Hi there everyone! Firstly I'd like to apologize for the long wait for the next chapter. I had gone on vacation but once the New Year hit my cat got sick. I took her to the vet and they believe it to be cancer. She's only 5 years old. So I've been too depressed to really write. I actually had this chapter written out a few days ago but had to type it all up first. A few things before I get started:

Kriff: Another term for the F-Bomb in the world of Star Wars.

Klara is very strong with the force so you will see her use (and not limited to);

1. Control: "Control is internal. It is the Jedi's ability to regognize the Force in himself and use it to his benefit." -Jedi Master Bodo Bass

2. Force healing

3. Force Stealth

4. Thought Shield

5. Force- Listening

6. Force Vision

7. Telepathy

And many some others I don't feel like listing at this moment.


Chapter Three: What's the Plan Again?


What was going through her mind that she thought this was a good idea? She really didn't think it through but when it came to a split-second decision, this was her best bet. She groaned inwardly as she finished equipping the fallen trooper's armor. It wasn't exactly comforting and in no way was it meant for a woman. The armor hugged her breasts much more than what she thought but it was manageable and damn, was this hunk of suit lighter than she thought. Klara even wondered if this was even going to work and how soon it would take for her to be caught. She'd seen troopers in action to somewhat impersonate one. It should be simple right? Stand tall, walk with power, obey orders, and don't talk unless it's to reply to a commanding officer or shout out words like "rebel scum". Simple enough. She let out a sigh. She was so screwed. And then there was Ben. Would he sense her? Would her presence there only just kill the resistance pilot? She wouldn't think Ben would sense her since she presumed, he thought she was dead. She was acting on pure instinct and right now her priority was to secure the map to Luke. In order to do that, she had to secure the pilots safety.

Standing out into the chaos, Klara followed suit of the nearby storm troopers making their way toward the rest of their crew. She noted that as she ran, she really didn't like wearing helmets. Even though it was perfectly breathable through, she still felt her air was restricted and it made her uncomfortable. There were deceased and injured bodies spread out across the open area and it sickened her. She could've done something. Klara felt a responsibility to uphold the peace, to save those in need, but she had to be careful when she was playing her cards. First the map, and then everyone else. As she ran with the troops to rejoin the others, she paused at the familiar body lying on the ground. Lor San Tekka. Klara clenched her hands on the blaster. Stubborn until the end. Lor San Tekka was basically family to her. Almost like a grandfather. She hadn't seen him in years, not since before the fall of the Jedi Temple, and now that she gets the chance too, he dies. It truly makes one appreciate the time they have with their loved ones.

Klara had been overpowered by Ben in training yet again and it was frustrating her to no end. Time and time again she had lost to Ben recently in their trainings to the point she couldn't match up to his level let alone surpass him. She had been sitting on the grass in one of the few gardens the temple offered for meditation purposes. She needed to refocus and find her center. Images of Ben knocking her down filled her thoughts.

"You need to focus Klara! You have the strength to knock me down!" He had shouted.

She knew she could, but her mind was indeed elsewhere and when he knocked her down again, she couldn't help but feel ashamed she had disappointed him. This led her to the gardens so she could regain her focus and try again later.

"My, my," a voice interrupted her thoughts. She recognized the familiarity within the voice and smiled keeping her eyes closed. "You have gotten quite old my dear,".

Scoffing, Klara opened her eyes and was met with the familiar face she hadn't seen in a while. He was smiling down at her where she sat. "If I'm old then what does that make you?" He chuckled and spread his arms open. Klara gave him a wide smile before getting up and accepted the welcoming embrace of Lor San Tekka, a dear family friend. She pulled away. "It's good to see you, it indeed has been awhile. What brings you by the Jedi Temple?"

His smile faded, "Just some business with Luke."

Klara frowned, "The First Order?"

He nodded and answered grimly, "There's rumor of a new Sith apprentice arising. No good news comes with that."

Klara shook her head in agreement, "I have felt an impending change within the Force. Something dark is coming. I just wish I had more to go on and perhaps prevent it."

Lor patted her shoulder reassuringly. "The Force shows you what it wants you to know. Some things are just preordained."

"You're right, but I feel like I could do more."

"You are doing more than enough." He said with appreciation. "Ben tells me you haven't been focused during your training. Is it because of the impending feeling you have gotten?"

Klara nodded, "Not only is it a consistent feeling but I keep seeing a girl in my dreams. I see her fighting Ben…it looks concerning. Ben didn't look like Ben, but rather…someone else. I am unsure of what to make of it all.". She looked down to the ground refusing to believe what her precognitions were telling her. Ben a Sith? She refused to believe it, nor would she allow it to happen. Klara clenched her fists. She would stop it before it could ever happen.

Lor pondered, taking the news in. "Have you told Luke?" She nodded. "If anyone can stop Ben it would be you Klara. He loves you. So, don't fret my dear. Have courage and believe in yourself."

Klara smiled, thanking him.

That was the last time she saw home before today. She couldn't stop Ben. She had failed and now another person she cared for had been killed. Klara shook her head. Lor knew what he was doing. He was tired of running and hiding thus leading him to confront Ben. He knew he would die, he died helping the Resistance; something he lived for. Lor San Tekka's death was not in vain. Klara wished she could give him a proper burial, but if she did, she would blow her cover.

