Unmasked

Lost And Found

Pixel's P.O.V

I couldn't believe this. It had worked.

Of course it worked. I never fail.

I clutch the blaster in a perfect imitation of the Stormtrooper I stole it from. If anyone bothered to check under my helmet, they still probably couldn't see that I wasn't one of them.

I walked like I had a purpose, and I walked to a destinantion I had set in my mind like cement.

It was up ahead, only a few more feet. I turned to the door, and it slid open before me.

A grin creeped up my face, and I walked in. Once the door had shut, I lifted the helmet, and began taking off the suit.

I allowed myself a small laugh. I knew that if I had gotten this far in my plan without fault, the rest would not fail.

*****

Kylo's P.O.V

I learnt nothing more than her name. She was cunning, and easily steered the conversation away from her, but this time, she would feel the pain that comes with disobedience. She would feel me tear her thoughts from her mind.

She would fight of course, but that just makes the game more fun for me, and more painful for her.

The moment I had removed the mask, I knew something was not right about her. Her eyes shone with a new light, like she had seen all that she needed. I realised it had been a mistake.

I walked in the interrogation room, stealthily making my way around to the contraption... and froze.

No... no. I thought.

I didn't want it to be true, but she was not where she was supposed to be. In her place, was a man, pale skinned and obviously unconcious. He had been stripped of his suit, and his blaster was missing.

I resisted pulling my saber out and smashing the room to peaces, and stalked out of the room. I turned towards the central engineer room where I was most likely to find General Hux.

At my brisk pace, I reached the room in only minutes.

"Hux!" I called out.

All work stopped and every eye turned to me. They could sense the danger in angering me, and thus turned back to the task at hand.

I saw the hair first, then the stern eyes, and the thin lipped glare. Hux was not happy either, but he knew better than to say so.

"Yes?" He asked between gritted teeth, his russian accent hinting his anger.

"She's gone." I growled.

He huffed.

"She is very much a child from what I hear. How much harm can she do?" He growled in return.

"Something is not right about her." I said.

Hux shrugged.

"She isn't my problem."

"Well, while she is roaming this ship freely, she may well become your problem."

Hux sighed, anxious to get back to work.

"I'll send some Stormtroopers to search high and low for her. Does that suit you?" His tone was frustrating me, and I figured a rest would me good.

"Fine." I hiss, and turn on my heel.

At my still brisk pace, it only takes another few minutes to reach my quarters. The door slides open, and I drag myself through it, finding myself suddenly tired.

Then suddenly awake at the sight before me.

"You're late." Pixel winks from her position on my bed.

She snaps the book on her lap shut, and swings her feet over the side.

"We need to talk." She says with a smirk.

I would like to thank Psycho_In_Your_Room for the inspiration for this chapter. I hope you enjoy.

Howling_DreamHaunter