𝘪𝘷. 𝘣𝘦𝘴𝘵 𝘸𝘪𝘴𝘩𝘦𝘴, 𝘸𝘰𝘳𝘴𝘵 𝘪𝘯𝘵𝘦𝘯𝘵𝘪𝘰𝘯𝘴

4K 199 33
                                    


───────  ⋆ ☾ ⋆  ───────

Oops! This image does not follow our content guidelines. To continue publishing, please remove it or upload a different image.





─────── ⋆ ☾ ⋆  ───────




"ACCORDING TO OUR INTELLIGENCE, a Resistance pilot is being held on the enhanced freighter, The Hold. She could have possibly valuable knowledge of the organization, so you are to retrieve her," General Hux explained as he handed each of the masked figures a holopad.

Without the usual formation of stormtroopers, the ship was oddly quiet, with only the soft hum of lightspeed for Hux to speak over.

Ren frowned, wracking his brain for anything to assign to this name.

Turning to him, Cassus leaned towards him slightly and said lowly, "It's essentially a floating prison used by the Gerriva Cartel to transport people of interest for various clients. They've taken bounty hunting to a whole new level."

With a nod of thanks, Kylo Ren focused back on Hux as the general continued.

"I have spoken with the warden and he has agreed to allow us access on one condition: that only the two of you board his vessel."

Fett let out a choked noise and brought the holopad closer to his face.

"50,000 credits?" he said incredulously, motioning to the screen and looking up at Hux, "You paid this warden 50,000 credits to speak to one pilot?"

"This one pilot was caught flying near the edges of the Unknown Regions, near our colonies."

"So why did we not apprehend her ourselves?"

Hux glanced away, his words stifled for once. "The Gerriva's scouts got to her first," he admitted begrudgingly.

Fett barely got out a scoff before the pilot called, "We're arriving, sir."

Cassus leaned down the peak out of the window and let out a low whistle oddly distorted by his voice modulator when faced with a massive ship. Judging by the size this complex was fit to house hundreds of prisoners.

Ren and Fett both stood, preparing to disembark.

"The best of wishes to you, Fett," Hux said, his expression was anything but encouraging.

"Thanks, Hux," Fett said wryly, checking his blaster, "It's nice to know that you care."

He clapped a hand on the redhead's shoulder as he walked toward the ramp. Despite brushing off the hand, Hux kept his amused smirk.

𝐏𝐀𝐑𝐀𝐃𝐈𝐆𝐌 𝐒𝐇𝐈𝐅𝐓 ▹ KYLO REN [1]Where stories live. Discover now