Aut inveniam viam aut faciam

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Rating: Teen And Up Audiences

Archive Warning: Creator Chose Not To Use Archive Warnings
Category: M/M
Fandoms: Star Wars - All Media Types, The Mandalorian (TV), Star Wars: The
Book of Boba Fett (TV)
Relationships: Din Djarin & Anakin Skywalker, Din Djarin & Grogu | Baby Yoda, Din
Djarin/Luke Skywalker, Obi-Wan Kenobi & Anakin Skywalker, Obi-
Wan Kenobi & Anakin Skywalker & Ahsoka Tano, Anakin Skywalker &
Ahsoka Tano
Characters: Din Djarin, Anakin Skywalker, Obi-Wan Kenobi, Ahsoka Tano, Luke
Skywalker, Grogu | Baby Yoda
Additional Tags: Angst, Hurt, Some Humor, Hurt Din Djarin, Force Ghost Anakin
Skywalker, Force Ghost Obi-Wan Kenobi, Other Additional Tags to Be
Added, The Mandalorian Darksaber (Star Wars), and it's hunted, The
Force Is Weird (Star Wars), Anakin Skywalker Has Issues, Din Djarin
Has Issues, they both have issues, at least Anakin is having fun, And so
are the other force ghosts, Obi-Wan Kenobi is a Troll, and he mocks
Din's use of the darksaber
Language: English
Stats: Published: 2022-03-11 Updated: 2022-04-16 Words: 2,206 Chapters: 2/?
 Aut inveniam viam aut faciam
by Lysl456

Summary

Latin expression for "I shall either find a way, or make one,"

Din Djarin distracts himself with bounties, avoiding everything that reminds him of his son.

Meanwhile, Anakin was cursed to The Darksaber, and now follows the most stubborn
mandalorian he has ever met.

But hey, at least he can haunt his future son-in-law's dreams now.

Notes

This is a mix of my idea and literallyjustskywalkers's idea of Anakin hunting D'in just so he
Can date his son. Lmao

I'm linking their Tumblr at the end of their chapter!

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Chapter Notes
See the end of the chapter for notes

Din thinks that he is cursed.

He might have encountered far worse situations, and what he is going through is just
exaggerating, that he needs to release his frustration through his bounties. Yet the aftermath
of the rescue- the aftermath of a battle with no one besides him, truly showed how unlucky he
is, how his efforts to move on were pointless.

And don’t get him started with that damn laser sword.

Not only does it weigh all responsibility to unite his people, but even in the field.

Ever since he has been using it in combat, turning it on made the hilt feel heavier than an
average hilt, everything was blurry and deafening every time he swung it, and brought
nothing more than suffocating feelings, choking him with an invisible rope. It gets worse and
worse when he starts listening to whispers behind him, he even scoots all the area, only to
find the corpses of his targets.

But when he turns it off, the silence becomes one with the room he is in, everything is back to
normal.

Well, as normal as it can be for Din Djarin.

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After the battle on Mos Espa, and the exfiltration of Boba's rancor. He was kindly invited to
Boba's Palace, to celebrate their victory against the pykes syndicate. It was the beginning of
Boba's peace ruling on Tatooine, and really, Din thinks it's good. It was time this sand planet
had some changes. But now He is finding peace in sitting on his bed, He is staring with tired
eyes at the ceiling and is trying to get some slumber.

He moves in different positions to make himself comfortable, bringing his legs to his chest,
he had long gotten rid of his helmet, but his blaster is still hanging around his hip, nothing
confirms that someone might blast that door open at night, but he still has to be careful of
himself and of-

Grogu.

Time has stopped for Din, all that he could think of was Grogu. All the moments he passed
with him, they may be short, Nevertheless, the best Din could ask for. The kid managed to
make his loneliness go away with his mere presence, and made him for once, proud.

If He could control time, he would go back to slow his journey just for passing more time
with him.

As hopelessness is planting itself in his heart and it's already growing sturdy roots. He tries to
think how he led himself here, he never thought of missing someone, nor did he think he
could find someone to love and be loved back. He chuckles to himself, then quickly pinches
his lips tight to keep them from trembling, his eyes stung from the tears prickling up in his
eyes, he chuckles again, weaker than the first.

Tonight, he will let himself decompress. Allow the tears to fall again.

