WARNING: Sad One Shot.... You may cry idfk.
You stood in the line of storm troopers, awaiting to land on a lushes green planet where someone had reported seeing the droid and the two fugitives. You were one of the few female storm troopers, and you were also slightly close with the commander of the First Order, Kylo Ren.
This was only your third battle, and nervousness gripped at your abdomen. You clenched your blaster as the large door opened and everyone was soon running in almost perfect unison. You haven't even stepped outside and you were already hearing blasts and panicking screams and cries. You gulped and started shooting multiple people with astonishing aim. You hadn't missed a single target.
You turned and looked for another opponent. You turned and saw a man... He was holding a blue light saber. Was it perhaps Luke Skywalker's light saber?!
Distracted in your thoughts you suddenly felt the most awful searing burning pain right in the middle of your stomach. You fell to the ground with a thud. How dumb... Couldn't even make it to five battles... You thought.
A moment later you saw the man hover over you and mouth the words: I'm so sorry.
You quickly removed your mask and gasped for air. Your breaths were becoming more sharp as the wound only got worse. The only thought in your head was that you would die at any moment.
KYLO REN'S POV
Everything had seemed to be going according to plan. I looked over and scanned the area for the fugitives, more importantly, the droid. That's when my eyes came to a sudden halt as I saw one of my men, no women, flat on the ground with her mask off. Her (h/c) hair was spread out against the rough ground.
I sprinted towards her with my light saber in-hand. It sheathed back to the metal handle as I knelt down by beautiful (y/n)'s side. Fear and sadness has gripped at my mind.
"K-Kylo!" she cried it in pain. I couldn't help but feel tears gather at the corner of my eyes and feel my throat choke up.
"It hurts! I'm dying!!" (Y/n) gasped for air multiple times. I undid my mask and lowered my forehead to hers.
(Y/n) had seemed to calm down a little. I cupped her face with my hands, feeling her fresh wet tears on her cheeks.
"Kylo..." she whispered.
"Yes, (y/n), what is it, Dear?" I said slightly lifting up her head.
"I may have only just joined the first order... But our small lust-filled conversations had meant more to me than anything else..." (Y/n) said. After that I placed my forehead against hers for a quick moment. In that quick moment, (y/n)'s sweet sweet heart had stopped beating.
I slipped her helmet on her head. "You serve for the First Order as a storm trooper, you die as a storm trooper from the First Order." I said before getting up and putting back in my mask.
Then, I had spotted the female fugitive running into the forest with the droid following not so far behind. I looked down and nodded at her body I had wished to claim as my own.
I turned and darted into the forest after the duo...
Sorry if this one shot was too sad. But hey, we all know Kylo is the most emo out of the whole Star Wars crew. ;)
