From the cockpit I could hear Chewbacca growl. I braced myself on my seat in the back, ready for the pull of lightspeed to fling us through the galaxy. Only a short moment passed before the force of the space jump was over and replaced by a rattling of the entire freighter. Chewie growled again. We had made it through the planet's defence shield.
"I am pulling up!" Han yelled defiantly.
The Millennium Falcon shook, the turbulence nearly knocking me to the floor. Another growl.
"I get any higher, they'll see us!"
Holding onto the walls, I braved my way up to the cockpit to see what the commotion was about. Despite being completely in awe of finally being on the famous Corellian YT freighter, I still wasn't in the mood to die from a bad landing at the hands of another pilot. Steadying myself with my hands on the backs of both pilots' seats, I saw trees snapping and hitting against the glass in front of us. Suddenly the forest cleared and we crashed onto a white quilt, sliding forward over the snow until we came to an abrupt halt at a cliff's edge. The impact threw me backwards.
"I'm not doubting your capabilities as a pilot, Solo-" I began as I pulled myself back on my feet and checked myself all over.
"That better be the end of that sentence" Han replied, hauling himself out of his seat, pushing past me.
I bit my tongue.
"You'll need one of these." Finn handed me a blaster.
"I don't think-"
Chewie groaned at him and nudged at his arm.
"Really?" Finn looked from Chewie to me, eyes wide. "You have a lightsaber? You're not a-"
"Family heirloom" I said quickly, hoping to extinguish any notion that I might be a Force user.
I gave Chewie a dirty look, and he growled lowly in response as he moved between me and Finn to follow Han down the ramp. The icy air from outside had already cooled down the ship, and I ruffled slightly.
"I'll take a coat if you've got a spare though" I said, trying on a half smile. It felt uncomfortable.
"Yeah, yeah! Of course."
Trudging through the snow to get to one of the First Order's outposts didn't take too long. We were jogging most of the way, building up a bit of sweat in the big coat that Finn had found for me on the Falcon. We stopped behind a tall, gray wall to catch our breath, overlooking a ravine and endless white ground. The only thing separating us from the Command Center built into a mountain beyond the wasteland, were a handful of AT-ST Walkers.
"The flooding tunnel is over that ridge" Finn informed us as he leaned out to get a good look at where we were headed. "We'll get in that way."
I held a tight grip on my lightsaber; I wouldn't say I was regretting my decision to join in on this suicide mission, at least not out loud. Quietly I reminded myself why I was here. The snow creaked under the soles of my shoes as I stalked towards the other end of the outpost. Having someone sneak up on us wasn't part of my plan. Better safe than dead. The snowy hilltops around us looked still. A light snowfall blew in over us.
Han suddenly pushed Finn up against the wall with a grip on his shoulder. I sighed to myself. Infighting wasn't on the list either.
"Sanitation?!" he hissed. "Then how do you know how to disable the shields?"
"Guys..." I made my way back to them. "Guys. We don't have time for this." They ignored me.
"I don't" Finn answered.
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Let The Past Die (Kylo Ren x reader)
FanfictionI knew Ben. I'd even say we were close. But when the temple burned and I lost everything, I had no idea what he would become. - I do not own the Star Wars characters. I do not profit from this story. This story contains descriptions of fights, injur...
