"Go straight ahead and don't let theses dogs scare you!" I could hear Poe talk to the others as I was still with the two droids there on the ground. X-Wings and TIE fighters were all over the place, along with the sound of blasters and a fight going on near the castle. BB-8 bumped me there, urging me along as he was beeping at me again since I was frozen there on the ground and drinking it all in. We were caught in the middle of the battle, almost having me a bit afraid to take one more step out there and be caught there.

"What?" I asked BB-8 now as he was beeping at me again, having me look at the droid in shock from what he told me. Han Solo was there, with BB-8? No wonder I heard Maz calling out his name some minutes before when I was still staying in the back of the room.

"He brought you here?" I asked BB-8 now, but then I heard another round of shooting again and I was looking back towards the castle. I finally had to make some kind of choice to help out in any way that I could. I couldn't leave the fight, not now when I knew I could do something in order to help the Resistance. I had to fight back, really fight back.

"BB-3, take BB-8 to the X-Wing and stay there," I instructed my own droid there as they both beeped in agreement now as I got my blaster ready in my hand, running over to the castle without a second thought to it. I never considered myself as a good enough fighter on the ground, since I was a bit better at fighting in my X-Wing. This was different, but it was better than nothing else. I was already on the ground and already having a weapon in hand, might as well do some good with it.

As soon as I saw some stormtroopers coming to my line of eyesight, I started shooting and maneuvering my way over to the main part of the fight. There were barely anyone on our side there on the ground, and one of them was, of course, Han Solo and his comrade Chewbacca. He fighting with a vigor within his own stance and his own shooting of his blaster, and it almost made me falter a bit from seeing the elegy himself. He was older in his years, but it didn't look like it. Since I never really met him, hearing plenty of stories about him was enough for me to almost admire him. But I kept shooting at the stormtroopers, seeing them fall one by one now as I was trying to weave my way over through the large rubble of the ruined castle. I wasn't sued to this, and I would falter every once in awhile since flying was more of my kind of style.

One of the stormtroopers was shooting back at me, having me duck a bit now as he was getting closer and closer to me now to the point when I knew he could punch me out if he could. It was what he tried to do actually, aiming his pistol right at me and before I could even react, he was close enough to reach out and grab my arm in the process. I was yanked over to him, having me try to wiggle my way out of his hold as I was almost trying to shoot him at the same time. He dropped his own gun, grabbing my throat and having em gasp for air, his fingers were digging into my skin and making it almost impossible to breathe. He was trying to choke me, I could feel it and how he was keeping me so close to him now as I was struggling to wiggle out of the hold that he had on me.

"Resistance scum." He sneered at me, almost making me snap there since he used the term "Scum" on me. It was a term that was used to me plenty of times, and I was not going to allow it be labeled on me. Not again. I finally grabbed both of his wrists, clenching them and yanking him towards me. He fell forward, having me pull him down and hit him hard with my kneecap that was flying up as he was going down. he grunted as he made contact, releasing me from the hold he had on me and then having me kick him hard in the face to knock him out completely. He was finally down for the count, making em breathe out heavily now and get air back in my lungs again. I was exhausted at this point, almost falling over now as I was trying to grab both my own blaster and his blaster, thinking two was better than none.

"Remind me never to get Atta pissed, did you see her take out that stormtrooper with her bare hands?" I heard Novak talking in the communicator, having me grin and look up at the X-Wings that were flying around in the are, taking out the other TIE fighters that were in the area. It made em sigh in relief, knowing that they were watching me the whole time to maybe make sure that I was alright on my own. But the moment was short-lived when I head another fighter going on behind me, making me look over my shoulder and see a flare of red go across my face now as the man that I saw earlier with the pilot's jacket was fighting another stormtrooper. But he wasn't holding a blaster in his hands: it was a lightsaber.

A lightsaber?

He was fighting him off, almost looking like he was on the struggling side of it all as the stormtrooper finally got him to be on the ground and lose the lightsaber a few feet away from him. I rushed over there, thinking that I had to defend the man in any way that I could since clearly he was on our side with this whole thing. Once the Stormtrooper rose his own weapon that looked more like a baton more than anything, I took the shot without thinking twice, seeing him grunt out and fall to the floor within a second of me shooting him.

Once he was on the floor, the young man looked at me then since I was still holding out the blaster in front of me, watching me in amazement now as I finally lowered it and took in another breath, my neck was now aching from the recent attack on me and I could feel the bruises starting to form there on the skin. I wanted to say something to him, to ask him about the jacket he was wearing and why it made me think of Poe, and to see if he was okay. For some reason, nothing comes out of my mouth, but something was coming in with my device. I heard the voice from some time ago, back on Jakku, the same one that gives me a chill up and down my spine.

Kylo Ren.

"Pull the division out. Forget the droid, we have what we need."

He was here, and he had something that seemed important that was no BB-8. It made me look around and wonder where he was and what he had in his possession. Good thing it wasn't BB-8, and I hoped that the droid was nowhere near the area like I told him not to be. But what did the man want? What did he have now?

