most of his weight on the droid and Cara comes over taking his other side.

“We have to keep moving.” Greef says having returned the child to IG-11.” You’re glued to Mando’s side Cara holding up most of his weight while you have a tight grip on his hand as you turn down another hall seeing more ways to go.

“Ugh, this place is a maze,” Greef says and Mando groans shrugging Cara off him, his footing is slightly stable but he stands tall pushing forward.

“Stop. I can stand.” “The bacta infusion is working,” IG-11 says and Mando steps forward you expect him to pull away from you but he squeezes your hand in reassurance as you continue walking you and Mando leading the way.

“I'll try to find tracks. We're close. Turn here.” You turn down a tunnel you all freeze seeing a pile resting in the middle of the hall. The two of you step forward and you could feel his grip on your hand tightens seeing what the pile was. Mandalorian helmets and armor were discarded and left behind. Had there been an attack? He kneels grabs a helmet looking at the dented protection. The symbol of his people…of his Creed.

“We should go..” Cara says seeing the tension coming off the Mandalorian witnessing this.

“You go. Take the ship. I can't leave it this way.” Mando shakes his head dropping the helmet to the pile before he whips around to Greef stalking towards him, “Did you know about this? Is this the work of your bounty hunters?”

“No. When you left the system and took the prize, the fighting ended and the hunters just melted away. You know how it is. They're mercenaries. They're not zealots.” Greef defends him with a shake of his head but Mando was fueled with rage for this massacre of his creed.

“Did you do this? Did you?” He grabs Greef by his shirt, “No!”

“It was not his fault,” A female’s voice calls out, and coming from a room another Mandalorian is standing there with a large cart beside her. “We revealed ourselves. We knew what could happen if we left the covert. The Imperials arrived shortly thereafter.” She points at the large pile of armor moving to put more in the cart, “This is what resulted.”

“Did any survive?” Mando asks and the woman shrugs walking into a room which you all follow, the heat from the large forge as she lifts the cart pouring them in as they quickly melt down,

“I hope so. Some may have escaped off-world.” She explains.

“Come with us.” Mando asks and she refused, “I will not abandon this place until I have salvaged what remains.” She continues to put more armor into the smelter as the beskar becomes liquid.

“Show me the ones whose safety deemed such destruction.” She says and you see Mando look at you as he grabs the child both of you stepping forward. You can feel her gaze piercing as she looks over the child, “These are the ones that you hunted, then saved?”

“Yes. The one that saved me.” Mando nods and the memory of first witnessing the child and its gift similar to yours with the mudhorn

“From the mudhorn?” The armorer says and Mando nods, “It looks helpless.”

“It's injured, but it is not helpless. Its species can move objects with its mind.” He explains. Was this the same with you, he never knew of humans on Tatooine that could do the same things you could do?

“I know of such things,” The armorer says looking over the child who looks up at her with wide eyes, “The songs of eons past tell of battles between Mandalore The Great, and an order of sorcerers called Jedi that fought with such powers.”

The Jedi…that was something you were familiar with, stories of them told to you through passing. Is that what you were meant to label yourself as?

“It is an enemy?” Mando asks looking at both you and the child.

“No. Its kind were enemies, but this individual is not.” She says before examining you and you could feel her gaze through the helmet covering her face, “And this one?”

“The same as the child...I’ve seen things the both of them can do.” Mando says and she steps forward leaning closer and you try not to lean away from her. Her presence felt heavy and could send fear into any person.

“Where are you from?” She asks looking closely at you.

“Tatooine.” “No.” You frown at her comment, but you were from Tatooine born and raised it was the only thing you knew. Her hand grabs your face tilting it around as you glance at Mando in confusion.

“Tatooine may be where you were born but your blood, that is not. Features old but familiar…qualities of those from Mandalore.” She says and the room grows deadly silent with her observation. You pull away giving her a look.

“I’m…I’m not. I’m not from Mandalore I’m from Tatooine.” You say trying to prove to them but also yourself. “My parents are from Tatooine…we all were from Tatooine.” You say but thinking deeply did you ever know your family? You had no grandparents and you never reached that age to ask deeply where your family was from. It was only the three of you on that desert planet. You were…you couldn’t be.

Information I know about you…your family…your bloodline can shift the roles. That can alter your dear Mandalorian’s Creed.

Gideon’s words ring in your head…was this what he meant. “What do I do with them,” Mando asks and the armorer moves to the forge,

“They are foundlings. By Creed, they are in your care.” She says moving around the forge and you watch the liquid beskar move through.

“You wish me to train them?”

“They are too weak. They would die. You have no choice. You must reunite them with their own kind.” The armorer says all this information is too much for both you and Mando,

“Where?”

“This, you must determine.” The armorer responds,

“You expect me to search the galaxy for the home of this creature and deliver it to a race of enemy sorcerers?” He incredulously asks and the Armorer repeats words you’ve heard many times.

“This is the Way.”

“Hey. These tunnels will be lousy with Imps in a matter of minutes. We should at least discuss an escape plan.” Cara says looking out into the hall.

“If you follow the descending tunnel, it will lead you to the underground river. It flows downstream toward the lava flats.” She points out the door with a large hammer of hers.

“I think we should go,” Greef says and you all prepare to leave but you see Mando not moving,

“I'm staying. I need to help her and I need to heal.” “Mando…”

“You must go,” The Armorer says pointing to the two of you, “Foundlings are in your care. By Creed, until it is of age or reunited with its own kind, you are as its father. This is the Way.” She says and she moves around her forge as you look at Mando…he was meant to be your father. Din was looking at you with the same look, he was a father now, especially a father or two. “You have earned your Signet. You are a clan of three.” She says holding a signet and fusing it to his right pauldron.

“Thank you.” Mando nods looking at the visible achievement, “I will wear this with honor.”

“We should go.” You say grabbing Mando’s hand and making him look at you and the child in IG’s arms.

“IG, please guard the outer hallway. A scouting party draws near.” The armorer says and IG nods removing the child from its arms and passing it off to Cara who fumbles to hold the child correctly. “Hang on. I don't do the baby thing.”

