Even Stars Can Die

I'll Get What I Want

Tenaega had successfully knocked herself out, by accident of course, while she was being dragged to the small Resistance holding facility, her flailing and screaming causing her to slam her head into the ground and fall unconscious.

So when she woke up, Tenaega had no clue where she was. She slowly opened her eyes and wiggled her hands and feet, testing her mobility but finding that she was chained firmly to a large chair, preventing her escape. Realizing that she was trapped and remembering that she hadn't been able to complete her mission, Tenaega began screaming and wriggling, fighting her restraints as hard as she could.

She had let herself become distracted by Solo, letting her emotions affect her actions and make her weaker than normal. Anger continued to swell inside of her the longer she tried to escape, cursing herself for letting him get to her, for letting her feelings for him get in the way.

Understanding that she wasn't going to be able to escape by struggling, Tenaega began to look around her, taking in the dark cell she was trapped in. There was very little light, making it difficult for her to figure out where on the base she was. Squinting, she was able to make out that the majority of the shallow light was coming through the door in the front corner of the room where a large cluster of Resistance members were standing guard on the other side. Leaning forward to the best of her ability and squinting harder, she was able to count how many there were, size them up. Six of them, six ill-trained soldiers. Pathetic!

Shutting her eyes, Tenaega began to take deep breaths, trying to calm her mind, come up with a plan b. There was a very slim possibility that she would be able to get out of the binding chains and take out the six guards without a weapon, but even after that, she knew she wouldn't have enough time to find Ben, kill him and Rey, and then make it back to her ship. As much as she hated to admit it, Tenaega understood that Ben knew her inside and out, he knew her attack methods and could probably guess any of her plans.

So she had to get Ben to come to her.

"Hey guys," she said in a sing-song voice, making sure to draw the words out, hoping to annoy the guards. "I'd just love to speak with your dear leader, Solo."

Only silence came from the outside of the door, but the shuffling of feet and their sighs told Tenaega that they heard her. She began to make clucking noises with her tongue, thinking she might be able to get a rise out of them, but they only continued standing outside the cell door.

"Hey, bucketheads, I know you heard me: I want to talk to Solo."

They began to whisper to each other, thinking that Tenaega couldn't hear them, but they were dead wrong.

"Ok, Finn, you do it, go get him."

"What?! Why me?"

"Because you're the one always kissing his ass,"

"I am not! Poe, you're the one always trying to get him in bed,"

"Shut up, I don't do that."

Tenaega listened intently, an amused expression crossing her face. She grew weary of the conversation when they continued to bicker back and forth, not reaching an agreement of who would be the one to get Ben.

"You know, this whole issue could be solved if you just let me out, then I could find him myself."

The male voices stopped dead, a cautious silence filling the air. Until one of them burst out laughing.

"Did you really think we'd let scum like you just roam free after what you've just done?"

She rolled her eyes in response. "Ever heard of a joke, dumbass?"

"Hey, Sith bitch, you don't get to talk to him like that."

"Chill out Finn,"

"No! I never let anyone talk to you like that,"

Tenaega sighed audibly, expressing her annoyance. "This whole little romance is cute and all, but I'm still waiting to talk to Ben fucking Solo!"

Silence again, followed by more half assed whispering.

"Fine, just send someone else to go get him: Sierra, you do it."

The sound of a female voice grumbling and then the soft sound of shuffling boots, the missing guard allowing another small stream of light into the cell.

"Now that wasn't so hard now was it?"

"Shut up, Sith bitch."

Tenaega smiled contentedly to herself, happy with this one little victory. She hadn't been able to kill the people she wanted to, but at least she was pissing off Resistance soldiers. They must not be very high ranking if they're charged with guarding me...I wonder how they know Solo?

While she waited, she rolled her neck and shoulders, the stiffened vertebrae cracking and popping, the sickening sounds bouncing off the concrete walls. After she had enough of that, she strained her wrists within their confines so she could crack her knuckles, then her wrists, then her toes inside her combat boots, filling the surrounding area with the unnatural sounds of snapping joints around.

"Would you please stop that?"

One of the men groaned as if he might be sick, stopping Tenaega from wrenching herself around in her seat to crack her back. Rolling her eyes, she finished off her routine, releasing the tension down the length of her spine with a series of cracks,

"Make me."

At her words, the door to the cell was wrenched open, filling the room with pale light. Tenaega froze in her seat, watching the huge, dark outline of a man walking towards her. The door swung shut with a slight creak and the guards disappeared, leaving Tenaega alone with figure.

"Tens, what have you gotten yourself into?"

His deep, baritone voice filled the room entirely, making Tenaega fight the urge to wiggle nervously in her seat. She had heard this voice so many times, speaking in so many different settings, and so many different tones, but she had never heard him like this.

"Ben,"