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"Ten Little Troopers"

From the "Where We Gonna Leave It" Series

Summary: Over a year before TFA, Stormtrooper FN-2187 had a crush on a superior officer. He'd never spoken to her but one day he got his chance. Then of course a crash landing renders half their team dead. It's up to Phaedra Taraay to get all her men to safety. A romance begins to bloom along their perilous path...

WC: 2k (estimated?)

(A/N): This series has been in the works since January and I finally got around to start posting it! Finn and Phaedra are worth the wait I promise you!

FN-2187 worked in sanitation.

Just like every Stormtrooper in the last twenty five years he was taken as a child from his family. No memory of any of them. He was left without an inkling of an idea of where he came from.

He was put through induct camp, processed into batch eight, and somehow despite being marked a literal soldier and member of the FN Corps he'd been funnelled down to work in sanitation. Part time soldier, part time janitor.

Amazing.

FN-2187 did his job. He very rarely had personal free time. The First Order didn't exactly allow much time for anything else. He would spend a day as a soldier just occupying space. Then he would spent a day going floor by floor. He enjoyed sanitation days more than the alternative. He still never quite understood how they were helping the galaxy. Their presence on planets seemed to just be intimidation. That they were only there to beat people into their space and make them fall into line. The only violence he ever saw was in training simulations. He spent half his days contemplating and feeling guilty. The other half he spent happily parading around Star Killer base. Nothing made him more excited than the one time a week he got to pass through Precinct 9904.

Unless there was an foreseen circumstance, he was guaranteed to get a glimpse of her. He looked forward to this day every week. His chest would grow tight and he would swear he could feel his heartbeat in his throat. Despite being hid behind a uniform and a helmet, he could see her every time.

Last week he'd seen her leave the training room, tired and angry and pulsing with energy. He'd been in the middle of opening up a wall panel when he heard the thunder of her footsteps. He had heard the angry huff in her breath and he had seen her tight grip she held on her saber.

She looked absolutely pissed. And he hadn't cared. All he cared to realize that she wasn't wearing her helmet and she'd gotten her hair cut.

FN-2187 wondered what she'd be doing this week. Maybe she'd walk passed him like she had last month. Or maybe she would be walking with General Hux? There even was a chance she'd be in the training room again.

Except as soon as he scanned through the precinct, a blaring alarm sounded.

He looked through the visor of his helmet. He heard them before he saw them. A large group of stormtroopers, six elite troopers and six execution troopers came marching down the hall. FN-2187's heart began to pick up as he saw who led them. Standing fierce and tall and powerful.

Phaedra Taraay carried herself highly as she marched down the hall. FN-2187 stared in awe as she approached. It was as she took each step closer he realized that he had never actually been this close to her. He felt like he was going to throw up in his helmet.

He failed to actually acknowledge her as his superior. He didn't salute, he didn't say anything, he just stood there. She held her hilt in one hand and her helmet was held tightly in the other. She looked too preoccupied to even care.

Because as soon as she reached FN-2187 and his partner in the hall, her voice reverberated inside their skulls.

"You two with me." She had stated, not slowing down in the slightest. The two Stormtroopers fell into line far behind the other troopers. They marched in line, following blindly to the nearest hangar. The group had managed to pick up another four troopers on the way. The soldiers piled into her ship. It was state of the art Upsilon-class shuttle, it fit the soldiers as well as Phaedra comfortably.

Two soldiers took control of the piloting and another took care of the calculations necessary for them to jump to light speed. The rest stood at arms. A total of eighteen soldiers in total. They were on their way to a battle happening outside the atmosphere of Dantooine.

A resistance safe house was found only a few short hours ago. Phaedra was called in as reinforcements, she had grabbed her usual squad of random Troopers she had never really cared to learn the names of and any one of them she could get her hands on after.

Phaedra stood tall in the center of her ship. Her held tight on her lightsaber hilt as she tapped the barrel end anxiously against her palm. She took a few deep breaths, like she was mentally preparing herself for a bloodbath.

Meanwhile FN-2187 was certain he was shaking. This was her shuttle. He was standing inside her shuttle. Forget that, she was standing right there. He looked at her from this new angle. So close and so present. He could see the crease in her brow from her furious and hard expression.

He thought it was rather cute. Granted he shouldn't have, but he couldn't help but find the pout she wore endearing. He watched her take a deep breath and stare out the large windshield and stare at the hyperspace streaks just outside the window.

They exited hyperspace after a few short minutes. As soon as they exited the jump, it was a firefight. Phaedras breath caught in her throat as she looked at the sky surrounding them. By now the entire sky was streaking with hyperdrive rings. Lasers from battleships were firing from every direction. It was a whirlwind battle. As far as the eye could see it was confusion and mayhem in all directions.

FN-2187 stared in horror. He watch as Phaedra Taraay stepped towards the front of the ship. She stood before the pilots seats and she pointed into the distance.

"Get me to the surface. I need to get into that base." She had said. Her gaze fixated on the land down on the planets surface. Phaedra had her own objective here. The Boogeyman had her orders and her kill list. All that was left was to sit back and let her off of her leash.

The last thing anyone should ever do in that situation was question her or disagree...

"With all due respect, ma'am, we can't maneuver around. They're in the process of an air strike... I don't know if it'll be safe or even possible to land." The one Elite Trooper told her from the pilots seat. He flipped a switch and looked up behind him. Looking at his superior and waiting for her instruction.

"I dont repeat myself. Land." She ordered.

FN-2187 took a shaking breath and held onto his blaster. So were they just storming this place with no actual clue what was going on? He wondered for a moment if the other Troopers were actually briefed on this.

