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You had never amounted to much in your parent’s eyes, a failed experiment of human life that hadn’t gone to plan. On your planet, it was custom to join the resistance after completing years of schooling and yet when you had finished, there was nothing for you. You were intrigued by the opposing option, sure the first order seemed cruel and evil, but that’s all you were ever told, maybe it was something completely different.
And so, in the dark of the night with a small satchel of your belongings, you stole a small cruiser and left your home planet for good. It didn't take long until you were locked in on by a first order ship and taken. The questioning process was long and tiring but after around four hours they had deemed your interest in the first order admirable and had welcomed you with generous arms. It had only been a month since you had left home and you were content working on the newest Starkiller ship.
Your job was simple enough, manage the control systems at night, make sure nothing was out of the ordinary and don’t touch anything else. You smiled softly as you sat on the empty bridge, the red lights glowing from the glasslike black floors, your legs propped up on the main system's base. A sudden beep from your datapad made you jump and hit your knee against the control panel.
“Shit.”
Begrudgingly getting up, you shuffled over to the large datapad that had ruined your peaceful silence.
‘Galactic storm warning, be alert of outages and electrical surges’
With an eyebrow raised you gently placed the datapad back down and walked towards the large window. Behind the blue planet you were passing you could make out a violent swirling of black and green gas, with lightning emerging every few seconds. This wasn’t something you had seen before. Your heart picked up in pace as you and the ship moved closer and closer. Backing away from the window you made your way towards the door to ask one of the Stormtroopers if they knew what the protocol was, but as soon as you went to open the door a bright flash of white lightning blinded your vision and knocked the main power off on the ship. All that was left was the red lights and a blaring alarm.
Looking around, sparks were flying from the control panels and there was smoke starting to fill the room. Turning quickly back to the door, you went to punch in the command code to unlock the secured metal, but to your horror the access screen was fried and you were trapped. The air started to get heavy with smoke from the growing mechanical fires, and your vision began to decrease. Your fists connected with the metal door as you began to pound and scream for help, your efforts hardly making any sound against the thick metal.
“Help, please there is someone trapped on the main deck!”
Your screams echoed off of the door and back into the main bridge.
“PLEASE!”
But there was no response.
You heaved your body away from the door and quickly back to it, ramming your shoulder into the hard surface, desperate to escape the burning room. A sharp pain filled your body and you gritted your teeth before slamming back into the door. Tears were now streaming down your face as everything around you burned away. You saw your life begin to pass by, everything you had done, everything you wouldn’t get the chance to do. You dropped to the floor and clung desperately to yourself, your hands latched around your legs. At first, it was sadness, the despair of not living, not knowing.
And then it turned into anger, raging and burning, anger you had never felt before. It didn’t stop. The fury kept building and went deeper and deeper into your being and into your soul. A scream ripped from your body and fresh tears came down as you pulled at your hair. You felt your anger leave. Your body fell towards the ground and in the brief moment of consciousness you had left, your eyes traveled to the door of the main bridge and saw the gaping hole where the heavy metal once stood. And then there was darkness.
A faint beeping made its way into your brain, and it wouldn’t stop. Then soft voices echoed into your head, adding to the now assault on your peace and quiet.
“I believe (Y/N) will recover just fine albeit some post emotional trauma from the situation General Hux.”
“Good, do not let anyone else undertake her care other than you and your assistant, no one other than myself and superiors is allowed into these chambers.”
“I didn’t think this girl was important, just some control systems analyst from her records?”
“If you so much as place a scratch on this girl supreme leader Snoke will not hesitate to kill you and everyone else on this ship, do you understand me, doctor?”
“Yes General, of course.”
You groaned and went to turn your body to shove your face into the soft pillow, but as soon as you moved your eyes shot open and a searing pain shot through your right shoulder. The room was bright, blurry at first, but as your vision cleared you could make out a collection of machines monitoring your body, and two men standing at the foot of your bed.
“What the hell happened?”
Your voice was hoarse, barely a whisper as you stared incredulously up at the two men. A moment of recognition passed your features as you took in the tall redhead in front of you. His hair was slicked back, and his black uniform was in perfect place as he stood regally above you.
“Doctor, I believe it is time for you to leave.”
General Hux nodded towards the stormtrooper standing outside of the door and made his way to the side of your bed as the doctor was ushered out of the room. You grimaced slightly at the slamming of the door signaling you were now completely alone with the general of the first order.
You had never been formally introduced to the important staff of the new Starkiller ship let alone the top authority of the first order. It was only in passing or through rumors that you knew who each person was. You knew who to stay away from, who to trust. But you had never seen the general before, only heard about him in stories. He wasn’t unattractive at all really, despite the permanent scowl on his face and his slightly pouted lips he was a sight for sore eyes. Not that you were interested in companionship, then again you had never really had companionship before. You wonder what it might feel like to touch his hair. Your eyes grew slightly as you shook the thought from your head, you must’ve taken a really big fall on the bridge.
“Where am I?”
The second time using your voice was not nearly as bad as the first. You looked around and took in your surroundings. The machines were all monitoring your vitals, but the room didn’t look familiar. It was a different design from the Starkiller support ship. The walls were a darker metal, more expensive, the doors were fewer hunks of metal and more complicated machinery. Even the lights seemed a nicer hue of stark white.
“We are on the Finalizer, and you are currently in the hospital wing.”
You rolled your eyes slightly but kept your snide comments to yourself. It was painfully obvious you were in the hospital wing, but you were already treading on dangerous grounds.
“There was an uncharted galactic storm that made contact with the support ship you were stationed on. When it hit the storm fried the systems and trapped you in your station.”
