CHAPTER XI
Finn had snapped out of his sleep immediately. While he would definitely have preferred a few more hours, his fighting instincts had kicked in; he had been bred in a clone-lab for combat situations exactly like this.
The room in the inn was on the third floor, and so he had first heard blasters outside, giving him ample warning. He jumped into high-gear, seeing Udo was doing the same.
By the time both had reached the ground floor, they saw all the Nom had been slaughtered! There was no rhyme or reason to it; it was just a senseless massacre!
Finn ran out blasting, aiming at several the hooded figures! He recognized them immediately as the Sith Imperialists, his former masters. One turned around: it was Darth Cullen.
"You?" Darth Cullen said, "You're one of our clones. The one who defected after we took down Eu IV. Traitor!"
Finn fired, but all the Sith easily blocked his blasts with their lightsabers. Finn sadly realized that he was outmatched and that these weren't the type to take prisoners: they intended to kill. Udo roared, and Finn ran after him towards the hangar.
"Where's Rey?" he asked, "We can't leave without her!"
Udo roared again and Finn realized how much he hated not speaking Wookiee.
However, right at that moment, he heard the Sith saying something to one another, something about Kylo Ren being taken down. Without their master, the Sith were a bit scrambled, and this was the only moment they'd have to escape.
Once more in their freighter, Finn and Udo jumped into the pilot's seat, and began to take off. As they did, they were shot at a few times, but were saved by the rear deflectors. Soon they were back in orbit.
Finn felt bad about leaving Rey behind, even though he trusted she had enough skill to fend for herself.
But he had little time to worry; no sooner was he in space than he saw a new vessel there to greet him.