Star Wars: Imagines

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Prompt:
(Y/N) is a member of the Ghost Squadron, and Thrawn temps her to join the Empire.

Requested by Milkteadragon

Part 1!

She/Her❥

2nd POV
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"You see a way in?" you whispered to the Twi'lek beside you; both your blaster's risen in a defensive state. Her name was Hera, and she was your lifelong friend. She showed you how to fly speeder and ships alike. The Twi'lek joined the Rebellion the second you enlisted. You were thankful for her. You weren't just a normal friend to her, or even a normal person in general— you were a genetically incorrect Clone, and not to mention you were developed right at the end of the Clone Wars. You received no training, and were endlessly thankful for Hera's loyalty towards you despite your brothers' treasonous actions,

                      "I don't think so," Hera whispered back, clutching her blaster to her chest, "There are too many guards around here. If we attempt to sneak past, more than likely we will get captured."

                         You nodded in agreement; scanning the area carefully, "We need Ezra and Kanan's distraction right about now. Where are they?"

                        "Spector 7, Spector 1, do you copy?" the sound of Kanan, or Spector 2's voice echoed through the relatively silent clearing, "Head back to the ship. It's too late for us! Thrawn is here!"

                       Your heart stopped abruptly in your chest. Thrawn is here? You've only heard rumors about the admiral from your friends, but you knew it would be foolish to tussle with him, especially when you were both new to the squad, and barely trained past basics,

                          "Give us your location," Hera commanded into the small com link, "You two need to get out of there."

"Hera turn back!" Kanan shouted loudly, the seriousness in his voice sending shivers down your spine. There was blaster fire evident in the background, which showed the sincerity of his pleads, "Save yourselves!"

                          You grabbed Hera's com link and furrowed your eyebrows in annoyance, "Kanan, give us your location immediately!"

                           As Hera was about to add on to your statement, you felt a harsh blaster make its home on your back, causing the com to immediately slip from your fingers, "Admiral Thrawn!" the voice holding the blaster began, "We have located two of the Rebels. That Twi'lek and the rogue Clone!"

                          You bit back a remark, which actually caused your tongue to begin bleeding at the pressure. If what Kanan has claimed, alongside this Stormtrooper, Thrawn really is here, and you are in BIG trouble. As you had claimed before, you'd never met the Chiss, but Hera has. Hopefully she is wrong, and the expectations aren't met. Hopefully Thrawn isn't who everyone says he is,

"Very good, Trooper," the sleek voice of an unknown male slid through the com link. You could hear the smirk in his voice, which bubbled into anger, "Bring that pesky Clone Trooper to me. I've heard of her skill, and I would like to determine what to do with her myself... With these two, we can lure in the rest of them quite easily."

There was little to nothing that you could do in this scenario. Both Hera and yourself had powerful blasters to your back, and one slip up, you both die. The only option you deducted was following Thrawn's commands. You'd rather die than put Hera in danger,