Chapter 1

(A/N: Thanks 2 my friend alex for giving me the idea to write this. Thanx George lucas and jj abrams for making da movies you guys are the best! FOB ROX!)

A long time ago, in a galaxy far, far away…

My name is Crimson Shadow Dark Galaxy Wentz, but most people call me Crimson. I'm eighteen years old and I work for the first order. My hair is brown and kind of messy and I have sideburns. People say I kind of look like Patrick Stump, but before he lost weight, since I'm too lazy to do any exercise. (A/N: I still like Fall Out Boy, but honestly they were better before the hiatus when they were more of an emo band). I was born on Coruscant to my parents. I ran away when I was sixteen to join the First Order because my parents didn't understand me. The First Order has a nice dark aesthetic that I think is really cool. I changed my blog theme on Tumblr to match the colors of the First Order (which are black and blood red). I was sent to work on a Star Destroyer, which is cool because I get to see space. When I'm not working for the First Order, all I do is sit inside and eat pizza.

Every day I have to put on my black First Order uniform and sit at my desk with all the other preps. It really sucks but at least the uniform looks cool. It's black, like my heart. I always wear my red Vans instead of the boots that are part of the uniform. The other workers try not to look down at my shoes as I walk by. At my desk, I receive orders from General Hux. He wears a black uniform with more badges on it because he's a general.

All of a sudden, I see him walking by. It's…Kylo Ren! He's wearing his black robes and his black mask is covering his handsome face. I'm not gay, I'm actually bisexual, but stupid preps can't tell the difference. Kylo Ren isn't a prep. He uses the dark side of the Force to torture Resistance scum, which is actually really hot. He has a cool red lightsaber that he uses to slash things apart whenever he's angry. I understand his anger.

Kylo Ren stops walking and looks at me. He points at me.

"You," he says. "Stand up."

I stand up.

"I want you to come with me to Jakku."

Kylo Ren just asked me to go with him on one of his missions! He basically just asked me out on a date! I jump over my desk and run over to him out of excitement. I stand next to him. He's taller than me and has a deep manly voice.

"Let's go." He walks into his shuttle with his platoon of Stormtroopers. The Stormtroopers wear white armor that makes them look like preps, but they are actually really cool. I follow them into the shuttle and we take off into space.

(A/N: These are the good Stormtroopers who can shoot, not the losers who got killed by the super cute Ewoks!)