Chapter One

A Figure in the Dark

The darkly dressed figure crouched low, face covered with a scarf and hood riding low over their forehead. They needed to leave the city, hell the planet as soon as possible but it had become increasingly difficult. They were on to the fact that a spy was among them. Well not a spy really but the First Order wouldn't quibble over a little detail like that when they discovered exactly what had been taken. The information had been vital and very badly needed, but getting it where it needed to go, well that was the challenge.

Storm Troopers had landed in the city not too long ago and were doing a sweep street by street. It was only a matter of time, time the lone person didn't have. Looking up and down the street proved the theory right, time had indeed run out and the figure melted into the shadows holding their breath weapon ready. If a shoot-out was what they wanted a shoot-out is what they would get. Fortunately that never took place. A commotion around the corner sent the troopers in that direction. Blasters and shouting could be heard. The figure used that opportunity it high tail it out of there. They scaled the wall and pulled themselves up on to the roof top. Staying low and running over several of them they found their way into the one place they needed to be and silently dropped down to the ground. The room was dark, silent but familiar which was why they noticed the difference in the room. Maybe it was the slight shift in air current or the very slight almost unheard shift of a foot. Whichever the reason there was more than one person in that room. Quickly the figure turned toward the uninvited guest, weapon out only to be met with hands up in a gentle surrender.

"I'm not here to hurt you. I was sent by…" Nope, didn't believe it for a second and the lone figure moved far too quickly for the other to even react jabbing their weapon into his side giving him a jolt from an electrical charge that caused the invader to yelp and then drop to the floor unconscious.

When Poe Dameron woke he groaned slightly blinking his eyes to clear his vision. He went to raise his hand only to find he couldn't. In fact he couldn't move at all due to the fact that he was currently tired to a chair. Looking up he found that he was in a small dimly lit room and then it came back to him. He had been tracking someone, someone who didn't want to be found and was very good at covering their tracks. But he had orders, orders to bring that person in regardless of the fight they put up. He had been less than prepared at how difficult this had been. Somehow the tables had turned and the one person he was supposed to find put the drop on him, quite literally.

His eyes scanned the room finding the said person with their back to him fiddling with something in front of them on a low table. Other equipment lay out in front of them. A computer system, monitors everything one needed to set up a mini base of sorts. This person was considered highly intelligent and resourceful. Looking around he could tell that wasn't an exaggeration. The next thing he noticed was the silence in the room. It was deafening. He didn't like silence, never had and found himself asking every question he could think of, but only one that made it off his tongue.

"Did you seriously electrocute me?" The figures head shot up, it was as if they suddenly remembered they were not alone. Their hands stilled as they slowly turned around to face him. Their head was covered as well as their face with a dark blue scarf. The only things visible were their steely blue gray eyes. Eyes that looked as if they could drill into him digging out anything he may have hidden. They seemed guarded but held a sparkle of amusement. Still the person didn't speak they just stood staring at him with those unnerving eyes arms crossed. For such a small thing they held themselves as if they were the tallest person in the room. The appearance was one of control and one not to be trifled with. He almost smiled at this, almost.

"Look, I don't mean you any harm." The look of amusement remained and if Poe could see their face he would have sworn there was a smile in place. "Not a talker are you? Well that's too bad because I like to talk." The figure crouched in front of him a knife in their hand as they pointed it at him to continue. "Not very patent are we?" He flashed them his very best smile which nearly earned him a very dramatic eye roll so he asked the one question that was on the tip of his tongue. "Are you Renegade?" This caused the figure to freeze and the look in their eye darkened considerably. "Look I was sent by the General to find someone called Renegade. Something about information being passed and that Renegade was the only one who knew what it was. She wouldn't have sent me if it wasn't a dire emergency. Damn it! Talk to me! Say something, anything!" He struggled against the restraints as the figure shook their head and approached the table again and started to quickly pack up. It seemed to Poe as if in a frenzy and he felt his frustration start to peek. He took a deep breath and spoke again.

