Too Late

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Poe Dameron's P.O.V

"What do you mean you want her back with the resistance?" Finn asks, no hint of emotion in his voice. He feels just as numb as I do right now. Chewie hasn't made any noise since Hux called Mera a whore. 

The red headed idiot starts pacing back and forth slowly as he talks. "To lay it out for you in easier terms for your small brain to comprehend. She was supposed to be killed on the salt planet, but Ren claimed she has some sort of power that The First Order needed. She tries to escapes, gets shot. The two of them make a deal. She trains as his apprentice for a month, if during that month anyone from The Resistance comes to get her she may go free. But if they don't she becomes a permanent part of our cause." He explains. 

He stop pacing and looks at me dead in the eye. "After seeing everything she is cable of and how..." He struggles for the right word. "fond The Supreme Leader and everyone else has grown of her. It is obvious that the two of them combined would be far to much power. The First Order would collapse under their rule together. They would be the dictators of the galaxy with no one to stop them. I cannot allow that to happen for the sake of my men." 

I shake my head, "You're a liar. Mera doesn't have power. She doesn't know how to use it if she does." 

"I thought you might say that" Hux sneers, he slides a black folder open to two different sheet of paper over to each of us. I lean forward to get a better view, they're medical documents. 

I'm still too far away to read exactly what it says. "What you're looking at on the left is the autopsy of a stormtrooper the girl killed in her early days on this ship. He suffered shattered ribs and his intestines were mangled, twisted in all different directions." 

My stomach feels weak at the thought of having to go through that type of injury. "Two days ago we held a presentation for the leadership of this star destroyer for the girl to show us what she had learned from Ren. As you can see from the pictures, she obliterated twenty of them in the span of eighteen minutes." I swallow the vomit creeping up my throat as I look at the photographs. The white uniforms were stained red in some area, their bodies positioned in ways that no human anatomy could usually contort to. 

Finn interrupts my thoughts, which I am thankful for. "So just give Mera to us and we'll leave." 

Hux shakes his head, "If it were that easy, I would, FN-2187" He says the last bit with a disgusting smile. 

"It's Finn." My colleague hisses. 

"If I let the girl go now, the Supreme Leader would only go after her- despite the promise he made. I need her to leave him willingly, I need Ren's heart shattered to the point where he will never lay his eyes on another woman." 

"So do you want us to come back or something? Maybe have a cup of tea." I say sarcastically, he doesn't notice it. 

"The girl is going to be escorted by Lord Ren to The First Order Weapons Gala next week along with me, and three other officials. You will take her then. It will be busy and no one will notice she is gone until morning. You must not let her know you were here, that you talked to me." 

The Weapons Gala, Mera and I went to it last year together as undercover tradesmen. 

"You still don't believe me." Hux sneers, noticing my face. 

Finn and I look at each other and in unison we say, "no." 

"First of all we have no reason to believe you, considering last time I was on this ship you tried to kill me." He says. 

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