Disclaimer: I don't own anything Star Wars. That's Disney's now. Though I wish...Any other creators created are mine though. Like Allyala. She is mine.

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The Beginning.

Eyes closed she listened to her surroundings. Sweat dripping from her forehead, chest heaving. Feeling her power growing stronger she snapped her eyes open and raised her staff just in time before her peers came with such a force it would surely knock her unconscious.

"Stay focused Allyala, I will not go easy on you just because you are my friend."

With a force push she sent him flying back. He caught his control and ran towards her even faster than before. Anticipating his moves she was graceful with her counters. Always the spring in her step and she dodged each blow he sent to her.

"I see this bird thinks she can leave the nest so quick," he knocked her feet out from under her and she fell to the floor. He stood above her, staff to her throat.

"Excellent," Their master commented behind them. The man lowered his staffs and held out a hand to help his peer up, both bowed to Master Skywalker as he walked between them.

"You get stronger everyday Allyala, pretty soon Ben here is going to be calling you master."

The young padawan smirked as Ben rolled his eyes standing behind them.

"Thank you Master," Allyala spoke, "but Ben is far more superior in the knowledge of force battle and I am gracious for the training we get to go through together. I feel the force better everyday and am eager to complete my training."

Luke smiled and felt pride watching the girl standing before him.

"Well, I always knew bringing you here was a right decision. Now, we leave for D'Qar soon." Ben frowned at his master's words who ignored him, "Gather your things." He walked away from the young students and the wide-eyed Allyala turned to Ben.

"I've never been to D'Qar"

"I'm afraid you'll find yourself disappointed. It's nothing but trees and dirt. Filled with desperate people grasping something that isn't there."

She felt his anger cursing through his body, "I take it you aren't thrilled to be seeing your family."

"Luke thinks these little trips do something when we should be out there taking care of the First Order." He pointed to the sky, "Last time I checked, the war was in space. Not on D'Qar, giving speeches about battles long forgotten."

She wiped her hair of out of her face as a breeze passed between them. She didn't agree with his words.

"Giving people hope isn't a false lead Ben, sometimes people need to be reminded there are people on their side. Fighting for them."

"Not when there isn't any fighting being done. Now go grab your things. And put your damn hair up. It's causing you to be two steps behind in your fighting."

He stalked passed her and she frowned, her hand coming to her locks that had escaped from her bun.

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"Damn it!" Poe cursed as one of the wires sparked causing him to jump back in shock. BB 8 rolled around to the back of the X Wing. Beeping its displeasure. Poe shook out the pain from his hand.

"Nothing is wrong. I was tightening the cables that's all." BB8 wasn't convinced and groaned rolling away.

"I'm fine by the way! Don't worry about me or anything," He muttered pulling the rag from his back pocket and wiping his hands. A noise in the distance caught his attention. Above them a ship flew over and began to land in the far field. He walked under the wing of his ship to get a better look. BB8 rolled over to join him.

"Wonder who that is, any idea?" He asked looking to his droid. The droid sputtered and twirled around.

"A Jedi? You mean Skywalker? Huh. I didn't know he had plans to visit this part of the rim anytime soon. The General must've called him. Ben will probably be with him."

Poe watched as three people in robes walked off the ship that had landed. It was Luke Skywalker, his apprentice Ben Solo, and another, looks like a woman that was hidden behind the body of Luke. General Leia walked out the doors of the base and ran into her brother's arms joyfully. When she released him she took to her son. Poe could see the boy's body tense with the contact. If his mother noticed she showed it not.

Then Leia took their third guest by both hands and pulled her forward and Poe felt the wind get knocked out of him.

A young girl stood in front of their general. She looked young, not like a child but there was youthfulness about her face that made her glow. The General laughed and took the girls braid into her hands; Poe could see the swirling colors of purple and blue intertwined in the locks.

Leia motioned for them to follow her and they began their walk towards the base. Poe straightened himself up as they passed by. Leia and Luke walked together with the others behind them. As the girl passed she looked and saw Poe. He could only nod as she smirked and kept walking.

He let out a breath after she passed; BB8 rolled over and brushed the underside of his calf, laughing.

"Knock it off," He pushed his friend away, "Let's get back to work."

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Growing up in isolation always dented Allyala. Her parent's feared for their child's powers could harm others so she had been locked up until one day Luke found her. He then brought her to his temple, and they began to train. She was so eager to learn about everything and everyone. So Luke wasn't surprised at all when she excused herself so she could look around. Besides, Luke was here for his own doing and she had free range to roam.

She walked outside back to where they kept the ships. Now she didn't know much about the mechanics of the ships, but she read enough to know how functioned. Which was exhilarating. She wondered what it would be like to get in one of these and get it off the ground. She smiled as she walked under the wing running her hand across.

"You like ships?"

A voice from above startled her. She jumped back and found a pilot staring down at her from his cockpit. It was the same pilot from earlier that had been watching her as she walked in that day. His dark hair in a tussled mess she could only assume from working all day. He dark brown eyes shined in amusement as watched her stumble back embarrassed. She stepped away shaking her head and placing her hands behind her back only to step into a small droid who voiced its displeasure.

