Cassian Andor Masterlist

The One That Got Away (Part 9)

Synopsis: Reader is Force-sensitive. As the First Order reigns Kylo Ren had captured her during one of the missions and tried to bring her to the dark side, yet he failed the first time. In fears that Kylo will hurt her and the ones, she loves Y/N breaks Cassian's heart and disappears. Two years down the path circumstances make them meet. Cassian is determined to get the reader back, but she has her own mind set to make sure he never wants to see her again.

Pairing: Cassian x Reader; Platonic!Poe x Reader

Genre: still angst, have no idea when Imma give ma babies a break, but it's looking up a bit... I think...

Warnings: some sexy time implications, other than that I don't think there is anything else

Word count: 2386

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Y/N was exhausted when she came to consciousness. Her body went to slump forward from the vertical stance it was in but found to be unable. Her hands, legs and even her neck was restrained by metal clamps.
Her sight was blurry but slowly bit by bit it went back to normal and her breath hitched as she realised where she was. The wast galaxy outside and the Dreadnought in front of her told Y/N as much. A voice from behind startled the girl as she strained to see, yet the restrains didn't allow for pretty much any movement at all. Though there was really no need for sight. That voice would haunt her for the rest of her life, no matter if it was minutes, hours or decades.
"I thought I'd have to wake you up, but I do have to commend, you have perfect timing." Kylo Ren stood in front of her. There was almost like glee shining through his face, which was a strange sight. He came to stand right next to her ear. "See that planet over there?" his long gloved finger extended and her eyes took in a brownish green planet. Kylo didn't say anything for a while, letting her figure things out on her own.
It took Y/N a hot minute. Her brain felt fuzzy and she couldn't really gather thought but then it dawned on her- Yavin4.
"No," a breath filled with panic and terror and anger escaped the girl, a tear already splashing on her tunic. "Please, don't. You have what you wanted, you have me, please."
Kylo only chuckled in response. "I don't want you. I wanted you to stand beside me as we ruled the galaxy. I would've thought you the ways of the Force, but just like the other girl Rey, you're just too far into the Light. The only thing I want from you now is to watch you crumble as you witness everyone you care about perish. All.. because... of you.."
The tears continued to slip down her face in a steady stream but her eyes were only filled with rage. She felt hot from the anger, her body trembling. Kylo leaned in closer to her face and traced the jagged scar from her neck to her collarbones.

