3rd Person POV:
The blue skinned twi'lek launched from the trees, not as fast as earlier mind you. But still pretty fast. She had suddenly stopped, using the force to pull him once again.
Her barrage was relentless, extinguishing her Saber and opting to punch and kick at tired Mandalorian.
He could do nothing but defend himself as she left him no room to move. She punched at the weak bullet wound again, this time opening it.
The Mandalorian felt himself grow weak as the altercation continued. His inner fighter had left him not long ago and his body ached and pained. His mind fully aware and alert, as if his mind and body had switched places.
The warm blood seeped through and down his leg, fast. No one paid mind. The bystanders merely trying to call to the enraged Jedi master, to no avail.
Eventually she ended things with a swift kick to the balls. And the Mando went down. Groaning in pain as his body went numb.
He felt her hefty boot on his chest, the warmth of the Saber returning. Pointed at his throat. The light shone, laminating his fetchers, not ones of fear. Ones of surrender.
(Y/N) had lost, he knew that. His life flashing before his eyes. Cold. Cruel.short...but perhaps that was for the best.
His past misdeeds made themselves apparent. Every kill, every theft every life he had ruined under death watch.
He began to tear up as his most important thoughts appeared
Bo-katan....Im so sorry.
Is this the life you wanted for me mom....dad.....
"No (Y/N), please come back!"
Flash backs of his childhood rang the loudest, he and Bo were inseparable...until he broke the bond...they will never be the same again.
A flash of Bo standing in the door way of his ship on Carlac appears. She stands facing the snowy tundra but has her head cocked to him.
Those sassy eyes, red hair, head band and signature smirk all over her face. She stood fully armored except for the freshly painted helmet held under her arm.
You two were death watches New recruits and as such she was stoked she had come to tell you she'd be gone on a mission with Vizsla foe a few days, before she left she had turned to you.
"See you round, (N/N)...oh and...happy birthday." She finished giving you a two finger salute and a big smile before walking off.
Bo... good-bye.
The final blow would be struck (Y/N) took the last opportunity to look at his killer, noticing the crunched nose and black eye. The blood from her nose leaking down her mouth and chin, making it look black.
The twi'lek, took this moment to look in the eyes of the man who had not only beaten her, but hurt the person dearest to them.
It shocked her to see the tears fall, but the eyes were deadpanned. As if they had been expecting this time to come, for karma to catch up. Like he accepted his fate.
This is the end, this is what you've done.
Before the finishing blow could take place the kenobi stood in, his one foot planted between hers, half his body covered hers and his hand was on her shoulder.
Aayla POV:
"Master Secura,NO! No..." they struggled,
"She deserves justice!" I cried out.
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Love Across The Stars (Aayla Secura x Male Reader)
FanfictionYou are (Y/N), a young death watch member and close friend of Bo-Katan. Across the stars, a beautiful girl trains her life away to become a great Jedi... It would seem the force had different plans... All characters are over 18 I Don't own star wars...