A real stormtrooper has no room for
Sympathy
A real stormtrooper is an extension of the
First Order...Nothing less.
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"Underneath all the enha...
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I STAND THERE half in shock and the other in curiosity. What provoked him to take his mask off I have no idea. Wait actually I provoked him to do it but now I wish I never did. I try to recall my memories of when we first met. But all I can remember is colors. Dark, black and red. I brace myself for what comes next. For all I know he isn't even human. He could be a part droid or worse his face could be as deformed as Darth Vader. I feel as if the world is in slow motion as the helmet is lifted off his head. I brace myself almost tempted to close my eyes but my eyes do anything but that when I see his face. His hair tumbles out from helmet. His black wavy hair is a lot longer then I remember but as I look towards his eyes they seem the same. But now instead of the curious child they are replaced with a sad man. His nose is a bit to large for his face but that only adds to his features. I flick my eyes to his lips and I find that I can't look away. I watch as the corner of his mouth curves up in a half smile half cocky grin. I am shaken out of my daze when I hear his helmet being slammed on the metal floor. He begins to twirl his light saber as I am force to remember why I am here. His grin only makes things worse as I pray that my mouth wasn't hanging open. ""You see you were right about something. I am human and by the looks of your reaction I would say you are impressed." His deep voice is raspy but yet silky as I find myself wanting him to talk more. "Why you cocky bast.." I am cut off when he steps closer to me wagging a finger in my face. "I would be careful what you say firecracker." He is now inches away from me as I am forced to look up at his looming figure. "Don't call me that." I grit my teeth as I hold myself from lashing out at his beautiful face. No what I am saying?! Stop he is not good looking he is a jerk who is jeopardizing your honor! I have to beat him. I decide that it is okay if I play a little dirty. So I kick him his the crotch. Spring backwards into a back flip and in the process kick him in the face with my foot. I crouch low as I watch him stumble. He brings his hand up to his jaw and moves it around. He whips his head and locks his eyes on me. Let the fun begin. We both attack now with smooth fluid movements. Each fighting each other with equal strength and skill. Our blades move faster as the urge to win starts to over power our judgement. I am so focused on winning that I let my self get clipped a couple of Times with his saber. But he also allows me enough time to slash his clothes with my swords. I watch in slow motion as Kylo swings his saber around his body then jumping into the air he brings it down on me. His movements are to fast for me to react in time. So I bring my swords up in an X pattern as his weapon connects with mine with a hiss and a screech. I push against him and he pushes against me. I plant a foot behind me to strengthen my stance but then I find myself moving backwards. I look around widely as my feet slowly slide across the ground. The force against my swords are to much as I desperately try to push back. I might be able to beat him in every aspect of combat but I know I could never beat him is strength. I find myself sliding all the way to the wall and my back is pressed against it. The weapons come closer to my face. Sweat drips down my face as the red glow blinds me. I begin to feel a dull heat of the saber as it becomes increasingly hotter as I hold him back. My back begins to slide down the wall as I desperately try to hold him back. I feel his weapon shift to the side as my eyes flick over to one of the smaller blades that stick out of his saber. The small blade gets closer and closer to my shoulder as I know what is about to happen. I move my head so that I am looking at Kylo Ren. He has his teeth clenched as I faintly see his hands shaking. His eyes are on my shoulder as I begin to feel the sharp pain of the weapon scorching through my clothes I grit my teeth and keep my face emotionless. Show no fear. He eyes meet mine as I defiantly stare. Taunting him to continue. The saber digs deeper in as I repeat in my brain. No emotion. No emotion. The pain is suddenly to much to bare and a whimper escapes my mouth. Suddenly the pressure seems to release a little. But I know that it wasn't Kylo Ren who backed down. My eyes travel up my swords as they reach were the swords intercept. I watch with horror as the saber burns through the metal and watch as the tip on one of my swords falls off and clatter to the ground. I then watch as the saber begins to work on the next blade. I start to crouch low knowing I don't have much time before the saber will break through my other sword. I gather my haunches and propel myself upward. I drop my broken sword as Kylo Ren's light saber flys out of his hand. In mid air I take my sword and raise it above my head. As I descend I grip the handle preparing to bring it down on Kylo Ren. Suddenly my sword flys from my hand and my muscles are gripped with a force. The invisible force throws my body towards the ground. The breath is knocked out of me. I can't breath. I can't move. I am paralyzed. I watch as a shadow walks towards me. Then a deep voice speaks. "Get up." I try to move my body but it won't listen. "I can't." "Yes you can. You just have to try." I concentrate as slowly the feeling of my fingers start to come back. The impact must have messed up something in mind body but now it is starting to power back up. Next my legs start to work as a hand reaches down for me to take. Grabbing it Kylo Ren pulls me up. He pulls me up too fast and I slam into his chest. Then like a chain reaction I begin to fall back towards the floor. However Kylo ren's strong grasp grabs my flailing arm and stops me from falling. "Usually girls don't fall for me that fast." He pulls me up and finally I am standing on my own two feet. "Don't get your hopes up Big Shot." We stand a couple of awkward moments when I break the tension by holding out a hand for him to shake. "Congratulations On the win, Lord Ren. Though if there was a judge you totally would have gotten disqualified for that last move." His grip is firm as a smile stretches across my face. "Hey we never said any rules. So what I did was totally fair." "If you say so, Lord Ren."I roll my eyes in a joking manner. "You don't have to call me Lord Ren. Call me just Kylo." "Okay Just Kylo." I raise and eye brow and I watch his mouth twitch but it is not enough to make him smile. "You know what I mean." "I know."
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