The entire ship shook, much to the surprise of everyone. It seemed like all eyes looked around the vessel, to its ceilings, to its floorboards, to its doors. And then it shook again.

"What's going on?" Phaedra asked. The ship sputtered, falling a few feet lower to the ground.

"They're shooting at us ma'am." The co-pilot stated.

Phaedras eye twitched. "I know that." She grumbled. "Why aren't the shields up? They shouldn't be able to get through." She said grabbing ahold of the seat and leaning forward to look at the screens of the console.

"They are. Shields are at fifty percent ma'am."

She didn't have time to grapple with the fact of how that was even possible. Phaedra walked to stand between the two pilots, she squinted trying to ignore the particle beams and explosions outside the window. The light was moments blinding as she stared at the screen in the cockpit. The readings didn't make any sense.

The ship shook again. This time Phaedra didn't waste a second. "Get me down to the surface."

"Ma'am our fuel supply... I think.. I think it's draining."

"What?" She asked. Her eyes went wide as she turned to a separate screen and watched the numbers slowly decline. She wanted to break something. Kick something. Snap a bone or hear the sound of her saber melting solid metal till it pooled and solidified to something even slightly more helpful. Instead she took a deep breath and tried to curb the searing anger inside her chest.

"What are our orders?"

"Ma'am!"

"Get us out of here." She barked the order. The entire ship shook violently. Sending everyone aboard lurching a few steps forward. An insistent and constant rain of fire was 'blocked' by their shields, they were barely held together now. Phaedra held tightly onto the back of the pilots chair as she tried to keep her footing. She had called upon the force just to keep herself upright.

"The nav system is shot" the copilot said. His terror was evident in his tone.

Phaedra wanted to scream into the void of interstellar. "Make the jump!" She had told him anyway. "We need to get out of here. Make the karking jump!"

"But the computer!"

"Put it for the coordinates we just came from!" She said quickly. They'd been here less than five minutes for karks sake! Besides if they stayed here a minute longer the ship was more than likely going to explode.

The exterior hull of the ship was degrading from the onslaught of attacks and their physical shields carried a whopping integrity of 8%. They were quite literally sitting ducks. They were running out of fuel at an accelerated rate and they couldn't even protect themselves from oncoming fire.

Her voice came out loud and angry. A yell so deep, so forceful, her own will was imposed on the pilots. "Make the karking jump!" She influenced their motions without even trying to. Within seconds the cockpit windows showed the slow jump to hyperspace.

It was a second of peace before a chorus of loud bangs rattled the ship. The entire thing gave out and a blinding light came from the window. Within seconds the ship had begun free fall. Fighting with gravity the entire ship rattled and threw every soldier to their left.

They had been thrown out of hyperspace.

FN-2187 scrambled along with the rest of the soldiers to make it into the crash seats. The ship was hitting turbulence as the crew panicked and tried to make it around. Another violent tilt of the ship sent Phaedra stumbling, once again calling upon the force to lessen the blow she had only fallen onto her knee.

As she looked up, a hand was outstretched right before her. Immediately she wrapped her hand around the troopers and hoisted herself back to her feet. FN-2187 might of actually felt his heart stop beating. He actually touched her, he had helped her, he had felt that infamous iron grip.

Kylo Ren fought to keep his fighter upright. His hands were grappling at the controls and using all his sheer strength to pull it each which way. He seriously hadn't expected the afternoon he'd had.

He watched it happen. From where he sat it looked like an ambush. He watched the shields deteriorate and finally give way, he saw the way her ship began to fall.

He was watching it with his own eyes. Smoke billowed and began to pour out from the dispersion vents at the rear of the ship. Kylo was watching it happen. He had seen the dead hit that he knew was going to ground the shuttle.

Phaedras shuttle had taken a hit that had blown one of the repulsar lifts clean off from the underside carriage. Even if they managed to land, it was a guaranteed crash landing. Kylo had tried to call her over his own ships communication. His voice had been nothing short of concerned.

"Rhidlu." He stated quickly. The headset he wore had a direct link to her ship. She should have been able to hear him. "Rhidlu, come in." He said watching the ship descent into the open space. It hit debris and knocked around.

Phaedra didn't answer

Kylo reached out to her with the only other way he knew how. He attempted to contact her, the same way he had many times before. Within the force he tried to make contact with his apprentice.

They had forged their force bond ages ago, kept intact and used it nearly every day. On any given day he could practically read her mind, see through her eyes and she could see through his. And yet in that moment, as he watched her ship get nearly shot down, he couldn't see a thing. His vision was black and all he could feel was panic intensive enough to leave him dizzy. To make his head ring and his stomach turn Kylo had only experienced something like that once a long time ago.

He couldn't reach her, her emotions and mind were too scrambled. So undisciplined, he couldn't get through. The male took heavy breathes as he watched the back lights on the ship shut down. The air was nearly pulled from his lungs as he watched. Did they just lose power?

He practically watched it in slow motion. Those milliseconds felt like an eternity and burned into his mind. He saw those lights turn off and then he blinked. He opened his eyes and saw the marks as the ship jumped to light speed. His mouth went dry and his heart pounded. As the ship disappeared he swore he could hear her voice echoing into the dark recesses of his mind.

"Make the karking jump."

Darkness surrounded her. It stirred inside her and all around her. She could feel it. A presence she'd felt before only in spurts. An evil force, an echo of Siths past.

There were a thousand voices overlapped. Yelling obscenities and inquiring about their new acolyte. One voice spoke and eased the squabble of the others.

