masked

Chapter Three

Aria's POV:

"Get down here now! You aren't going to believe this."
I watched as the extremely pale guy dressed in all black spoke into a small handheld radio. I couldn't speak because I was frozen with fear but my thoughts were racing.
Mainly about how the pale guy is dressed super cliché villain but also about how badly I have to pee.

I allowed my eyes to wonder only upwards. Levels upon levels of floors, all white with black accents, huge floor to ceiling glass panels, and at every entrance there stood at least two troopers standing guard, clearly very ready for any action thrown their way. It was quite impressive, really. I doubt I could stand still on fighting stance all day.
But why does any ship need this many floors? Or this many troopers? What was so special about this ship or this base? What are these troopers protecting?

"What's the problem, Hux?" A deep metallic voice interrupted my thoughts as it rang through the entire docking bay where we all stood in a line as if we were children in trouble. I looked over and saw a tall figure dressed in all black, of course, coming our way.
Don't these guys know, there's more colours to wear other than charcoal black?
"Ah, good. You're here." Hux said to the cloaked being behind the mask. It was cool of him to wear a cape but why the mask? What has he got to hide?
I kept zoning out of whatever pasty boy Hux was saying to tall, dark, and cloaked but I did hear the part where Hux spouted "It seems this girl has captured the Wagner Brothers."
Okay, but why say 'girl' like that, Hux? Sexist much? I rolled my eyes at my thoughts and tried to shake them all away. I forced myself to focus since this was kind of a matter of life or death.

Tall, Dark, and Cloaked took a step forward and was almost eye level with the big, blue hog-man. Well, he would've been eye to eye with hog-man if he took his mask off, that is.
"This girl?" he questioned Hux without even looking my way. Instead, he stretched his arm out in my direction, lazily pointing two fingers my way while staring down at hog-man. His masked face was so close, you could practically feel the intense daggers he was staring upon his fat, blue face.
Hux cleared his throat before confirming that, yes, I indeed was the one to bring these beasts in. Can I go now? Before I could even think of moving, I heard choking and gagging. I looked over my shoulder to see the cloaked man force choking the blue hog man until he fell onto the floor, lifeless.
I was amazed. Shocked.
Who was behind that mask?

I had heard about The Force from a few of the guys back in the academy but I didn't think it was actually real. I think its something in powerful beings minds where they can control things, people, or even make things move? I'm not entirely sure what it is or exactly how it works, but whatever it is, it sounds pretty damn cool.
Especially when you can just sit back and choke out the bad guys with only your mind.

Tall, Dark, and Cloaked finished the other two off and they all three remained with the same fate: on the floor; strangled to death. He removed his helmet and turned to face Hux but stopped midway and met my eyes. Whoa. Tall, Dark and Cloaked turned out to be Tall, Dark, and Handsome. His voluminous hair fell out of his helmet and lay right above his shoulders. His hair was dark and wavy, it looked silky smooth too. His eyes were a deep chocolate brown and I almost melted when he moved to stand directly in front of me. I waited for him to speak, to yell at me, something, anything. But he didn't speak. He just stood hovering way too closely over me and stared intensely at me for way too long. I lowered my eyes. I could no longer meet his powerful stare. There was something so intense about his stare that it made my knees go weak and my palms grow sweaty. Something about this tall, handsome, villain wannabe made me weak. But why? What is he?
Who is he?

What felt like minutes had passed and his wordless yet powerful stare was still held on me. No expression on his face, just his dark eyes locked on mine. What the hell does this fool want?!
Just as I was about to open my mouth to speak, he briskly turned away from me and moved toward this General Hux I'm not so very fond of. He whispered something into Hux's ear then placed his helmet back over his beautiful hair and face.
Why hide such beauty?

Hux walked over to me with a smirk playing across his lips. He grabbed my arm and held a tight grip on me, as if he were half expecting me to put up a fight. "You are now a prisoner of the First Order. You may follow me." The fuck!?
My heart sank.
Why the hell was I being held as a prisoner? And most importantly, can I please go pee now!?