The Mandalorian ~ Reader Inserts

Goddess (Part 1)

Trees, Lakes, and Bodies Oh My

Request: Hello, I have a request for your Mando x reader book. Could our beautiful (name) be a goddess of a forest infested planet? Din would crash land there severely injured and such, while (name) takes it upon herself to heal him. But little did she know, the new first order were in his tail not too far behind, bringing her once peaceful planet, in grave danger. - thank you for writing this, it's so good! Ily 3000 ❤

Summary: Sometimes the unanticipated is a bad thing.

Warnings: None

Word Count: 1354

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Rolling his sore neck to the left and right the masked man huffed.

"This is possibly the worst day of my life," he whispered to himself as the child in his arms blinked sleepily up at him. His little button nose sniffling as the creature burned with a ferocious fever.

Using the crook of his arm as a pillow the child snuggled himself closer to the freezing Beskar that laid upon the man as he trekked through the tree infested planet. A heavy mist settled over the soft and squishy ground cover, dancing around the many trunks of great oak like trees and blueing the horizon making it hard to see.

At least he wasn't in a desert with -- dare he speak of it -- sand.

This day actually had hope. He was actually doing a good job at parenting the green gremlin in his clutches when one of his engines blew a fuse, leading him to land/crash on the closest planet. One that made him reminded himself over and over to never-- under any circumstances-- land on this dreary moon again.

There was an eerie feeling about it. Shadows seemed to have a mind of there own as they pranced about the forest, tricking his eyes so he saw something out of nothing.

And it was not like the severe over cast sky was helping either. The clouds, dark and brooding, hovered over the whole planet. The sun only casted a light tinge to everything, bright enough to walk but not run.

Thunder sometimes slipped from the sky above, powerful rumblings rolled over the large mountains that were so tall that the tops were blocked by the grey blanket of darkness.

The ex-Bounty Hunter knew there was a storm coming and it was coming fast.

At first there was only a light speckle of rain, its cold clutches just barely grazing him. But the drops grew and grew until it was like the sky was beating down upon him with an unknown strength. And to make matters worse the child was already sick. The cold and rain of this dreadful planet had gotten to the kid so fast, the Mandalorian had no chance at stopping it.

Now here he was, in the middle of the rain, trying to cover the woeful creature in his arms as he tried to find shelter. The planet was devoid of settlers, that much he knew from his brief scan he did of this place. But the only thing that nagged in his mind as he neared one the ominous mountains was why was there no-one here?

It was an -- almost -- perfect place! There were streams and lakes and trees galore. Not to mention the weather which was pretty harsh but overall not totally unbearable. True, the sun was needed for most planets to thrive and produce but these coniferous trees were doing just fine without it.

This place reminded him of Endor, just without the rabid teddy bears that hunted about, looking for new humans to trap and eat. The only difference was the inhabitants, he knew that the Rebellion had a base there that was rebuilt after the Death Star was destroyed.

So why was this planet utterly barren of people?

Walking closer to the mountain side he could see a dim light cast harsher shadows atop the ground. Maybe he was wrong, maybe someone was here. 

The small cough emitted from the child made him quicken his pace as he all but practically ran into the dark and almost black looking cave. At first glance he thought there was a fire somewhere, but looking closer at the slick walls he noticed that the light was a blueish-green. 

Cautiously peering around he found that the cave went deeper into the mountain and the light was coming from wherever the tunnel lead. He knew it was a foolish decision to go in head first into an unknown and freaky glowing tunnel that lead to God knew where, but he felt drawn in.

Like a Torkalian Moth to a flame.

Stealing glances at the child he saw how the usually healthy green skin was a dulled version of lime green, its face was scrunched up in discomfort as the cold wind seemed to flow from the cave itself.

Stalagmites and stalactites  seemed like teeth waiting to crunch down and swallow him and his precious friend whole as they looked hundreds of years old due to their unbelievable length. Following the curve of the tunnel he reached a sight that was one for fictional books.

A large pond, at least three miles radius in all directions as it was perfectly dead center in the large dome shaped room. Standing in the tunnel's arch way he stared amazed at the unnatural beauty before him. The walls were still slimy and dreadful looking, but the ceiling was another story. Weird symbols and large stalagmites hung off of certain parts making an involuntary shiver run up his spine.

Shaking the feeling off he walked closer to the pond. The bright blueish- green light was actually coming from the water. Its watery reflections dancing all about the room. Yet it was not clear, the water seemed to blind out whatever was beneath the surface as for all he could see was a light green haze flow about.

Was this some kind of joke? 

There was no possible way for lights to emit such a fairy like light. But he was never one to believe in fairy tales and magic. Science and brute force was more his logic.

Stooping low to the water he removed of his gloves and stretched his fingers wide, making sure only his finger tips would touch the mysterious water. Perhaps this water was something that could help the desperate child in his arms. The fever was so intense that the green womp rat was starting to shake in his blanket nest the armored man made for him.

Looking down to the water he moved his hand to touch it and just as he grazed the surface with the pads of his finger tips the light dimmed. At the same time the water turned crystal clear, allowing him to see all the way to the bottom.

He wished that the blinding light was back for what he saw was surely going to stay with him for years to come.

In the now dark lake were hundreds if not thousands of bodies lying at the depths of the lake. Pulling his hand to his chest he tried to steady the increasing pounding of his heart. This was something he was not expecting.

Scooting away from the edge of the lake he waited a few minutes. One, two, three minutes pass before he looks down at the water again. Still empty eyes upturned to the sky seemed to stare at him as he saw various species. Wounds of all kinds could be seen, smashed in heads, shot wounds to the chest, knifes still stuck in the bodies. Arms and legs all at different angles as they seemed like puzzle pieces fitting into each other. 

Chiss, Humans, Trandoshians, Kaminoans, a few Togruta and Mon Calamari, and even some Zabraks lay down there, but no doubt that he had only scraped the surface of beings that laid down there. Their skin looked undamaged for being underwater and the thought of them all placed there at the same time was preposterous. 

Squinting his eyes he could see there were others beneath the top ones. How deep was this thing?

One thing the Mandalorian knew for sure was that this must have been a build up over time. Dead bodies don't just magically end up at the bottom of a lake simultaneously. But what could have done this?

The light in the cave had gone to a dull flicker as the water rippled in the disturbance he made. Standing to his full height he was about to run, get the hell out of this sadistic and hellish place but just as he took a half step back a voice boomed from behind him.

"Where do you think you're going?"