It sounded intrigued. "Oh..." it had drawled. "They haven't made one like you yet... have they?" It chuckled. A dark and haunting noise that reverberated inside her head before the yelling resumed.

The volume felt like motion. Like racing wind. And then it was a blinding light. 

When Phaedra woke up from the crash she was being forcibly removed from her ejected seat. Hands were unbuckling her harness and pulling her from the smoking wreckage. An Execution Trooper had yanked her from her seat to drag her back to the others.

She was definitely concussed. Her head rung with a pain that was nearly unbearable as the sun shone overhead. Her body was barely conscious but, in her mind, she was screaming. Tearing at the floors of her brain to try and awaken. Instinct took over, knowing she was in danger and unable to fully get up.

It felt like vultures were picking her apart. Screaming whilst clawing and taking her for all she was worth in their eyes.

Her body was hauled towards the others, she could barely open her eyes. She caught wild glimpses of the barren planet from within the visor of her helmet. Ruins of what was left of an ancient civilization.

She was propped up against a rock beside the others. Two hands came to hold the sides of her helmet, searching for the release mechanism. The Elite Trooper struggled to find the button, white gloved hands slapped the troopers hands aside. Coming to rest on one knee, FN-2187 reached to the back of her helmet, unlocking it the same way he'd watched her do it. The helmet hissed as it released, opening and allowing the man to slowly take it off of her.

There was blood trailing from a cut on her forehead. Sweat stuck parts of her hair to her brow and she grimaced in pain.

"Rhidlu?" FN-2187 asked trying to wake her.

Although she did not know it. The Sith Lords of old, who'd spirits haunted the desolate planet left her mind, and in turn left her one piece of advice.

"Beware, Sith'ari. You will not live. You will survive."

In the most horrifying display, he watched her eyes shoot open. Panic and fear and anger swirled inside those eyes before she lunged to her feet. Faster than he could process or think, invisible hands pulled him off and pushed him back from her.

He stumbled back, noticing that the other trooper had been shoved by the force push as well. FN-2187 had no way to describe how it felt. It felt so personal, not in the way he viewed most of their interactions. It was much like a tugging in the back of his mind, he knew it was her. Her presence had a certain feel, the same that carried into her pull. With bated breath he watched her strut closer to the crashed pile of scrap that was once their ship.

She held her palm out into the open air. With blinding speed, quicker than any of them could see, a strip of metal came hurtling from the far-off wreckage. Despite the speed and force in which it flew, she caught it cooly in an open palm.

Despite the searing headache and the blurred lines around the corners of her visions, she turned around and looked to the surviving few that sat there. "Where are the others." She yelled loudly.

The air around her felt eerie. The sands and red dust sucked at her feet and tried to sink her boots down. Its aura was heavy, weighted with thousands of years' worth of the darkest and most treacherous atrocities.

Despite the feeling, Phaedra doubled down on herself and stared at the others expectantly. If she could handle it, why couldn't they?

The troopers looked amongst each other; nobody spoke. Phaedra closed her eyes momentarily and held her side, she was quickly feeling the dull ache of a wound she had yet to find.

She didn't wait for them to speak. Instead, she raced towards the wreckage. The smoke billowed from the crash which gave clear direction as to where she was heading. She reached out into the force, searching for any life forms inside the ship. She couldn't register a single karking one. She started this mission with nineteen soldiers, including herself. Out of the eighteen troopers she took with her she feared that only nine of them remained. She checked the wreckage and her suspicions were correct. She had started with nineteen soldiers in her unit. It seemed she had blinked and then there were ten.

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Thank you so much for reading! I don't get much activity on my sequels verse Fics so it means a lot!

Another authors note: if you noticed the precinct is Crosshairs trooper number you're absolutely correct! It's a subtle/not so subtle reference to the fact that in the Taraay bloodline Crosshair is actually Phaedras grandfather!

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As promised! New Star Wars x Taylor Swift keychains are here! They’re super cute and go shakey-shake so they truly do double as stim toys for your gremlin brain. (Must please the gremlin brain.)

Mon Mothma is paired with “Bejeweled” ad appears in the shaker with her home planet of Chandrila and her Hana pendant from Revenge of the Sith.

Ben Solo is paired with “invisible string” and appears in the shaker with the Skywalker saber and his father’s lucky dice.

Poe Dameron is paired with “Anti-Hero” and appears in the shaker with his mother’s ring and his black X-Wing.

Finn is paired with “epiphany” and appears in the shaker with Poe’s jacket and his Glie-44 blaster pistol.

Nightsister Merrin is paired with “long story short” and appears in the shaker with her home planet of Dathomir and the Stinger Mantis.

Trilla Suduri is paired with “hoax” and appears in the shaker with her Inquisitor lightsaber and her TIE interceptor.

I hope y’all enjoy these! They’re available here.

[fionnemrys]

I just realized that Poe Dameron totally did this to FN2187 when he decided to call him Finn. I mean Finn said he liked it, but still, thats pretty fucking ballsy to just rename someone for your own comfort and convenience.

Robot characters who are given names like SL-308-62 but instead of their human friend going Well let's call you Sally for short, they instead ask the other if they Like their current name.

"Do you like your serial number?" they ask. "Yes, quite. It reminds me of who I am" the robot replies. "I have heard others like me go by different names after some time, and maybe one day I'll choose one for myself, too. But right now that is my full name, yes" they continue.

Because it's not your decision to make whether or not the robot will receive a new name. It should be theirs only. What's the difference? One is more complex and the other is simplified. They were both given by strangers instead of themselves.

