Kylo Ren | Reader Inserts

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After five years of being a Rebel spy working for the First Order, it's your time to make your way back home... or so you thought.

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A silence filled the air as red smoke followed it. The AT-M6's stood still in their spot as the Supreme Leader's shuttle hovered above.

Down bellow, on the salty plane of Crait was a man. He didn't seem too old, but, from afar, it was hard to decipher.

From your spot above, you nibbled on your bottom lip and watched impatiently. The gapping whole in the wall was wide enough, but the lone figure prevented anything from passing.

Your eyes fell between the two—the man and the cave. Swallowing as you looked back at the whole, you could see small figures hidden, watching. Your heart skipped a beat. After what you had seen earlier, with the rustic spacecrafts that tried fighting against the AT-M6's and the TIE's, you let out a quiet sigh in relief. At least some survived.

Your mission was yet completed, actually, with the fall of all the First Order shuttles, it pushed you back even more. It had reached five years since you began your transition. And after five long years, you were itching to go back home where you belonged.

But, you couldn't. Not when your home was abandoned and not when the Resistance numbers had dwindled to a mere... what? 20? 10 people? Whatever it was, you couldn't return just yet, even if you tried... where would you even go? You knew that—if they survived this—they wouldn't be foolish enough to stay on Crait.

Noticing the Resistance survives attention had been caught, you looked back over to the central figure, only to see there were two. The man dressed in all black. The Supreme Leader. Kylo Ren.

Not once had you interacted with him or the previous Supreme Leader... And a part of you wanted to keep it that way. It wasn't like your mission was to save him. You were just the eyes and ears on the inside of the First Order, and (for five years) you were doing a pretty damn good job.

Sitting from above and watching the battle bellow, your eyebrows narrowed as you watched Kylo approach the cloaked figure with his ignited lightsaber. Watching as the fiery blade went right through with zero effect, your eyes widened in shock before the blade fell and the figure disappeared from yours—and everyone else's vision.

Blinking as you leaned in even more from the position you were in, you watched as Kylo, the general, and a number of stormtroopers marched into the cave. You had hoped the remaining Resistance members had survived.

Eagerly watching, waiting, the officers beside you kept to themselves as you kept your eyes glued on the cave. But then, something caught your attention. A vessel lifting off in the distance.

Feeling your heart flutter as your eyes widened, it shot for the sky and disappeared within the clouds and distant stars. "Thank the stars..." You thought to yourself as you sighed, sitting back in your seat and looking down at your uniform. Hidden underneath the thick material, a small beacon hanging from a thread.

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"And here I thought you had died with the ship... Or, at least, died within the desert." Finn shook his head, sitting just beside Rey and across from Poe, around the Dejarik table.

"Well, if Poe hadn't crashed, we would have never met... And I would have never been in this exact spot right now." Rey spoke up. "Although some things I wish never happened, but, at least they're over with." She nodded. "And, at least we're all here, right now. Even if we've lost some."