“I have one more gift for your journey. Have you trained in the Rising Phoenix?” She says moving behind the forge grabbing something and Mando nods,

“When I was a boy. Yes.”

“Then this will make you complete.” She says holding a completely beskar jetpack you look at it in awe and Mando thanks her, “When you have healed, you will begin your drills. Until you know it, it will not listen to your commands.” She finishes

“I understand.” The sound of gunfire fills the hall and you all turn weapons ready but when one set of footsteps appears turns out to be IG-11.

“You are protected.”

“More will come. You must go.” She says and Mando looks over at her,

“Come with us.”

His mentor shakes her head, “My place is here. Restock your munitions,” She points over to a table and Mando moves to grab more charges and anything else he might need as she passes the jetpack to IG, “IG, carry this for Din Djarin until he is well enough to wear it. Now, go. Down to the river and across the plains. Be safe on your journey.” Your hand grabs Mando’s leading him out the door as he looks back one last time. A place he had called home, every memory of it.

“Thank you.”

Following her directions you find yourself in front of a stream of lava, it slowly flows down a river. “This is the lava river,” Greef says with a boat in front of you.

“The ferry droid is fried.” You say pointing at the droid covered in hardened magma.

“Yeah, but if we push the boat out, we can get it to float downstream,” Greef says and he and Mando push against it trying to get it to budge. This must have not been used in years, the stone hardened together. “Push!”

“Come on! What're you doing?” Mando gives Greef a look as they fail at moving it.

“Let's try this. Push!” Greef says the two push again and Cara steps forward.

“Hold him,” She passes the child off to IG grabbing her blaster, “You guys mind getting out of the way?” After a lot of blaster fire the rock crumbles and with a kick the boat is pushed into the river.

“Oh! Good job.” Greef says as you all begin to climb on.

“Watch your feet. It's molten lava.” IG says the joke not landing well. “No kidding.”

Suddenly behind you what was supposed to be a fried droid rises the hardened rock falling off it as it speaks to you all “I don't suppose anybody here speaks droid?” You say looking at them,

“I believe he is asking where we would like to go,” IG says translating for you all.

“Downriver. To the lava flat.” Greef says and the droid brings up a large staff beginning to steer you down the molten river. Looking over at the bay noticing small creatures run along the rock formations as you continue moving downstream. Further, ahead you see what looks like the exit daylight shining through.

“That's it. We're free!” Greef says and you feel relief fill your body. You see Mando staring further out before shaking his head, “No. No, we're not. Stormtroopers. They're flanking the mouth of the tunnel. It looks like an entire platoon. They must know we're coming.” Mando explains having used his helmet scanner.

“Stop the boat.” Cara turns to the droid but it ignores her, “Hey, Droid, I said stop the boat. Hey! I'm talking to you. I said stop!” She whips out her blaster shooting it in the head it collapses but the boat continues to move.

“We're still moving,” Greef says and you all look forward to the slowly approaching entrance.

“Looks like we fight.” You say pulling out your blaster

“There are too many.” Mando shakes his head and you give him a look,

“Then what do you suggest? 'Cause I can't surrender.” Cara says

“They will not be satisfied with anything less than the children.” IG says looking at you and the child resting in its arms, “This is unacceptable. I will eliminate the enemy and you will escape.”

“You don't have that kind of firepower, pal. You wouldn't even get to daylight.” Mando says and IG just looks at him.

“That is not my objective.”

“We're getting close. Saddle up.” Greef yells out as you draw closer.

“I still have the security protocols from my manufacturer. If my designs are compromised, I must self-destruct.” IG explains and Mando is confused.

“What're you talking about?”

“I am not permitted to be captured. I must be destroyed.” IG says as the mouth is only getting closer.

“Mando…” You yell out to him as he keeps arguing with IG.

“I can no longer carry this for you. Nor can I watch over the children.” IG places the child down as well as puts down the jetpack that was gifted to Mando.

“Wait. You can't self-destruct. Your base command is to watch the kids. That supersedes your manufacturer's protocol, right?” Mando says thinking of the change in protocol.

IG nods knowing its programming explicitly, “Right? This is correct.”

“Good. Now, grab a blaster and help us shoot our way out.” Mando says but IG continues to disagree.

“Victory through combat is impossible. We will be captured. The children will be lost. Sadly, there is no scenario where the children are saved, in which I survive.” IG says and Mando shakes his head trying to come up with a new idea.

“Listen, you're not going anywhere. We need you. Let's just come up with a…”

“Please tell me the children will be safe in your care. If you do so, I can default to my secondary command.” IG cuts him off and you can hear the lingering sadness in his voice.

“But you'll be destroyed.” “And you will live, and I will have served my purpose.”

“No. We need you.” Mando says and IG looks over him almost examining,

“There is nothing to be sad about. I have never been alive.”

Mando looks away rejecting the claim. “I'm not sad.

“Yes, you are. I'm a nurse droid. I've analyzed your voice.” IG says before stepping towards the edge and climbing over its legs sink into the lava as it begins to move forward ahead of you.

“IG? What're you doing?”

You see the droid reach the mouth of the river seeing troopers surrounding it as it begins to beep, “Manufacturer's protocol dictates I cannot be captured. I must be destroyed.” A bright explosion fills the mouth of the river and you shield your eyes as IG destroys himself to neutralize the platoon. The boat slowly exits the river your weapons ready for any leftover Imps but everyone was dead taken down by IG. The loud screech of a TIE fighter appears over the ridge.

“Moff Gideon!” Cara yells out as it draws closer to you all of you shooting out at it your blasters missing their speed. It fires hitting part of the ground one round of bolts heads straight for the boat when they freeze in mid-air the energy pulsing in the air. The three adults look over at the child expecting it to be using his powers when Din sees you holding your hand out it shakes slightly holding back the full energy.

“Kid!” He goes to move to you.

“Don’t!” You yell making him stop in place, you grit your teeth as the bolt moves slightly closer and you focus harder on keeping it back, “Don’t touch me. You gotta get out of here…I don’t know how long I can hold this back.”

