Chapter one

You see that stormtrooper? No, not that one.

Yep, the one who looks like they're about to shit their pants. Thats me.

I only came to save my friend Ben, they said he'd be on this ship. The scariest ship in the galaxy. They laughed when they told me, those old associates of Jabba the Hutt. They had never been great conversationalists, but good for information. Not that they made it easy. Herat was tired and old, she was always willing to take payment for information, but didn't seem to take any joy from it. Amanaman on the other hand, loved to report his information in riddles, never quite imparting the whole story. Everything the bounty hunter said, had to be taken with a pinch of salt.

"He's on the Supremacy." he said, well more like cackled. He'd wished me good luck with such glee, I couldn't help but wonder if he was playing me for a fool. Honestly, it's the only lead I've had in years, so I accepted it, more than happy to get off Tatooine and trudged my way back to my hydrogen powered Dartship.

"The sooner I get all this blasted sand out of my shoes the better." I said out loud as I opened the hatch and climbed into the cockpit. This was cheap startravel, Dartship's were mass produced during the Dark Nest Crisis. I got my hands on this pile of junk on Jakku a few months previously, that was another hatefully sandy place. Thankfully the Dartship was small, quick and could stay under the radar when needed. I seem to get myself into the worst predicaments, so yeah, I needed that.

"Shit." I said, leaning back in my seat, Running my hand over my face and letting out a rough sigh. Of all the places, the Supremacy!? The ship that no one with half a brain wants to be in the same system as, let alone plan a single handed invasion and rescue son of a general of the Resistance and a well sought after smuggler, yeah, of course Ben was going to be in the most guarded ship the First Order had to offer. Maybe if I'd done this last year or the year before, he wouldn't be there. I had been young and stupid, I got distracted exploring the Outer Rim. Now I've got to make good on a promise I made at Master Luke's academy… many years ago.

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The New Jedi Academy, many years ago.

Luke's academy was beautiful, to someone who grew up on a smoggy rock heap of a planet anyway. I was used to a palate of greys, with an occasional variation on greens and reds when the rock contained a more potent mineral. But this place was different, instead of the canyon or underground cities of Aleron, everything was on the outside. Instead of smog and rock dust, the surface was clear and bright. Yes it was beautiful.

As I left the transport ship, I looked up to the building in front of me. The space around the main compound was littered by smaller buildings, and in the centre was a grand domed structure that stood well above the others. Further out, on some grass lands stood what looked like little dome shaped wooden huts. I wasn't sure if they were for meditation, or if they were private rooms, but they looked peaceful at least. I'm not really the meditating type, I can never seem to switch my sixteen year old brain off. My Force sensitivity is weak, but I guess Master Luke saw something in me that I don't even know about yet. Regardless, any place was better than the mineral mines on Aleron. That place was hard work, long hours and pain, for a meager sum of credits that barely passed as a salary. The credits that workers got at the end of the working day was just enough to buy a meal and a drink of water, if you wanted to save up for a new ventilator mask, you'd have to go without one of those two things. We all learned quick that it was better to breathe clean air with a rumbly tummy, than to breathe in rock dust with a full one.

There is a man beside me, he was the one to collect me from Aleron; Alo, I think his name was. Alo is a tall dark, rather intimidating figure beside me, one of his strides count for two of my own and soon enough I'm falling behind him as I look around.

"Plenty of time to admire the view later young Eiddwen." he spoke softly, and I jogged to keep up.

That's my name by the way, Eiddwen, Jessa Eiddwen. I should have said so before, but I'm currently on the most dangerous ship in the Galaxy, looking for a boy I promised I'd find nearly ten years ago; dressed like a stormtrooper with Kylo Ren walking right towards me. Yeah, I've kind of got other things on my mind.

A/N- Never done a first person before. I'm hoping this is just going to be a quick burst sort of story that I can update whenever, instead of waiting and mercilessly editing like I usually do (I've got two of these such stories that I can't bare to upload until they're done). Let me know what you think. x