"But before we do all of that," he pushed a lever making the chair spin around. Y/N eyes widened in horror as she saw Cassian chained up to the wall, "there is someone here who'd like to say goodbye."
"Rot in Hell," the captain spat.
"Wouldn't have expected your last words for Y/N to be those, but I guess we'll have to do with what we have." The Supreme Leader pushed the lever once again and Y/N snapped back into the previous position. She couldn't wrap her mind around why Cassian was there. She'd left him by the ship, she messed with his mind, so that he hated her, but it looked like Kylo saw the confusion.
"There is more to mastering the control of a mind than simply saying a command once. It takes years of practice to make a decision you've made stick."
And then it dawned on her- he didn't actually hate her. She had failed. Y/N didn't know when he'd broken the illusion, but he'd done it and now Cassian would die because of it.
No. Horror hit her like a wave once again. He wouldn't die, it wouldn't be that easy, Kylo wouldn't give that kind of mercy, he'd be tortured and she would be able to only listen and not do anything.
He once again came to stand next to her, his breath fanning over her ear, hairs on the nape of her neck standing up. "Anything you want to say to your love?"
"Rot. In. Hell."
"Hmm," he mused, "pity. I had hoped for something a bit more heartfelt. But fine so be it."
"General Hux," the large man called to someone behind, "tell the Dreadnought to load their cannons and obliterate the Resistance."
"Yes, Supreme Leader."
Y/N kept her gaze on the galaxy outside. She had had enough time to let Poe and Jyn and the rest of Rogue One alert the Resistance of the mole, yet Y/N had no idea how much time had passed since. She didn't know if they were on their way to somewhere else, somewhere safe or still on the surface of the planet soon to be blown to smithereens.
"You could've saved all of them," he cooed in her ear, "but now," she saw the cannons glow orange as they charged, "you doomed them all to death." And then it fired. It took a few seconds for the beams to reach the earth, but when it did nothing but dust and smoke and flame rose up.
Y/N clenched her jaw and willed herself to not scream. She may cry and shake, but she would not give that monster the satisfaction of showing any other emotion. She could hear Cassian's ragged breathing behind her. His friends, his home... their home was now gone.
"I will kill you with my bare hands," he seethed.
"Too bad you won't be alive to do so," Kylo Ren replied so nonchalantly it was like he was making dinner plans. "But you'll be alive to see how I take everything from your precious, how did you call her? Mi Alma?" Cassian's chains rattled as Y/N could imagine how he was trying to pull towards her. "And when I've taken almost everything she has," he once again turned towards the girl, "I'll make you watch him die. And you won't be able to even lift a finger."
Right that second the same pain she'd felt before Kylo's landing on Crait rippled through her head. Y/N tried to contain the scream, but in a matter of a second it became so intense she felt like her mind was burning from the inside out. Like listening through water she thought she heard Cassian scream, but Y/N wasn't sure about it. Her own shrill voice overpowered all of her senses.
Kylo started with taking her power. The power to control the Force and once again that soul-shredding blade rippled in waves throughout her whole body. From the tips of her short hair to the ridges in her tippy toes, white-hot razors split her from the inside out.
It scraped off one atom thin layer and then it went on and on and on. Y/N lost track of time completely. The only indication that it was passing was the rubble from Yavin4 floating through space.
Had it passed? How much had gone by? There was only non stop ringing in her ears and her hoarse voice echoing through the room. The only thing now familiar to her was pain. And when she thought it couldn't get worse it did.
The man went inside her mind, her memories and shredded them. He looked through every crevice and nook violating the moments that only she and Cassian had shared, the intimate time where they were tangled together in kisses and pleasure. Every sweet moment and every fight that had ended up once again under the bedsheets curled up, the grips of both rebels tightening on each other to never let go, every good an bad piece he took a sledgehammer to.
He took away all the happiness that had come with racing Poe during a battle, BB-8's worried beeps echoing through space and their comms, while Leia scolded both commanders, yet you could hear that hint of a smile as she reprimanded them.
Or laughing with Rey about Finn's naivety, while the man clearly wanted to ask the fellow Force-sensitive girl out, yet had no clue on how to actually do that. Y/N having to step in, to give Finn a talk, that it wasn't as scary and Rey would be happy to just stay in their quarters and do nothing if he asked her so. That, he burned up until it was ash caught in a breeze.
Kylo obliterated the warmth she felt while spending time with Chirrut and Baze, how they had discussed books together and wondered what was beyond the starts they had already explored. He mercilessly extinguished every ounce of love Leia and Han had given her, how they had become her parental figures, even scolding the girl like she was their own daughter.
The moments with Chewie and Rose, how they had played Dejarik and laughed their asses off when none wanted to do their actual jobs- he filled them with coldness and anger. Y/N's girl talks with Jyn, their movie nights spent together talking about nothing and everything- he pulled them apart until it was just like the rubble of what once was her home.
Sweet Bodhi and their talks Y/N had shared with him under the night sky, where both had told their secrets and fears and always reassured each other that no matter what, there was someone at the other side of the galaxy who wished for their safe return. All of that was wiped away like chalk under the rainy sky.
Her sassy talks with K-2SO, that when gotten heated even Jyn and Cassian walked out of the room because the possibility of instruments flying went from zero to a hundred real quick. But even then there was never anything malicious between the droid and Y/N, he was just being protective of his captain and liked to push the girls buttons- that was frozen like ice and smashed into tiny sharp pieces that grazed her skin cutting invisible scars with the feeling of how good things used to be. All of that gone now because of her.
Y/N felt like there was nothing in her anymore. She wasn't even a shell of a person, she was a ghost of a shell. The girl felt like if you shone a light on her, it would go right through her body as on the inside there was nothing left. Nothing of the stubborn girl madly in love with a captain that was her perfect match.
"Oh, don't give up just now," the amount of strength she had to put in just to flit her eyes up to Kylo almost made her throw up, "we're just now getting to the good part." He looked over the metal chair to where Cassian was.
Y/N tried to say "no", whisper it, but only an intangible groan escaped the girl's lips. "You got everyone in this situation, now you have to face the consequences," his fingers traced the large scar once again, but before he could make one step towards Cassian she could vaguely hear people approaching.
To her, it felt like her ears were stuffed with cotton. She saw Kylo lift his hand up in what she could only imagine being a Force-choke and she wished to be in that lucky bastard's place.
The conversation let like it lasted for hours yet it was only minutes. Y/N was so weak. She felt blood dripping down her chin from he nose. Breathing took up almost everything she had; just to pull in another breath and then exhale set her lungs on fire. Bits and pieces of the conversation flooded towards her. Pilot... Resistance... X-Wing... General... Hux... Message... Personal... Urgent... Request... Someone starts coughing... It all mushed together, yet Kylo's breath against her neck sent up a shiver of pain.
"I will return, so you better save up some strength..."
Y/N's head lolled forwards as Kylo stepped out of the room. She was exhausted and frankly on the verge of just giving up. Tears slipped down her cheeks at the thought of never seeing Cassian again, or never racing Poe in the midst of a battle, or trying to best Finn in a drinking game. She always won, the boy was such a lightweight.
The two white figures that she could only assume where the Stormtroopers that had come to deliver the message and now were appointed to guard them entered the room, one of them stepping next to the girl's restrained body, crouching down by her legs.
She could feel her heartbeat slowing down as blood trickled down in a steady stream, her mind felt like it was in shambles after Kylo had taken everything from her. He'd destroyed what happy memories she'd had and now Y/N felt nothing but emptiness. The Force was calling to her, to let it all go, promising that the pain would end and she could return to where everything came from in peace and resolve.
Her eyes slipped closed and her breathing turned shallow. She pulled out one last memory, the one she'd hidden from Kylo with everything in her- the first time Cassian had kissed her. How his lips had been surprisingly soft and gentle against hers and how for the first time in her life she felt like there was nothing missing. This one, this one belonged just to her and no one else.
Y/N opened her eyes for the last time, to look at the galaxy beyond the glass, but there in front of her was Cassian. She knew he wasn't, not really. He was still chained up to the wall behind, escape for him was nonexistent. But she was glad to see him, cause if there was any chance of looking at the man her heart belonged to if only for a second, then there was no better way of letting go of life.
And just as she slipped into the blissful darkness, her arms and legs were released only for her body to be gently picked up by strong hands and a featherlight kiss to be placed on her forehead.
"Don't you dare leave me, mi Amor. Don't give up on us. We're so close... Fight..."