Hi there, guys! After seeing the new Star Wars film, an Idea awakened. I'll see how well everyone likes this and then determine if I should continue. I'll probably only be able to update once every month, so...yeah. Enjoy this story if you can and leave a review please. I'd like some critical yet informing stuff on how I can make this better for you guys in the future.

"...three halves. That'll be the trade off."

There were days when Elsa really hated the life of trading in a barren desert. These loathsome time periods were triggered by a lot of annoying things: Her bed filled with sand whenever she woke up, her water being too scarce at times, food being too scarce at times, never finding any product of high worth out in the dunes, rather rude acquaintances and have a tough time rebraiding her hair. For some reason it just had to be today that the problem was not enough earned to sustain her and her a certain someone else. The woman stared down at the three pitiful pieces of metal on the counter and then up at the more pitiful looking cheapskate who gave her said metal.

"I...I can't work with this. " Elsa lingered at the counter, not caring about the Zygerrian who was giving her an angry look. "I need at least three more."

"And I need a new job." The Cheapskate snorted unintelligently and scratched his huge chin.

Elsa cringed inwardly and balled her fists tightly at her sides. She couldn't explode on him, or she might not get anything. "...Do you know how much sand this was buried under? At least twenty feet, maybe more than that! I worked for hours to get this piece out!"

"Humph. Mighty fascinatin. deserves three halves." he responded with an annoyingly sarcastic tone. Elsa looked desperate now, and her hands rose to rest on the counter's edge frantically.

"Please...You know I have a sister to feed!" The woman attested wistfully. She hated to bring up her sibling in such a matter, but it was her only hope of providing for her. "She won't have enough with just THIS. Can't I have just two more-"

"Yer holding up my line. Go whine to yer sister fer all I care. NEXT!" the response was heartless, and Elsa would have narrowed her eyes in disbelief, were it not for the sudden Zygerrian elbow striking into her side. She skidded into the ground and scraped her arm just a bit, making her cast a glare at the scavenger.

"Get moving, Woman!" The Zygerrian hissed at her and tossed the payment she'd 'earned' into the ground next to her. She hesitated for a heartbeat, before sighing down at the silver pieces and scooping them up. As she rose to her feet bitterly, she could hear the cheapskate and the rather rude scavenger behind her.

"...Humph. Hey, have you even seen the girl's sibling? Wasting her payment on that dead weight? what a laugh, huh?"

"Hardly, I've seen her sister. She should just sell her off in stead of some worthless scrap metal...then again, the scrap is probably worth more."

She closed her eyes slowly, inhaled and finally exhaled.

Elsa muttered very colorful words under her breath, all while caressing both a black eye and hurt knuckles as she traveled to her home. She wasn't pissed about the pain( especially since the Zygerrian looked worse than she did by the end of it), but she was angry about the fact that she hadn't been able to buy much food with her payment. Only a few things with protein and ingredients for rolls. Despite her already growling stomach, Elsa had decided to give the food she cooked to her sister, since she needed it more than her.

She traveled out on the sandy plain, just past her 'neighbors' own home, and finally stopped before her rusty abode. After she knocked thrice on the makeshift door to the place it opened and revealed a shorter woman partially identical to Elsa herself, with a younger age and red hair in pigtails. Her eyes were wide and filled with a bright green, a color of hyper-activeness and Joy...joy for seeing her sister. It was a joy that Elsa didn't think she deserved half the time. Her red lips were drawn into that amazing smile she loved so much, and her arms quickly wrapped themselves around the taller of the two women tightly. "Woah, Anna! You do this all the time! Do you miss me that much?"

Her grin only widening, Anna nodded vigorously and Elsa's smile faltered. She had been once again reminded of her sister's...quiet nature. One that had been imprinted on her seen birth, and didn't seem to be letting up. If she knew any medical experts, she might've had them investigate her sibling's speech disorder. Maybe someday she would do just that, and she could finally hear her sweet voice.

"Ouch..." her thoughts were yanked back into reality when Anna's fingers discovered the black eye Elsa bore. The redhead gave her a look of suspicion and worry, to which her sister tried to shrug off as she walked into the house. "I-It's nothing, little sister. Just a small problem. Now come inside, before you let something in."

From the look that was given, she knew she was going to bring it up later on, but she would at least be distracted till then. Without another word, Elsa got to work on cooking the food items while Anna took a seat patiently at the flimsy dinner table right in front of the tiny kitchen. Thanks to favorable heating going on that night, a nice meat stew was boiling to perfection. She sprinkled in the powder base for the rolls in a pan, then added in the parts that were spices and liquids before it rose into a fluffy roll of white and green flecks. She repeated this action for two more rolls while the meat finished it's boiling session, and was put on the table with the other food items. The little sister gleefully clapped at the sight of the small meal, as if giving the 'chef' an applause.