As he cries, his numbness and tiredness had led him to drift away.
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What was a cold night, became a hot one.

A very hot one.

Din blinks his eyes, scans his surroundings, but all he sees was void, he couldn't see anything,
it felt like being thrown to space alive, but without the stars around you to see you die, and
gain another dead body. He can feel the weird warmth all over his body. His senses were all
on high alert, this wasn't Tatooine, this is not Tatooine at all.

Where is he? Is he dead? He doesn't really enjoy the idea of being dead in his sleep, and
slowly being consumed to, hypothetically, Hell. But what if this is a dream? Or a nightmare?
Was he being tormented by his previous thoughts?

He doesn't have a clue. And it stresses him out. He needs to find out what is happening to
him. But where to start-

"Hey,"

He stops abruptly. And slowly, but surely, turn his head around to the source of the sound. He
isn't ready for what's coming to him, he has to trust his instincts at this moment.

There was still nothing.

"I'm up there, Mandalorian,"

He flicks his eyes up, and all he sees- All he sees is a blue figure, with a small smile on his
face, floating above his head while he is crossing his arms. It hits him that what he might be
looking at right now is not so alive. Not very reassuring for Din.

"Who are you," He asked, direct and firm.

"Chill," The ghost rolls his eyes and floats to Din's eye level. "First of all, you aren't dead, so
don't worry about yourself, and second of all, I'm…"

The ghost seems to reflect on what he is about to say. He opens his mouth to finally say "I am
Anakin,"

This is…quite helpful, it confirms the idea that he is in a dream, and not dead. Yet…

"What are you ?"

"Well," they raise their head, still making eye contact with him. "You are about to find out,
Din Djarin,"

"What?"

Din felt like being pulled back by some force, and everything that was once void became
light.

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 This is the weirdest dream, that his brain could ever conceive.

What was weirder, is that he could remember every bit of his dream, he could remember the
ghost hunting him in it, and his name, Anakin.

Who is- or, who was Anakin? He could see how his clothes resemble those of Skywalkers. Is
he hunted by some sort of Ghost Jedi? Does he have a relation with the darksaber?

The only way to find out is to use the weapon itself.

He unscathed the hilt of his belt, he then sat on the edge of his bed, he scrutinizes the beskar
of the hilt before pressing the button to turn it on. Emitting a soft hum pleasing to the ears,
the white light surrounding the black space.

In front of him, was the ghost from his dream.

"I'm surprised you figured it out so soon,"

Chapter End Notes

Here is their Tumblr !

https://literallyjustskywalkers.tumblr.com/post/678371869228924928/imagine-if-
anakin-just-started-getting-cameos-in

Kudos, comments and critics are very welcome !!

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Chapter Notes

Love leaving late updates lol, gotta update this until late june Inshallah.

See the end of the chapter for more notes

Anakin Skywalker loves watching the progress.

His son's new padawan seems to be making progress, faster than any padawan currently
under Luke’s eye, and with their ability to use the force to heal wounds, They have the
potential of being a great Jedi. Yet the child's attachment to his parent is hindering them from
doing much more. They could surpass their limits, but their belief in the force could never
rival their love for their father.

It reminds him of his training with Obi-Wan, how much time has passed, how much sweat
was dropped, how many adventures they went through together, and he still couldn’t reach
the full potential of the force. And all for one reason that is love. He loved Padmé, Obi-wan,
and Ahsoka as the family he received after he lost his mother. Some time to time, he wonders
if he followed his Jedi masters, mayhaps he could have been like Grogu, or he could have
avoided the dark side of the force or saved Padmé from her imminent death.

But now what has happened has happened, he is dead and he cursed everyone on his plane of
existence, and he still curses after Vader's- his death.

Because Anakin Skywalker is born to curse and be cursed.

Somehow, the force agrees with this. And cursed him to the ancient enemy of the Jedi. The
padawan's father, The Mandalorian.
On his first day of being cursed, it was the day the darksaber was won and passed on to the
Mandalorian, and the following sequence of events he was faced with was like hitting face
first on the wall. Seeing Bo Katan again? Not delightful in the slightest, The dark troopers
that looked like Vader and were ready to destroy Mando's team? Predictable, His son arriving
and destroying those troopers like child's play? Amazing, Remarkable, and Terrific.