"62 will do," they conclude. "It's my model number - there will be no other 62 after me."

[enkisstories]

There's one on every team.

(Accurate representation of how my fics usually go, I suppose.)

[renegade-simmer]

COLLEGE CUTSCENE: FINN SLOANE

The dorm is one of the most expensive, luxurious ones the University of Detroit has to offer, but it remains a fact that it is an ordinary college dorm. In Detroit. And not, as one might expext from an Admiral's son, a cabin on a school ship in Annapolis.

That has been Admiral Sloane's condition: You can ditch navy academy, but you'll have to live in a respectable dorm and join a respectable student society instead of running wild with your feral street kid friends.

Finn: "Armitage will feel so betrayed when he doesn't see me at the roll call tonight... Phasma, too, will probably never talk to me again other than in profanity."

Rae: "You don't even like Phasma. No feeling guilty, junior! Better tell me all about your new plans!"

Finn: "I don't have any, mom. I just know my future isn't with the military. That's my only certainty."

Rae: "Fair enough. Just come to a decision regarding your major within the next two years or they'll enroll you Philosophy."

Finn: "They do that?!"

Rae: "So I heard."

Rae: "That your new style?"

Finn: "For now."

Rae: "I like it."

Rae: "Even though you do not want to follow into my footsteps, you embody the things I taught you: Courage. Honor. Determination."

Finn: "...and running away. I really need to check on my friends at Brine Hall soon. And you please check on Armitage when you fly to Annapolis some time."

Rae: "Will do!"

So many partings in their past as barely a family... why does this one sting, when the others hadn't?

[blackgumball]

ive never heard people call palpatine 'darth sidious' even ONCE and ykw just because i dont agree with his politics does not mean i dont respect his identity.

[enkisstories]

I really hope Finn explained all of this to the Resistance. After the First Order is defeated, the troopers cannot just get told "Hey, you were on the wrong side all along, but here's a nice apartment on Coruscant for a new start. Meanwhile we're going to scrap your ship". To them that would be akin to telling them their home town will get flattened as punishment for losing the war. It would lead to an even greater resentment than is usually to be expected.

Not that the New Republic would care, they'd just demand everyone to shut up and adapt. But I can see the Resistance care, what in turn might lead to tension between these two. Post-Exegol politics could be really interesting.

Imagine you're a Republic Remnant officer or Resistance member put in charge of an occupation squad, and when you arrive at the coordinates of the town you're about to control it turns out to be a Resurgent class Star Destroyer!

(On a sidenote, at times I put "When we'll have our own ship" in Hux' mouth when I pair him up with either Poe or Rose. He sais it as casually as planet dwellers would say "our own home". Finn is more open-minded in this regard, since he was already exposed to people talking about their home worlds for a year.)

there is something that is so interesting to me about like...the nationhood of the first order.

like the empire wasn't really a country. it was "all the different planets, cultures, peoples under the jurisdiction of emperor palpatine." nobody would say they came from the galactic empire. they were from naboo, lothal, alderaan, whatever planet, and they worked for the empire. people who were really super-duper loyal to the empire were, if anything, expressing the opposite of patriotism; being loyal to the vague concept that ruled their home planet as opposed to being loyal to their home planet.

but the first order isn't really like that. like there are planets under first order occupation, and there are planets aligned with the first order politically, but a lot—possibly most—people in the first order under a certain age could honestly say the ship they live on is the only home they've ever known. they don't just work there, they live there for their whole lives from toddlerhood or even infancy. the first order has its own distinct culture. a large first order ship is essentially a city. how many people who were raised in the first order even know what planet they were born on, let alone culturally identify with it?

the first order is essentially a country with mandatory military service over a certain age, but instead of serving for a set amount of years you serve for the rest of your life, and with mandatory public education under a certain age, but that education is basic military training.

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Rescue Mission - Kylo Ren x Apprentice!Reader

Scraped chapter from Asphyxia - Imagine Kylo Ren sets out on a rescue mission after you go missing during a solo mission. Pt 1 - here

I landed my TIE fighter nearby a small settlement on Jakku, dust flying up as I turned off the engine. Getting out of the ship, I pulled up my hood and looked around, noticing a couple of other stormtroopers not too far ahead, making my way over towards the settlement.

I came to a marketplace, weaving my way through the stalls as I searched for any sign of the droid. That's when I noticed two people - a man and a woman - staring at me. I recognized the man as FN2187 - the rouge stormtrooper.

He seemed to be whispering something to the woman, his eyes widening as he realized I'd spotted them. Behind them was a small droid that fit the description of the one that Master Ren was searching for.

I smirked, making my way over towards the trio. FN2187 grabbed the woman's hand and took off, leading her and the droid away from me. I felt for my saber, ensuring it was on my belt before running after them.

When Kylo was training me, he made sure I was skilled athletically as well, not just combat wise. The trio were fast, but not fast enough. I realized they were heading for the shipyard, so I force-jumped up onto the roof of the marketplace. It was sturdy enough for me to make my way across fairly easily as long as I ran and jumped from roof to roof.

Reaching the other side, I jumped down and grabbed my sabre from my belt, igniting it as I landed. The terrified looks on their faces caused a small smirk to grace my lips before it quickly disappeared.

The female looked shocked, as though she had never seen a lightsaber before. Then again, ever since the Jedi and the Force became nothing more than myths, most people would be shocked to see someone wielding a saber.

"Shit..." FN said, taking a step back.

"Who... Who is that?" the female asked, looking to FN.

