Kylo Ren had been gone for over half an hour and Athena still sat on the cold black floor, tucked into herself, rocking slightly. She had found herself captured before, this was not something uncommon for a Resistance Fighter, but this was new territory all together. She had never been abducted and taken to a First Order ship before, let alone been locked away in the personal quarters of the new Supreme Leader. What was more disturbing was the fact that Kylo seemed to know her name, but Athena simply chose to categorize that knowledge as a Force User's mind trick. She had heard the legends around Hosnian Prime and even the Resistance bases, the Force was real and so was the Light and Dark side... Kylo Ren being a prime example of the Dark side. Athena was not sure what the man had in store for her, but she was concerned, no matter how oddly out of character the menacing buckethead was behaving... Everyone in the galaxy knew of the blistering hot temper hidden within the confines of his tight little helmet.
The laughter of a child echoed through the quarters, waking Athena from her half dazed slumber. The rebel shot up, eyes widened in confusion and fear at the noise bouncing throughout the room. The quarters were empty, no child in sight, yet she could still hear the faint giggles from somewhere, the bedroom. Athena bounded down the short hallway, entering the now silent gray and black bedroom. What in the Maker was happening? Her eyes searched the room, nothing standing out, until she saw the partially opened drawer built into the wall. Athena walked over to it, hesitant, a part of her knowing she was going to find more than Kylo's folded clothing. Her dirty trembling hand reached forward and yanked the drawer further out, wincing slightly, afraid of the contents. Peeking over the shoulder level drawer, Athena's eyes fell onto stacks of neatly aligned black fabric, nothing of any remote interest. Sighing, the girl feeling a tad foolish for assuming something far worse, Athena goes to close the drawer. Just before the drawer closed completely, the faint laugh was heard again. Ripping open the drawer once again, Athena caught sight of a small dip in the bottom of the drawer. She removed the clothing hastily, tossing it messily onto the bed behind her. Lifting the false paneling of the drawer, revealed two items: something cylinder shaped wrapped heavily in torn brown fabric and a small faded white rectangle lying beside it. Athena instinctively reached for the thick paper, turning it over in her hands. It was a small faded, old, photograph of a smiling young woman, with long wavy brown hair flowing in the breeze, sitting in a large green meadow in between two young laughing children. A boy with thick curly black hair was on her right and a girl with two medium length braids falling over her shoulders, was on the left. Athena knew the woman instantly, she could pick her out in a sea of people, General Organa... which only meant the boy was her son, Kylo Ren. She continued to stare at the two, not understanding how something so bright and happy had turned to something dark and angry, when something caught Athena's attention. In a flash, Athena was pulling the picture closer, examining it. Deep harsh breaths began to stagger out of Athena's mouth as the photo slipped from her hand, softly cascading down to the floor. She wobbled back, out of the room, her chest tightening as she tried to process what she just saw. What in the stars was going on? What did it mean? The main door in the small kitchen, shot up, unveiling a black medical droid shuffling into the room. Athena did not think twice before she pushed past the droid and bolted to the left, past the two Stormtroopers who stood guard. "Hey, get back here!" One shouted after her, but Athena ignored him pushing on harder down the hall, her boots slapping heavily against the reflective tile. She was running around blindly unsure of where to go, taking sharp turns down random hallways, trying to lose her company. Seeing a divot in the hallway up above, Athena quickly dove into the door frame, hiding. She watched as the two Stormtroopers ran past her hideout, still in search of her. Athena took a moment to catch her breath, leaning against the wall, her mind still in disarray over what she had seen. Athena had many unanswered questions about her past, like for example: How had she forgotten 18 years of her life? Why had no one ever cared to look for her? She had to be missing from someone's life, right? This new revelation, this new puzzle piece she had found, how did it fit into her unfinished disastrous puzzle of a life?
