The Last Mandalorian

Chapter 1 - Last of his kind

Ashes. Ashes and rubble. That's all that remained of Mandalore after the Empire destroyed it a year ago. All residents of the planet were wiped out and the Mandalorians were extinct. Save for one. Izuku Midoriya, the last Mandalorian and the best bounty hunter in the galaxy, arguably the universe. He was taken to Mandalore from Earth when he was four years old by Din Djarin after he found him, abandoned and barely surviving. Over fourteen years, Din became Izuku's adopted father and taught him the ways of the Mandalorian and of a bounty hunter. He even joined him on some of his contacts, they once returned a small green creature named Grogu back to those of his kind, Jedi. Unfortunately though, Din was on Mandalore when it was destroyed but before the incident he passed some things on to Izuku. He had passed down his armour, his weapons and his ship. However, the armour was missing a pauldron and signet. Izuku was told that he had to earn a signet by honourably and nobly killing a creature. So, Izuku did just that. While Din got his signet of a Mudhorn as an adult, Izuku got his signet of a Krayt Dragon at the age of 17. Although he wasn't from their world initially, they still treat him as if he was. He owed it to them to continue their legacy until he dies. After all, this is the way.

After the fall of the Empire months prior, Izuku found himself on the planet of Nevarro, a place where the guild of bounty hunters resided and accepted contracts. Being the best, he was always met with respect and nobody dared to cross him. Although he was regularly peaceful, nobody wanted to be on his personal radar instead of his business radar. He entered the cantina that he frequented to accept contracts from Greef Karga, an old friend of Din's who gave him some of the highest bounties in the parsec.

"Ah, Izuku. You made it." Greef said, greeting him with a handshake. Izuku was somewhat cold like how Din was before encountering Grogo. Karga knew this and didn't want to upset Izuku.

"Hello Greef, nice to see you again. I'm going to cut straight to it, I want another job." Izuku replied, all about his business.

"Just like Din I see. He was a good man. But like I've said to him before, it is ok to take a break and enjoy the spoils. Although, you are a Mandalorian and you are all about the hunt. Very well. I have only one though at the moment. A prison escapee, wanted dead. They have a tracker inside their brain and once it goes off, they're dead and you can collect your reward."

"So this one is more of an assassination mission?"

"Of sorts. Their current location is on this tracking fob. Just hook it up to your ship and blast theirs to pieces with them inside."

"When it's done, half wired to me and the rest to foundlings across the planet. How much is the score?"

"500,000."

"Done." Izuku said, concluding their business and exiting the cantina.

After leaving the cantina, Izuku made his way through the streets of the city. There was stands for food, ship parts, armour, weapons and all sorts of other things a spaceport needs. He walked cautiously through the crowds of different species, keeping his hand near his holster in case he needs to shoot first. Once at the city limit, he activated his portable high ground (jet pack) and flew across the landing area for ships. He kept looking until he found his, a passed down ship from Djarin. The Razor Crest, a former military vehicle used to patrol territories in the time before the Empire. It once served as a home to Din and Grogu on their adventures together but now, it belongs to Izuku, Din's surrogate son. He fired up the engine's, connected the tracking fob and plotted the course for the planet they were on. When he took off, Izuku noticed that the trip would take him to Tatooine. Once he hit the hyperdrive, he decided to go load up on weaponry to take out the target. He retrieved his plaster pistol, disintegration rifle, knife and grenades from his weapons locker.