"That would be Kylo Ren's apprentice..." he said, continuing to back up. I took a step forward, swinging my saber menacingly.

"Hand over the droid." I demanded, continuing to walk forwards. The female held her staff out, pointing it at me threateningly.

"The droid stays with me!" she shouted. The small droid beeped in agreement, moving behind her. I sighed, not wanting to make things harder than they had to be.

"This is your last chance. Hand over the droid and no one gets hurt." I warned, swinging my saber around one more.

The trio backed up against a stall , however the droid backed up against a loosened pillar, managing to knock it over. I looked up, seeing that the ceiling was about to collapse on top of me. I jumped out of the way just in time, watching as part of the marketplace collapsed into a heap of dust, wood and rags.

I groaned, turning around and shouting "Call in the air strike!" to a pair of nearby stormtroopers, before running off towards my TIE fighter.

I got in and started the engines, taking off as I circled around searching for the trio. It didn't take long to find them; they were running towards the shipyard once more. They were heading for one of the ships - a quad-jumper - before it was promptly blown into a million pieces.

They quickly changed course, heading for a Corellian YT model freighter instead. "Shoot down that freighter!" I ordered, watching as the ship took off.

Slowly, one by one, the TIE fighters in front of me were shot down, until I was the last one left. By now we were flying through a ship graveyard, dodging left and right to avoid overhangs and loose parts of ships.

They took a sudden left turn, heading straight into the exhaust of a giant star destroyer. I had to be quick, avoiding pipes and pieces of the ship that jutted out. I spotted an opening up ahead, sure that the fugitives would take their chance to escape through there.

Sure enough, their ship turned and flew out through the hole. I did the same, now having a clear shot at their ship. I watched in confusion however as they powered off the engines, until I realized I was now in their line of fire.

I was too late to correct my mistake, however, as they fired at me, blowing my left wing off of my TIE. I was heading straight for the ground, and unless I escaped before my TIE crashed, there was little chance I'd survive.

I tried unbuckling my belt, quickly realizing however that it was jammed. Damn it, I knew I should have fixed that last inspection! I thought to myself, cursing under my breath for my stupidity.

Feeling around for my saber, I was disappointed to find that it too was trapped by my belt. I wasn't too far from the ground now, having no choice other than to close my eyes and hope for the best. Using the last of my energy, I created a Force shield around myself, hoping it would withstand the crash.

With a loud bang, the ship crashed into the side of a sandy hill, the impact smashing the windshield and launching me out of the ship. I landed with a thud not too far away, the Force shield around me dissipating upon impact.

Groaning in pain, I rolled over to see where my ship was; I wasn't surprised to see that in its place was a giant mound of fire and black smoke. I was just relieved that I was a safe distance away and not sitting inside that burning chunk of metal, melting away.

I sighed, rolling onto my back as a sharp pain erupted in my side. I pressed my fingers against where it hurt, drawing them back and seeing what looked to be blood smeared across them. My eyes widened, however I started to feel weaker with every second that went by.

I closed my eyes, praying that someone would find me and save me. I just hoped it wasn't too late when they found me...

XXX

Kylo Ren stood looking over a control panel, observing as he waited for news on the droid situation. His apprentice hadn't reported back to him, which she was supposed to do over an hour ago. It was very unusual for her, which led Ren to question whether or not he should be worrying.

"Sir, we were unable to acquire the droid on Jakku." Kylo Ren turned around, jaw clenching at what he'd had just heard. "It escaped capture aboard a stolen Corellian YT model freighter."

"The droid... stole a freighter?" he asked, processing the news.

"Not exactly sir. It had help." Ren turned around so he was facing the officer, fists clenching in anger. "We have no confirmation but we believe FN-2187 may have helped in the escape."

He ignited his lightsabre, rage flowing through Kylo Ren's veins as he slashed and hacked away at the control panels, sparks flying through the air. The sound of glass shattering and metal falling to the floor continued for a moment, before he stopped and calmly asked the young officer "Anything else?"

There was a slight pause before he answered. "The two were accompanied by a girl." Ren's arm shot out as he force-pulled the officer into an outstretched palm.

He held him there in the air choking him for a moment, mind racing, before finally asking "What girl?"

A sc-scav-venger! Br-brown hair and w-we-wearing rags!" He was dropped to the floor, before realizing that she still hadn't reported back.

"What about my apprentice? She hasn't reported back to me yet." Ren spoke.

The officer rubbed his throat, looking up at Kylo Ren. "No one's heard from her..." he croaked.

"Send out a search party, don't return until she's located." He snapped, turning around.

"But-" he began, only to be cut off abruptly.

"Go!! Now!!!" Kylo Ren screamed, swinging his lightsabre at him and watching as he got up and scurried away. Ren sighed, shaking his head in frustration.

xXx

I groaned as the feeling of my body being lifted from an ice bath pulled me from my sleep. I was cold for a moment, shivering from the chilly air that surrounded me. Suddenly I was pulled into something hard and warm, what felt like a blanket being draped over my body providing me warmth.

I pried open my eyes, the first thing I saw being the starry night sky. I never realised how beautiful it was, billions of stars twinkling in the twilight.

My gaze shifted to the person who was carrying me. I didn't recognize them through my blurred vision, long, dark locks of hair obscuring their face. I couldn't read their thoughts, their mind was blank. Are they blocking me out? Reaching up to try and move their hair out of the way in a vain attempt to see their face, I mumbled something incoherent. Their grip around me tightened, pulling me closer to a warm, firm chest.

