The hallway is empty.
I breathe a soundless sigh of relief as we step out of the elevator. Hoping that Obi-Wan has deactivated the tractor beam, Luke calls for his droids to meet him just outside the hangar.
We make our way toward the hangar, trying to look like we belong here, and that we're going to the detention block instead of trying to escape.We pass a couple of Stormtroopers. Their heads turn to look at us. "Hey, where are you taking that... Hairy thing?" His voice monotonous after going through the sound distorter.
Chewie finds this very offensive. He roars and tries to kill them- or, at least pull his arms out. Very in character.
"The Detention Block!" I yell as we grab onto him and try to restrain him. Han even goes so far as to shout "Shut UP!" but we eventually have to drag him away, the other two Stormtroopers looking at us distastefully.
Also very in character.
The Stormtroopers have been left way behind us. We are nearing the hangar. I stop.
"I should leave you here. I'll cause some chaos, the Bucket Heads will be drawn to me. Then you guys go to your ships. Understand?
"Bucket Heads?" Luke asks.
I sigh. "Was that the only thing you got out of that? Stormtroopers."
"Oh. Okay."
"Okay." I take a look at everyone. "See you later." I run off.
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I tiptoe around the corner to the hangar. Our ships are on the left hand side. So my distraction will go on the right hand side of the room.
I prepare myself, then march through the doors like I'm supposed to be there, which, in my eyes, I am. An Imp runs up to me. "State your business," he says robotically.
"I'm, um, part of the janitor crew. I'm here to, um, clean up that side of the room." I nod my head to my right.
"And how do you plan on doing that? I see no broom or mop, unless its invisible?"
"No, but there's a cupboard over there." I point to my right again.
We both turn to look.
There actually was!
Maybe the Force really is with me.
"Alright then," he lets me go do whatever I'm supposed to do- which he thinks is cleaning up. I think it blowing stuff up, but, each to their own, I suppose.
I make my way over to the cupboard and grab a broom. I start sweeping up the dust on that side of the room, which is practically non-existent.
To the people watching, it looks like I'm just dragging the broom across the ground. In reality, I'm placing five thermal detonators onto places where they'll cause the most chaos- crates, support columns, things that'll cause a big mess.
I see a flash out of the corner of my eye. A flash of red. A flash of blue.
I turn my head.
Obi-Wan.
Lightsaber out, staring intently at-
Darth Vader.
I'd seen him once in my life, but that was enough for me to be completely against his methods and ideals.
This man... Is he even still a man?
I've heard people say he was a hero once.
But now he is hated and feared.
Anger surges through me. This is the man that caused the suffering throughout the universe.
My finger twitches.
It presses the detonate button.
Everything is on fire.
I can't hear out of my right ear.
I still haven't completely cleared out of the bomb site.
Stormtroopers and Imperials run over here. Vader and Obi-Wan pause their duel to stare.
I'm staring at the polished tiles.
Oh, good lord above! I'm going to die, aren't I.
Luke, Leia, and all that are running to the ships. I hear Cass shout. "Jyn!" It is an agonized cry of grief.
Does he actually care that much?
At least the distraction worked.
Finally the plans are in the right hands.
I push myself up high enough to see the crafts lift up, shooting at the Imperials. Case's ship's ramp is still open.
Why is that still open.
Oh, no, no, no.
He's still coming for me, isn't he?
Just take the plans and leave already, I think as Vader and Obi-Wan resume the fighting.
My eyelids are so heavy.
They flutter closed.
I can hear Cass's ship still flying closer.
Cass.
We've been through so much together. He saved me from that Imperial Labour Camp. I saved him on Scarif. We trusted, we betrayed, but in the end, we were what kept each other sane.
We've grown extremely close, so close, he's risking his life to try save mine.
And I'd love to say he shouldn't, and I'd love to say I wouldn't, but here's the thing: I would.
I'd do it a thousand times over for him.
Because the pain of me dying is nothing compared to the pain of him dying.
I see him in my minds eye. His closed-off eyes that have seen too much, the curve of his jaw, the thin line that is his lips, the darkness of his hair. He is a beautiful man.
I just regret that I couldn't hold him one last time.
I've been in denial this whole time. Unconsciously in denial.
Because I've begun to fall for him.
But I can only hope to see him in death.
And then I feel a Force yanking me up and throwing me onto a hard surface. I somehow find the strength to open my eyes and see who did it.
My eyes find Obi-Wan, his hand still outstretched, and Vader swinging that merciless crimson blade into Obi-Wan, his robes collapsing in a heap on the ground.
And Cass flies us out of this place, and with Luke's cry of grief and pain still ringing in my ears, I pass out.
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A/N: I am so, so sorry for the wait, thus chapter was written ages ago but my updater fell sick so it wasn't uploaded :( everything's fine now, I'm back in New Zealand so I can update properly :)
This is unedited (sorry, I was in a rush) so please point out any mistakes and typos.
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