"Heh Heh...Thank You." Elsa bowed her head slightly, amused. "And enjoy...it's all yours."

A perturbed look was quickly sent, which Elsa had pretty much expected to happen.

"Oh,uh, No. I'm not going to be eating anything."

Anna suddenly looked heartbroken.

"I..." Her sister sighed and gestured at the stew encouragingly. "It's okay. You need to eat more than I do anyways. It's for your own good."

Stubbornly, the young woman picked up one of her rolls and held it out towards her with a narrowed gaze. It was that look Anna made whenever she decided something and wouldn't stop until she got her way. All Elsa wanted was for Anna to be fed enough to live out in this forsaken desert...if eating one of her rolls would make her eat then there was no other choice. "*Sigh*...Alright, Anna...But I'm only eating one roll. the rest is YOURS."

With a satisfied smirk from Anna, they both opened their mouths to eat.

KLOCH KLOCH KLOCH

The sudden knocking at the door made them both flinch, and not only from the sudden sound. They never got a knock on their door that wasn't from Elsa herself...and yet there was a brief knock on the door just now, heard by the both of them. With a protective glance at Anna, Elsa got up from her chair and stalked cautiously over to the front door, before swinging it wide open. There wasn't a soul in sight for a very confused Elsa to see, just miles of desert, a setting sun and a plate of steaming food sitting there on the sandy porch.

The next day was strange for her personally, and only because of last night's obviously strange occurrence. Someone had enough heart( or idiocy) to a leave a plate full of food on her porch, no doubt to add to the sisters' small meal. What Elsa was going to find out before her day of scavenging Jakku began was WHO had done this and WHY. The problem there was that while Jakku may not be heavily inhabited, it still had one too many individuals who could have given it. And o make matters worse, she didn't know any of these individuals...the most she could do was pick out those she knew for a fact wouldn't offer her food. Even after that, the number left over was still high. Once Elsa had circled the busy area more than eight times in her attempts to find that certain someone, she finally gave up and stood just outside of a tent's reach, sighing in the morning light.

She'd have to start looking around in the ruins again soon; she didn't have time to search for this mysterious supplier of hers and miss out on an opportunity to find something valuable to sell. Perhaps this 'Hero' wanted to remain a secret to her or was someone who didn't want to be seen helping her perhaps. Whatever the reason would have been, Elsa would have been completely fine with it and would have even started moving again. But a feminine voice quickly stopped her.

"That's a nice braid."

Elsa whirled around and saw a woman as tall as herself(if not an inch shorter) standing there, leaning on a metallic staff of some kind. She was dressed in plainly colored pants and a makeshift shirt of the same dull coloring, leaving out her shoulders and arms. her skin already seemed slick with sweat, which explained the damp look of her hair and slight shine of her skin in the sunlight. her eyes were much like Anna's except definitely hazel. Elsa suddenly blinked, remembered the statement the woman had made and awkwardly responded. "Oh...Thank you?"

"You're welcome." The woman smiled slightly, and Elsa briefly wondered if it was a friendly smile she had been given. "Did you enjoy your meal last night?"

"That...That was you?...Wait...Aren't we...?"

"yes, We're...Neighbors." The Woman walked up to her slowly, and she noticed a light dusting of freckles across the woman's nose and cheeks. "But that's not why I gave you the food of course...I was in the line yesterday, when you mentioned your sister. i got more than enough payment to sustain me so...I just decided to leave you two something."

In response, Elsa's expression softened towards her. "You really didn't have to do that. I had enough for Ann-...for my sister."

"But you didn't have anything, so...Win Win? I dunno." The woman shrugged halfheartedly and gestured to herself. "I'm Rey, Just so you know."

"I'm Elsa."

"Elsa, huh?" Rey smiled warmly at her, an act that Elsa could not help but mimic towards her new acquaintance. "Nice to meet you..."

"You know, you've got a mean right hook, Elsa." Rey smirked at her from the corner of her eye, gazing down into the crevices of the ruins. Her companion rolled her eyes and followed her gaze.

"I try not to let it show against a Zygerrian." Elsa answered solemnly, and gestured to her own face for a moment. The brunette didn't seem to notice, since she was preoccupied with tying her rope to a strong piece of jagged metal. "I DID get a black eye you know."

"And he's got missing teeth. I think your argument is pointless here. " Rey confirmed with a shrug. She glanced down into the abyss once more before jumping in with a light yelp. Once she was given a signal, Elsa did the same and before she knew it she was next to Rey again. "To be honest, I'm kinda inspired by you. You fought that hard just for your sister."