He could go on and on on the appreciations but once again, Fate was treacherous. At the
moment when he saw The Mandalorian leaving his son to Luke.

The latter sacrificed everything to protect Grogu, in the small time he was in, he could
conclude that he is a good parent, he counted on his son as his son trusted his father, they
grew accustomed to each other, and their attachment grew strong, stronger, too stronger, it
should have put them in danger, as in, death danger or end of the universe danger.
Nevertheless, they took benefit of it and sorted out every situation, and unified them even
more.

It stings seeing them separately.

The Mandalorian and Grogu might never see each other again.

He observes him in his bounties and notices a pattern in the hunter's daily life, which is
pathetic and miserable. As it follows this pattern:

Pick a random bounty on Nevarro, work on this random bounty, return to Nevarro with the
bounty done, sleep in some room on the planet, and cry at night. And then repeat.

He wants to break this link as soon as possible, he needs to step out of this man's life because
this is making his head hurt, smoke could be felt on the top of his head, and his face recoils
and refuses to look at Mando's emotional turmoil, from denial of visiting his son.
All he could do at the moment was follow and settle this problem once and for all.

The Mandalorians tribe was tracked down at the Ringworld Glavis, a giant circular space
station; the Mando took interest in a bounty there too, which also showcased his ways of
addressing his threat.

He entered a butchery, cold and full of klatooinian butchers, each of them focused on their
work, yet couldn't resist sparing a glance at the Mando. The man’s presence has an influence
on others indeed, he can recognize that. He reaches what seems to be the boss's office, and on
the desk were a lot of New republic credits, lots of them.

The Klatooinian is persistent and determined enough to deny his own identity, but seems to
grow apprehensive and stressed each time the hunter contradicts.

"I can bring you in warm, or I can bring you in cold,"

And thus commenced the conflict, and soon enough, he would be using the Darksaber. He
has always seen him use the beskar spear or his fire weapon, he hopes he does use the saber
at once-

What in Sith blazing hell is this?

This man does not know how the fuck to use a lightsaber.

Anakin never cackled like this before, it feels like he is gonna die again. It proves to him now
that this man is ridiculous, he can't even master one form. Even a youngling a third of his age
can do better than that.
On his journey of being cursed, he called Obi-Wan for help. He needed help to wipe out or
break the link that links him and the saber, it picked his curiosity about how the force works
with curses or something similar like this, but it was antagonizing seeing Mando getting hurt
and bruised by the day using the said weapon.

He was at substrata of said Ringworld with the Mando's tribe, as he was waiting for his
Master to manifest his presence, and currently watching Din struggling with the saber
battling against the Armourer, it was amusing seeing him struggle.

He was parrying every strike dealt by the Armorer and taking steps away from their weapons,
and when it came to transitioning from defense to attack, the Armorer easily dodged his
slays, which resulted in his downfall.

Literally. To the empty vacuum that is space.

"You are fighting against the blade," They said as Mando grunted and backed up with his
jetpack on the catwalk, kneeling on it.

"It gets heavier with each move," He replied, trying to lift the saber, heavy in his hands.

"That is because you are fighting against the blade," They stated."You should be fighting
against your opponent,"

"Stand up," Their voice echoes all around the place, and honestly, Anakin is glad he isn't
dealing with them.

He glances at her before standing up, while the platform crackles and gets sliced under the
extreme heat of the weapon. Mando doesn't seem to care or give up and still lifts his weapon,
ready to deal with other blows despite how he struggles with it. As the fight continues,
 Mando seems to lose control over the fight, as The Armorer deals with many hits, the man is
losing with each blow and finally, loses control over it and falls on the metal.

"You cannot control it with your strength,"

Again, He raises, still breathing from the exhaustion of the fight.

"I want to try again,"

Stubbornness. Anakin likes that.

"Persistence without insight would lead to the same outcome, "They argue back. "Your body
is strong, but your mind is distracted,"

"I am focused,"

"The blade says otherwise,"

As they fell into silence, footsteps were getting near to the duo, and lo and behold, Paz Vizla,
even with all the armor, Anakin could feel the obvious desire for the saber that was in the
hands of the Mando. Which meant they will have to fight for it.

This is going to be very interesting.

Chapter End Notes

I have exams, i should be revising for my exams, but no. I'm watching Moon knight and
crying.
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