“I’m not leaving you, kid,” Mando says and your gaze is hardened on the bolt.

“Our blasters are useless against him. He’s going to come back,” Cara says and if you were struggling on holding this one back how would you for another attack?

“Let's make the baby do the magic hand thing. Come on, baby! Do the magic hand thing.” Greef says and the child does nothing but coos looking back. “I'm out of ideas.” Din looks at you struggling to keep this attack from hitting them and the sound of the Tie fighter returning.

“I'm not,” Din says stepping forward and grabbing the jetpack slinging it onto his back pressing a button on his wrist the jetpack igniting.

“Here he comes!” Cara yells out firing her gun at Gideon. You glance over seeing him heading straight at you putting two hands out holding back this energy. You weren’t going to be able to stop this attack.

“Just get out of here!” You yell sweat beading on your forehead from the energy running through your body the adrenaline making your blood pump faster.

“Stay focus kid!” Din yells out shooting straight into the air before the TIE fighter flies past him, latching his grappling cable to it he’s pulled further into the air. Using a boost of the jetpack he lands on the roof of the cockpit looking down and seeing Moff Gideon looking up at him. Firing trying to break through the glass he jerks the ship sending Din rolling off and he grabs one of the wings. The wind and speed almost throw him off as he grabs a detonator activating it but it flies out of his hand as Gideon spins around to shake him off. Clutching onto the ship he grabs at his belt grabs two detonators and slaps to the left joint the rapid beeping going off as he lets go.

“You guys get out of here!” You yell at Cara and Greef as they grab the child getting away from the boat and you feel your focus slipping as the bolt grows closer.

“Kid I need you to trust me and let go.” You hear Mando’s voice comes through your comm and you look down for a second shrieking slightly as the bolt grows closer to you, feeling its heat and energy just feet away. You don’t get to think as you feel hands wrap around your back and legs as you’re scooped into the air your concentration breaking as the bolt slams into the boat exploding it. Looking up seeing Mando hold you as both of you land on the ground in front of Greef and Cara. He puts you down your arms shaking slightly your heart racing. You felt such a large rush of that feeling that you felt like you were on something.

“That was impressive, Mando. Very impressive. It looks like your Guild rates have just gone up. Same with you Y/n.” Greef says.

“Any more stormtroopers?” Mando asks and Greef shakes his head,

“I think we cleaned up the town. I'm thinking of staying around just to be sure.”

“You're staying here?” You ask the feeling waning off the tingling sensation in your body fading.

“Well, why not? Nevarro is a very fine planet. And now that the scum and villainy have been washed away, it's very respectable again.” Greef explains, while you had only known it for the empire’s control you could only hope he did well with it.

“As a bounty hunter hive?” Mando gives him and look and Greef grins,

“Some of my favorite people are bounty hunters. And perhaps, this specimen of a soldier might consider joining our ranks.” He looks over at Cara who doesn’t seem that opposed.

“Yeah. I've got some clerical concerns regarding my chain code.”

“And if you would agree to become my enforcer, clerical concerns would be the least of your worries. But you, my friend, will be welcome back into the Guild with open arms. So, go off, enjoy yourself. And when you're ready to return, you will have the pick of all quarries.” Greef suggests and Cara nods accepting his proposal and Greef turns to Mando.

“I'm afraid I have more pressing matters at hand.” He declines his offer referencing the two of you as Cara hands you the child.

“Take care of this little one.” Cara says stroking the child’s ear as it lets out a giggle, she looks over at you clapping your shoulder, “Stay safe kid.” You nod adjusting your hold on the child.

“Or maybe, they'll take care of you.” Greef teases as Mando shakes hands with Cara and Greef. He comes over to you and you nod ready to go, he scoops you and the child into his arms activating his jetpack and heading off leaving the two behind.

Mando kneels resting the goggles that belong to Kuiil on the small grave made as the three of you look on before you head to the Crest getting ready to leave Nevarro. Mando situates the child in its pram as you strap yourself into your seat. Fixing his small cloak he feels something with the child pulling out the small mythosaur necklace. ”What do you got there? I didn't think I'd see this again. Why don't you hang onto that?” He tucks the necklace back with the child while starting up the ship.

“Din..” You call out to him and he turns surprised hidden under his mask. It felt unusual hearing his actual name coming from some. That name hadn’t been spoken in years but coming from you he only felt comfort and warmth. He was a clan leader now, these two his children, and he as their father.

“Yeah, kid..” He asks and you look at him the stress and relief clean from your face you looked truly calm.

“Thank you…for everything.” You say looking at him and Mando…Din looks back at you before nodding.

“Thank you too.” He says before facing forward as you leave Nevarro’s atmosphere beginning your new adventure. A Mandalorian, an infant with a history of the Jedi, and another teenager with similar powers but an undiscovered lineage. To find the Jedi and find the truth of her bloodline. It was just the first step of everything the Mandalorian, Din Djarin was to learn.

Jawas with their sandcrawler salvage parts to trade from a wrecked TIE fighter, the parts going to be valuable and expensive. A laser pierces through the metal frightening the creatures as they scramble away a hole is cut through appearing a man, with dark imperial clothes flows in the wind. In his hands a blade that glows a deep black almost sucking any light near it to darkness, power, and authority exuding off the weapon. He looks out into the plains his victory in the battle lost but this was only the beginning of a war.

A/N: That's the end of the first season of Clan of Three. It's been so much fun writing this story and with season three out it makes it even more exciting. Only one more episode left in season three ahhh! Can't wait to release season two of this story!

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Clan of Three (Book 1) Chapter Fourteen

Father Figure! Mandalorian/Din Djarinx Teen! Reader

Chapter Fourteen: The Moff

Summary: The Moff makes his move against Mando and his foundlings, and they are forced to fight their way to freedom.

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The Moff stood with his squadron of flame-thrower armed troopers and blaster-armed troopers before the bar where the Cara, Mando, (Y/N), and Karga were hiding.

“Is there another way out?” asked Cara.

“No, that’s it,” said Karga.

“What about the sewers?” suggested Mando.

“Sewers?” asked Karga in confusion.