"I'm so sorry" She apologized getting twisted around. The pilot hoisted himself up and jumped over the window and climbed out of the ship. He jumped to the ground and walked over to them.

"BB8's harmless, just not use to people crowding our baby," Poe patted the ship affectionately.

Allyala smiled and looked down at the droid before kneeling in front of him, "Hello BB8, I'm Allyala, you have a beautiful ship." BB8 looked to his master and shook with glee. Poe walked over to his workbench near the back of his ship.

"Now you've done it" He muttered, "like the guy needs the ego boost."

Allyala watched as BB8 rolled around helping out with various things, "Say's the Poe Dameron, the best pilot in the Resistance."

Poe stopped fidgeting with his tools and smirked turned his body slightly to face her, "So you know who I am?"

"Kind of hard to train as a Jedi for the Resistance without hearing your name pass through the lips of my Master once in a while."

Poe dropped his tools and had to compose himself for a minute. Did she just? He took a minute and let it all sink it before going back to work. "Skywalker is a legend among us pilots." He commented, "Any man was lucky to be beside him."

She rolled her eyes, "I'm sure if you told him that it would make his day."

He watched her walk around his ship with a pointed interest. There's something wonderful about her, or perhaps it's simply her personality that he was drawn to.

She was more beautiful up close than he had remembered from his glance this morning. Purple flowing hair now tight in a bun revealing her seemingly glowing skin. Little strands cascading down her cheeks from the wind. Her brown tunic clung to her body, like a warrior gearing up for battle. Her dress robe open and loosely hanging over her body. He could see no light saber, but she was armed with a pistol. He wanted to ask her about her life. He wanted to know her story. He had so many thoughts roaming into his brain.

Allyala made him feel fuzzy.

Ally stopped and placed her hand on the insignia of their call sign on the side of the ship. She closed her eyes and took a deep breath before opening them to meet his own.

"She's loyal." She announced.

Surprised he nodded and looked at his girl up and down, "She does her job well."

Ally touched the cannons, "4 wing mounted cannons, blasters, man it reminds me of the originals. It must be amazing to fly."

Poe looked to the sky, "Maybe I'll take you up sometime"

Dropping her hands as if burned to the touch she sighed, "Maybe another time." Backing away from the ship, Ally looked to make a quick exit. With a hurry, Poe ducked under the ship and ran to catch up with her. Grabbing her arm before she could get to far, "Wait, your leaving?" He asked confused.

She nodded looking around, "You are not the only person I can talk to Poe, besides, I have someplace to be,"

Poe stood back and crossed his arms, "Does this someplace involve Ben Solo?"

Allyala found herself at a loss of words. It was quite some time before she had the pieces to put anything together in front of this man.

"What does he have to do with any of this?" She sputtered.

Poe shrugged, "It wouldn't be unlikely for anyone to assume that the two of you-"

"Ben Solo is very dedicated to becoming a Jedi Mr. Dameron" Ally interrupted " I hope to be half as strong as he is, his power is intimidating beyond anything I've seen."

He raised he brow and leaned forward to whisper, "You sound like a girl with a crush,"

Allyala blushed but kept her composure, "Admiration and infatuation are two very different things."

Poe wasn't convinced at her answer. "So you aren't involved?"

She felt her anger pooling, "He is my peer. A fellow student. No we are not involved. Not that it would be any of your business."

Suddenly compelled he shot his hand forward and touched the side of her cheek, a gentle caress; she couldn't help but close her eyes.

"You should wear your hair down," He whispered, "I bet when it catches the falling sun the purple would give you a god like glow."

She hid the crimson overtaking her cheeks and turned away from his touch, "It's against the rules."

"Whose?" Poe questioned. Before she could answer a voice startled her.

"Allyala!"

Both folks turned to see Ben walking towards them, "Where have you been." He exclaimed, "I've been looking all over for you."

Ally laughed, "I've been around, your mother gave me permission to tour the base and Luke gave his blessing as well. You know how much I love ships. So I figured why not talk to the person who knows best."

"We have duties Allyala, we can't just be wondering about making woeful eyes at whatever pilot strikes a conversation. It's unbecoming, you know your place."

Shocked, she narrowed her eyes are her friend, "Ben, how dare-"

Poe felt himself moving forward to stand in front of the young woman. "She's perfectly fine where she is Solo, I'll make sure she gets back to her quarters in one piece."

Ignoring the pilot in front of him, Ben looked to Allyala, "We are needed in the command center is 20 minutes. Don't be late." He hissed.

Ben stormed off from the runway and headed back into the base. It was becoming a very strange day for Ally. She didn't quite know what to make of the situation she seemed to be involved in. Poe turned around and she was surprised to see a form of rage casting behind his eyes, they almost seemed black. She wanted to reach out and touch him, calm his spirit. He was far to good of a man to show such anger,

"Looks like the young Solo may have already staked his claim." He sneered.

Allyala's stepped back from where they were standing and straightened her dress robe around her tunic. Tying it with a brute force. "I never have, nor I ever will be somebody's prize to be won. Good day to you Poe Dameron."

She stalked past bumping his shoulder. He raised his hand in frustration and BB8 came over to investigate.

"Come on BB8, let's get this bird ready to fly."

-fin-

A/N: shall we continue?