"Look, I know you work for the resistance, I know you are probably under deep cover but do you honestly think the General would send her best pilot behind enemy lines to retrieve a tiny ungrateful little shit that won't even talk to me!" He shouted the last part causing the figure to pick up the weapon that had delivered the electrical shock the first time. "You cannot be seriously thinking about electrocuting me again?" The figures eyes filled with anger as they stepped forward only to stop mid stride. Footsteps could be heard in the streets below them indicating that The First Order had found them. The figure ran to the table finding a radio and sent out three clicks before smashing everything in front of them.

"Hey! I can help just untie me!" Poe whispered shouted. The figure was hesitant for just a moment, shook their head and headed toward him. Footsteps could be heard coming up the stairs. In a matter of seconds Poe was free and the figure pointed to an escape hatch built into the roof of the room. They disappeared through it not waiting around for Poe. He climbed through pulling himself up and looking out over the roof top. His captor was several feet ahead of him and seemed to just step off the edge of the roof out of sight. He panicked and ran to the edge peering over preparing himself for what he might find. It wasn't what he expected. Instead he found the figure or rather Renegade sitting on a speeder looking up at him expectantly. He sighed slightly shook his head and jumped down landing on the speeder behind them. The speeder took off like a shot weaving in and out of the city streets at neck breaking speed. Poe found himself clenching the side of the vehicle in an attempt to stay put. The last thing he needed was to be left behind because he fell off and he had no doubt in his mind that he would indeed be left behind. He was one that was always considered reckless but this drive had a damn death wish. They swung around another corner and he almost slipped off once again and this time he grabbed Renegade around the waist to keep himself from flying off. If he didn't know any better he would have sworn he heard a slight gasp at his sudden contact and it made him wonder not for the first time who was really under the mask. He looked behind them finding no one following them yet the drive still moved as him the hounds of hell where still after them.

"Hey you want to slow down for a bit. I would like to live through this somehow." He yelled above the noise of the speeder and wind. His only answer was a shake of the head and when they turned a corner it was as if they were headed straight for a wall. "Hey now wait….!" He shouted only to find the wall had disappeared and they were inside of another room, sort of. "What the hell?" He asked as the speeder came to an abrupt halt causing him to slam into the back of his driver who just as quickly climbed off. He went to get off as well only to have a blaster pointed at his face.

"I wouldn't move if I were you." A gruff male voice said. Poe found himself staring into the eyes of a middle aged man.

"It's okay Stilts. He's one of us apparently." A quiet sarcastic feminine voice said from behind him. The mad seemed to relax just slightly and stepped away.

"You sure about this Cap?" The man, Stilts asked. The figure came into view this time without the face scarf and hood in place. Instead he was staring into the face of a rather attractive, rather young woman with the same steely eyes that had been watching him for the last hour.

"No, but he said the General sent him." She approached him still staring at him, or rather through him as she tried to gage his response.

"So she does speak." Poe responded with a half smile.

"Yes she does, when need be." She responded back. "And she doesn't take to kindly to others messing in her affairs."

"The General…" He started to respond.

"Yes, yes so you've said already but my question is why? Why now? Why you?" She took a tentative step forward but seemed to think better of it and stepped back.

"She didn't give me details. Why don't you ask her yourself?" He flashed her his grin once more hoping to soften her up. Instead it seemed to annoy her to no end.

"That's just what she wants, to drag me back there." She said more to herself than anyone. Poe however answered.

"She usually has a reason." He received a snapped look. He decided to push just a little further. "So what do you say Renegade? You ready to be brought back in?" She laughed slightly shaking her head.

"She really didn't tell you a damn thing did she?" Poe looked at her confused. She took a deep breath and held out her hand and waved it around the room which had turned out to be a rather large cargo hold. . "Captain Remington Shaw and welcome aboard my ship. The Renegade."

A/N So my first Star Wars story. Please be kind and do review. I really want to know what people think. I think with this one the chapters maybe shorter than what I normally do. Maybe this will help with more frequent updates. Anyway thanks for reading and enjoy.