Once Athena was certain the coast was clear, she stepped back out into the quiet hallway, heading back the way she came from, but making a quick right instead. Athena could hear loud voices echoing up ahead, orders, mandates, and reports all being thrown around... the Command Bridge. Athena winced, her nose scrunching up, as she realized she had taken a wrong turn. She quietly tiptoed back, begging for her shoes to be quieter, until she bumped into something hard, something that moved back from her force. She quickly turned to face the obstacle, two Stormtroopers standing idle behind her. The Troopers eyed her curiously, before their intercoms both began to relay a message. "The Supreme Leader's prisoner has escaped, be on the lookout, but no harm is to come to her" a disembodied voice informed. The Stormtroopers turned their attention back to Athena, who shrugged sheepishly, "I saw her go that way." She pointed to her left, the Stormtroopers faces never leaving hers, clearly not buying it. "Put your arms behind your back" the one to her right instructed, advancing forward. "Well, it was worth a shot." Athena quickly ducked out of the grasp of the right Stormtrooper, ripping the blaster from his hands. She shot the one before her, moving his body to lay flush against hers, shielding her as Athena pointed the blaster to the other Trooper. The other fumbled slightly as he pointed his blaster at her, instructing her to put down her weapon and surrender. Athena only smirked, shooting the Stormtrooper, releasing the dead one in her grip as well, "Always shoot first." Incoming running boots cut Athena's victory short as another three Stormtroopers ran out of the Bridge doorway up ahead, stopping at the sight of her. They faltered for a moment at the sight of the two dead behind her, but Athena only motions for them to advance, "C'mon boys, I don't have all day." The three moved forward, but Athena promptly shot one down. The other two rushed forward, tackling her down to the floor, ripping the blaster from her hand in the process. She struggled against the two, punching and kicking harshly, getting a few good licks in, before the one on top of her drove his fist across her face. Athena immediately tasted blood, her lip burning in the process, but she ignored it using her elbow to repeatedly attack the one Stormtrooper in the head. He eventually fell back in pain and Athena pushed the second one off her and moved to deliver the final blow, punching him harshly against his white helmet. He fell back unconscious and Athena in a haste, whipped around to the second Stormtrooper, still behind her where she had pushed him aside. She heaved him back to the ground, clambering on top of him, her hands quickly wrapping around his throat, cutting off his air supply. The remaining Stormtrooper fell unconscious rather quick and Athena stumbled back up, trying to reign in her ragged breathing. "Who's next?" She questioned, raising her arms outwards, eyeing the five bodies surrounding her on the floor. "I'm impressed." Athena whipped around to see the red-headed General, leaving the bridge, an amused look in his eyes but a scowl on his lips. "I guess you" She huffed, stalking forward. The General's amused look fell, turning into one of plain fear, the man was a coward, hiding behind the First Order. Her face was blank, emotionless, as she assessed the man's stance... too much pressure lying in his legs. Once she was close enough, Athena dipped down extending her one leg out to swipe at the back of his knees. His knees buckled instanously, dropping down roughly and Athena wasted no time spinning him around and pressing her arm tightly against his neck. The redhead sputtered frantically, grasping roughly at her arm, surely leaving behind trails of red nail marks. Slowly the General began to stop fighting, falling unconscious in Athena's arms.
Heavy boots thundered against the tile, bounding in hurriedly... Dear Maker not another one, her right side was killing her. Athena looked up to see a man with thick black hair, a scar traveling down the right side of his face, adorning black robes and a look of pure shock on his face, at the sight before him. His whiskey brown eyes surveyed the five dead or unconscious Stormtroopers sprawled out on the ground behind her and the General limp in her arms. Athena let the General drop to the ground with a heavy thud as she stood back to her full height. Athena wiped the blood trickling down her chin with the back of her hand, eyeing the towering man in front of her. His stature was distinct, one she had seen before as well as the clothing, and his face was oddly attractive and hauntingly familiar... Kylo Ren without his mask. She had never seen him without his mask, even on Crait she could not see that far out, but a part of her deep inside told her she knew this face... knew him. The picture resurfaced in her mind and Athena immediately tossed the idea away, choosing to focus on the monster in front of her. She stalked forward, moving with a strangely calm grace, the blaster that had been ripped from her hands sorely missed. Kylo's eyes widened as he watched her move closer, eyeing him like one of her prey, knowing what she was planning. Athena's arms speedily shot forward, attempting to strike him, but each hit was easily deflected by Kylo's massive gloved hands. This did not alter her confidence though, the two soon dancing around each other as her assaults were continuously averted by the Supreme Leader. He was almost smiling at her, at each attempted strike, and Athena did not find his taunting attractive grin amusing. Finding her attempts to be futile, Athena swiftly turned her assaults to Kylo's abdomen. Her two hard kicks, took him by surprise, and he doubled over, the wind knocked out of him. Wasting no time, Athena swung her leg over his body, leaping onto the sturdy hard back, legs wrapping around his arms, and tightly securing them to his sides. She wrapped her right arm around his throat, pulling his head back against her blood coated red sweater as she applied immense pressure on his windpipe. Kylo struggled against her, groaning at the lack of air intake. Athena had heard how strong he was physically and with the force, she could feel the layers of bulky muscle beneath her, yet the man did seem to be putting up too much of a fight beneath her. "Athena" he groaned, voice distorted from the pressure on his throat, but the voice was still deep and recognizable. Fire raced through Athena's mind, smoke clouding her vision, the person holding her back in her dreams was never clear, but his voice was, "No Athena, I can't lose you too!" Athena dropped off of Kylo, staggering backwards in a daze, beginning to feel lightheaded. "W-Who are you?" Kylo turned around carefully to regard her, hand rubbing soothingly over his reddening neck, "You're already putting it together." Athena shook her head frantically, her eyes beginning to burn. Where had she been, where there was a massive fire? Where innocents were slaughtered in a field? where Kylo Ren "The Jedi Killer" saved her? Athena's eyes widened, the story of General Organa's son, before he became Kylo Ren, burning the Jedi Temple to the ground, killing all living Jedi, besides for Luke Skywalker and himself, reiterating itself in her mind. If this was the fire of her dreams, why had Athena been there? "No, it's not possible" She choked out, but the picture she found earlier began to swirl around in her mind again. More specifically, the necklace that hung around the little girl's neck, a purple crystal tied at the end of a black leather rope, the same necklace currently hidden under Athena's red sweater. Tears streamed down her face, turning brown from the dirt still on her face, as confusion created a wave of pain inside her. Athena thought of her adoptive parents, General Organa, and the photo, all of it proving to be too much. She began to feel even more lightheaded, her skin beginning to swelter from a deep interior heat, "I think I'm going to pass out." Athena's vision darkened around the edges, tunneling around the intensely sympathetic brown eyes staring back at her. The last thing she remembered was sturdy warm arms wrapping around her...