Rogue One- Alternate Ending

Chapter 5

^ that is basically Elle Santiago (upcoming character) and yes I picture her as a space Clary.

~Jyn~

We speed through Hyperspace on auto pilot, taking the time to remove our storm trooper outfits and throw them out.

As far as the rebels are concerned, we're dead, so getting into Hoth in an enemy ship like this would be impossible- they'd think the empire where faking our voices or identification to get in so we have to get a ship that won't draw so much attention.

We land on a sandy dune about a mile out from Mos Eisley and spend precious minutes covering the ship with a tarpaulin we found in its storage.

After arming ourselves with two blasters each and a couple of throwing knives, we make our way to the city, being careful not to draw attention.

"Where can we get a ship?" I ask- I don't think I've ever been to Tattoine and just don't know my way.

"I know a few dealers, the Rebels have done business here before." Cassian replies.

Neither of us are wearing clothes particularly suitable to the desert landscape and by the time we reach the edge of the town both of us have a sheen of sweat from the heat coating our brows.

I shrug of my jacket to the black vest underneath and tie my hair out of my face, I've never cared about how I look but I don't want my hair sticking to the back of my neck in this heat.

Giving up trying to cool myself down, I just follow Cassian through hard packed streets. We wind our way through street vendors but Cassian almost stumbles into the storm troopers, I have to duck into an alley way with him.

"I thought Tattoine wasn't resisting the empire." I whisper to Cassian as we walk through then road with our heads down.

"No but there's rebellious people on every planet, maybe there here for them," Cassian says unconvincededly.

"Or maybe the tracked us?" I say when I see storm troopers pulling hoods of passing strangers.

"Maybe..." Cassian replies but he doesn't sound hopeful.

Holograms of our faces start coming up with announcements for a prize on our heads.

"Oh sh*t," Cassian say weakly.

"We need to get of this planet- where are the dealers your talking about."

"There's no time," Cassian says as we make our way through the alley to a place where the buildings are more squat and run down.

An idea starts to form at the back of my mind and I shake my head. Impossible, I think.

But still...

"What?" Cassian asks and I turn to him shaking my head more.

"Nothing, I just... I had and idea." I reply.

"Well think fast because otherwise we're never getting of this planet!" Cassian says hurriedly, pulling me behind a wall as storm troopers turn a corner metres away from us.

"There was a pilot, at a Labour camp I worked at," I start.

A flash of something crosses Cassian's eyes, maybe hate or something else but it's gone within a second.

"This girl called Elle Santiago, she was captured though." I say.

"Yeah I've heard of her, she was a rebellion Captain- the first woman captain- but she was only sixteen at the time of her capture." Cassian muses, "What does this have to do with getting back to the rebellion."