Hunter x Female Jedi Reader

The Mission (Part 2)

Alaric Madden smiles. It comes off as friendly, but you can see a glint of deception in his eyes.

He puts his feet up on the desk, slightly leaning back in his chair. "That day... Never have I seen a Jedi Master so helpless."

You make a fist with your dominant hand. You know that your face is displaying an angry expression. You hope Madden sees it.

"Master L/N was on the verge of death when I found them. Some Imperial soldiers were about to finish their job; finishing Order 66."

"Let me guess: you came in and saved the day." You interrupt, rolling your eyes.

"Well, I wouldn't put it like that."

You look over at Hunter. He's narrowing his eyebrows at Alaric Madden, his hand resting on his dagger.

You can sense Madden's growing nervousness. "I'll just cut to the end of the story, yes?" His nervous expression returns to his usual, relaxed state. "I dealt with the soldiers and brought your master here after they had fallen unconscious due to blood loss."

"Where are they now?" Hunter asks.

Madden smiles. "Why don't I have my guards take you to them?"

You and Hunter sense a group of mercenaries from downstairs running towards the office. You both get up from your chairs and turn around to face them. You don't get your lightsaber out yet, but you have your blaster ready. As they arrive and open the door, they stun you and Hunter.

As the stunning effect hits you, you first black out.

"Hunter?"

"I'm right... here..."

As your hearing fades out, you fall unconscious.

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Once you gain consciousness again, you open your eyes quickly. You inhale sharply as you feel a stabbing pain in the back of your head. You reach your hand to where the pain seems to be radiating from. You feel something wet. You look at your hand now. It's covered in blood.

I must've fallen when I got stunned.

In front of you is a prison cell door. A tall, strong woman stands in front of the cell. Probably one of the mercenaries. The door doesn't seem to be made out of a strong metal. You reach for your lightsaber.

They took our weapons. You think, noticing it's gone.

To your left is a gray wall. Looking to your right, you see Hunter who is gaining consciousness. He groans quietly as he opens your eyes, then looks over at you.

"Y/N!" He says, walking over to you.

He helps you stand.

Hunter looks down at your hand. "Kriff... that's a lot of blood. Is that from your hand?"

"No. I think I fell." You say, pointing to the back of your head.

Hunter walks around so he's behind you. "I think you might need some stitches."

"We can get the others to- wait. We don't have our comms."

"The good news is, they probably heard the static when the guards most likely destroyed them. I'm sure Tech will find a way to track the signal."

Hunter takes of his bandana. "I'll wrap this around the wound."

"You'll get it dirty."

He starts to tie it so it applies pressure to the back of your head. "I would much rather have to wash it than to have you bleed out, hon."