“The Mandalorians have a covert down in the sewers,” said Mando. “If we get down there, they can help us escape.”

“Yeah. Sewers are good,” agreed Cara instantly, and (Y/N) nodded emphatically.

“Checking for access points,” ordered Mando, flicking a button on his gauntlet for his helmet.

“What are they waiting for?” muttered (Y/N), glancing out at the Modf and his men. Something was happening. Several stormtroopers were setting a large box on the ground and opening it up. “Kriff,” cursed (Y/N) as they saw the troopers setting up a large blaster. Their mind flashed the their farm and the villages around them, the runs and screams from terrible blaster fire.

“They’re setting up an E-Web,” realized Cara, huffing.

“It’s over…” murmured Karga.

“I found the sewer vent,” said Mando.

“Let’s get the hell out of here,” said Cara.

Mando grabbed (Y/N) and pulled them with him to some corner lounge seats. He pulled the chairs from the wall to reveal the metal vent of the sewer. Outside the bar, the stormtroopers had nearly finished setting up the E-Web while Mando and Cara pulled at the grate.

“It’s assembled!” warned Karga. “How long until that thing’s cleared?!”

“Can we blow it?” asked (Y/N).

“I’m out of charges,” said Mando.

“Get out of the way!” announced Cara, hoisting her large gun up and fired through the vent. She then kicked at the grate, but it didn’t budge.

“Your astute panic suggests that you understand your situation,” drawled the Moff from outside. “I would prefer to avoid any further violence and encourage a moment of consideration.

“Members of my escort have completed assembly of an E-Web heavy repeating blaster. If you are unfamiliar with this weapon, I am sure that Republican Shock Trooper Carasynthia Dune of Alderaan will advise you that she has witnessed many of her ranks vaporize mid-descent facing the predecessor of this particular model.

“Or perhaps the decommissioned Mandalorian hunter, Din Djarin, has heard the songs of the Siege of Mandalore, when gunships outfitted with similar ordnance laid waste to fields of Mandalorian recruits in The Night of a Thousand Tears,” continued the Moff.

(Y/N) was distracted from the revelation of Mando’s name by the gruesome pictures the Moff was painting in the minds of all present.

“Perhaps even (Y/N) of the Hilo Clan has witnessed its destruction firsthand in the raids of Ushti,” said the Moff.

(Y/N) swallowed hard as the memories of seeing the fires of the villages of Ushti, the marketplaces that were a place of peace and trade turned to ash, the run to their home, the hope that their little farm would be spared and overlooked—it all swept through (Y/N)’s mind in a moment.

“I advise disgraced Magistrate Greef Karga to search the wisdom of his years and urge you all to lay down your arms and come outside,” said the Moff darkly. “The structure you are trapped in will be razed in short order, and I shall take my assets, and your storied lives will come to an unceremonious end.”

“What do you propose?” called Karga, trying to stall.

“Reasonable negotiation,” said the Moff.

Karga scoffed but called out again. “What assurance do you offer?”

“If you’re asking if you can trust me, you cannot,” said the Moff.

No kidding, thought (Y/N).

“Just as you betrayed our business arrangement, I would gladly break any promise and watch you die at my hand,” said the Moff. “The assurance I give is this: I will act in my own self-interest, which at this time involves your cooperation and benefit. I will give you until nightfall, and then I will have the E-Web cannon open fire.”

“I say we hear him out,” said Karga.

“Are you crazy? He’ll kill you all, and then I’ll be stuck with him,” said (Y/N) angrily.

Cara nodded and crossed her arms angrily. “They’ll hook me up to a Mind Flayer for being a Rebel.” She glanced at Mando. “Who knows what they do to Mandalorians.”

“Mind Flayers were just wartime propaganda,” argued Karga.

“I’m don’t care to find out. I’m shooting my way outta here,” said Cara fiercely.

(Y/N) groaned angrily at the idiotic idea and turned to Mando. “Mando, what about you?”

“I know who he is,” said Mando. “It’s Moff Gideon.”

(Y/N) furrowed their brow. They had heard the Client speaking to a Moff Something-or-Other, but that was all, and the name Gideon had no significance with them. Judging by the reactions of Karga and Cara, however, he was an infamous name.

“No,” said Cara. “Moff Gideon was executed for war crimes.”

“It’s him. He knew my name,” said Mando.

“So? What does that prove?” asked Karga.

“I haven’t heard that name spoken since I was a child,” said Mando evenly.

“On Mandalore?” questioned Karga.

“I was not born on Mandalore.”

“But you’re a Mandalorian,” said Karga in confusion.

“You were a foundling,” said (Y/N) in understanding.

Mando nodded. Like (Y/N), the Mandalorians had found him and raised him as one of their own. (Mando wasn’t raising (Y/N), but they were a foundling to him nonetheless, and he was teaching them. He supposed raising them wouldn’t be far off…)

“Mandalorian isn’t a race,” he said. “It’s a Creed. (Y/N) is right. I was a foundling. They raised me in the Fighting Corps. I was treated as one of their own. When I came of age, I was sworn to the Creed. The only record of my family name was in the registers of Mandalore. Moff Gideon was an ISB Officer during the purge. That’s how I know it’s him. That’s how he knows who we all are.”

Mando grew even more somber. “He still needs us. If the Child was already caught, they’d just kill us and take (Y/N). So the kid must still be out there, even if Kuiil…is not.”

“Hail them again,” said Cara.

Mando raised the commlink. “Come in. Kid, anyone, come in.”

“They might have jammed the link by now,” said (Y/N). Still, they weren’t sure if the Child was safe. Sure, he wasn’t captured, even though Kuiil was dead, otherwise Mando would right, they’d be dead, but he probably wasn’t safe.

A soft coo came out of the commlink, and (Y/N) nearly smiled in relief. The Child was okay.

“Kuiil has been terminated,” said the mechanical voice of IG-11.

“What did you do?” demanded Mando.

“I am fulfilling my base function,” replied IG.

“Which is?” asked (Y/N)

“To nurse and protect,” said IG.