I looked at what was draped over me. Oh. I thought, realizing that a cloak of sorts had been wrapped around me. I was too exhausted to stay awake for much longer, quickly finding myself drifting off to sleep once again, the warm embrace providing me comfort.

Kylo looked down at his unconscious apprentice, eyes narrowed in concern at your state. He could only blame himself for such recklessness, you seemed to take after him and his stubborn tendencies.

The cool of the desert night left a chill in the air, prompting him to pull his cape further over your body. You didn't know it, but he cared deeply for you, despite his cruel, cold demeanour. Over the years he'd grown fond of the younger apprentice - even if you were forced into his care by Snoke.

It took a while of walking before Kylo reached the ship, setting his sleeping apprentice down on a steel medical slab, leaving the aid droids to tend to your wounds.

Once the droids were done, he scooped your limp body up and took you to his chamber, laying you down on the bed so you were comfortable.

Kylo sat down on the end of the bed, eyes trained on your sleeping form, worry still creasing his brow. Slowly, he moved a hand to caress your cheek, his rough touch stirring you.

His eyes flicked to his helmet that sat in the corner of the room; he'd never shown you his face in all the years you'd known him. Mostly out of stubborn pride, but now there was something else lingering in the darkness. Kylo had trained himself to be resilient and strong, yet no matter what he couldn't bury the fear of rejection.

He watched intently as you returned to a peaceful state of sleep, inching himself closer to you. Slowly, carefully, he pushed a strand of hair out of your face, this time caressing your cheek gentler so as not to wake you.

"Reckless girl..." he muttered, getting up to leave, but not before stealing one last glance in your direction. For now, stolen glances would have to suffice.

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okay actually i am having more thoughts. and i think i'm gonna rework tfa a little bit. we're shoved into the first order semi-ruling the galaxy right from the jump but i just think it'd make more sense if it focused on the resistance and tfo both in their early stages?? anyway this is for me to come back to

smth smth finn defecting and leia molding him into the resistance's mouthpiece as she goes to the galactic republic and attempts to warn them of how the first order will only bring chaos and a fascist rule to the galaxy. the republic kind of rolling their eyes bc no way leia organa's leading another rebellion and tfo is middling at best, it's an annoyance that no one is taking seriously. finn tells his story to anyone who'll listen, going between various chambers and senators and rulers and garnering financial support for the resistance. the republic STILL refusing to see. half the galaxy scoffing at the resistance, the other half nervously watching because so many children have gone missing, smaller nations under seige as the first order grows and grows and nobody can truly understand WHY this seemingly small military state is expanding so quickly. there being rumors of entire villages and planets falling under the first order and leia battling via politics. the galaxy watching as hosnian prime was exploded before their very eyes.

tlj would instead then focus on the resistance building its forces in the face of tfo's new rule. leia decides its no longer time to allow things to move passively, and sends rey to collect. THAT STUPID OLD MAN DOESN'T SAY NO, HE COMES BC HIS SISTER IS ASKING FOR THE FIRST TIME AND WHEN WOULD HE EVER DENY HER? the first order barely recognizing the resistance as anything other than a fools dream and its that underestimation that allows the resistance to grow as it takes in survivors of hosnian prime and the surplus of volunteers who are infuriated and have lost their homes, their families to the first order. skirmishes across the galaxy begin to break out and finn moves to a more physical role with the pathfinders. these skirmishes often differ in how they end — sometimes its bloody on both ends, sometimes troopers begin to turn on their captains and commanders, taking them down and allowing resistance members to flee. the troopers all whisper about fn2187 who became finn. this is important. the battle comes to a head when the first order finds out about the resistance's base and decide to turn starkiller onto dqar, leading into the resistance destroying starkiller. leia and luke have been training rey (and sometimes finn) in the way of the force this whole time btw. rey and kylo fight — she takes off an arm, but they have to evacuate before rey can continue. starkiller is destroyed and the first order is dealt a critical blow as their base of command is destroyed.

tros then focusing on luke and rey vs kylo and the knights of ren. as poe and finn continue to handle these odd battles with the first order troops, rey manages to continuously run into the knights of ren bc she and luke have begun to look for other force sensitives across the galaxy. snoke/kylo have wiped a lot out (those who weren't typically joined the kor) but rey can feel some of the others within the force, and she gathers her allies. finn helps to incite a trooper rebellion within the first order, his brothers and sisters rising up against their oppressors. rey and her new band of brethren, middling and small but mighty as their passion has grabbed the force's attention, take on the knights of ren/kylo. kylo, villain to the end, puppet of snoke, is taken prisoner — he's left at leia's mercy, and she and luke manage to cut him off from the force entirely, leaving him near defenseless. he's meant to spend the rest of his days in prison. final battle is shot in two different scenes, rey vs snoke who spends the entire fight telling rey she's pure darkness, a rabid rat who'd chew off her own tail to survive, look at what she did to her parents and all she could do to the galaxy. she is stronger than them all and why not grab that power, allow herself to fall into the shadows, surround herself in the safe dark? rey rebukes him, stating there's more than light and dark and that's where she resides. she kills him. / finn reunites with zeroes, of his own old squad, who's been reconditioned numerous times but has never once forgotten about fn2187. rebellions rise at the same moment across all four current active first order dreadnoughts, and combined w the resistance's forces, the first order falls in the same moment. the end i just rewrote the sequels

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Thinking about the Taraay lineage today....

Thinking about how Phaedra and Finn are a perfect parallel of Dasibri and Crosshair... It's the way that Phaedra is just like her grandfather, the stoic soldier who will do whatever it takes and practically loses themselves in their misery. And Finn being just like Dasibri, brave, hopeful, and that shining ball of light that she can hold onto.