"I don't think it was a wise decision on my part. It wasn't harming my sister, so why should I have acted like that?"

"Well, we would do a lot of strange things for love."

"Yes, I guess we do..." She mulled over the truth behind the words for a while, and Rey walked ahead, making her walk quickly to catch up. "Are you...doing something for love?"

Although they were only illuminated by a dim flashlight, Elsa could see Rey's expression turn glum and then hardened. "I-I am. Yes, I am."

"Who for?" Was the curious question. "from what I've seen of you, you live alone-"

"It's not really something I want to talked about." She started to walk away from the spot quickly, as if trying to end the conversation there. Elsa took note of this, deciding that if they ever spoke with each other again after this scavenging trip, she wouldn't bring up anything about her family. "...Sorry, I shouldn't have snapped."

"You had every right to." The response sounded sincere and firm.

"...A-Alright then, I guess we're supposed to be looking for the more shiny surfaces. I suppose we'll have to do a bit of dusting." Rey declared, and the two nodded to each other before splitting up in the huge corridor. Elsa climbed over a large piece of the afterburners for the downed ship, and then hopped down onto the sandy platform. The sound of the landing echoed in the space for a moment or two, before settling back into it's uneasy silence. Using her light, she scanned the ground and metal sides of the interior as intensely as an actual scanner might. She discovered a heap of gloves, a few glass pieces, one helmet that she quickly scooped up, and a few weapons that looked to heavy to carry anyway.

Then she swung her light to the left, which briefly cast a glint off of something in the rubble. Her hands dug away the metal debris and made the object more visible to her in the light. It looked like some kind of thick, silver handle with a generator casing at the bottom. But for the life of her, she couldn't determine exactly what this handle could be used for. And when it was pulled out it only caused more confusion; the other end had only a hole to look into the inner workings of the handheld machine. Perhaps it would still cost much, whatever it was.

"Whatcha find?"

"AAAAAAAHAAAAAAUGH!" Elsa shrieked like a much younger girl would when it looked like Rey appeared out of nowhere and asked that question. When the woman snickered softly into her palm, Elsa rolled her eyes and smiled a bit. "That wasn't funny, Rey. You don't scare a woman with 'a mean right hook', Y'know."

"Thanks for reminding me, High Pitch." Rey told her, before her eyes fell on the thing in Elsa's hands. "So, what's that?"

"I have no idea." The blonde's hands glided over the grooves and bolts of the device slowly, as if feeling what her eyes couldn't see. Then her fingers discovered two solitary red buttons on the side. "I think it's some kinda fire starter?"

"A fire starter that big?"

"It's possi-"

GGGGGGSHROUM.

The two of them shrieked when a sudden white beam shot out of the hollow end of the handle, only to disappear when Elsa dropped it with shock. It clattered onto the floor with a loud echo, with only further startled the two of them. They didn't move for what felt like a half hour, just stared down at what they could see of the object from the dim light.

"...I'm gonna pick it back up."

"Really?"

"Yep."

Elsa picked up the handle again, this time more gradual and cautious then before. When her thumb reluctantly poked the button again, the same white beam stretched out in front of her but then stopped after going for three feet. There was vibrational hum through the air as she held it with both hands, and there was the familiar feeling of heat radiating off of it.

"This a light saber..." Rey finally breathed, watching the glow of the blade as if hypnotized.

"Yeah..." Elsa nodded slowly, and finally let the blade disappear once again. "But there's no way it could be here. There's only so many in the galaxy to begin with."

"I Guess we're one of the lucky ones." Her companion chuckled at and gestured to her bag. "Maybe that'll go for a lot since it's so rare, huh?"

"I...I'm not gonna sell it."

"What? Why not?"

"It's...I dunno. I don't think I should for some reason..."

"What...are you gonna become a 'Jedi'?"

Elsa rolled her eyes at the small joke, and brandished the handle at her. "No, but I can be dangerous with this. Wanna see?"

"I'd like to keep my hands thank you." Rey seemed to respect her choice, which was confusing. Anyone else would have either encouraged her to sell it or even fought her to steal it from her. But she just let her have it and continued to looked for items of worth. Elsa watched her distantly, and then gazed intensely at her newfound weapon. Did she really need a weapon out here? What could be any threat to her in the barren place, not including the few senseless fights here and there? but then, there was that horrid feeling at the back of her head...a foreshadowing that made her think that she might need this lightsaber to protect herself and those close to her.

Unfortunately for Elsa, She was completely right.