A moment later, the echo of blaster fire reverberated around the square. Cara, Mando, (Y/N), and Karga peered out and saw the stormtroopers were also looking around in confusion. That expression didn’t last long as several were gunned down and ran over as a speeder, well, sped through their ranks. IG, with the Child in a satchel around his chest, leapt from the back of the speeder and let it explode against a building and take down more stormtroopers.

“Cover me,” ordered Mando.

Cara vaulted over the bar and began raining fire from her blaster down on the disorganized ranks of Gideon. Mando let the door of the bar slid open and began his attack. Karga and (Y/N) (who Mando would probably yell at to be careful if he wasn’t busy) were right behind them. While Mando and Karga handled the troopers going against them, (Y/N) fired at the enemies preparing to shoot down Mando or Karga. When one stormtrooper rushed them, they turned and shot. Another tried to grab at them (his blaster gone in the fight), but (Y/N) spun their dagger around and stabbed before kicking him and shooting.

“Get down!” shouted Mando, and (Y/N) and Karga dropped. Mando, wielding the E-Web, began disintegrating the stormtroopers still standing.

A charge blast disrupted the battlefield as the troopers blasted the bar door. It luckily didn’t completely break, but they managed to slip in. The explosion through Cara across the bar. Luckily, she recovered and ducked behind the bar as stormtroopers attacked. She took a single deep breath to gain her bearings before firing back at the troopers.

(Y/N) felt a small tug on their attention, and unbidden, they turned. They saw Gideon lifting his blaster to hit Mando. (Y/N) reacted on instinct, jumping forward and pushing Mando out of the way as Gideon fired. The shot zipped past (Y/N), the energy burning at their arm, but they gritted their teeth and took it.

Mando tugged them behind him as he picked up the E-Web again to fire at Gideon. The Moff reacted quicker, however, and fired at the cannister of charges beside Mando. The explosion threw him and (Y/N) to the ground. (Y/N) was saved from the major damage since Mando and his beskar armor were in front of them, but Mando didn’t move where he fell on the ground.

“Mando!” cried (Y/N), coughing against the smoke and fighting the cuts and bruises paining them. They scrambled to Mando’s side. As Gideon and his men approached, (Y/N) fired at them with their blaster. They wouldn’t leave Mando there to die, they wouldn’t. “Don’t get near him!” they shouted, and on instinct, they thrust out a hand. A few stormtroopers were knocked backwards, and Gideon’s eyes widened with both surprise and an eager anticipation of what he could do with such power.

Behind (Y/N), Cara emerged from the bar to assist with IG and Karga’s cover fire. She ran to (Y/N) and Mando. “We have to get back to the bar,” she said quickly, taking ahold on Mando’s torso.

(Y/N) nodded and continued firing at Gideon’s men as Cara dragged Mando into the bar. IG and Karga backed in after them. IG shut the bar door quickly.

“Burn them out. We’ll recover the Ushti while the others die,” commanded Gideon.

Inside the bar, (Y/N) nervously hovered near Mando as Cara set him down against a wall. “Stay with us, Mando,” they said. “Stay with us.”

Karga gestured to the sewer vent. “This is our only path out. Can you clear it?”

IG placed the Child down on the ground, still in its satchel, and approached. “If you go near this child or the adolescent, I will have no choice but to kill you.”

“I understand!” cried Karga. “Now can you do anything to move the grate?”

“Yes, of course,” said IG. With a fine lazer, he began cutting through the grate.

“I’m not gonna make it,” groaned Mando. He was badly injured. “(Y/N), you have to go.”

(Y/N) glared at him. “No! You’re gonna be fine. You’re gonna be fine!” They reached out to try the trick they and the Child had used on Karga, but they pulled their hands back suddenly as blood spread over them.

“We have to take this thing off,” said Cara.

“No. You leave me,” said Mando to Cara. “You make sure the kids are safe.” He looked at (Y/N), pulled a necklace with a signet off from his neck, and pressed it into their hand. “When you get to the Mandalorian covert, you show them that. You tell them it’s from Din Djarin. You tell them you and the Child are foundlings are under my protection, and they’ll help you.”

(Y/N) felt their breathing quicken anxiously as they realized they were losing someone again. Their mother, their father, and now Mando. “I can’t just leave you. We can make it!”

“I’m not gonna make it, and you know it,” said Mando. It was a harsh truth, but Mando needed them to survive and get out of there. He couldn’t let them or the Child die. “I can hold them back long enough for you to escape, (Y/N). Let me have a warrior’s death.”

As if the situation couldn’t get more dire, a stormtrooper with a flamethrower fired. Flames blasted through the window of the bar, and the heat was stifling.

Still, (Y/N) held Mando’s arm tightly. “I won’t leave you. I’ll fight them all! I won’t leave you!”

“This is the way, Verd’ika,” said Mando softly, reached up to try to comfort them in some small way.

The flamethrower-armed stormtrooper stepped into the bar. He fired, and as deadly flames rushed towards the group, the Child raised his arms and closed his eyes. An invisible force pressed against the fire, keeping it back. (Y/N) thrust out their arm, their anger building like the flames before them. Their invisible force pushed the flames into the stormtrooper, killing him. The entire bar was left burning.

The Child sat down before tipping backwards and falling asleep as exhaustion overtook him. (Y/N) was left feeling the similar tiredness of the inexperience and need for strong emotions when using their strange abilities, but they fought it back. Their anger propelled them forward to keep fighting.

IG kicked the vent open, and Karga urged them all, “Come on! It’s open, let’s go!”

“Go. Go,” said Mando, trying to push (Y/N) to go. He needed them and the Child to survive. He wouldn’t forgive himself if anything happened to them.

“We have to move, now!” said Karga, entering the grate.

IG lifted the Child in his satchel and handed it to Cara. “Escape and protect the children. I will stay with the Mandalorian.” Cara nodded, cast a worried look a Mando, and held the Child close.

“Promise you’ll bring him,” said (Y/N) fiercely, unwilling to leave until they had that assurance.

“I will do as I was programmed to,” said IG.

(Y/N) looked down at Mando one last time before standing up and allowing Cara to guide them to the vent and climb through.

