Peter Parker Imagines

The Mandalorian [pt. 1]

WARNINGS: it's peter under the mandalorian mask TO BE CLEAARRR

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Tight iron gloves on my hands, making sure I don't use my powers as the Imperial held me captive. The last few stormtroopers left alive captured me. Their aim sucks ass though. I sat in my prison cell. I've been stuck here for a while. I couldn't really do much. They were all on the hunt for the last jedi's and I was one of them. My lightsaber was destroyed. Crushed to tiny pieces. I couldn't do much about it.

I laid on the hard floor as I looked up at the ceiling. Bored out of my mind, until the door suddenly opened. My head immediately turns into the direction of a stormtrooper standing there with a blaster.

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"Here's the payment for if you bring me this creature," The councilor spoke. I was pushed by a stormtrooper harshly. "Don't touch me," I growled at him. He didn't respond. "Here's a tracker," The councilor gave it to, what it appeared to be, a Mandalorian. "What's it's tracking code?" The Mandalorian asked. "I only have it's last four digits," The councilor said with no emotion at all. "That's all? It's age?!" The Mandalorian spoke shocked. All the councilor could do was nod. "I also have someone that can help you with this mission. Since your reputation is the best of the best, I will trust you with my prisoner," He smirked. The stormtrooper pushed me towards the Mandalorian and I glared at him. "What?! Why would I need her help?" He scoffed. I rolled my eyes. "I'm not a total loser," I mumbled. He just looked at me for a second before eyeing the old man that held me captive. "Believe me. She'll help. If she uses her force on you, you just use this," He handed a few electricity bombs that wouldn't be too damaging, but enough to make you faint. The Mandalorian just nodded.

"Can I at least have a weapon?" I asked, pissed off. The councilor smirked. "Why of course.." He laughed sarcastically. ".. not," He finished. "Take her with you," He said before the stormtroopers escorted us out of the building.

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"Can you get these things off of me?" I asked annoyed. I slid back on the chair of his ship. "Here," He handed me some sort of weapon. I didn't quite look at it. "I can't really grab anything," I lifted my eyebrows. He groaned before cutting the metal pieces off of my hands. I could finally feel my fingers. "Freedom at last," I sighed out of relief. The Mandalorian just ignored me.

I tried striking up a conversation, but he wasn't much of a talker. "What's your real name?" I asked out of curiosity. "I'm Y/N," I introduced myself. He just ignored me. "You ever take that helmet off?" I asked him. He shrugged. "No," No emotion came out of his voice. "Hm," I responded plainly.

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He landed the ship on a planet I did not recognize and didn't bother to look at. I unbuckled my seatbelt and headed towards the exit that was slowly opening. The Mandalorian held that stupid tracker in his hands as he tried to find that so 'important' thing. "If you try something, I'll kill you," He threatened. "Yeah, whatever," I responded as I walked off into the distance. "I don't even know where we should go!" I yelled from a distance. He put his finger up for me to be silent. I crossed my arms and rolled my eyes.

"Perhaps I could help you," I voice spoke beside me. I jumped as I saw a huge creature standing next to me. "Lord Vader, you scared me-" I said. He just laughed as I took a step back. "Come. I will guide you to my home," He explained. I raised an eyebrow at the Mandalorian who came closer towards me. "Why would you want to help us?" He asked. The little creature riding a bigger one just smiled and started walking off. I shrugged and followed him. The Mandalorian sighed and walked behind me.

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"I want to bring peace of all the bounty hunters in this area. They've been looking for the same thing you have," He pointed towards the tracker. "Do you know where it is?" The Mandalorian asked. He smiles. "I can help you to where the target is located. Sadly, no one has ever made it out there alive," He told us as he took a sip from a bowl of some sort of liquid. "If you must go there, you must learn how to ride a Blurrg," He told us. I facepalmed. "I don't need to learn how to ride a- whatever that thing's name is," I said cocky. The guy just smiled and nodded. "Not you... him," He pointed towards the Mando sitting next to me. I looked at him and he looked at me.