Chapter 2: The Hunt
Before going to Vale, Djarin used his Semblance to travel to Atlas to make a vital pickup. He appeared in front of a large hanger door and was greeted by one of the mechanics, a woman with brown curly hair wearing a jumpsuit covered in grease and oil. "Is it ready?" he asked calmly.
"I just put on the finishing touches," the mechanic replied as she led her customer to a large gray ship. They were both staring at the Razor Crest, a former Atlesian airship that the Mandalorian had purchased from that same mechanic. He usually traveled Remnant via his Semblance, but Djarin would need his ship to carry his target. The Mandalorian's Semblance, which he called "Gone Without a Trace," could teleport one other person, but this woman would be difficult to capture. Fighting her may take a lot of his Aura.
Djarin's first stop in his examination of the ship was the cockpit. He noticed the targeting system had been upgraded, the ship's missiles and bullets had been reloaded, and the steering had been replaced from one handlebar to a kind of steering wheel that could move the airship in any direction. Djarin pressed a button on the wall to reveal a storage area and a wall of about seven guns, a collection of pistols and rifles.
"Well?" the mechanic called out. "What do you say?"
"You went all out this time," Djarin complimented while handing her a few Lien. "You certainly earned your fee."
"More than my fee," she replied, still holding out her hand. "You know how long it took me to install the new ventilation system?"
"I didn't ask for a new one."
"Well, it's there now."
"..."
In defeat, the mechanic put her hand down as the Mandalorian walked back inside the ship to his seat. "So, where are you going now?" she asked as she joined him.
"Vale," Djarin replied.
"Well, the new fuel tank will get you there with half a tank left. But if you destroy this thing in the next two days, you might as well take it to another mechanic."
"Peli, you're a wonderful human being," Djarin replied with sarcasm.
"Yeah, yeah," Peli said as she left the ship. As soon as she opened the hanger door, the Razor Crest took off the ground and made its way to Vale.
About an hour and a half later, Djarin heard a soft beeping noise. Looking at the ship's computers, he couldn't see anything out of the ordinary. But he could still hear the beeping.
"Don't tell me Peli broke the computers," he prayed. However, Djarin realized the sound was coming from his armor. Looking at his belt, he could see a red light flashing. He pulled out the tracking fob the client had given him, which was flashing and beeping. The target was close.
Djarin landed in a clearing in a forest, deciding to travel by foot the rest of the way. The tracking fob began to beep louder as he left the woods and came into a clearing. He took out his rifle and looked into the scope. All he could see was a valley that led to a large mountain.
A low growl from behind made Djarin lower his rifle and stand still. His instincts kicked in as he heard a snarl, stabbing the end of his rifle as a Beowolf was inches from his face. Pressing a button on the side, Djarin watched as the Grimm spasmed from a jolt of electricity that ran through its body. The evaporated dust revealed three other Beowolves circling him.
Djarin hit the ground as one on his left pounced, the Grimm hitting another and tackling it to the ground. Djarin quickly aimed his rifle at the third but was too late to fire as the Beowolf sunk it's jaw into his leg. A jet of flame from Djarin's arm caused it to let go and howl in pain. Djarin took the opportunity to shoot it in the face and watch it turn to dust.
His attention focused on the other two as they began to fight each other, the first angered at the others' previous tackle. Djarin quickly reloaded his rifle with a cartridge on his sash and prepared to fire.
Only to be beaten by two darts that sunk into their necks.
Djarin saw an older man with a gray beard and a cap slowly walk out of the woods as the Grimm fell. "Thank you," Djarin called out.
"You're quite welcome," the old man replied with a smile. "Care to lend a hand?"
The man led Djarin to a small cabin in the woods. He sat down on the stairs to rest as the Mandalorian dragged one unconscious Grimm by a rope to a large cage. "You sure you need this?" Djarin called out as he approached the cage.
"Absolutely," the old man replied. "Just press that button once you're done." After Djarin left the cage, he pressed a button that activated a wall of Hard-Light Dust, trapping the Grimm inside the pen. Turning around to see the older man walk into his cabin, the Mandalorian followed him. He could see a workbench with tools and multiple blueprints on the floor. Djarin picked up one that showed some kind of bike without any wheels. The blueprint had the Atlesian symbol on the top left corner.
"You're Atlesian?" Djarin asked.
"Yep," the old man replied as he sat down next to the Mandalorian with an extended hand. "You can call me Pietro."