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Kuiil is gone and the child’s whereabouts are unknown. As you, Mando, Greef, and Cara are surrounded by the man named Moeff Gideon you all try to find a way to escape and defeat this Gideon.

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It fell silent in the cantina, no one moved. There wasn’t even movement outside. You could only hear the wind outside yet it was a small gust. “Is there another way out?” Cara asked looking around.

“No, that's it.” Greef answered looking at the door.

“What about the sewers? Sewers?” You asked looking outside yet again.

“The Mandalorians have a covert down in the sewers. If we can get down there, they can help us escape.” Din explained softly.

“Yeah, sewers are good.” Greef agreed looking at the crate.

“Trust in the force.” You snapped your head up looking around. Everything zoned out as you tuned in more. “Y/N trust in the force. Fight. Get the child.” You knew that voice.

“Master?” You whispered. But it was gone as fast as it appeared.

“They're setting up an E-Web.”

You popped up to see no shit a E-Web, you only heard stories when you hid from the Empire and the troopers talking about it. You leaning back down of the bar. “That’s not good.” You said looking at Din.

“It's over.” Cara noted leaning his head on the pillar.

“I found the sewer vent.” Greef said looking at the crate. “Let's get the hell out of here.”

We watched as she fiddled with gate. “It's assembled! How long until that thing's cleared?” You said watching as they mounted it.

“Blow it.”

“I’m out of charges.” Din said looking back.

“Get out of the way!” Cara yelled as she aimed at it and shot it.

“Your astute panic suggests that you understand your situation. I would prefer to avoid any further violence, and encourage a moment of consideration. Members of my escort have completed assembly of an E-Web heavy repeating blaster. If you are unfamiliar with this weapon, I am sure that Republican Shock Trooper Carasynthia Dune of Alderaan will advise you that she has witnessed many of her ranks vaporize mid-descent facing the predecessor of this particular model,” You looked at Cara and she looked actually terrified. You inhaled and looked back out. “ Or perhaps the decommissioned Mandalorian hunter, Din Djarin, has heard the songs of the Siege of Mandalore, when gunships outfitted with similar ordnance laid waste to fields of Mandalorian recruits in The Night of a Thousand Tears. Or the former padawan Y/N and L/N as she ran for her life during the rise of the Empire, after seeing her Master be gunned down by her own men.” You could feel eyes on you. You could remember it very well.

Captain Yull stood straight next to your Master as they overlooked the battle we just finished. The news was told that Maul was captured and Grevious was dead, soon the Separatists would fall as well. That’s when the force felt wrong, it was a shift in the air. You looked up at you Master for her look upset hurt, in pain. That’s when the nightmare began. You and your master tried to escape but before you could she got struck down by the clones. All you could do is watch as she yelled for you to run and not to stop. They were your friends. Now they are killers.

“I'm a Rebel Shock Trooper. They'll upload me to a Mind Flayer.” Cara said shaking her head. You looked down.

“Those aren't real. That was just wartime propaganda.” Greef reassuring her.

“I don't care to find out. I'm shooting my way out of here.”

“What about you, Mando?” Greef asked as you looked over.

“I know who he is.” He said. “It's Moff Gideon.”

“No. Moff Gideon was executed for war crimes.” Cara corrected.

“It's him. He knew my name.”

“So what does that prove?”

“I haven't heard that name spoken since I was a child.” He explained looking down at you.

“When you were born on Mandalore?” Greef asked.

“I was not born on Mandalore.” You looked at Din and looked at Greef.

“But you're a Mandalorian.” Greef asked confused.

“Mandalorian isn't a race. It's a Creed. I was a foundling. They raised me in the Fighting Corps. I was treated as one of their own. When I came of age, I was sworn to the Creed. The only record of my family name was in the registers of Mandalore. Moff Gideon was an ISB Officer during the purge. That's how I know it's him,” Din explained then looked down at me. “That's how he knows who we all are. He says he needs us, which means the child got away safely. I was worried when the Ugnaught didn't respond, but if they'd captured the kid, we'd already be dead.”

“He is.” You whispered loud enough for everyone to hear.

“How do you know?” Cara asked looking down at you.

“I don’t know, I just know something isn’t right.” You explained looking up outside again.

“Hail him again.” Greef commented looking at Din.

“Come in, Kuiil. Kuiil?” Din said then looked at us. “Nothing. They might have jammed the link.”

“Kuiil has been terminated.” The IG unit said through the comms yoh snapped your head up.

“What did you do?” Din asked with venom behind his voice.

“I am fulfilling my base function.”

“Which is?” You asked waiting for the response.

“To nurse and protect.”

That’s when you heard blaster fire outside, you perked you head up to see them looking in another direction. When watching you saw a speeder heading straight towards the cantina. You watched as the speeder exploded and IG walked off with the child in hand. “What’s that!” Cara said.

“Look alive.” That’s when Din went to the door and opened it. You stood up ready to go when you felt the whole world slow down.

“Do not be afraid. Trust in the force.” You froze looking outside as Din and Greef were out and Cara standing up shooting outside.

You put your blaster away and grabbed behind you, holding your sabers. You ignited both of them and walked out, troopers looked over and started to blast their weapons at you. You deflected them as you let the bolts hit at least one of them. Din looked over to watch you throw your saber as it got caught into one of the troopers chest. You forced pulled it back and looked over at Din.

“We have to get the child out of here.” You yelled at him force pulling a weapon from a trooper. You looked over at IG as he fell with the child.

Din nodded at you and he went over to the EWeb and started to shoot out to the troopers. It was going well as you went around until you heard an explosion in the cantina. You snapped your head to see more troopers going inside. You started to head there then you saw Moeff shooting at Din before you could do anything an explosion pushed you back where he was.

“No!” You yelled getting up, your ears were ringing as you sprinted to him.

IG and Greef covered you while you ran to him. You slid to grab Din. “Din!” He was responding. You looked at IG. “Cover me!”

Cara was next to you as she helped you bring him back into the cantina. You placed him down against the table. You heard him groan. “Din,” You whispered.