Once Crosshair is back on Pabu, there's still that snarky, sharp, and bitter person bubbling under the surface. He tries to be better, he truly does, and I can't help but feel like that's exactly how Phaedra is. Crosshair just follows his wife everywhere, letting her light illuminate his world view. Just like Phae and Finn.

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[2187s]

𝐀𝐂𝐓 𝐎𝐍𝐄 : 𝐀 𝐒𝐏𝐀𝐑𝐊 𝐈𝐍 𝐓𝐇𝐄 𝐃𝐀𝐑𝐊 … i've mentioned before that i feel the sequels as a whole had rushed pacing and very little payoffs in terms of characterization and worldbuilding. the following timeline is my attempt to fix the pacing, add in various lore and headcanons i've accumulated in my time writing finn, expand on various aspects of the worldbuilding and overall provide a stable ground in which interactions can be based off. without further ado — the beginning of my sequels rewrite !

› 𝚂𝚃𝙰𝚁 𝚆𝙰𝚁𝚂 : 𝙱𝙴𝙵𝙾𝚁𝙴 𝚃𝙷𝙴 𝙰𝚆𝙰𝙺𝙴𝙽𝙸𝙽𝙶

thirty-one aby : i consider this to be canon, overall. things to note, however :

— the first order has yet to have any foothold in the galaxy at all. unbeknownst to first order officers, the knights of ren were simply a part of supreme leader snoke’s plan at destabilizing the galaxy and would eventually return to the first order as a special task force.

— the first order had, however, gained discretionary control of ten outer rim planets though pure force and pressure on the economy. this was kept secret from the republic through all planetary operations being run exactly as normal : except for the seizing of infants across each planet.

— following standard army procedures, fn2187 and his squad would've rotated through various units ( sanitation, flight, combat, medical , etc. ) on a schedule meant to fit the several other hundred squads on starkiller. him working in sanitation was something all cadets were required to do, and it does not diminish his talent or skill in anyway.

— finn was handpicked by captain phasma herself, an ally of brendol hux, to become an officer. his skills, talent, intellect and leadership abilities all broke no question : he would become an important aspect of leadership within the first order.

— while obviously unaware of the galaxy at large due to only being raised upon starkiller, troopers as a whole weren’t entirely uneducated : they were taught several topics regarding history, math, science, etc … all through the lenses of first order propaganda. a very select stormtrooper culture would become cultivated, though that’s a later post.

› 𝚂𝚃𝙰𝚁 𝚆𝙰𝚁𝚂 : 𝚃𝙷𝙴 𝙵𝙾𝚁𝙲𝙴 𝙰𝚆𝙰𝙺𝙴𝙽𝚂

thirty - four aby : through his manipulation of the force, supreme leader snoke use lady carise sindian, a separatist senator, to reveal to the galaxy at large that leia organa and luke skywalker were vader’s heirs. the fall out is immediate, with leia being asked to resign from the galactic senate. she complies.

— whispers of a new force growing in the outer rims begin to usher across the galaxy. children are abducted, the remaining citizens forced to work in mines, searching for resources of this new militaristic force. the news reaches the republic’s ears, but it’s set aside as merely rumors. the continued attacks of the knights of ren take priority.

— leia organa, however, takes note of this growing disturbance. with hand and chewie at her side, leia herself sets course for the outer rim to investigate. there is a dark power here, one she’s completely unfamiliar with, and it scares her. she returns to new alderaan and, using the force, reaches out to luke. the old war heroes conspire and a plan is hatched : luke will begin researching this new power, something possibly older than the galaxy itself, and leia will share what she’s learned with the republic. 

— luke sets off, leia fails in her attempt to warn the galaxy of a new danger. there’s only been twenty-nine years of peace, and the knights of ren make a convenient enemy. she does not give up, instead opting to use her vast connections and conspire together to create the resistance. 

— poe dameron would go on to leave the new republic fleet due to distrust and suspicions of the new republic working with the first order. truthfully, by this point, first order officers had managed to infiltrate several parts of the new republic, thanks to the supreme leader. poe dameron would then go on to join the resistance. his first mission as a member of the resistance was to locate lor san tekka, who held information about luke skywalker’s whereabouts : the jedi had gone missing in his search. 

— post his first on ground battle, one of several that the first order launched simultaneously across the galaxy, fn-2187 came to the realization that he could not serve as a stormtrooper, causing harm to those innocent across the galaxy. with poe dameron being captured, fn-2187 decides to do what he deems right : escape with the pilot, or at least, die trying. 

— the escape is semi successful. fn-2187 becomes finn becomes a big deal in the resistance. he meets rey of jakku and bb8, poe’s astromech droid. the droid holds the map to skywalker and rey promises that she and finn will deliver the droid back to the resistance. it’s a bumpy journey, and they end up meeting the han solo and chewbacca, but the descent into d’qar, the resistance’s base, is a joyful one.

— finn and rey meet with leia organa and recount their exploits on jakku. finn recounts his life within the first order. leia aches for the pain the young man has experienced, but is able to look ahead and realizes that he’s a tool that the resistance, barely at operational standards, needs. she plots.

— finn reunites with poe, and introduces his new friend, rey, to his first friend, poe.

— leia asks finn for a favor : to simply recount his story. his childhood alone is what the resistance needs in order to awaken the galaxy to the rising horrors of the first order. with rey and poe encouraging him, finn agrees to do so. finn and leia set out immediately. 