"Call me 'Mando,'" he said as he shook hands. He looked out the window to see a fenced area. Not quite the place for an engineering project. "Are you... working out here?"
"Not on that," Pietro replied, tapping the blueprint. "This is more of a pet project."
"Does it involve that Grimm?"
"It does. You might think I'm crazy, but I'm studying different types of Grimm."
"Doesn't sound crazy."
"Well, I'm also... trying to tame them."
"..."
"That was one of the reactions I expected," Pietro replied as he took a folder out from his desk. "But listen for a minute. Huntsmen and Huntresses have been around for years, doing a great job at keeping our world safe. But the Grimm don't seem to go away, no matter how many we kill. I've been working on a theory that the only way to stop them permanently is to control them, make them leave us alone."
Djarin had to admit that he was slightly interested in Pietro's theory. But this kind of work was dangerous. "And how do we exactly... control them?" he asked.
"Well... that's why I'm out here," Pietro replied. "I need first-hand experience with this. It's a trial by fire, so that's why I'm out here alone. Bringing in more people could risk someone getting hurt, God forbid dying."
"You're being cautious, that's true. But this could be all for nothing."
"Well, I'm not the only one who had a similar idea." Pietro held out the folder to Djarin. He opened it to see pictures and notes of Grimm, a research project led by one Doctor Merlot of Vale. "Now, mind you, I don't share Merlot's exact methods. The man wasn't mentally well, and his methods were... extreme. You know he was responsible for what happened to Mountain Glenn?"
Djarin had heard about Mountain Glenn. It was an attempt to expand the city of Vale that had disastrous results. The city was flooded with Grimm, with hardly any survivors. "He led Grimm to the city," Djarin realized.
"That's right," Pietro confirmed with a saddened look on his face. "He had a false belief that we could use Grimm as weapons for ourselves. I want to force them as far away from civilization as possible."
"A decent idea... considering. But one city fell because of this, and it could happen again."
"Which is why I have the one Grimm." Pietro pointed to the Beowolf in the cage. "At first sight of trouble, I'm throwing all this away and going back to what I do best. Now, what about you? You a bounty hunter?"
"I am," Djarin replied as he took out the tracking fob and showed it to Pietro. "My target should be somewhere near a mountain."
"Is your target a criminal?"
"Possibly."
"You know... I saw a group of people heading towards that mountain." Pietro pointed to the mountain outside his window. "That was a few days ago, and they haven't come back since. If that fob is working, that could mean they're camping up there."
"Then that's where I'm going," said Djarin. Before he could open the door, Pietro grabbed his arm.
"Now, hold on. That mountain isn't the best place to hike. I've seen people die trying to climb up it."
"You said those people were camping up there."
"Those were Huntsmen and Huntresses. They came to me for help when one of them hurt her leg. After I fixed her up, they still went back there. It's almost as if they didn't want to be found."
"Then I'll take my ship up there."
"And let them see you?"
Djarin knew Pietro had a point. Hiking and flying seemed like a bad idea, and his Semblance wouldn't take him to their camp. It probably couldn't get him far up the mountain. "You have any other ideas?" he asked.
"I may have one," Pietro said as he looked out his window. Djarin followed his gaze to the Beowolf in the cage.
"You can't be serious."
The Mandalorian fell off the Beowolf for the second time. As it slowly backed away, Djarin looked to Pietro, who was pointing a rifle at the Grimm. At the moment, Djarin was trying to ride the Beowolf. The idea was just as crazy as it sounded. However, if Djarin was to have the element of surprise, the Grimm was the only way to get there. Beowolves were known to climb any kind of surface, and Pietro took this opportunity as a test run. So far, it wasn't going well.
"This isn't going to work," said Djarin as he left the enclosed area.
"This is science, Mando," Pietro replied, not taking his eyes off the Grimm. "The main point of science is to try and try again."
"I'm not a scientist."
"So you're giving up that easily?"
"This is impossible. I'll just take my chances using my ship to-"
"I thought you were supposed to be a Mandalorian," Pietro quickly cut him off. "I read about your ancestors, how they fought and died to their last dying breath for whatever they set their minds to. Whether it's bounty hunting or protecting their family and home, they wouldn't give up without a fight. What about you?"
"..."
