Ok so...HAI here's a chapter, I'm going on a schedule of sorts but I have no clue if it will last...ok read on ;)

I woke to a pounding head ache and a bad attitude, I was in a barracks.

Storm Trooper barracks were sparse, there were four bunks in a square indented into the wall.

Under each cot was a locker that held all the troopers personal effects save those he needs on active duty.

His armor, blaster, etc were on the opposite wall on shelves, in the center of the room was a small table with four chairs for the troopers to relax when not on duty.

I slid off my bunk on the bottom left and stood.

After stretching and cracking my back the door opened and three troopers walked in "Well look at this" a tall male trooper chuckled,

another female trooper pointed at my armor "You better get that on Phasma is making inspections and you don't want to have to clean the bathrooms do you?"

The last trooper, also a male, took off his helmet he was vary pale with blue eyes and no hair "Yeah she's a cruel one, but she straightened us out"

I climbed back on my bunk and mumbled "What ever that stupid tin can couldn't break me if she tried" then I heard her voice

"B-312 what are you doing?"

I sat up and rolled my eyes "Holding down my bunk, it's tried to float away twice now...want a sign?"

my bunk mates all stepped back as Phasma thundered "YOU ARE A DISGRACE TO TO THE ORDER, IF I HAD MY WAY YOU WOULD BE TOSSED INTO SPACE WITH ENOUGH OXYGEN TO KEEP YOU ALIVE FOR A FEW MINUTES"

I glared at her "That fate would be better than fighting for a leader who doesn't care if I live or die Phasma!"

My bunk mates backed away even further "Permission to be dismissed Captain?" The bald one asked

"No" Phasma pointed at me "Grab him, we shall see what Lord Ren has to say about him" they nodded and approached me confidently...that was a mistake.

Before the first one had gotten within three feet of me I launched myself at them with a shout.

I downed the woman by landing on top of her next I delivered a thunderous punch to the bald troopers groin, he crumpled to the ground and I deflected a punch from the final trooper so it hit he back of his neck, downing him.

Now it was only two the armored man and me...unfortunately for him I was next to one of the chairs...

KRANG

He dropped to the floor like a sack of potatoes.

Phasma looked at the fallen troopers with disgust and I pointed at her triumphantly "THERE IT IS! You don't care! Even if I were to kill all of them you wouldn't care! How can you ever hope to win, if your troopers don't respect you or feel any loyalty to you!?"

She tilted her head "Explain yourself..."

I smiled "Look, what you think you see when you give an order and it is obeyed is loyalty right? Well you're wrong! What you see if fear of repercussions"

she chuckled "So? Fear always works"

I shook my head "Nope I'm a prime example, I'm not afraid of you or Kilo Ren or anyone really"

Phasma's gaze seemed to soften (hard to tell when she has a mask)

"Also what do you think would happen if you were shot and bleeding out on a battlefield with the only cover being twenty feet away. What would one of your troopers do if they saw you like that? They'd leave you to die"

she paused for a moment "Well...you are very...interesting B312...but I still need to punish you for...well...everything, so how are your cleaning skills?"

...crap

B312 is in deep dodo...pun intended! Anyway this may seem rushed but I need to get the story rolling somehow. I hope you enjoyed and leave a review, as always See you on the flip side and...HAPPY THANKSGIVING!