— as they travel between allies and members of the senate, all individuals that leia have been attempting to sway to the side of the resistance for months, news of the first order’s attacks across the galaxy begin to break. the battle of jakku wasn’t the only one, and it’s a message from the first order : they are stronger than the galaxy knows. 

— leia and finn meet rey, han and chewbacca on takodana. their contact, maz kanata, warns that the first order is planning to do something even bigger than ground assaults. she can feel it in the force. leia, rey and finn all feel it and the discussion switches then to preparing an assault against the first order forces. finn is disturbed, begs them to understand that there is no resisting the first order. he moves to leave; rey begs him to stay. as he begins to board a cargo hold that’ll take him off planet, as leia gets word that the republic still refuses to offer assistance to the resistance, the unthinkable happens. 

— the knights of ren land at maz’s castle with instructions to collect or kill all force sensitives. rey battles several knights with the help of han and chewie, while finn feels her distress in the force. he races back to rey, intent on helping, when he feels an enormous destruction in the force : starkiller base has been deployed. he can hear the agonized screams in the force, feel the pain of their deaths, see the burning of hosnian prime as starkiller destroys it. finn is overwhelmed.

— resistance forces arrive on scene, helping to push back the knights of ren and accompanying stormtroopers. finn races to join them, and arrives at the las minute to see kylo ren forcibly taking rey back to his cruiser. despite his efforts to get to her, finn is too late.

— resistance forces, lead by poe dameron, overwhelm the scene on takodana and the knights of ren along with the first order forces retreat. there is no real joy in the win, not with rey kidnapped and the republic now destroyed.

thirty five aby : the first order launched their attack on the last day of the year, intent on starting a new rule of the galaxy. technically, by first order datapads, the day is now zero ahp (after hosnian prime). yet, their control over the galaxy is not yet unrivaled. 

— the cold war has ended, with physical attacks now being the norm. however, in the face of the first order’s destruction, the resistance is booming. enlistment rates have soared, with even some centrist star systems allying themselves with the resistance. as they return to d’qar, leia begins to plan with her advisors.

— finn’s first move is to remind them of rey’s kidnapping. it’s imperative that they retrieve her, finn pleads, and leia doesn’t disagree : they just have to move smart. finn suggests an immediate attack, one that the first order won’t be expecting. he can bring the shields down, rescue rey, and the resistance can do the rest. it’s a rushed plan, but one that might actually succeed. leia signs off on it. 

— finn and han manage to sneak onto starkiller base while rey resists kylo ren’s attempt at manipulating his mind. he wants to know what happened to luke skywalker, what the old man has been up to. she gives him nothing, and escapes on her own.

— finding his old mentor, phasma, is a blessing : the shields are brought down. she’s tossed in a trash compactor. finn and rey reunite and chewbacca makes sure to tell rey that it was finn’s idea to rescue her. they hug, and move to leave before han solo suggests that they help the resistance out a little. considering they’ve got nothing better to do, the four begin to plant explosives right at starkiller’s core. 

— kylo ren and han solo faces off. even as his son ignites his saber, killing him, han cannot bring himself to speak ill against his boy. rey and finn watch, horrified. chewbacca shoots kylo in the flank, bringing the man down. 

— rey and finn move to flee : three of the knights of ren stop them from making it aboard the falcon. with one lightsaber and two blasters between them, the planet imploding beneath them, somehow … rey and finn survive, though not without injuries. rey is winded, bruised, her mind hurting from her tremulous hold on the force. finn is grievously injured, having taken a saber up his spine in his efforts to protect rey. two of the knights they faced are dead, but rey can’t celebrate, not until she’s sure finn will be alright.

— chewbacca leads the falcon back to d’qar where the resistance is celebrating. after two years of a cold war between the resistance and the first order, they’ve dealt a significant blow to the first order, destroying it’s only base of operations. there’s the fleets and ground forces to still deal with, yes, but as support across the galaxy continues to trickle in, the resistance takes a sigh of relief. there’s time.

— finn is quickly rushed to the med bay, shoved into bacta tanks. leia and rey talk, with rey giving a debrief on everything that occurred on starkiller, to han, to finn and herself. leia is troubled by kylo’s obsession with luke — she’s surprised her son even knows that luke is alive, for luke has almost completely cut himself off from the force. she asks rey if rey’ll go collect leia’s brother, return him to the resistance. rey hesitates at first, unwilling to leave finn, but eventually agrees.

— three days after rey leaves, ninety-six hours in bacta tanks, finn wakes up. poe’s at his side, repairing the jacket originally loaned (in a way) to finn. it’s a grateful reunion, with poe getting finn up to date : rey has gone to recall luke, a journey that might take a few several weeks. the first order has seemingly fallen into the outer rims, most likely licking their wounds. the resistance grows stronger with each day, a great part due to finn’s testimonies. leia had recorded them and spread them amongst the galaxy, with several people becoming inspired to fight. the tide is turning, poe explains, hope in his eyes.

— finn's heart sinks, he keeps his gaze downcast. this is great news ... for the resistance.

[enkisstories]

Recent acquisitions & favs from the digital trading card app. Some of those cards are animated in the app.

If you follow my sims blog, but never saw the newer Star Wars movies, here you can see what my characters look like in the films :-)

The "Spy revealed" card will never not make me chuckle, because it looks as if Hux is yelling his "I'm the spy!" right into the closest security camera.

I caption the Fan's Choice right below the other two cards as: BB-8: "How was your day?" Poe: "I both endangered and saved the Resistance, then I incited a mutiny, got stunned..." Finn: "I went on a date with Rose." Both: "DON'T DO THAT AGAIN!"