Pietro was a bold one, talking to him like this. But Djarin had surprisingly found a new determination. Pietro was right; the Mandalorians weren't quitters, not even when the odds were stacked against them. This is the Way. "Besides... third times the charm," Pietro said with a chuckle.
Getting back inside the fence, the Mandalorian slowly approached the Beowolf, which had gotten into an attack position.
Djarin fired a wire from his gauntlet, and it wrapped around the Grimm's throat. It tried to run away, but Djarin pulled it closer to him and jumped on its back. It was a surprisingly even surface, easy to sit down. The fur was as coarse as hair, not very easy to grip. But Djarin kept his grip firm as the Grimm tried to knock him off. Djarin suddenly remembered learning that Beowolves had a sensitive spot on their back legs. So he kicked its back leg as it let out a howl in pain. The Grimm calmed down as it moved slowly around the fence, with the Mandalorian on top of it.
Pietro lowered his rifle and clapped. Djarin had done it. Against all odds, he had managed to control a Grimm and make it a means of transportation to the mountain. Maybe Pietro wasn't as crazy as he initially thought. And perhaps Djarin had made his ancestors proud.
The next day, Djarin and Pietro dragged a cart with the Grimm in it to the foot of the mountain. It was time to find Lila Birch. Djarin opened the cage and pulled the Beowolf out.
"Mando."
Djarin turned to see Pietro holding a card with a phone number on it. "We made great progress with this one," he continued. "But if it gives you any trouble, tries to hurt you in any way, call me. I'll put the whole thing to a stop."
"Of course," Djarin replied.
"And feel free to come back to my cabin when you're done. If you're injured, I can help."
"Thank you." Djarin held out his hand. Pietro shook it, wished him good luck, and watched as the Grimm climbed the stone with ease.
Djarin found a path after five minutes of climbing. After pulling on the hair to make the Grimm stop, Djarin climbed off. Using the visual enhancement in his helmet, Djarin could see human footprints leading up the path. A growl caused him to turn around and see the Grimm pounce towards him.
The Mandalorian quickly dodged and took out a large knife. Stabbing it in the back, Djarin watched as the Grimm turned to dust. It seemed the Grimm was waiting for Djarin to be off guard. It couldn't kill him while he was on his back or looking at him. Instead, it watched and waited for the right time, which had ironically led to its death. Impressed by the display of intelligence, Djarin activated his gauntlet and sent a message to Pietro.
He responded in less than a minute.
"Understood. Good luck."
The footprints had led the Mandalorian to a campsite, and the tracking fob was beeping and flashing faster than before. This was the right place. Lila Birch was here.
After climbing a small hill to stay out of sight, Djarin removed the scope from his rifle and examined the camp. There were three tents and the entrance to a cave behind the tents. Djarin could see five people talking to each other. Three were holding rifles and swords, while the other two had different, unique weapons. One was a Faunus with horns, and the others were all human.
Djarin began to strategize his attack. He could see that Lila Birch wasn't among the group. It was possible that she was inside the cave. "The rocks," Djarin thought to himself as he looked above the cave at a few large rocks. "They'll be caught off guard if I knock them down. They might take care of some of those people, and then-"
The sound of metal snapped the Mandalorian out of his thoughts. Looking back to the path, his eyes were glued to some kind of... droid. It looked like the Atlesian Knight-130s the client brought with him, but it was different. It had arms and legs as thin as pipes, connected to a central chest piece. And its head was unlike the knights. It was a long, cylinder-like shape. Not very human-like. And its eyes were tiny tubes on its head.
"What the hell?"
The droid had caught the attention of the five people. They all looked at it while readying their weapons. The Faunus walked in front of the group. "What do you want?" the Faunus demanded.
"NOT WHAT," a robotic voice rang out from the droid. "WHO."
"...Who do you want to see?"
"LILA BIRCH."
"We... We don't know anyone with that name," one girl said.
"YOU ARE LYING," said the droid. "I KNOW SHE IS HERE."
The girl took out her rifle and pointed it at the droid. "Your wires must be crossed, Rusty! Get out of here."
The droid's right arm extended and took a gun off from its side. "DROP YOUR WEAPON."
The girl responded by firing a bullet at the droid. The bullet exploded on impact, but its target was unfazed. It fired at the girl, causing an explosion and knocking her backward. Her friends returned fire, multiple Dust rounds hitting their target, but the droid continued to return fire. Djarin watched closely at the battle. It seemed he had some competition for Lila Birch. But he couldn't allow this.
