"What?" I asked as someone came behind me and grabbed onto my arms.
"I don't know anything else, I promise," she said, her eyes wide. I didn't know what to say, so I stayed silent as I was led to a detention center. They locked me in one of the cells and I sat down on a small bench. I took my helmet off and I put my hands to my face. Several minutes passed; someone then walked into the cell and stood at the doorway. I didn't look up, knowing who it was.
"Jetta," a voice said softly. I ignored it.
"Jetta, do you remember when you came to me all those years ago?" The person walked closer to me and sat on a bench opposite me. I looked up and into the old eyes of Maz Kanata.
"How could I not?" I muttered.
"Do you remember what you asked me?"
"Yah. I asked you if there were any possible way that my father survived," I answered.
"And I told you no," she said with a sigh. "I made a mistake that day."
"You lied to me? You knew he was alive?" I asked.
"Yes, of course. Last time I saw him, he was with a woman named Fennec Shand. They came to me and told me what happened. But he then said that if you were to ever ask, I was to tell you nothing."
"How would he know that I would ask?"
"He saw himself in you."
"He never saw me at all. He never cared about me" I said.
"That's what your mother told you. She was trying to protect you. Keep you away from the life of bounty hunting. However, she didn't know that he survived either. She never did.'
I looked at Maz, afraid to ask another question. A long period of time passed before I finally inquired, "Is he still alive?"
"That I do not know. But, there is an old Mandalorian who could probably help you. His name is Din Djarin; he might know a thing or two about old Boba Fett." And with this, she stood up and left the cell. I thought for a moment.
"Din Djarin?" I wondered aloud. Why was his name so familiar? My thoughts were interrupted when the cell door opened again. This time, Leia and Rey walked in. The sat on the same bench across from me and looked at me.
Several moments passed, and still, no one said anything. I looked at them and they looked at me.
"So, you came in hete just to look at me?" I asked, finally breaking the silence. Rey smiled a little.
"Jetta, we need to talk to you," Leia said.
"About?"
"Your children," she stated.
"Don't do anything to harm them," I said in a threatening tone.
"We wouldn't do that," Rey said. "But I have to know. Where did you find Rosemary and Jango?"
"Well, I found Rosemary on a dreadnought. She was a "defunct" stormtrooper and I took her under my wing."
"And Jango?"
I hesitated for a moment.
"I gave birth to him," I said reluctantly. They looked at each other and then back at me.
"Leia, can I talk to Jetta alone?" Rey asked.
"Of course," she said, getting up to leave. The cell door closed behind her and Rey and I were left alone together.
"Rosemary has the powers of the force," Rey began.
"Yes, I'm aware of that," I said irritably.
"And you. I don't know about you. You're full of opposites-" she said. I stopped her, standing up abruptly.
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The Fett Legacy
FanfictionYou know the story of the First Order. But what you may not know is the story of Jetta Fett, only daughter of Boba Fett and a tough Mandalorian. Jetta is the private bounty hunter for the First Order, and mostly behind the scenes. She carries many s...