Wolven | The Mandalorian

Chapter 18: The Rescue

Chapter 18: The Rescue
Word Count: 5,604
*EDITED*

"I need your help." Din announced, reaching the table where Bo-Katan and Koska Reeves sat eating their dinner. Koska looked over her shoulder, unimpressed at the interruption. Bo smirked, looking over at the two male Mandalorians who stood mere feet away. "Not all Mandalorians are bounty hunters. Some of us serve a higher purpose."

The chrome Mandalorian closed his eyes, "They took Elodie and the child." Bo-Katan turned in her seat, now facing the men. "Who?"

"Moff Gideon."

"You'll never find them." Sorrow fell over her face, and the two went back to their meals in front of them. Boba Fett turned to the Mandalorian, "We don't need these two. Let's get outta here." Eyes snapping to the other man, she recognised the voice. "You are not a Mandalorian."

"Never said I was." He replied. At her side, Koska Reeves scoffed. "I didn't know sidekicks were allowed to talk."

Boba laughed. "Well, if that isn't the Quacta calling the Stifling slimy." She stood from her seat in front of Boba and looked up challengingly. Boba smirked under his helmet. "Easy there, little one."

Her lip curled, "You'll be talking through the window of a bacta tank."

"All right, easy." Bo said, sighing at the two facing off while there was a serious situation at hand. "Save it for the Imps." Koska returned to her seat.

The Mandalorian interjected. "We have his coordinates."

Bo-Katan looked at the Mandalorian in surprise, standing from her seat to face him directly. "You can bring me to Moff Gideon?" Din nodded and explained, "The Moff has a light cruiser. It could be helpful in your effort to regain Mandalore."

"You gotta be kidding me. Mandalore? The Empire turned that planet into glass." Boba snipped. Serve a higher purpose, pfft.

"You are a disgrace to your armour." Bo-Katan accused him, looking over him in disgust. A clone would not be considered a Mandalorian in her mind. Boba took a step towards her threateningly; how dare she say a word against him? His family? They are every bit as Mandalorian as her. "This armour belonged to my father."

Bo-Katan smirked, "Don't you mean your donor?"

"Careful, princess." He growled, but she continued. "You are a clone. I've heard your voice thousands of times."

"Mine might be the last one you hear." He finished, "You will not be the one to stop me from getting to Elodie."

"Elodie? Hm, I thought she belonged to Din Djarin." The woman frowned, looking between the two. Maybe she was mistaken on Trask, and they were not together. That, or a lot could have happened during the time they were apart.

"She is family." Boba corrected, trying to express how he wanted her safe without sounding desperate to the Mandalorians. Bo nodded and turned to Din. "We will help you. In exchange, we will keep that ship to retake Mandalore. If you should manage to finish your quest, I would have you reconsider joining our efforts. Mandalorians have been in exile from our home world for far too long."

"Fair enough." Din replied, not exactly answering her question. All he planned to do was save Elodie and Grogu from the empire. From there, they could decide together what they wanted to do. I would follow them anywhere.

"One more thing." The woman stated as they picked up their helmets to leave the cantina. "Gideon has a weapon that once belonged to me. It is an ancient weapon that can cut through anything."

Koska interrupted. "Almost anything."

"It cannot cut through pure Beskar. I will kill the Moff and retake what is rightfully mine. With the Dark Saber restored to me, Mandalore will finally be within reach." They donned their helmets and stood to await the response of the men. The Mandalorian men looked at each other and nodded in agreement.