“We need the gate open!” Cara yelled then you looked over at the hole.

“I will be right back.” You whispered igniting one of your sabers.

“I got him.” Cara said as she sat by him.

Before you reached over to the cover fire came flowing in. You ducked down and saw fire building up. “Come on.” Greef said looking at you. You tried to get the gate open as your save cut through.

When you looked back up you saw the trooper with a flamethrower come in. You watched in horror as the child stood between Din and Cara. You were about to stop until you watched the fire be stopped like an invisible wall was there. You smiled as he pushed the fire towards the trooper having him burn. You looked back down and popped it open. “Alright everyone through!” You said walking back to Din.

“He’s saying he isn’t coming.” Cara said when I was near them.

“What,” You snapped looking down. “No, you are coming with.” You knelt down.

“I'm not gonna make it. Go.” He said, his voice hoarse. You put your hand behind his neck before feeling blood.

You looked at your hand trying to gulp down the fear that came through your throat. “Shut up. You just got your bell rung. You'll be fine.” Cara said looking at me nodding.

“Leave me.”

“No.” You whispered. “ I'm gonna need to take this thing off and help…”

“No leave Cyare.” He whispered.

IG came over to hand the child to Cara talking with her. “You make sure the child is safe. Here,” He handed you a small beskar skull that had a fabric holding it. “When you get to the Mandalorian covert, you show them that,” You shook your head and whispered no over and over. “You tell them it's from Din Djarin. You tell them the foundling was in my protection, and they'll help you.”

“No I won’t leave you here. We can go together. We can make it.” You said tears in your eyes.

“Come on! Let's go!” Greef called out.

“I'm not gonna make it and you know it. Protect the child. I can hold them back long enough for you to escape,” You shook your head before you felt his hand on your cheek. He moved his thumb wiping the dirt, blood, and sweat off. “Let me have a warrior's death.”

“I am not leaving you here.” You whispered.

“This is the Way.” He whispered before letting his hand down his side.

You stood up looking over at where Greef went through as Cara handed the kid to him. IG was standing next to you. “Escape and protect the child. I will stay with the Mandalorian.”

You stared up at him tears welling. “Promise you will bring him” You said with a shaky breath.

“You have my word.” You looked back down at Din as his visor was staring at you. You put the neckless over your head.

You turned and went inside the hole. “Here.” Cara whispered handing you the kid.

You looked down at him, as he laid asleep. You held him close as you looked up walking forward. “He will be fine right?” Cara asked as the footsteps echoed.

“I told IG to bring him.” You said quickly trying not to think about it. Trying not to think about losing yet another person in this damn galaxy. You looked down at the child, still asleep.

As you kept walking you heard more footsteps than there was before. You snapped your head around and reached for your saber, igniting it. Cara and agreed turned as well. You all waited until you saw Din and IG. “Din.” You whispered as Cara helped when he almost fell. “I got you.”

He looked forward at you and you have him a reassuring smile. “Do you know which way to go?”

“No. I don't know these tunnels. I've only entered from the bazaar.” Din explained as he limped forward.

“Well, if we get the smell of sulfur and we follow it, it'll lead us up to the plains where the river flows.” Greef explained.

“And the Imps will catch us before we make it to the ship.” Cara added.

“We need the Mandalorians to escort us to safety.” Din replied.

Cara groaned and helped Din more. “this place is a maze.”

Din stopped making you turn around

“Stop. I can stand.” Din stood more straight.

“The bacta infusion is working.” IG commented.

We followed him as he lead us to where his covert would be. “I'll try to find tracks. We're close. Turn here.”

When you turned the corner Din stood still and was looking down. You followed his sight to see more Mandalorian armor laid out, stacked up. You looked back up as he still stood there. You walked up to him as you handed the sleeping child to Cara. “We have to go.” You whispered grabbing his arm.

“You go. Take the ship. I can't leave it this way,” He whispered before looking up at Greef. “Did you know about this? Is this the work of your bounty hunters?” He took a step forward to Greef. You watched as Greef took a step back.

“No. When you left the system and took the prize, the fighting ended and the hunters just melted away. You know how it is. They're mercenaries. They're not zealots.” He explained.

“Did you do this? Did you!” Din yelled his voice echoing.

“No!”

“It wasn’t his fault. We revealed ourselves. We knew what could happen if we left the covert,” When you turned to see another Mandalorian she wore gold and red with horns on her helmet. “ The Imperials arrived shortly thereafter. This is what resulted.”

“Did any survive?” Din asked as he walked to her sitting down.

You looked around to see the same animal skull hanging on the wall that was on the neckless. You looked down as you fiddled with it. You tried to remember what it was, you have seen it before in lesson. “The songs of eons past tell of battles between Mandalore The Great, and an order of sorcerers called Jedi that fought with such powers.”

You looked up as Din side glanced at you before looking back at the armor.

“It is an enemy?”

“No. Its kind were enemies, but this individual is not.” She looked up at you. “Are you?”

“As individuals we are different. We share the same force but in different ways.” You shortly explained, you wondered how she knew but didn’t ask, since she most likely see the sabers.

“So what is it?” Din asked looking at the child that was near them.

“It is a foundling. By Creed, it is in your care.” She stated walking over to her station.

“You wish me to train this thing?” Din asked sounding a bit confused.

It is too weak. It would die. You have no choice. You must reunite it with its own kind or have her train it.” She said looking at you.

You shook your head. You had to disagree, you never finished your training hell you barely set foot on war soil. “I can not, I didn’t finish my own training.” You said looking at the child. “We would have to find a Master or a Padawan that has finished their training. But I can not.”

They both looked at each other before Din spoke. “Where do we find one.”

“This, you must determine.” She replied going back to what she was doing.

“You expect me to search the galaxy for the home of this creature and deliver it to a race of enemy sorcerers?” Din said you looked down by using the word enemy.

“This is the Way.”

“Hey. These tunnels will be lousy with Imps in a matter of minutes. We should at least discuss an escape plan.” Cara said to everyone.

“If you follow the descending tunnel, it will lead you to the underground river. It flows downstream toward the lava flats.” The lady Mandalorian explained.

