Hello and thank you for reading my story. What I've got here is my take on Rey's origins (though it goes into the stories of Han and Leia, Ben, and Luke as well) and takes us up to The Force Awakens, as the idea for this came about right after the movie did.
Quick word of warning though- Part One will not end happily. No trigger warning is necessary (I don't think), but it will get very dark and some people won't like why. In any case, it will get happier. Just keep that in mind.
Anyway, thank you for reading and please leave a review or comment to let me know how I'm doing or if there's anything I should know. (Though please be kind. We're all trying our best here.)
I hope you enjoy this, and may the Force be with you.
CHAPTER ONE-
Eighteen Months After The Battle of Endor,
The Millennium Falcon:
The stalled ship rocked and shuddered as the star outside it continued to pull it in, inch by steady inch, degree by warming degree. Han steadied himself against the helm with one hand and continued his work with the other. The Falcon was already heating up on the inside and the metal of the exterior was groaning. If he didn't get them going soon they'd be toast. Literally. And he couldn't let that happen, not with…
A pained cry and an ensuing roar came from the crew quarters behind him.
'I know, Chewie!' Han yelled back. 'I'm doin' the best I can!'
Chewie growled a curse in reply, but Han ignored him to keep working. He had to. He had to repair the motivator and get them out of there. He had to focus. He had to move fast. He had to ignore the fact that he was only working alone because Chewie had his hands very, very full at the moment.
A second cry of pain echoed from the crew quarters and tensed every muscle in Han's body, but he kept going.
It was the only thing he could do.
He worked faster now, smacking a few toggles harder than was necessary and banged the side-panel of the secondary control system to get it moving again… and it worked. For a moment. The thing rumbled and grumbled before sputtering again into uselessness. He swore at it, punching the console in frustration, and ran out to the rear grating network as fast as his limbs would carry him.
Gotta fix it. Gotta move.
Another pained cry followed him, this time with a strained, sustained grunt, but he ignored it and kept moving.
Ignored her.
He couldn't think about her right now. He had to keep going.
He climbed down into the grating network, to the sparking, damaged motivator, and got to work. Chewie roared at him again, this time sounding fervent rather than frustrated, but Han kept his eyes on the machinery and kept working.
'I've almost got it!' he yelled up. 'Almost there.'
He jury-rigged two motivator adaptors, hoping that once they were connected to the tertiary power cable they wouldn't explode in his face, and hooked them in.
Nothing.
Absolutely nothing.
Horrified, Han raised his fist to hit the damn thing when…
Vwoooooom…
Lights flickered on, the emergency signals ceased, and the Falcon hummed back into life.
'Ha HA!' Han smacked the panel fondly and ran back up to the cockpit.
'We got power! Just hang in there!'
The console was already working so Han threw himself into his chair, calculated a quick trajectory, smacked the hyperdrive into gear, and punched the final command.
A moment later, the stars in front of him disappeared into a blur of light as the Falcon sped them to safety.
They were going to be okay.
Han let out a breath of relief when…
'You got her moving then?'
Leia's tired voice crackled over the comm system, startling Han and forcing him to sit upright again.
'Y...eah. You… you okay back there?'
A soft, whimpering coo resounded through the speakers and Han could hear the smile in Leia's voice as she spoke again.
'There's someone here who'd like to say hello.'
Han stilled.
'Ben.'
I promise that this is Rey's history, but sometimes you have to go back before you can go forward.
(Also, please forgive the formatting. I'm still learning how to post things so they're readable.)
Again, thanks for reading and please leave a review or comment.
May the Force be with you.