Bounty (The Mandalorian x Reader)

Chapter 1

I am going to warn you now that I am shit with writing fight scenes. Sorry in advance.

I watched through my blaster's scope. There must have been at least twenty of them. Those are just the ones outside the compound. This asset better be worth all the trouble. I'll collect this bounty on my own and get myself a new ship, even better than the last. I don't need them anyway. Filthy traitors...

I could just use my powers and force them to give it to me. My hand inched closer to the metal cylinder in my pocket. No, no. I am not using that. If someone sees it and escapes alive, it will mean more trouble for me in the long run.

The sight of a droid caught my attention and snapped me out of my thoughts. Oh shit, Bounty Droids have zero tact. I tapped the piece of metal behind my ear and my mask formed around my face.

I heard the droid speak as I moved closer, "Subparagraph 16 of the Bondsman Guild protocol waiver compels you to immediately produce said asset."

The guards pulled their blasters out but were immediately shot by the droid. It shot a few more before most of them managed to duck out of the way.

"Subparagraph 16 of the Bondsman Guild protocol waiver compels you to immediately produce said asset," the droid repeated.

A person in Mandalorian armor popped out from behind a pillar, "IG Unit, stand down." The droid shot them and they flew back. "I'm in the Guild," he said in an annoyed and masculine voice and held up a tracking fob.

"He's not the only one," I called out to them, holding up my own fob.

They both looked at me. The droid spoke up, "You two are Guild members? I thought I was the only one on assignment."

"That makes two of us," the Mandalorian told it and moved behind a pillar, "So much for the elemental of surprise."

"Sadly, I must ask you for your fobs. I have already issued the writ of seizure. The bounty is mine," the droid demanded.

"Unless I'm mistaken you're currently empty handed," I pointed out also hiding behind a pillar.

"This is true."

"I have a suggestion," the Mandalorian said.

"Proceed."

"We spilt the reward."

"This is acceptable," the droid agreed.

They looked at me waiting for an answer, "Yeah, yeah, sure whatever. We need a plan. Let's regroup out of harms way."

"I will, of course, receive the reputation merits associated with the mission."

"Can we talk about this later?" The Mandalorian and I asked in unison.

"I require an answer if I am to proceed..." before either of us had the chance to answer someone shot at the droid from the roof, "Oh no. Alert. Alert. Alert."

Reacting quickly the Mandalorian shot at the guard on the roof. More guards came out and started blasting at us. We shot back before taking cove behind a different spot. I pulled out my tracking fob. The signal led to the door, "It's in there."

"Affirmative," the droid said and took most of the fire as we made our way over to said door.

Unfortunately they now had us cornered. "It appears we are trapped," the droid pointed out, "I will initiate self-destruct sequencing."

"You're what?" I asked.

"Manufacturer's Protocol dictates I cannot be captured. I must self-destruct."

"Do not self-destruct," the Mandalorian told it, "Cover me."

The droid and I shot at the guards as he reached the door. He was almost done with the lock when it got shot at. He backed off and we hid behind the pillars, "There's too many. They've got us pinned."

"I will initiate self-destruct."

"Do not self-destruct," I yelled at the droid at the same time as the Mandalorian said, "We're shooting our way out."

Blasters held at the ready, we stepped out of our hiding places. Only to see that they had a machine gun and retreat back to the relative safety behind the pillars.

"Okay, new plan," I said to no one in particular.

"Beginning self-destruct count down," the droid announced.

"Stop that!" I yelled at it.

"Draw their fire, I'll take it out," the Mandalorian told us.

We did as ordered while the Mandalorian shot the machine gun's operator and hoped on. He spun in a circle and shot all of the remaining guards.

"Well done," the droid complemented, "I will disengage self-destruct initiative."

I sighed and helped the droid stand, "Well, you're not so bad."

"For a droid," the Mandalorian added, "that blaster hit looks nasty. You okay?"

"Running a quick diagnostic," a few seconds passed before it responded, "It has missed my central wiring harness."

"Is that good?"

"Yes."

"Well now we need to get the door open," I said. All three of us turned and looked over at the machine gun.

We stepped through the doorframe and looked around. Another guard popped up and the Mandalorian and I shot him immediately, "Anyone else?"

"The tracking fob is still active," the droid reported, "My sensors indicate that there is a life form present."

The Mandalorian had his fob out and held it out to various parts of the room. We followed it to where the signal was strongest. The signal led to a white pod that had been partially covered by a blanket.

The Mandalorian pushed a button and the pod opened to reveal a small wrinkly green creature with long pointed ears and big black eyes. This did not look like a fifty year old.

"Wait, they said fifty years old," the Mandalorian said, voicing my thoughts.

"Species age differently," the droid explained, "Perhaps it could live many centuries. Sadly, we'll never know."

"A child? I'm a Bounty Hunter but I have morals. I don't do kids," I told them as the droid raised its blaster, "I'm not taking part for this filthy blood money."

The Mandalorian stopped it, "No, we'll bring it in alive."

"The commission was quite specific. The asset was to be terminated," the droid said and raised its blaster again.

Two shots rang out and the droid fell to the ground. Both the Mandalorian and I had shot it, neither of us keen on hurting a child.