The people ran away from the droid to their tents. Djarin ran up behind the droid. "Droid, stand dow-!"
*BANG*
He didn't get to finish his command as a Fire Dust bullet knocked him to the ground. Sneaking up on it wasn't a good idea.
The droid's attention returned to the others as they pulled out automatic weapons from their tents. One ran inside the cave while the others fired at the droid. Unable to withstand the rapid bullets, the droid took cover behind the rocks. Djarin recovered and fired his rifle at the Faunus, disintegrating him. He ran to the rocks as more bullets came his way. "YOU ARE NOT ALLIED WITH THEM," the droid observed.
"Yeah, no shit!" the Mandalorian replied as he fired his pistol at the group. The red bolts made contact with their Auras. "I'm looking for Birch too. Help me, and we'll share the reward."
"I AGREE TO YOUR TERMS."
The droid fired two shots from his two guns at the girl. The bullet from the larger gun was Ice Dust, which froze her foot. The second was Fire Dust, which made contact with the ice as it shattered in an instant. The girl screamed in pain as she held her leg, which was now without a foot. The other two dropped their rifles and reached behind their backs. One pulled out a pair of nunchakus with spikes on one end while the other pulled out a black longsword and shield. The second stepped forward and used his shield to block each bullet, his partner not far behind.
"WE REQUIRE A NEW STRATEGY," said the droid.
The Mandalorian peaked his head out and saw the two approaching faster. "Wait until they're distracted," he ordered as he disappeared.
The Mandalorian reappeared behind the duo and stabbed the first one with the electric end of his rifle. The sound of electricity caused his partner to turn around and swing his sword at the gun, damaging the electric end. The droid fired at the distracted warrior, but his Aura blocked the shots.
"I'll handle the Mandalorian," the one with the nunchakus told his partner. "Turn that droid to scrap." He then swung the spiked ends at his opponent, which the Mandalorian blocked with his gauntlets. Djarin teleported away again and reappeared to his left.
Djarin raised his rifle just in time as one of the nunchakus wrapped around the end. Djarin quickly pulled, and his opponent lost balance. He was able to send a knee to his face, and he fell. Djarin stepped on his chest, but then his foot sank into the man's body. He also felt like he was standing in sand.
Which, as a matter of fact, he was.
The man had turned part of his body into sand, enabling him to avoid the pain of the stomp. Djarin tried to pull his foot out but failed; the man was able to send a few punches to his leg before standing back up. Dropping the nunchakus, the man turned his hands into a sand hammer and ball with spikes.
"You really wanna do this?" he asked with a grin.
"I still have a job to do," Djarin replied as he raised his fists.
"Alright then."
The man sent the ball towards the Mandalorian's head, which he blocked by raising his arm and made contact with the human part of his opponent's arm. Djarin punched the man in the face, who hit him with the hammer in retaliation. The Beskar was able to absorb most of the attack, but Djarin felt like he had been hit with a slab of granite. It didn't help when the spiked ball hit him again. Before the hammer could hit him again, the Mandalorian vanished.
The sandman looked around but couldn't find his opponent. He then saw the droid pummeling his partner into the ground. He ran over to help, hitting the droid in the back and sending it back a few feet. His partner remained motionless. Before he could check for a pulse, the sandman felt a wire wrap around his arm. He turned to see the Mandalorian send a jet of flame towards him. The sandman used his Aura to protect himself from the flame, and he ran to the Mandalorian. As the flame died down, the Mandalorian felt the spiked ball hit him again.
Only for it to shatter in an instant when he fell.
The sandman screamed in pain as he looked at his arm. Looking at the other one, he could see the sand hammer had turned to glass. The Mandalorian used his fire to heat the sand to turn both his arms into glass. He tried to use his Aura to relieve the pain, but it shattered once a fist made contact with his face, knocking him unconscious.
The Mandalorian turned to the droid walking back towards him, noticing a limp. "Your leg not working?"
"I HAVE SUFFERED MINOR DAMAGE IN MY CONFLICT," the droid replied.
Before Djarin could say anything, a fast beeping noise made him turn to his belt. He pulled out the tracking fob to see that the light was flashing faster than before. "She's nearby," the Mandalorian said as he took out his pistol.
The droid took out its weapons as the top half of its body spun around twice. "I DO NOT DETECT ANY LIFE FORMS IN OUR IMMEDIATE SURROUNDINGS."
