𝐋𝐀𝐘 𝐀𝐋𝐋 𝐘𝐎𝐔𝐑 𝐋𝐎𝐕𝐄 𝐎𝐍 𝐌𝐄 | poe dameron

𝐢𝐢. I need a princess

.·:*¨༺ ༻¨*:·.

first order ship

When Poe woke up what felt like hours but also minutes later, it was to the sound of boots on metal and the gravelly, robotic voice of his captor. He had been on the ship for what felt like days and probably was, being probed and tortured by what looked like the same stormtrooper but could've been a dozen different ones.

"I had no idea we had the best pilot in the resistance on board." Kylo Ren said as Poe came to. "Comfortable?"

Poe could feel dried blood on his face and the metallic taste in his mouth and his limbs felt as though they had aged a millennia from being stuck in the same position for what could've been days. He tried to catch a glimpse of the girl from earlier again but she was still encased in shadows.

"Not really." Poe said dryly as Kylo Ren stepped forward.

"I'm impressed." The gravelly voice said again, coming closer to Poe. "No one has been able to get out of you what you did to the map."

"You might want to rethink your technique." Poe said weakly but was only met with silence. But then, Kylo raised his hand.

Poe could feel him in his mind, poking and probing at his thoughts and causing the most horrible wave of nausea to hit him. But then, Kylo shoved his head backwards so hard Poe thought his brain jolted into his skull.

"Where is it?" Kylo growled out, still probing through Poe's mind as the pilot grunted.

"The resistance..." Poe said, voice straining as he spoke. "Will not be intimidated by you."

"Where..." Kylo asked once more, pulling Poe forward with the force. ".... Is... It...?"

The pressure became too much and as Poe released a primal yell from deep within him, Kylo finally released his hold on the pilot's mind and left him panting in the contraption.

"Thank you for your co-operation." Kylo said blandly, his voice grating on an exhausted Poe. "But I must ask, will the Resistance be intimidated by the fact that I have their best pilot and their Princess?"

Through the haze of pain and pressure, Poe heard those words. He didn't even hear Kylo Ren informing one of his generals of BB-8 because his weak neck managed to turn to look at the shadowy figure in the corner, where the woman he and the resistance had been looking for for over a year was.

"Padme?"

He heard a small sigh from the dark corner and then the voice that he now recognise from countless speeches and ceremonies.

"I guess you didn't have to die to figure out my name did you?"

Then, Poe was out cold.

.·:*¨༺ ༻¨*:·.

When Poe next woke up, he was greeted with the white helmet of a Stormtrooper he had gotten to know so very well. However this time was different. The Stormtrooper pushed a button and the clasps that held him to the torture chair released and Poe was pulled from the position he had laid in for so many days and escorted away with a blaster pressed to his chest.

Just before the doors to the chamber closed behind them, Poe caught a glimpse of Padme in the corner of the room. Still as unmoving as ever.

The Stormtrooper escorted him through the halls, the blaster shaking slightly in his hand which confused the Pilot as to what in the galaxy was going on? They turned a corner and the Stormtrooper shoved him into small alcove where he finally lowered his plastered and faced Poe.