"We have to fly with the Falcon!" You shout after Kylo, who was already halfway down the rocks.
"Why?" Kylo turns and stops impatiently, his shouting voice carrying over the waves.
"They will have noticed the shift, stealth isn't an issue anymore!" You reason, your words uneven as you hurtle down the hill to where Kylo is standing.
Kylo nods, when you reach him, grabbing hold of your shoulders so you don't continue to trip down the hill.
"You go down, I'll wait for the others." Kylo gestures for you to continue at you and you continue to rush down the path, your heart beating quickly.
Minute by minute it was getting lighter on the island as the suns rose, the Millennium Falcon stood proudly on an outcropping of rock, framed by the sun.
Pausing for only a brief moment before you look back up the path, seeing the others approaching quickly, racing down the mountain and the figure of BB-8 rapidly rolling out of control.
You spring forwards once more and sprint up the entrance. You come to a circular column in the middle and take your chances turning right a narrow hallway in front of you leads you round another corner.
"Bloody hoth..." You breathe, reaching a room containing two chairs and a lot of buttons.
They cover the ceiling and sides of the cockpit, practically everywhere that isn't glass happens to have different buttons and you don't know what any of them do...
Your eyes are drawn to a set of gold charms hanging from the ceiling, but you tear your eyes away, reaching forwards and flicking a random switch.
The first switch did something, although as you gazed around at the suddenly lit up cockpit, the dozens of buttons all blinking or lighting up in a confusing pattern you realise it didn't help.
The sound of heavy puffing and boots slamming onto the ground comes from the corridor and you spin.
Kylo entered first, his eyes focusing on the chunks of metal for just a second before he turned.
Poe entered next and followed Kylo's hand, sliding into a seat, his eyes gazing in wonder around the room.
Feeling slightly crowded you exit from the hallway, just as Tyler enters and takes the seat next to Poe.
You run back down the hallway, led by Kylo, on your way you cut paths with Finn, carrying an unconscious Rey.
"I put her under for now," Kylo explained and gestured a bench to Finn, where he lay her.
"Where do you want me?" Finn asked, running his hands over his short hair.
"Gun well, starboard?" Kylo asked, and Finn nodded, ascending a ladder behind you.
"Okay, I'll have the other one... Can you take weapons?" You nod at Kylo, slightly in awe of his commanding, especially as you still reeled from the event barely twenty minutes ago.
You mutely nod and jog the direction Kylo pointed you to.
On various boxes and assorted surfaces you find a collection of blasters, you count each one and make sure there are enough, your heart racing.
Then you focus on your weapons, gazing around the boxes you find a silver lightsaber hilt and Kylo's familiar black one.
You spin around, searching for the last Saber you need, yours.
It doesn't stand anywhere on the boxes, nor has it fallen down as far as you can see.
"In the name of Hoth..." You breathe, realisation dawning on you.
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All of the Stars
FanfictionKylo Ren was a monster. A murderer, a beast... This you were sure of. In a life where you had woken up on the cold floor of a First Order ship with no memory apart from your name... Being sure of something was rare. You were thrust into work for th...
