The Forgotten Hero: A Star Wars Story

Losses

Rey speaks to Luke who sits on a stone overlooking a cliff as he looks around sadly. Chewie sits nearby as well.

Rey: There is no light left in Kylo Ren. He's only getting stronger. The First Order will control all the major systems within weeks. We need your help. We need the Jedi Order back. We need Luke Skywalker.

Luke: You don't need Luke Skywalker.

Rey: Did you hear a word I just said?

Y/N: He never has listened to much. Luke, we do need your help. More than you can know.

Luke: You think what? I'm gonna walk out with a laser sword and face down the whole First Order?

Y/N: No, that's my thing. We just need your help.

Luke slowly stands from the rock he's sitting and meets Rey's eyes.

Luke: What did you think was going to happen here? You think that I came to the most unfindable place in the galaxy for no reason at all? Go away.

Luke begins to walk away and heads up the stone staircase away from Rey.

Rey: I'm not leaving without you!

She turns to Chewie and Y/N, rather annoyed, and huffs.

Y/N: Yeah, good luck. He doesn't much care for me anymore. You can handle this. I'll stick with Chewie for now.

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As he and Chewie make their way back to the Falcon, Y/N begins to stumble. His ankle rolls and his feet come out from underneath him.

He trips to the ground, rolling down the path, roughly, landing on his back. Chewie rushes over to the sputtering man.

His chest heaves and his body is wracked with hacking coughs. Chewie growls out concern and flips him back onto his chest.

Trying not to cough out his lungs, he shakes, unable to stay still, coughing uncontrollably, trying to prop himself up onto his arms, bile and blood spill from his mouth.

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In an abandoned segment of the resistance control ship, Y/N is also on all fours, passing in and out of consciousness. He shivers and breathes raggedly, pulling himself to his feet unceremoniously, and stumbling back to the action.

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On a rocky outcrop, Luke climbs up the hill, Rey lagging behind and breathing heavily, wondering how the older Jedi Master manages to have the stamina for this.

Luke continues walking away, a bag strapped to his back, making his way over to several resting Thala-sirens. Rey arrives and hears the creature groan.

Luke walks up to one of them and presses a bottle up to one of their four udders, avoiding Rey's eyes the whole time, trying to convince her to leave him alone. He presses down on the udder, squirting out green milk, filling the bottle. Rey grimaces as Luke takes a deep swig of the liquid and smacks his lip, then begins walking away.

Rey looks at him disgusted as the siren looks at her indifferently.

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Walking down a taller outcropping, Luke drops his bag and keeps moving. He grabs on to a large pole resting on the side of the mountain and kicks off, barreing to the other side of the gorge, his cloak billowing in the wind.

Rey: Careful!!

Luke lands softly on a foothold and turns to look at her. She's relieved. He's aggravated. He jostles the pole in the water below and pulls it out, revealing a large spear and a small bit of bait stuck to the end of it.