An explosion from the cave caused the duo to turn around. Facing the cave, the Mandalorian could hear the beeping picking up its pace. He suddenly saw an orange glow begin to form in the entrance. It began to glow brighter. And brighter. And brighter.
"Out of the way!" Djarin yelled as he jumped to the side. A burst of flame erupted from the cave. Djarin then saw the fire die down to reveal a blonde-haired woman staring at the duo with amber eyes. The tracking fob had a steady beep, and the red light was solid. "It's her!"
The droid raised its weapons, and Djarin raised his pistol. Djarin then noticed the woman's eyes give off a hint of fire. It was almost as if her eyes were on fire... but they weren't burning. She raised her left hand, and another burst of fire made its way to the Mandalorian, who quickly used his Semblance to teleport next to the droid. He expected another burst of fire once she raised her other hand to the duo. A gust of wind came out instead, sending them back a few feet. The clouds above her began to thunder, and a lightning bolt struck in front of them, knocking them behind a few rocks. Birch picked up the longsword from her ally and flew towards the rocks. Her hunters were nowhere to be found.
"Show yourself, Mandalorian!" she screamed.
Djarin had used his Semblance to teleport himself and the droid onto the ledge of a hidden cliff, out of sight. But worrying about losing his cover wasn't the only thing on his mind.
"What kind of Semblance is that?" he asked, completely caught off guard by her apparent ability to control fire, wind, and even lightning at the same time.
"IT APPEARS SHE CAN SUMMON ELEMENTAL POWERS AT WILL," the droid replied. "I AM NOT DESIGNED TO WITHSTAND THAT KIND OF POWER. I HAVE NO CHOICE." A small metal sphere with red lights came out of the droid's chest.
"What are you doing?" Djarin asked.
"MANUFACTURER'S PROTOCOL DICTATES, I CANNOT BE CAPTURED. I AM PREPARED TO SELF-DESTRUCT."
"What?! No, do not self-destruct!"
The ground beneath them began to rise. As it reached the top, Lila grabbed the Mandalorian by his throat and the droid by the lower part of its head.
"You murdered my friends!" she said to the Mandalorian. The duo responded with multiple blasts and Dust bullets to Lila's chest, but her Aura blocked out the attacks. She then threw the two behind her, and they landed on the ground and slid a few feet away.
Djarin fired again, but Lila flew into the air and summoned another bolt of lightning. The Mandalorian hit a rock wall and fell to the ground. Lila ran up to him and grabbed him by the throat. She began to tighten her grip, staring into his visor with her fiery eyes. She then looked down at his belt, noticing a red light and a steady noise. Grabbing it, she examined it closely, slightly loosening her grip.
"A tracking fob," she said as fire formed in her hand. The fob melted, and she turned back to the Mandalorian. "You're a bounty hunter. Who hired you?" The Mandalorian responded by punching Lila in her face and gut, her Aura blocking out the pain. "Who hired you?" she asked again, tightening her grip.
Two Dust rounds to her back caused her to turn around at the droid. Letting Djarin go, she sent two more bursts of fire at the droid. The Mandalorian used this distraction to stab her leg with his knife and teleport away.
Reappearing next to the droid, Djarin watched Lila grab her leg and start to heal herself.
"I CANNOT SUFFER ANY FURTHER DAMAGE," the droid said as it opened its chest again. "I MUST BE DESTROYED."
"No, do not-!" Djarin stopped himself as he began to think. "Wait, I have an idea. Lead her to the entrance of the cave and tell her your protocol."
"AFFIRMATIVE," the droid replied as Djarin disappeared again.
Lila stood up and charged towards the retreating droid, dodging each bullet it fired. Freezing both guns and grabbing the droid, Lila began to crush its head. "Maybe I'll learn something from you," she said.
"I DISAGREE," the droid replied as the flashing sphere reappeared. "MANUFACTURER'S PROTOCOL FORBIDS REVEALING INFORMATION OR ALLOWING CAPTURE. I MUST BE DESTROYED."
Lila realized what was happening and created two gusts of wind to propel herself away from the droid and in front of the cave entrance. As she raised her hand to attack, a few pebbles fell in front of her. Looking up, she saw three large rocks falling, about to crush her where she stood.
"No!" she yelled as she sent a jet of flame at the largest one, destroying it. Her efforts were in vain, though, as the smaller rocks fell on top of her.
