Chapter Two:

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The two walked through the woods for what felt like forever for Armitage. He couldn't stand for his clothes to get dirty. Along the way Cet got annoyed with Huxs complaints about every little thing they pass from the dirt to the animals. Soon after passing a lake and more woods they finally came across a small hut in the middle of the woods. Hux looked at it and was visibly disgusted. He didn't not want to be caught sleeping in something as gross as that. But he pushed forward. All he had to do was just remind himself that he would soon be gone from this place and back home in his own bed. Soon they were in front if the house and Cet opened the door and turned to him.

"Come on in and make yourself at home. It isn't much but it is home. Keeps me safe, since it's hidden back here in the woods." Cet told him, soundly proudly about her hut.

Hux walked in the hut and looked around and wasn't impressed. But he didn't exactly know what he was expecting especially from the outside of hut where it didn't look much better. The place looked to be falling apart and repaired at the same time. There were some broken shelves and some moss and dirt in some other places. The floor was broken and looked like a maze to walk through just to get to the sink that seemed to be covered in brush. He heard a small meowing sound coming from his feet area and felt someone brush up against it. He looked down to find an orange cat sitting there at his feet.

"That is my cat named Anakin, don't kill him please." She said.

Hux tried to get the cat to leave by shooing him away, he then turned to Cet, "How long have you lived here?" He said trying not to sound appalled.

"Few years." She shrugged. She went to place the food in its designated areas.

"With your family?" He asked, trying to get away from the cat that is following him.

"Nope."

"Where is your family?" He asked, forgetting about the cat.

"Somewhere I don't ever wish to go back to." She told him honestly.

After a pause of thinking of what to say, "Was it that awful?"

She put the stuff down she was holding and cling onto the counter, Hux noticed how tense she was about the topic. "I don't wish to talk about it. I'll start dinner for us while you freshen up. I'll see if I can find some men's clothes for you somewhere around here."

"So where am I to sleep?" He asked, the place didn't look big enough for two people.

"Upstairs first door on the left. My bedroom is on the right." She pointed for him.

"Ah yes." He hoped the upstairs was bigger than the down stairs.

Hux walked up the steps and followed the directions. The stairs were old and creaky. He worried about falling through them, but was relieved when he got to the top and didn't fall through the floor. Although the floor upstairs wasn't much better. He went into the room and saw it wasn't too bad, but still not up to his standard. Hux kept telling himself how it was only for a little while maybe a week no more but he had no clue. Hux took off his coat and looked out the window across from his cot. All Hux could think about was his mission his father had planned out but how much he felt like failed him. He knew that if he came back empty handed surely his fathers fury would shine through once again, like it always has.

He soon heard humming and the sound of things cooking right below him. He followed the sound to a little hole in the floor, big enough to see what she was doing, but not noticeable enough for her. She was putting ingredients into a pot that was already boiling. As she did so he listened to her faint humming. He found her to be a curious being. He didn't know what to make of her. From being at an all boys school for majority of his life, and being deeply devoted to war strategies and trainings he never really stopped to notice a female. Of course he seem them but never actually talked to one unless he was shooting orders at one.

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