A Rebel Dream ~ Star Wars Fan Fiction

The Danger of the Past

Authors Note: It's been a while but here is the next chapter. I like to give people a chance to read it then I post when it's a good time. I know a lot of you like to read books at night and so do I and that is why
I typically post at night. So here it is!! If you thought the last chapter was a cliff hanger then you are wrong because it was a closer. These next chapters I will post regularly because the book at this point is reaching its climax. Some of the best chapters in my opinion as the writer are coming and they are very eventful. This chapter has gone through so many edits so I hope you enjoy it. There is also one of my all time favorite songs above and ties in so well to this chapter. So hope it gets you excited for more!!

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I was working in my quarters constantly hearing the movement of my pen. I had to fill out a report on orders of Grand Moff Tarkin. He had us all constantly working, which made me now realize why Vader put me under his command. I now hated him as equally as I did Vader and the sight of him made me want to curl up all my insides. He was the one who told me I had to let go of Josh permanently or I would be facing the dire consequences. Due to this I had not seen him in several weeks. Then I heard a knocking noise on the door, I tensed up almost giving myself a mini heart attack. Then as the door creaked open, I let out a sigh of relief, it was Josh. He walked in and started to pace around the room, I glanced up from my work and could see something was wrong. His face was coated in a look of anxiety as I could see something troubling as the look began to grow. "What's wrong?" I blurted causing him to wip around facing me.

"Have you heard the news, that a rebel princess is being held aboard the Death Star."

He told me which was not new news at all, the rumors were circulating around like wild fire spreading vigorously. From the fact that the empire captured an imperial senator, which had never been done before. "Yeah I heard the news, why?" I didn't know why he would be so upset over something like this. I didn't concern us as imperial officers, there was nothing we could do. What was I saying, this was someone who did care about the outcome of others. Have I really lost all the my hope for a better future, maybe. Then I remembered what he said, rebel. Was he implying we rescue her, that could led to curtain death let alone how to get on board.

"Why... we need to rescue her, you were apart of the rebel alliance at one point. I don't know what happened but you have not lost yourself that much, this I know. We just need to save her no matter the risks. She apparently has information on the Death Star itself and there maybe a way to destroy it. This is what we have been waiting for and not only that it could be a major victory for the alliance and even the galaxy. You said sometimes you have to take a chance and this is it."

He finished expressing the true colors of being devoted to a greater cause, but I had last that. The will to fight, the Empire took that away from me. I became infused with pain and sadness within in myself and became fired up "We aren't going to save her, and I'm not going to have what happened before." I stepped back into my chair realizing what I had just spoke, out load. I felt a pit in my stomach begin to grow. Before. Why would I say that. I questioned my choice of words, he will what to know why I said that. It had been years since I had been integrated. I still remembered that day, it was a haunting memory that would not fade. It was the day that my whole life turned upside down and recalling it and was even more painful. Then Josh turned to me now starring at me. I never noticed how his eyes sparkled with a deep blue glow. Then he asked that question the one I worried about answering and even telling him, since first meet.

"Before."

He repeated my miss stepped word as a way of beginning to question me. I glanced down now staring at the floor preventing me from looking at him and confessing the truth. A circulating wave of shock of not physical but metal pain began to over take me "Never mind it's not important." He gave me concerning look as I got up to exit my quarters. I desperately needed a breath of fresh air to think on my dwelling thoughts. He turned towards me placing his hand upon my shoulder pulling me toward him as he urged me to reconsider.