Destinations {Poe Dameron}

V: Rogue

"Odessa, my sweet girl. Why are you doing this? This isn't you, this isn't who you wanted to be. You were your brothers role model." My mother begged me, tears streaming down her face.

I looked besides her, my father lay there motionless. The house I once called my home, burning. My gaze returned to her, she looked beaten up. Blood and bruises decorated her once so delicate skin. And I knew who had done it. Me.

"Because, Kia." She flinches as I called her by her first name. "I'm not Odessa." And with that my blaster was to her forehead. And like that she was gone.

My body felt numb, but at the same time I could feel it moving. I scrunched my face as I could feel the light on my face. Not wanting to open my eyes to its brightness. Footsteps could be heard nearing where I was laying, a hand grabbing my own.

A jolt was sent through my body, aftershock.

"Kou, you're awake!" FN-2187 said relieved. I groaned, that droid packs a punch.

"Yeah, yeah. I'm up." I pulled myself slowly into a sitting position. Looking around the ship we were currently in. Brows furrowed, I looked to my friend.

"Whose flying this?" He rubbed his neck.

"Rey." He mumbled. Ah, figures. She's a nifty thing. Probably hates me now with the reveal of who I am.

"Kou you'd-" I held my hand up to stop him.

"Don't call me that right now." I requested, I felt to sick at my own name. Something happened while I was asleep, a fight has begun inside of me with all the events that have taken place during the time I left the First Order base.

"What do I call you then?" He asked, curious as to the change.

"My real name. Odessa Paki." I said proudly. Years have passed since that name has been uttered from even myself, the last time I can recall was that pilot who found me in the fields the night my family died.

"Well, Odessa. Guess what! You were right, I'm not a terrible shooter. You should've seen how I took down those TIE fighters when we escaped Jakku." He rambled excitedly.

I chuckled, patting his arm, only to notice the shackles on my wrists.

"BB-8 wanted to be safe, it was his request if you were on board."

I understood, if I truly wanted to. It'd be no issue for me to take this ship. And deliver it to the First Order. Along with the wanted droid.

Sighing, I laughed "Look at you. Going rogue." He faltered.

"What about you? What are you going to do?" He whispered. I thought for a moment, sighing.

"As of the current situation of me being the prisoner, I'm a free agent. But I know what will happen as soon as they find me." I stood up, but quickly was put right back down on my arse as the ship came to a halt.

"What's going on? Finn?" Finn? Is that what he's going by now? Or did we have another man on board?

"I don't know, I was checking on her." He rushed to the front. Calmly I followed him. Looking out the window from the captains chairs, I saw exactly what was going on.

"We're in someone's tractor beam. And they're pulling us in. It very well could be the First Order." I answered their lingering question. Hoping it was them, but also afraid if it were them.

"You lead them to us! Didn't you?" Rey accused me. Putting my hands up defensively.

"Hey now, I've been knocked out. And I suggest instead of an argument. We hide." I shot my own sass at her. She couldn't argue, if this place was about to be flooded with troopers we, or at least they,  needed to be hidden.

FN- I mean Finn's head perked up.

"Rey, remember that poisonous gas leak you just fixed?" He spoke quickly.

"Yeah?"

"Do you think you could unfix it?"

Rey's eyes lit up from the idea, the two jumped into action. Rey went to a skate in the wall and removed it, going to work on the wires. As Finn raced to grab gas masks, he looked up at me.

"Aren't you going to help?!" He exclaimed, I rolled my eyes. Lifting my cuffed hands together.

"Can't do much."

He gave an awkward smile, then continued to move around. He removed a grate on the floor. I looked at it for a moment before jumping down. Finn was gently caring BB-8 over to me, and I did my best with shackles wrists to lower him the rest of the way.

The unit beeped at me obviously not wanting my help. Next I was handed the gas masks, and soon followed Rey and Finn. Finn just before the doors opened, pulled the grate over top of us. A door glided open above us, followed by rushed footsteps that stopped quickly. A sigh of relief.

"Chewy, we're home." A man said with pure bliss in his voice. There was a soft growl.

Finn shifted ever so slightly, but somehow his feet managed to kick some loose bolts lying around. Giving away our position, the  grate was pulled up. And the sight I saw, was one I never imagined would happen in my life.

A wookie.

A living, breathing wookie stood above me. He stared down at us with his partner, an older man.

"Where are the others? Where's the pilot?" He questioned.

"I'm the pilot!" Rey answered quickly.

"You?"

The wookie roared, stating how that must be a lie.

"Sorry but does it look like there's anyone else?" I remarked back at the giant fuzz ball. Rey gave me a stern look to shut up.

"She's telling the truth, we're the only ones on board." Rey continued.

Earning another growl from the beast.

"You can understand that thing?" Finn wondered looking between the three of us.

"And that thing can understand you too, so watch it. Come on out of there." The man, gestured with his blaster.

We climbed out of our hiding spot, weird looks being passed to each of us by the man. But a look of suspicion was given to me, due to once more, being bound. A nervous smile, and an awkward shrug of my shoulders.

"Where'd you get this ship?" The man continued questioning us.

"Nema outpost." I answered, his eyes widened.

"Jakku? That junkyard?" Surprised obviously by the time of his voice.

"Thank you." Finn said sarcastically, "junkyard." His whispered to Rey. I raised my eyebrow at him.

"Told you we should've double checked the outer region." His comment to the wookie seemed him a complaining groan.

"Who had it? Ducain?" His bushy eyebrows raised up.

"I stole it." Rey told him. "From Aholpo. He stole it from the Ar-V boys who stole it from Ducain." She finished.

"Who stole it from me."  he began to turn around, but looked Rey dead in the eye. "Well you tell him, Han Solo's stealing it back." He began to walk further into his ship.

Holy hell, I was on the Millennium Falcon.
I was in the presence of Han Solo and Chewbacca. And man was I in even more trouble than before.