Rey's POV
I was alone. Always alone. The hot sand of Jakku hit my face like burning, miniature bullets. Although I have lived here all my life, you would've thought that I'd have gotten used to it by now. I am, but it still hurts, sometimes. I was looking around for scraps of metal, anything that could be sold. I hadn't eaten in days, I was starving. I hadn't come across anything yet...
*CRASH*
What was that? I'm sure I heard a loud noise! Was it a ship? I don't think I should investigate ... could be dangerous. My feet carried me in the direction of the suspected crash. Damn my curiosity! I was close enough and I was correct, it was a ship. An X-wing...from the FIRST ORDER!?!? I sense a presence, through the force.
CRAP! This could only mean one thing...Kylo Ren is on Jakku.
A/N
Hello! I don't know why I wrote it. A sudden burst of inspiration I suppose.
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