Star Wars: A Lost Trooper

C7

It has been 6 days, and the time has come. We got to know Devil, much to his disliking. He warmed up to us though. We spent our days talking, joking about death. It's natural. But every night they took one of us, and tortured us for information. We would come back different every night. I found out from Devil that he thinks that I'd make a great leader. He says that it's because I'm different, and that I care for my friends. Thus I care much for my men, he has been teaching me basic tactics, leadership, and multiple other things. I look ahead of me and I see the beautiful scenery that is the forest. I remember a file that Devil has been typing on his data pad for a while. The one on his wrist. He refuses to tell us what it is. I forget about it as I stand in front of a group of B1s lead by a commando droid. I look to my left and see Chuck. I look beside another B1 and see Devil with tears in his eyes.
CD: Are all units ready to fire?
Multiple B1s: Roger, Roger.
CD: Ready... aim... fi-
He is cut off by yelling,
???: No!
I hear the sound of a blaster going off twice, and I look to see Devil with a stolen E-5 in his hands, he stole it from the B1 that was guarding him, shot it, and shot the commando droid in the head. I look on, surprised as all hell. He blasts 2 droids that were in front of us. They all scatter, and I leap for an E-5. Chuck does the same. We achieve our weapons and start firing. I hit a few, but I only cause minor damage. I hit one in the head though, and I hit one in the chest. I quickly get to cover with Chuck, and he fires off multiple bolts, killing 1 droid, and damaging multiple others. I peak over to see Devil rushing to us. He jumps over the cover and turns around. He starts firing beside us. He, of course, nails all in the head. We keep firing and a grenade lands beside us. I try and jump away but can't. I hear it go off, and I close my eyes, waiting for the pain. I feel nothing. I open my eyes and see Devil. On top of me. He took the damage from the grenade. He saved me, but not himself.
Me: Devil!
Chuck turns around to see what happened and he sees the injured Devil.
Chuck: Damnit!
We get back to firing our weapons. We sustained no more injuries. When ends I rush to Devil.
Me: Sir, you're going to be ok!
Devil: No I'm not trooper. W-We have no medical supplies.
Me: B-But we can get some!
Devil: No, listen.
I look him in the eyes, with tears in my own.
Devil: get my data pad. I want you to hit "Submit", don't read it just send it.
I do so, and I catch a glimpse of who it is being sent to. It was being sent to Cody. I look back to him to talk, but he's gone. I quickly check his vitals, just hoping that he is alive. He isn't. I bawl my eyes out over his body, and I even do so as we make our way to shelter. I keep his data pad for myself, as something to remember him by. We settle in a cave. I look at Chuck. I have no emotion. A part of me died with Devil.
Chuck: I-I can't believe that he's gone... he was so nice, and h-he
Chuck then proceeds to break down, I do the same. This was it now. We are officially MIA, and we are escaped POWs. This is it. I am now, to the 212th, a Spirit.