Djarin jumped down from the cliff and began to dig. While his plan to trap her under the rocks worked, the Mandalorian needed Lila alive. Miraculously, Lila was still alive, but her Aura shattered. "Please..." she weakly said to the Mandalorian. "Please don't... take it."
The Mandalorian didn't know what Lila was talking about, but he didn't care. He dug out her hands and placed a pair of shackles on her. "Stand up," Djarin ordered.
"Please... don't," she begged again.
Djarin pulled her up and began to drag her towards the path. He was starting to wonder how he was going to get Lila out of here. He looked at his Aura levels; it was in the red zone. He could try to teleport to the bottom of the cliff and walk to his ship. If he played his cards right, this could-
*BANG*
Djarin turned around to see the droid aiming a pistol at him. Djarin couldn't feel any pain in his body and didn't hear the bullet bounce off his armor. That was when he felt Lila fall to the ground. A red spot was on her chest. The droid had shot Lila, and without her Aura, she was going to die. "No!" Djarin yelled as he looked at the droid. "What did you do?!"
"MY ORDERS WERE CLEAR," the droid replied. "THE TARGET WAS TO BE DESTROYED."
"What? No, we were supposed to bring her alive."
"I WAS INSTRUCTED TO TERMINATE THE TARGET."
"...By who?"
Before the droid could reply, a burst of orange light exploded from Lila's body. After remaining still long enough for Djarin to notice, the light flew into the cave.
The duo looked at each other before walking into the cave. The walk was short, as the hunters found a small clearing with sunlight coming in from the ceiling. Djarin's eyes landed on a blanket, glowing the same color as the light he saw. Before taking another step, a man emerged from behind a rock and fired at the Mandalorian. The bullet grazed his arm, and Djarin returned fire, the red blast hitting his face. The droid approached the blanket and slightly picked it up to get a look inside.
"UNEXPECTED," it said.
"What is it?" Djarin asked.
The droid pulled the blanket and cast it aside. It revealed a young girl with black hair wearing a white shirt and gray pants. She was surrounded in orange light. The Mandalorian immediately recognized her; it was the servant girl from the Glass Unicorn, the one he helped before leaving Atlas.
"What are you doing here?" Djarin asked.
The girl backed away to the stone wall and grabbed a sword, preparing to defend herself with defiance written on her face.
"We're not going to hurt you, I just want-"
The droid raised its pistol and aimed at the girl. The defiance from the girl disappeared. It had been replaced with fear.
"Wait, we don't need to hurt her," Djarin approached closer to the droid. "I know where she lives. I'll take her back."
"PROTOCOL DICTATES, I CANNOT LEAVE ANYONE HERE ALIVE," the droid said as it grabbed the girl's sword and broke the blade off. "THE CHILD MUST BE TERMINATED."
The girl dropped the broken sword and closed her eyes, tears falling down her face.
*BANG*
The girl heard something fall to the ground. Opening her eyes and feeling her chest, she saw that there was no bullet wound. And the droid was on the ground.
The Mandalorian put his pistol away and slowly extended his hand to the girl. Who smiled, slowly reached up, and took it.
Author's notes: I hope you enjoyed this chapter, it was really fun to write. I will also be updating my other story as I write this one, so I'm sorry in advance for the wait. Also, some of you may say that Pietro was out of character with the Grimm, but that's done with, and he'll be back to doing what he does best: engineering. So no need to worry about that. If it upset you, I'm sorry.
To 54godamora, Watts is the client, yes.
To Legend Knight 00, I'm glad I have your attention.
ToDude64, I'm glad you like the story. I do have plans for Bo-Katan, but I'm not sure about Jango or Boba. There will be similarities to The Mandalorian, but I don't want to make this story an exact copy of the show. That would be lazy writing. Also, there is very little Beskar left on Mandalore/Menagerie.
To MasterPrince713, I'm glad you like this story and my last Mandalorian one, thank you for reviewing. Summer Rose is not "missing," I don't have any plans for Kuroyuri yet. But the butterfly effect will be used here. As for how, you'll have to wait and see.
To SirSpangler, I understand your concerns. The Mandalorians are superior to most Huntsmen and Huntresses, but they are not large in number. And they will not be OP or "gods of war." They are strong, but their true strength is in numbers. The clans may not be as strong as Mandalore once was, but they are not powerless. I hope you'll continue to read this story.
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