J.C. An unlikely love story (Thrawnxf!reader)

Tracking the preys

"Torpedos incoming!"

You grip the backrest of the nearest chair, bracing for impact. They come crashing against the hull of the Zephyr, making it tremble and you think you heard a fissure ripping apart the metal.

"Report!" You yell.

"Bord Turbolaser down, the hull has cracks on the bord side!"

You swear interiorly, this is gonna take some time to repair. You hope no one of the crew got snatched away by the vacuum attraction.

"What happened to the shield?" Demands Captain Marttilf.

"They got one of the generators." You answer, looking at the screens. A new salvo comes hit the ship, blinding you momentarily with the flashes.

The situation is not yet critical but it degenerates rapidly, your sole comfort is that your opponents are in as much difficulty. As the light became bearable once again you can see the adverse ship with sparks and cracks all over its hull.

"I'm done playing this game. Charge the proton beam canon !" He orders.

"Sir, wouldn't it obliterate the target ?" You question

"That's my intention." He says eyes fixed on your enemies.

"Shouldn't we preserve them for questioning ?" You worry.

He turns himself towards you with an icy glare.

"Unfortunately, we are in no position to do it, and it's my duty to protect my ship and my crew."

"Sir, the beam is too powerful and will siphon all the ship ressources, rendering us vulnerable. I suggest we use the Flak cannons."

He shot you a death glare but you supported his gaze, wondering for a moment if you overstepped the line.

"Proton beam cannon ready, captain!" Speaks an officer.

His eyes slide to her then go back to you. He sighs.

"Hold it! Cannons, aim at their cockpit pane !"

A series of affirmations make itself heard and soon enough a geyser of lasers is spit by the Zephyr's cannons. You watch as they travel through the munitions they throw at you, and make the pane explode. All the people present in the cockpit are claimed by the void and the front of the ship is rendered unusable. Without anyone to pilot it, the pirate ship comes to a stop and ceases its attack.

You release your breath.

"Officers Sealan, prepare a transport for boarding. Lieutenant (y/l/n), you take a squad of stormtroopers and inspect this ship."

"Yes, sir."

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You walk into the walkway carefully with a bunch of stormtroopers behind you. You gesture to two of them to walk before and inspect the intersection, you wait with your gun in hands. While they advance you communicate with the second team.

"LS-055, report!"

You hear static before the answer comes through.

"We are progressing without obstacles for now, Lieutenant."

"Perfect. Keep searching the ship and contact me if-"

"Wait! Something ahead!"

You hear him scream inside your ear and follows a cacophony of gunshots and yells. Shit! You think. You turn towards your team and wave at them to speed up.

"Hurry! We need to go help the second team."

You keep advancing carefully with a quicker pace and you reach your men without crossing paths with anyone else but you find them blocked in the passageway while the pirates are defending a room, using metal tables as barricades. You take cover behind a wall with some of your men and crane to take a peek and evaluate the situation, a shot passes near your face and burns strands of hair dangling on the side of your face. You flatten yourself against the wall and shoot. You hit one of the pirates on the shoulder and he hides behind a table wobbly, but his comrades keep shooting and plot their escape. Five meters away from you, on the other side of the intersection the rest of your teams try to deploy themself but they don't have the time under the hail of lasers. You hear a voice in your ear.