Choosing Sides .: Poe Dameron and Kylo Ren:.

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"I know." She said, "But how did you know?"

"I had a dream." I explained. "Let me go rescue him."

"No, if I were to send anyone it would be Luke, but I can't. I'm sending Pava." She said. I gritted my teeth.

"No, let me go. Please." I said. She leaned on the console in front of her.

"I'll discuss your readiness with Luke." She said.

"No! There's no time for that!" I yelled. She backed away from me. I calmed myself. "I'm sorry, but there's no time. I must leave now." I said. The General breathed deeply.

"Alright, you may go, but you go alone. Tell no one." She said, not making eye contact with me.

I pulled her into a brief hug that she didn't recipricate then ran off.

I ran back to Poe's room. I grabbed my saber and jacket. I slid into the jacket and put the saber on my belt.

I ran out to the airfield. I realized I didn't have a ship. I sighed and ran up to a random X-wing and climbed in, slipped the red and white helmet on and took off.

I flew to Zelonia, landing in the middle of a dense, mountainous forest.

I jumped down on the soft ground. The air was humid and it was hot even though the sun wasn't shining on the skin, the forest was too dense.

My comm beeped and I held it to my ear.

"Yeah?" I asked.

"You're a two hour walk from Poe's location." An unfamiliar male voice said.

"Alright, which direction?" I asked spinning in a circle.

"North." He said.

"Perfect, thank you." I said.

"No problem, ma'am" He said then turned off his comm. I shoved mine in my pocket. I quickly looked in the cockpit of my X-wing and saw on the compass which direction is North. I started walking, keeping a hand on my saber at all times.

The walk wasn't THAT bad until it was.

"HEY!" A man yelled. I gasped and jumped back. I pulled my saber off of my belt and activated it holding it infront of me defesively. Suddenly someone tackled me from behind, I let out a yell as I fell to the ground, breaking my fall with my hands deactivating my lightsaber.

"Get off of me!!" I yelled, trying to escape the mans grasp. The man grabbed my wrists and knocked my saber out of my hands. I wriggled, trying to get out of his grasp, I couldn't.

"You're coming with me, sweetling." The man whispered way too close to my ear, I could feel his humid breath on my ear and neck and tried to move away but couldn't.

"Don't call me sweetling." I spat. The man laughed and pulled my hands behind my back.

"I'll call you whatever you want, Resistance scum!" He yelled agrily right behind my ear again. I cringed at the words.

"I am not Resistance!" I lied, half out of despiration, half out of habit.

"Yes you are, Kylo Ren has a call out for someone meeting you're exact discription." He said. I groaned and scoffed. He started yanking me by my tied arms so I had to walk backwards. I almost lost my footing about a million times.

We walked into a huge green palace, vines crawled up the green marble walls and floor with ornate marble designs in it. It was beautiful, with large windows and light shining in from all sides. I looked in awe as the man dragged me through the main hall then to a smaller room with even more windows.

I was suddenly stopped by running into the back of the man. He yanked me so I awkwardly spun around. I immedetly gasped. It was one of the most beautiful things I've ever seen.

The most gorgeous woman I've ever seen was sitting on a throne carved into a huge living tree whose branches streched into the walls of the throne room.

The woman was wearing a dress that looked like vines crawling up her olive skin, hugging tightly to her skin and the curve of her breasts. Only covering what was absolutely necessary for decency.

"Who is this?" She demanded, the two guards in wood armor stood next her her slammed their staffs into the ground menacingly at her words.

"It's the fugative, M'lady. Asha Kyrem." He said squeezing my arm.

"Is it?" She said, he slim face and amazingly green eyes looked me up and down. "She's different from how I imagined her."

"How so." I said angrily.

"You're uglier then I imagined," I smirked, pretending to be uneffected. "Ren was very generous with your description." I shifted my weight.

"You-OOOFff" the man punched me in the gut before I could finish. I bent over in pain, tears falling down my cheek.

"Let her speak!" The woman demanded. I straightened my posture.

"You have someone I want." I said trying to sound both respectful and angry.

"You can't be making demands, Jedi," She spat. "You're captured by me, remember?"

"I very much do remember that." I smirked.

Without warning I Force pulled my saber out of the man's pocket and into my hand. I ripped out of the dried vines the man tied my wrists with. I activated my saber. The man pointed his blaster at me. I threw it out of his hands then pushed him back into the wall, knocking him out.

I turned to the queen, her guards were running towards me but she didn't look alarmed at all.

I pushed both of them back, they flew in the air hitting the braces of the tree and falling to the ground.

I started towards the queen, not intending to hurt her, I coudn't. Not if I wanted to find Poe.

"Tell me where he is." I demanded pointing my saber at her.

"Who?" She asked.

"Poe Dameron." I replied.

"As you wish." She said standing. I backed away a bit. She walked forward. I followed her, deactivating my saber but keeping my finger on the on button.  We walked through the halls of the palace until the queen stopped and turned to a small wooden door. "Your friend is in here." She said her strikingly green eyes looking into mine.

I nodded and opened the door. Poe was there, he was tied to a table. His eyes were closed and his face was bloody.

Breath left my lungs and I sprinted over to him. I ran my fingers through his hair and placed my other hand on his chest next to a cut on his left brest.

His eyes fluttered open, he saw me and they widened.

"Ash" He said his voice horse. A tear fell down my cheek, and I gave him a slight nod.

"Poe, are you alright." I asked.

"Ash, what are you doing here?" He asked. "Get out!" He said before I could respond.

"Not wit--" I was punched in the gut, hard. Two strong hands pulled at my shoulder making me fall to the hard ground. A man stradled my stomach and started punching me in the face repeatedly.

At first it hurt, but I couldn't even feel it after the first few. And after that.. I blacked out to the sound of Poe yelling my name.