Across the Universe | D. Djarin

The New Republic

The lady gasped and leapt onto all fours again. Jumping out of the way as fast as she could. Din and I ran after her as fast as we could. The spiders definitely won't be happy now.

We turned another corner and I saw a familiar looking cavern that was holding an even more familiar razor crest. I was glad to see the ship, but I don't know if being inside will help us anymore. But it was better than being outside with almost a million spiders.

I turned on my heels once I was close to the crest so I had the ship at my back and began to shoot at the spiders. Din stood just ahead of me as he fired at them as well. My hand threatened to shake as I aimed at the wave of spiders, but I tried to hold it steady.

Din took another few steps back so he was beside me and in front of the hole in the crest. The lady had gone in first and Din turned around and handed her the child.

I kept my eyes trained on the massive wave of spiders, but in the corner of my eyes I saw Din handing the tank to the lady as well. Making sure that everyone was safe.

"Get inside." Din called out to me over the chaos.

I shot at one more spider, the creature exploding from the impact, before I turned on my heels and slipped into the hole of the crest.

The lady was still in the hull when I entered. She was holding her egg tank and the child was standing by her feet.

"Get to the cockpit." I breathed out as I ran forward and grabbed the child. The lady nodded and began to ascend the ladder.

I looked between the child and the ladder for a split second before I flung him over my shoulder. His little hands grasped onto the hood of my coat.

"Hold on, okay?" I asked him as I began to ascend the ladder. I didn't have enough time to try and climb it with one hand. I was trusting that the child would be able to hold onto me.

Once my boots were firmly on the floor upstairs. I reached back and grabbed the child again. I pulled him over my shoulder and back into my arms, feeling extremely grateful that he had held on.

I stepped into the cockpit where the lady was. She was huddled on the passenger seat with her arms wrapped around her tank of eggs.

I spun on my heels and looked at the ladder, hoping to see a familiar Beskar helmet. But when he didn't appear, I pressed a button on the panel and closed the door. Din would be able to open it when he got up here, it would be okay.

I sat down heavily in my seat. My heart was hammering in my chest to the point where it was actually painful. My lungs burned as I gasped for air. The child cooed worriedly in my lap, his ears were down and he had a guilty feeling emitting from him. I tried to take this small moment to catch my breath back.

My breathing was finally beginning to feel stable when the cockpit doors suddenly slid open. Din quickly came into the room and tried to shut the door behind him. There was a hoard of spiders behind him that were also trying to get inside.

Several spiders tried to push their fat bodies through the door as it closed. Din spun around and shot at them, trying to stop them from getting inside.

The white, spindly legs were trying to push themselves through the automatic door. I moved further away from the door, practically sitting on the edge of my seat.

Din was trying his hardest to close the door, forcefully pushing it together. When suddenly, about three spiders managed to crawl through the small space and enter the cockpit. I tightened my grip on the child and stood up from my seat, quickly backing up until my back hit the console.

I pulled my blaster out and shot one of the spiders that was getting too close. Another blaster shot came from the side and hit the other spiders, practically disintegrating them. I looked over and saw the lady holding a blaster in her hand while she breathed heavily.