A sudden flood of warring emotions flooded you, half of them fear, the other half excitement, but both of them laced with an underlying feeling of Awe.A Dreadnought. You rushed to the window, slamming your hand on the button to open the shields and allow you a view out the glass. Those same feelings rushed through you as you saw the enormous ship loom into view.
Dreadnoughts were not something you would really expect to see, but this behemoth of a ship was something that was not to be taken lightly. You watched in amazement as the ship began to power on, and then you pressed your face to the glass as a small fighter began to flit around it like a fly on a bantha. It was almost comical, watching the ship take out the cannons like it was a daily bombing run. It stopped being funny when you saw the telltale black shape that was Poe Dameron's X-wing.
"POE! What the Kriff are you doing?!" You shouted to no one. In horror you watched the tiny ship dodge the massive blasts from the warship, each near-miss bringing bile into your throat. You found yourself reaching out with the force unintentionally, trying to make sure you kept track of the tiny fighter.
From the front of the ship, you watched in pride as a fleet of bombers and fighters moved in, their target obvious as they headed for the weak spot of the ship. It was incredible to watch, but your heart dropped as you watched fighters deploy. One by one, you stared in horror as fighters and bombers alike exploded and carrened back into the gravitational pull of the planet below them. You kept an eye out for Poe, but you your attention was drawn back to the front of the fleet as a lone bomber was left, and it inched forward.
Inwardly you were thanking Kylo for suggesting you stay where you were due to the way you were biting your lip and silently chanting the little ship on. The cockpit of the bomber was hit and you felt yourself tense, a quiet 'no' slipping from your lips. Seconds ticked by but they felt like hours as you watched the bomber reach its attack point without dropping it's load on the warship which had already shot off a few rounds to the planet surface and looked to be charging for another one. You could already tell what they were aiming for, the small transport catching your attention as the escape craft for the resistance.
The bombs then fell from the ship as it was engulfed in flames and you jumped in the air, pumping your fist as you cheered, the payload dropping on the main body of the ship. Dread filled you as you watched the bomber fall into the flames of the downed ship, while simultaneously your heart ached at the losses on the Dreadnought.
This morally grey area was going to drive you insane. You pulled away from the window, watching the giant ship fall toward the planet, breaking up as it did. You then ran to the door of the room you were in, making it into the hallway Just as Hux was leaving the bridge, his hand over his mouth. He stopped when he saw you, wiping his hand over his mouth and then wiping it on his jacket.
You stared at the blood on his chin and then looked up at him as he passed you, grabbing your arm as he did. "The Supreme Leader wishes to meet with us." He said in answer to your questioning stare.
"You're bleeding." You said in response to which he grunted, wiping at the offending red on his otherwise pale face. Hux didn't seem to want to talk about it, so you reached into his mind trying to see what had happened. He stopped mid-stride, head spinning around as he looked down the hall. You questioned his sudden movement and he glared, eyes narrowing as he searched the empty corridor.
"Ren is nearby, I can feel him shifting through my mind. He's normally more subtle." He grumbled and you paled. You didn't realize that he could feel you, though you should have guessed he could. It wasn't exactly a nice feeling. As if on cue, Ren came around the corner, meeting the two of you as you made your way to the shuttle that would take you up to the Supremacy.
Chapter 12
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