The general cleared his throat slightly before continuing.
“Luckily one of my Stormtroopers was able to rescue you and placed you in one of the escape pods before the support ship was compromised.”
Flashes of that night ran in your head, the white light, the fires, the smoke. But there was something else, some part of his story wasn’t right. Your brain struggled to connect the pieces but the strain was too much. You looked at Hux skeptically.
“Ok, how long have I been out for?”
The general kept his neat composure and perfect military stance.
“Two weeks.”
You choked slightly at his words. You had been completely out for two entire weeks, and you had no idea what happened in that span of time. It didn’t seem like you had sustained any severe injuries, maybe a dislocated shoulder and some minor smoke poisoning, but nothing that could knock you out cold for two whole weeks. Again, you searched for the missing piece of the story, but there was nothing to be found, just darkness. Your head began to throb slightly at the effort, so you changed concerns. You assumed that your position was demolished along with the ship, and being that you were pretty much the lowest class possible you had no idea what your future looked like. It wasn’t that you were incompetent, you were really quite smart, but you weren’t trained for first order systems you were trained for resistance systems.
“Ok, so now what happens General?”
Again, the man stayed perfectly still, he must’ve been uncomfortable from standing like that all day.
“That is to be decided by Supreme leader Snoke, he has requested an audience with you and that is where we will be going now.”
As soon as he finished his sentence two stormtroopers entered the room and took place by his side, and following them the doctor from before entered behind. He was an older man, handsome, with slightly greying brunette hair and kind brown eyes. Walking around the trio of authority he made his way to your side.
“I’m Doctor Archay, I’ve been treating you for the past two weeks. Now I know this is going to be slightly difficult, but do you think you can walk?”
You smiled at the doctor, he seemed nice enough, but you were quite capable of walking by yourself.
“Thank you, but I think I should be just fine getting up.”
The bed was situated so that you were propped up, all you had to do was swing your legs across and stand. You weren’t sure why they were making such a big deal from such small injuries. You moved your legs over to one side of the bed, your black hospital pants causing static with the blankets. Moving them aside, you placed your feet on the ground and pushed up to stand. It hurt your shoulder pushing up, but other than the obvious pain you weren’t sure what the fuss was about. Then you noticed the room starting to spin, and your body temperature plummeted to freezing cold and immediately back to hot. Your vision began to go spotty and your knees buckled, but you never met the floor. You felt hands grasp under your good shoulder and lift you back up onto the bed allowing you to regain your composure. When the spots had gone you looked up into the eyes of Doctor Archay.
“Like I said kid, it’s going to be a little hard.”
You shook off the dizziness and laughed breathily. Doctor Archay offered his hand and pulled you up slowly this time, supporting you by your waist. You two waited a minute, and you nodded at him to let him know you were not going to fall to your knees again. He smiled at you and let go. You were much more balanced this time, but it was disturbing to you how all of your energy was drained so much after two full weeks of rest. Regardless you shook the thought off and turned towards Hux and his men.
“Ok General, let’s go.”
It was as if he was bored when he looked up to meet your gaze.
“If you would follow me then.”
Doctor Archay gave a faint smile as you walked out the door, and you kindly returned it. You followed after the two Stormtroopers and Hux down the hallway of the medical bay, and through the doors into the main hallways. There were people in pristine uniforms walking to and from, troopers walking in units down the halls, and crew scrambling about to tend to their jobs. You were surprised at how night and day the differences were from your support ship to the real thing. You clung to your hurt arm as you kept up with the quick pace. A few turns later and you entered a locked corridor. It was darker now you had noticed, the lighting seemed scarcer and there were hardly any workers bustling about save for the random droid here and there. General Hux entered the pin for the corridor and the door hissed open to reveal a black hallway dimly lit and completely empty. The two Stormtroopers waited at the outside of the door and moved into armed positions.
You raised an eyebrow as Hux continued without even looking back at you. He was quick paced and very confident of where he was going, that was for sure. Sighing you entered the hallway and slowly made your way down. Hux turned to say something to you, but you were not behind him. His mouth hung open for a brief second at the empty spot before whipping his head to look down the hall. His blue eyes twitched as you took your time getting to him, you were in no rush to meet one of the most infamous people in the first order, not to mention how absolutely weak you felt. Finally, you had caught up with the redheaded man, and looked up at him for the next move.
“Wait here.”
He turned on his heel and entered into another small corridor leaving you alone. You looked around and there was nothing but metal everywhere. You began to wonder why you were even here, why had they needed you to come all the way to meet the supreme leader? You gasped slightly. What if they had blamed you for the fire on the Starkiller support ship, what if they thought you were a resistance spy, what if they were going to kill you? But before you could get any further with your worst case scenarios a noise quickly drew you out of your thoughts. Your head whipped around to see what it was, but there was still nothing there. You shook your head and laughed at yourself, it was probably some droid making routine repairs. Again, you retreated back into your mind, playing with your thoughts.
But as soon as you were comfortable in the walls of your head, you heard a distinct whispering coming from the small corridor Hux had gone down. It wasn’t just one voice though, it was like a hundred voices were whispering in unison, calling to you. It was like they needed someone, they needed something from you. Your feet began to move down into the corridor, darkness surrounding you. The only light was the red emanating from the massive closed door. As you walked closer the voices got louder, you needed to know what they were saying, they were calling to you. Your arm lifted and your hand reached towards the door, your fingers stretching to touch the metal, the voices invading your thoughts, but before you had the chance to make contact the door swung open and you fell to the ground.
A massive figure stood over you shrouded in black.