Author's Note: The following contains violence and abuse.

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Vissna sat in the copilot's chair next to Paz, feeling numb. Din should be sitting where she was now. Preferably, directly under her and rubbing her wet center in circles.

Paz turned towards her, "this is the quietest you've been since we've met." Vissna just nodded, saying nothing and not wanting to look at him. She felt like the spirit had been sucked from her. Sure, she's been disappointed by men before but this felt different. "He'll be back." He said.

Vissna turned to Paz with a questioning look, "I don't care."

Paz huffed, "now who's being melodramatic."

Vissna glared at him, "what makes you think he'll be back."

"Din always follows through," Paz shrugged. Vissna wasn't convinced.

She took out her communicator and pressed the button to send her message, "Evil Empress to Mando 1, come in Mando- over." She wasn't even sure if her signal would go through, or if he was already too far away. She tried again, "Din if you can hear me, we'll reconvene at the Concordia mines."

"Those the orders?" Paz asked.

"Close the hanger. Stick to the plan, we will go to Concordia." Vissna replied.

"Concordia wasn't the plan," Paz said, not moving.

Vissna glared at his lack of obedience, "I haven't lost sight of the mission."

"You don't know where the mines are," Paz laughed, "I thought you claimed to know our culture."

Vissna cussed. "I've read every ancient Mandalorian text in every archive across the galaxy that still exists after The Empire."

"Fancy," Paz mused.

"Concordia," Vissna repeated and this time, Paz obeyed. After the ship's navigations have been calculated, and their travels completely automated. Vissna thought she'd use Paz's hands for something else. She backed her ass into his lap. "Undo the clasps on my dress, will you?"

There was practically no fabric on her back at all. "Where?" Paz sighed, "there's nothing here."

She used one hand to hold her hair, completely unnecessary, since there were no clasps to be undone at her neck. The other hand pointed to the section of dress beneath her lower back and her ass. "There's three here," she pointed out to him. And she pulled her long brown hair around her shoulder out of the way, exposing the absolute most to him.

"If you can point to it can't you unclasp it," Paz grumbled.

"Perhaps I'm testing your obedience," Vissna's brow furrowed.

"Or my patience," Paz muttered.

"Din would," she countered.

He reached out and grabbed her throat, pulling her back to him, "I'm not Din," he growled into her ear. He squeezed her throat harder, threatening to break her neck.

"Do it," she said in a raspy, barely-there voice.

He let go and stood up, throwing her off his lap and onto the floor. Vissna gasped for air. Then she grabbed Paz's leg as he walked away, holding it down with the force. He turned around, kicking her in the face. She flew back against the side of the ship, hitting her head. She cupped her eye in her hand, it already started to swell.

"How dare you defile my face!" She shouted at him.

Paz gave her a menacing laugh, "Afraid Din will love you less when you look like that?" He said pointing at her eye.

Vissna screamed. She shot to her feet, fists in the air. She put the force behind her swing and landed her punch into Paz's side. "I hate you!" She screamed. She punched him again, this time shattering her hand against the side of his helmet. She grunted again the pain and coddled her limp hand.

"You're like a rabid Ewok, it's adorable," he mused.

She took her other hand and held it up to squeeze the life out of him but he grabbed her arm, slammed her against the ship's wall, and twisted her arm behind her back. She growled and twisted so he put more weight onto her crushing her, bruising her ribs.

"More," she grunted.

"You're a fucked up girl, you know that. I can see why Din likes you." He said easing off of her. "Are we done?" He asked in a bemused tone.

Vissna pushed herself off the wall with her bad hand. She moaned at the pain. Tears streamed down her face. It hurt to cry out of her bruised eye, which was now swollen shut. She reached to Paz's belt and took his vibroblade from it. Getting a good stab into his side before Paz grabbed her arm and squeezed until the blade fell to the floor. He held her at arms length above the ground and kneed her in the stomach, letting her fall across the room and onto the floor.

Paz took a moment to examine his new wound and he whistled, "maybe you're a Mandalorian after all." Then he grabbed his blade off the floor.

Vissna pushed herself off the ground and got to her feet. Her pupils were huge, her jaw and fists clenched tight, and her nostrils flaring.

Paz took a step back from her, "I think you're done kid, don't do it. You have to know when to stop."

Vissna didn't listen and she never learned things like don't and stop. Unless they came together like a pair. Don't stop, together, we're her very favorite words.

"Ah shit," Paz cussed, realizing she wouldn't back down until she was satisfied.

Vissna reached out and took the vibroblade from Paz using the force. Then she charged at him. Paz blocked her with his bracer and grabbed her neck. Vissna used the blade and gash his arm open. Paz cussed and smacked her across the face.

"No more games kid," Paz growled, "for your own safety drop the blade! I can't promise your safety if you don't comply." Vissna beamed in excitement at the prospect. And Paz cussed again.

He quickly took his blaster and shot the blade from her hand. Vissna whimpered at her burnt hand. Then he grabbed her head and forced her down to the ground beneath him, face down. He pressed his knees into her thighs, held her arms above her head and took an elbow to her back. She moaned and screamed. He covered her mouth and nose with one hand and squeezed her throat with the other until she passed out.

Paz rolled off of her, in pain and completely out of breath. They'd arrive on Concordia soon. His job just switched from protecting this girl to keeping her safe from herself. She was a menace. He smiled to himself, he liked her. Vissna moaned and rolled around next to him, her eyes fluttering open. He climbed over her, flipped her and shoved her face back into the ground. Then he unclasped the back of her dress.

"Go put clothes on, beast," Paz whispered into her ear, then he climbed off her and got to his feet, taking the pilot's seat to land the freighter.

Vissna smiled, and slipped out of her dress.

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Din sped through space lost in thought, going nowhere in particular. He currently knew where Vissna was headed. He could call Bo Katan now and ask for reinforcements. Together, they could probably take down Vissna. But they'd have to sway Paz to their side. Din wasn't so sure that could happen. For one, Paz was ordered to protect Vissna. The dream that she was selling him was the best offer of Paz's life. Vissna had that effect on people. She was addicting in that way. And she was currently with Paz right now, no doubt further twisting his mind to her will.

Din could go back to Mos Espa, but Fennec and Boba had a new city to run, and with it, problems to fix. He couldn't pull them away from that now. He wouldn't want to put their lives in danger either, or Grogu's. If he took them from Mos Espa, that meant less protection for his foundling.

Vissna had given him a memory of her as a child, she was under some sort of a trance, she slaughtered a village of people. A village of horrible people. He would have done the same. But it was the way she was able to do it that was… concerning… to say the least. He wondered if what she had shown him was the truth or a lie. By showing him, she'd made him feel more sympathetic towards her, more attached. It was hard to imagine having the ability to kill that many people with your mind. That sounded impossible. But she'd gotten him to care for her, vow to keep her safe, and that sounded impossible to him as well.

Then there was The Outlander Cafe. It physically hurt him to try thinking about it. Something happened there that Vissna didn't want him to see. He could go to Coruscant and investigate, but Vissna would reach Mandalore before him and become suspicious. She was already suspicious of him.

There didn't seem to be any simple or easy answers. Was he really going to go join them like nothing happened and pretend he was okay with Vissna? Was there a world in which Vissna helping the Mandalorians was a good thing?

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