Rogue One- Alternate Ending

Chapter 16

Heylo, it is moi. I am in an incredibly evil writer because I haven't updated for ages......
Oh well.
In case I messed up the ending of the last chapter in my sleep deprived state here is a recap......
Jyn shoved Cassian in a storm troopers uniform so they wouldnt kill him or recognise him and he was rescued from the ship but she's a captive... again.
Anyways on with the story....

~Cassian~

When I wake up somethings not right. It feels like I'm in a tiny box. Something click's as I look down at myself. I'm still in the bulky storm trooper outfit, My head pounding mercilessly inside the stifling helmet.
Trying not to curse or cry out, I slowly push myself up to a sitting position and glance around. I'm lying on a metal bunk in what looks like an are of barracks, other troopers sleeping around me.

I work through the facts in my head. The freighter Jyn and I stole crashed, I got knocked out. That's all I remember.
Cursing out loud now, I raise a hand to my head, going to take my helmet off but thinking better of it- I really don't want to be identified.

Wincing, I switched swing my legs over the side of the course mattress and scowl, seeing rows and rows of bunks- a metal see of sleeping soldiers.
My mind races as I try to remember all that happened. I certainly don't recall wearing the uniform before I was knocked unconscious. Another thing to figure out. The last thing I can picture is Jyn firing helplessly into the air at descending troopers.

"Shit," I hiss as it hits me. Jyn put me in the uniform. Basic human instinct. Protect and survive. She must have delayed the troopers long enough to get me in the uniform as a way of disguise and then... "oh crap" I curse again. She would have been captured. Again.

None of the other soldiers have woken up yet. I have maybe 10 minutes to escape and go find Jyn.
Carefully and quietly, I rise from my creaking bunk, wincing at every noise.

Making my way silently to the large metal doors, I tread light.
The door opens.

I lunge back into my bunk. Shit Shit Shit I'm the only trooper in uniform.

A commander strides in banging the wall. The troopers rise in unison and salute.
One glance around at me, a man, about 30- cropped brown hair and wide muscular arms.

"You where dumped in your uniform, got knocked out trying to capture that Erso bitch and her lackey. We got her though."

I feel sick to my stomach but I force myself to curtly nod, "Nice, has she been executed yet?" I try to hide the tremble in my voice, trusting the mic to hide my desperation.

"Nah, I hear they've got something special in plan for her." He floats with a sickening smirk.

I force myself to snigger though I ache to punch the guy.

"Attention!" The commander calls. The troopers answer with about turn and salute. I copy as best I can.

"A large group of your are going to march west towards a camping group of escapees. Your orders are to shoot on command."

My heart plummets. They found us.

I force my stance to remain neutral instead of tensing up and nod along with the rest of the troopers. The commander leaves and immediately the soldiers begin to get on their heavy armour and lining up at the barracks door.

I join them directly behind the guy I was talking to earlier and force my leaden legs to move towards a large transport carrier.

The craft take scoff but I barely register the jolt. I am too numb. They have Jyn. They found the refugees and they are not going to wait to completely annihilate us.