"Some of the TIE fighters are retreating!" Snap said in his own intercom now as I was moved away from the aftermath of the battle now since most of the people there were already dead. I had no real way to talking to Poe or the others since I left my helmet behind, so I had to no way of telling them what I heard and what was going on, but it was all shot to hell now as I saw something moving in the shadows near the edge of the forest, something that was moving with determination. It made me watch in a small look of fear now, seeing the larger vessel parked there near the trees and someone moving over there, holding a being that was unconscious in his arms. It was a young girl, I could see her face there out cold in his arms as he was stalking his way over to his black vessel. The man was Kylo Ren, I remember seeing the man some time before on Jakku with his mask and black attire. For some reason, this time, I was not going to let him just walk away when I knew I could do some kind of damage to him. He took Poe away from me, and he wasn't going to do the same thing with this you girl, no matter who she was.

I rose my blaster and shot once.

It was about to hit him, having me see him finally shoot a look over in my direction now as the beam that I shot at him was utterly averted to move over to the side now and hit the tree near him, not hitting him in the slightest. I could tell he was looking right at me, that he was the one who made the shot move to the side and not touch him. It shocked me to see something like that, and it made me more convinced that he was powerful in the Force, much more than before. It felt like once we locked eyes with one another, something was being taped in my mind. Like someone or something was trying to get in without me realizing it. It scared me, having me gasp from the feeling of my brain being shuffled around, all from him looking right at me. Was he doing this? Was he reading my mind? Why did it feel that way?

I saw it again, the map inside my head, all from that one look that he gave me there with the unconscious woman in his arms. It was still so clear in my head, clear and yet…unclear. It was going around and around in my head and it wasn't slowing down. It felt more violent that it was in my head, way more violent, both of the map and whatever this man was doing to my brain. It was all too much like my brain was about to explode from too many things happening at one time.

Finally, I blacked out, falling to the floor without me realizing it.

"NNOOO! Come back!" I was screaming again, back at the ship that was ascending into the air and leaving me behind. My grandfather was running after me, trying to keep me there and not chase after the ship. But I was running, still running in hopes that I would get to them, to get to the two people that were leaving me behind and not having a second thought to it. Tears stung my eyes, my lungs were about to give out in my three-year-old body, and I collapsed to the ground since they were too high for me. I watched in horror and betrayal. not understanding why they were doing this and making me feel worthless. I screamed as the ship was nowhere ins right now. They left me.

My parents left me.

Poe's POV:

"Dameron, I need to speak to you," General Organa said to me now as I was finishing up my own talk with Finn. WE were back at the base, some time after the assault happening, and we were trying to wrap things up there and move onto the next phase of the operation. We got the planet safe again but at the price of Finn's friend Rey being taken by the Jedi himself and the First Order. We had more things tow sorry about, the discovery of a super weapon at a place called Starkiller Base. The Resistance was about to go in for another shot of stopping them, once and for all.

But my thoughts were on Atta.

She was found unconscious in the battle there amongst the rubble, right after Rey was taken away with the rest of the First Order. As soon as we got her onto the vessel to take her back to the base, the rest of the pilots were asking about her to make sure she was alright. Even Novak was worried, and once we got there, she was rushed to the medical ward. I was scared, beyond scared since she wasn't waking up. I thought something worse has happened to her, something more serious and I wondered if she was going to be okay. I was never scared about something like this, not since my mother died. This was Atta, my Atta.

I followed General Organa over to the medical ward now, having a sinking feeling in my stomach now because we were heading over to the room where Atta was in. Was it something worse about it? Did she have something serious on her? I could tell how General Organa was walking like she was on some kind of mission within her steps. I wanted to ask her what was going on, but I stayed quite as we turned the corner and she walked into the room.

Atta's room.

She was still out cold there in her bed, her implant was out but it was nowhere to be found. That was the first red flag for me, not being able to know where her implant was. She never left without it, so that meant something was seriously wrong with it, or with her. She was asleep in her bed, a peaceful sleep was on her face where there was evidence of the battle there. I saw the bruises there around her neck, and when I first saw them I wanted to snap at any stormtrooper that I saw because I didn't know which one did that to her. She was tainted by the battle, and I could see that she was still beautiful even when she looked rather broken and beaten. It pained me, painted me very much to see her like that.

"We have a bit of problem with Atta," Organa explained to me now as I looked from Atta over to the General now with a confused look, crossing my arms in front of me as I stood next to Atta in almost a protective manner.

"What do you mean, General?" I asked her, seeing her take in a heating breath now, seeing what was weighing her down on her face.

"Her cochlear implant was tampered with, and when one of our mechanics took it to make sure it was working properly, they…they found something," I raised an eyebrow at her, not clearly understanding what she was telling me about Atta and her implant. Was someone messing with it? That was highly unlikely, not in my eyes since I knew Atta far too well and she would never let someone touch it without her permission. Something happened to her, and it was taken from her beyond her will.

"Someone took her implant and what? placed something in it?" I asked her, not understanding what she was saying to me. It was making em mad, not knowing what it meant and what it meant for Atta.

"Exactly," She replied without missing a beat to it. I stared at her in disbelief, not wanting to be angry about or ask about it some more since I was talking to my boss, the one person whom I admired and saw as one of my heroes. But this was the girl I fell in love with, Atta. Someone tried something with her and it made my own blood boil now. I lowered one of my hands to touch Atta's arm, without thinking about it realizing what I was doing.

"It wasn't a lifeform that did this, though," She reasoned with me, making me look at her again in confusion since it was still making no sense to me. I kept my hand on her arm, not moving at all when she dropped the next line that almost changed everything for me.

"It was a droid. A droid placed something in her implant."