Cara walked up to you. “I think we should go.” You nodded looking at Din

“I'm staying. I need to help her and I need to heal.” Din said without looking back.

“You must go. A foundling is in your care. By Creed, until it is of age or reunited with its own kind, you are as its father. This is the Way,” She disagreed walking up to Din. “You have earned your Signet. You are a clan of three.”

“Thank you. I will wear this with honor.” Din said.

“Three?” You said looking at the Mandalorian.

“Clan of three.” She repeated looking at you and approached you with a small neckless with a mud horn on it. She moved placed it over your neck next to the other. She looked down closely. “This is the Way.” She said looking back up.

“We should go.” Cara said looking down the hall.

Before you all headed to the river you watched as the Mandalorian handed IG a jet pack, informing him it was for Din once he has healed. You smiled, knowing how much he had been wanting that since the first time you left here with the child. Everyone grabbed ammunition before heading out as well.

You saw the Mandalorian hand one more thing to Din before he put it in a small pouch, you looked back at the child as he made a small cooing sound. “Child is fine. Still asleep.” IG reassured you as you smiled and nodded at him.

After Din was finished we all ran to the boat that was on the molten river. You stared and noticed the droid was old, the others noticed as well as you all pushed the boat to get going and boarded, the droid beeped as IG helped us know what he was saying. We told it to go downstream then it head down. It was slow and all of you were anxious on getting out.

It wasn’t long when the tunnel was ending. “That's it. We're free!” Greef yelled but you saw a glimpse of a trooper.

You shook your head. “No. No, we're not. Stormtroopers. They're flanking the mouth of the tunnel.”

“It looks like an entire platoon. They must know we're coming.” Cara said looking at Din.

“Stop the boat Hey, Droid, I said stop the boat. Hey! I'm talking to you. I said stop!”

“We're still moving.”

“Looks like we fight.”

“There are too many. Then what do you suggest? 'Cause I can't surrender.”

“They will not be satisfied with anything less than the child.This is unacceptable I will eliminate the enemy and you will escape.”

“You don't have that kind of firepower, pal. You wouldn't even get to daylight.”

“That is not my objective.”

“We're getting close. Saddle up.”

“I still have the security protocols from my manufacturer. If my designs are compromised, I must self-destruct.”

“What're you talking about?”

“I am not permitted to be captured. I must be destroyed.”

“Are we gonna keep talking, or we get out of here?”

“I can no longer carry this for you. Nor can I watch over the child.”

“Wait. You can't self-destruct. Your base command is to watch the child. That supersedes your manufacturer's protocol, right? Right?”

“That is correct.”

“Good. Now, grab a blaster and help us shoot our way out.”

“Victory through combat is impossible. We will be captured. The child will be lost. Sadly, there is no scenario where the child is saved, in which I survive.”

“Listen, you're not going anywhere. We need you. Let's just come up with a...”

“Please tell me the child will be safe in your care. If you do so, I can default to my secondary command.”

“But you'll be destroyed.”

“And you will live, and I will have served my purpose.”

“No. We need you.”

“There is nothing to be sad about. I have never been alive.”

“I'm not sad.”

“Yes, you are. I'm a nurse droid. I've analyzed your voice.”

“IG? What're you doing?” IG walked out of the boat as the lava started to melt his legs slowly.

You looked away once he got to the end of the tunnel. You heard the explosion, when you looked back you were basically out, smoke surrounded the boat as the troopers that once stood had steam coming off of their bodies.

That’s when you heard a ship above you. You snapped your head up. “Oh no.” You pulled your sabers and igniting them.

“Moff Gideon!” Greef yelled. Moff shot but you noticed it was around all of you. “He missed!”

“He won’t next time.” Din said looking up.

“Our blasters are useless against him.” Cara commented looking at you.

“Let's make the baby do the magic hand thing. Come on, baby! Do the magic hand thing,” Greef waved at the kid. Having the kid wave back. “I'm out of ideas.”

You shook your head. “That’s not how it works Greef.”

“I’m not.” Din said grabbing his jet pack.

“Here he comes!” Greef yelled.

You looked up as the tie fighter came right towards all of you. They shot as it got closer. Once it got to close you forced jumped and landed on the fighter. You felt your leg get nicked from how fast the fighter was going. You looked forward to have the wind pass your hair. You breathed heavily as you climbed closer to the cockpit.

You looked back to hear see Din was flying with you too. He came next to you. You smiled as you ignited one your sabers, he shot a couple of times over Moff. Before you could Moff turned the fighter making your and Din roll to slamming into him. The saber just inches from cutting him, You looked at the wing then at Din. “I am going to cut the wing!” You yelled over the fighter shifting through the air.

Din looked up at the large wing before nodding. When you stood up you Din grabbed your ankles as you swung. It cut a bit shifting slightly. You did it once twice then half of it was dangling. The fighter shifted down quickly making you get snatched from the sudden gust of air. You felt Din’s hand disappear, you squeezed your eyes shut as your whole body started to spin. When you opened them you were noticing how high you were. You watched as the fighter crashed and what looked like no one could have survived if.

When you looked back your heart raced as the ground started to get closer. You closed your eyes until you felt someone quickly snatch you. You jolted into the cool metal, leaning into the metal. “I gotcha.” He said holding you close as well.

You smiled at him as he flew you both to where Greef and Cara stood with the kid. When he landed he did it slow before putting you down, you both wobbled to stand. You found that now everything has fallen silent with no war noises growing around you.

As Din talked to the others you walked over to pick the child up. “How you feeling kiddo?” You held him close to you as he cooed and giggled.

“You ready?” Din asked making you turn around. You nodded smiling at him.

Cara came up to you and pet the child’s ear. “Take care of this little one,” She looked back at Din. “Or maybe it’ll take care of the both of you.”

You smiled and nodded back, you said your goodbyes and headed back to the Crest. Your stomach turned to think about the kid leaving the both of you, finding a master. You tried to think if there was even a master out there alive. You knew many and most of them are gone. However you knew the force would guide the both of you to where one can safely have him.

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