Jedi in the Midst ~ X Reader

TWO

You entered the landing bay and landed alongside Brendol. As you and Brendol were getting out of your ships you were swarmed by a platoon of stormtroopers. You both held your hands above your head signalling peace.

"We're here for the general. We have his band limiter." You shouted. A stormtrooper approached you and roughly grabbed your forearm. 

"He stays." The trooper nodded his head toward Brendol. Everyone made a path for the stormtrooper to drag you through.

"You got a name." You ripped your arm out of his grasp and continued following him.

"TK-421." He mumbled, turning the corner. You nodded your head slowly and rolled your eyes.

"Right.." He stopped outside of a metal door.

"In here." The door automatically opened and he pushed you in.
"Sir, she has the band limiter you requested." He stepped in front of you.

"Leave us alone." The general turned around. He had ginger hair that traced the sides of his face and his eyes could tell you a hundred stories, none of them with happy endings. You stood up straight and clasped your hands behind your back.

"You're the one I've heard so much about." He circled you slowly, taking in every angle you had to offer.

"I'm sorry. That can't be me. I'm only a scrapper." You said keeping your head straight as he trailed to your backside. He chuckled and returned to towering over you.

"If that's so, hand over the pieces I've assigned you." He held out his hand. You looked into his eyes.

"I- The stormtrooper you assigned to us died. Along with the other group of people that were searching, sir." Your palms began to sweat.

"And how did only you and your friend survive?" He took a step forward and placed a soft hand on the blaster in his belt.
"It sounds like to me... You killed everyone and swore your friend to secrecy." He smirked. He knew something about you and he was determined to get it out of you.

"N-no it's not like that, sir. The ship sank and everything just started to break and go to shit." You stuttered. 

"Then how did you survive and not my stormtrooper?" He raised his voice and pulled his blaster to your head. You winced at the action but forced yourself to keep eye contact.

"I'm sorry, I don't have an explanation, sir. Please, take whatever action is necessary." You closed your eyes, bracing for the impact of the bullet to hit you. The sound of his blaster clicking into its holster echoed through the room. You slowly opened your eyes and saw the general walking over to a worktable. You followed him and watched him pick up a black pin.

"Wear this. It's a tracker. You're going to be monitored for the next week, if anything suspicious happens we'll know exactly where you are the minute it happens." He held it out in his palm.

"Yes, sir." You grabbed it and clipped it to your belt.

"And don't try to take it off. It'll trigger an alarm and I'll send a squad of troopers to deal with you." He walked over to the door and opened it.
"You can escort her back to her ship. She's required to return within a week." The general gave orders to the stormtrooper patrolling outside. You walked out into the hall and followed the trooper back to the landing bay. 

"Let's go Brendol." You both jumped into your fighters and took off, straight to the living quarters. You both landed and jumped out of your fighters. You finally got to take your helmet off and you began laughing.

"No way, you didn't take it off for the general?!" He questioned.

"Nope." You laughed as you both headed to your rooms.

=Generals POV=

She left without a second glance back. I sighed and walked over to my office.

"Anything?" I leaned against the door frame.

"Nothing. Are you sure she's the one?" His voice growled through his mask.

"I'm positive. Maybe your powers aren't as powerful as you claim they are, Ren." I huffed. He raised a finger to me and I growled in response.

"What was she wearing?" Ren stood up out of my chair.

"She had a pilot helmet on and some rags for clothes. I gave her a tracker and requested her presence back in one week." I filled him in. He clenched his fists.

"She had a helmet on!?" He shouted. He raised his hands to mask and ripped it off, smashing it against the wall. He let out a loud cry.

"Yes. Next time I'll request that she removes it." I lowered my head.

"General Hux, I'm beginning to question your capability." He stormed over to me and glared down at me, taking heavy breaths.

"As I am with yours." I snarled.
"Give me a week and she will reveal that she's the chosen one." I turned on my heel and marched to my sleeping quarters.