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A/N: hey guys, and welcome to my new story! I wrote this back in 2016, and just found it again, so I decided to edit it a tad and publish it on here! (you can still find it on Archive of Our Own.) But before beginning, I just wanted to mention a slight character change. In this story, the character Finn is biracial, I had to make it this way so that the story made sense when you get into the later chapters. Anyways, that's the only thing I really have to say. Enjoy the story!


A long time ago, in a galaxy far, far, away...

LEGACY: A REYLO STORY

Rey Kenobi, padawan of Luke Skywalker, has been missing from the RESISTANCE base for over three months. Believed to be in the clutches of SURPEME LEADER SNOKE's apprentice, Kylo Ren.

Ren, also known as Ben Solo, son of the deceased Han Solo and General Leia Organa, was en route to the base, on the planet D'QAR, for reasons unknown to anyone but himself and the young padawan...

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"Is it Rey? Is she here?" Finn peers over Poe Dameron's shoulder, scrutinizing the Resistance's radar. A small dot, representing a ship of who knows what size, plummets towards the surface of D'Qar.

"Don't know," Poe says, even though his own heart thumps with hope. It's been well over two months since Rey vanished, and despite the Resistance's best attempts to locate her, they always seem to arrive minutes too late.

A tall man in black dragged her away... Finn screaming...

"Do you think she got away? From the First Order? From-" Finn lowers his voice. "Him?"

"It's possible." Poe leaps up, cringing as he remembers his leg isn't quite healed yet. "General? General!"

General Organa strides into the room. All eyes immediately turn to her, waiting for her command. "I've heard. Dameron, you and Finn: go and meet that ship."

BB-8 blips indignantly.

"Oh, hush, General's orders!" chastises a golden droid.

"Of course, you can go too, BB-8," the General adds.

"Well, really," grumbles C-3PO.

"Don't you think they might need back-up?" interjects Admiral Ackbar. "In case it's hostile? And Dameron, is your leg even-"

"Dr. Katonia's lasers have worked miracles," Poe interjects. "I'm fine."

General Organa purses her lips. "I can't really see the First Order invading us. More likely, they're hard at work on a second Starkiller, or fourth Death Star, or something or other to blow us into the next system."

"They've landed," Finn reports, eyes glued to the monitor. "Bit of a rough one, though. Seven miles from here." He doesn't say it, but Poe knows what he's thinking: Rey would never land that roughly.

Unless she's injured, Poe thinks. Or weakened. He recalls his own moments of torture at the hands of Kylo Ren all too well. And after the past months of disappointment, after getting so close and seeing Kylo Ren dragging her away-he has to hope. Even if it doesn't make sense.

"We'll leave right away," Poe says. "Let's go, BB-8."

Finn grabs his jacket, the one that used to be Poe's. Poe smiles, because the only time he's ever seen Finn without it was when they made their escape to Jakku on that TIE fighter.

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