Choosing Sides .: Poe Dameron and Kylo Ren:.

The Dark Side

I walked down the halls of the Star Destroyer, walking past Stormtroopers and officers as I went. I was looking for Kylo Ren. I needed to do something. I haven't used my saber in 8 days and I'm itching to use it.

I walked into the control room where I immediately saw Ren talking to General Hux. I approached them and their talking stopped.

"You can't just ignore me." I said to Ren.

"I can, and I will. I am not a babysitter." He said his mask distorting his voice. I tightened my hands into fists at my side.

"I'm not a baby." I said angrily. He scoffed under the mask. This angered me. "I'm almost a Sith master! I've completed my training in Djem So and Shein!" Ren just looked at me. I could feel his anger growing.

"Sir, she's right. The Supreme Leader has demanded you send her on a mission." Hux said. I thanked him silently and Ren looked at me, thinking.

"Send her on the mission we were just speaking of." Ren said to Hux, keeping eye contact with me. He spun around, somewhat dramatically, letting his cape swing behind him and walked away. I turned to Hux.

"You need to go down to the surface of Jakku and retrieve a memory stick with the map to Skywalker on it once night falls." Hux said. "Lor San Tekka has it, he lives in a small hut there." I almost groaned with disappointment, this was not the epic mission I wanted, but whatever. I'll get that eventually, when I show Ren I'm not a child. I nodded and walked out of the control room.

I walked to my room and looked in the mirror. My straight black hair fell at my shoulders in a clean line, my skin was pale and I had pale green eyes. I wore a tan tunic and black pants with thick black wrappings that wrapped over my shoulders and over my chest and converged at my waist where another thick black wrapping was, wrapped around twice keeping them in place. I had thinner wrappings going up my arm almost reaching my elbow. I liked the way it looked, menacing yet still showed that I was a woman.

I looked at my saber. The hilt was about a quarter of an inch shorter than most hilts, the blade was a bit shorter too. It was because I'm short, shorter than the average Sith at least. I was short but strong and fast. I could counter almost any attack and use it against you. The hilt was black with a good grip, the metal had etchings in it from boring trips and nights sitting alone. I never had many friends.

I checked the clock on next to my bed that was set for Jakku time. It was almost 9, the sun was just about set. I grabbed my robe and slipped into it. It was big and black and had a hood. It helped me look more menacing. When you see a 5'3" girl walk up to you, are you scared? Of course not.

I walked down the hall. Hux was walking towards me. He said nothing, he didn't have to. I just nodded and walked past him. He turned around and walked with me to the hangar.

The huge room was bustling with people. Stormtroopers getting into transport ships. There was one ship that was bigger, I assumed that was mine. Captain Phasma was standing by the entrance looking, inspecting, her Stormtroopers as they walked by. I walked up to her.

"Ash." She greeted me bowing her head slightly.

"Captain." I returned her greeting. I walked past her pulling my hood up over my head and standing to the side of a group of Troopers in formation. I held my saber in my hands and, bored, I pressed the on button. The red beam shot out with a whoosh, making half of the Stormtroopers jump in their armor. I smiled to myself, the red light mixing with the white. My blade isn't like Ren's. I've seen Ren's. His is insane. Snoke told me he made it before he had taught him, thus the blade is weak and uncontrolled.

Like him.

I stood there waiting for a long time. My anger and impatience growing with each passing minute.