Caught in the Crossfire

Chapter I

The heavy and fast footsteps of a young stormtrooper echoed throughout the metal corridor as he ran to the Senior deck of the Star Destroyer. Barging in, SN-2387 made all eyes look to him

"General. The Slave 1 landed in hanger-"

"General Hux."

The cold metal, yet feminine voice came from behind SN-2387. He turned around to see the woman in pale green, red, yellow, and tan Mandalorian armor. She pushed past the trooper and walked straight to the tall general. Once she stood in front of him, he easily dwarfed her in size, but the way she handled herself it seemed like she was as tall and intimidating as the First Order general himself.

"Zara Fett, I was wondering if you were ever going to show your face around her again. I am hoping that you have changed your mind about dinner."

"Oh, general. This isn't a personal matter. I have what you wanted. The four rouge stormtroopers from Bar Neth."

As if on cue a group of stormtroopers walked in holding blasters to four beaten and tired looking men. All four of them were sunburned and covered in sweat, blood, and dirt. One of them still had an open gash on his face from taking the hit from the blunt end of Fett's blaster.

Hux walked over to the men, making sure it was the rogue troopers he was indeed looking for, then with a wave of his hand they were taken away. As they were taken to the force only knows where, Fett turned to look at the red headed, young general.

"Good work Fett. For once it seems looking with bounty hunter scum like you paid off."

"I've never fail to deliver before, Hux."

"Yes, but the Order prefers their property back alive, Fett."

"Things don't always go as planed General. You of all people should know that. Now give me what's mine and I'll be on my way."

"Of course. Four rouge stormtroopers. Twelve nova crystals should do it."

"Twelve?! The job was worth at least 75!"

"By the looks of those troopers at least two of them won't make it through the night, and well let's say this isn't your best work."

Fett was about to rebuttal when she felt the heavy, dark, and very fighting presents of the young Knight of Ren.

"Well if it isn't Zara Fett."

Turning around she watched the masked dark former Jedi walk onto the deck. She wasn't able to bring herself to look into the cold black hole where his eyes should be. As she stood there she felt him trying to pick though her brain, but like every time he's tried she did her best to push him out.

"Ren, don't you think that twelve nova crystals should be enough for payment for Fett's work."

"I don't see why not. You don't think it's enough, Fett?"

Clenching her jaw underneath her helmet, Zara looked away from the Knight of Ren.

"Twelve is fine."

"And you said she couldn't be reasoned with, General Hux."

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After Fett was given her reward she bored the Slave 1 once again. She walked back to the holding cells seeing that there was more blood on the floor and walls than she remembered. She thought about cleaning it up, but went against the thought only so she could get off the First Order warship.

"Fett."

Zara tensed up when she heard the voice of Kylo Ren behind her, usually she wasn't easily to startled but she was too deep in thought to notice. She merely turned her head to take a glance at Ren before she started to walk away.