The firing of blasters shook her from her thoughts. Startled, she saw the remaining people from the village drop to their very own graves they stood on. Of course, he wouldn't spare a single person. Her mood darkened. I could've done something. Tightening her grip on the blaster she held, she continued to follow the troops to their transporter. She sucked in a breath as she entered seeing Ben commanding a stormtrooper in silver. She prayed to the Force that this would work. Looking past Ben, the resistance pilot struggled presumingly with the grips of the two stormtroopers grip as they forced him down.

"I know how to sit!" He spat before sitting down.

Ren glanced in the pilot's direction. Some memories reappearing from his past briefly before he pushed them away. He mustn't linger on the past; he was not that person anymore. Snoke had saved him from his ignorance among the Jedi and he would not disappoint him. He will take the map from this resistance pilot at any cost. The pilot will regret the day he joined the resistance once they tortured him enough. Ren was pulled from his thoughts when he felt a small pull, so small that it barely caught his attention. Glancing away from the pilot, his attention turned to a stormtrooper huddled among the rest. There was something off. It wasn't like the other stormtrooper that caught his attention earlier. This was different. Ren tried to get a read on the trooper, but the mind was blank, like most of them. All of the stormtroopers were programmed and conditioned the same. Perhaps this one was a defect, like the other, and needed to be reconditioned.

Ren glanced to Captain Phasma, "Re-evaluate these storm troopers and recondition any if you find defects."

"Understood." Phasma replied.

Klara had felt her heart skip a beat when Ben stared in her direction. For a moment she thought she had been caught. Not only would it be hard to fight in a transporter without damaging it, but her lightsabers were tucked underneath the armor she wore. She would have to strip down to retrieve them. Not to mention she didn't have much skill using blasters. She figured it would be easy. The stormtroopers were not of concern, she could always use the Force, but Ben was another thing. She needed more than just the blaster in her hands. She would need her lightsabers. She sighed in relief when the transporter docked within the Finalizer. Ben immediately sought to exit first, following, the pilot was grabbed and thrusted forward to walk with blasters to his back. As he passed by her, she got a better look at his features. He was indeed handsome. His muscular face was tattered with specks on it, his dark brown soft short curls were slightly disheveled. He wore a soft brown like leather jacket matched with a tanned dirtied shirt and some black pants. His eyes were captivating. Those dark brown orbs radiated resilience.

Have strength.

She aimed her thoughts to his mind hoping the message was received. She got clarification when the pilot glanced around, no doubt startled. He was shoved some more, and Klara started to follow but was blocked as the rest of the stormtroopers started to exit making her lose sight of the pilot. Once she was out, she scanned the area in search of the pilot, but he was long gone. All that remained were robotic functioning of the storm troopers as they moved around in synchronization.

"Kriff." She muttered under her breath. She had hoped it would be a simple in and out. Follow the pilot, retrieve the pilot, and exit. How they were to exit was definitely a working strategy. It seemed the Force was always against her since her plans usually didn't follow through. However, with luck, she always managed to pull through any situation thus far. Let's not make this a first. Not realizing it, she had stopped following the troopers which caught the attention of the silver stormtrooper that was nearby talking to a lone stormtrooper. With the notable appearance in the armor, Klara assumed they were a high-ranking officer. Kriff.

"State your credentials stormtrooper." The voice demanded once they approached. Klara was surprised to hear the voice of a female. Well, females are indeed menacing.

Klara gestured her hand from one side to the other, "You will let me pass."

She immediately stood to attention, "I will let you pass."

"Forget you ever saw me." Klara waved again.

"I will forget I saw you."

"Now tell me where you will be keeping the resistance pilot."

Once she was satisfied with her answers, she left the silver trooper in search of the pilot. According to the trooper, he was being held in an interrogation cell, no doubt already being pried information by tortured techniques. She however, hoped that she would get to him before Ben could attempt to get the information out. Turning a corner, Klara noticed a droid exit a small room that appeared to be vacant. Securing her area, Klara dashed into the room. If she was already sneaking around, she might as well be more comfortable. Taking off her helmet she finally breathed in fresher air. There truly was a difference. Discarding the armor to the side, Klara adjusted her clothing. She breathed in. She breathed out.

"Time to do this."

She peered outside the door ensuring it was clear before exiting. With careful and quieted strides, she began to make her way towards the interrogation room. For being bearers of darkness and distraction, they sure enjoyed the color white which to Klara, felt more tied to purity. Although this was a spacecraft for bad deeds, she still couldn't help but admire the cleanness and technological functions it contained. Money can buy anything it seems. At least when it came to war. She felt her sympathies go out for the resistance and for Leia. Leia. Klara sighed. She had wished she went to Leia after she recovered from her injuries, but she felt guilty for not being able to stop Ben. Leia's own son. However, Klara knew Leia wouldn't see it that way and most likely knock her upside the head for her stupidity and ask why she didn't come sooner. Klara smiled. It seemed their reunion would be relatively soon and hopefully with the safe delivery of the map. She had debated it for some time now to join the resistance, but she never did. When she was training with the other rising Jedi's, they didn't get involved in war matters. At least not the ones training. However, hearing stories from Leia made her feel that joining the resistance might be where she's needed the most. She took it into consideration but wouldn't be able to join until she completed her training. That was several years ago. She couldn't say she completed her training because the Jedi Temple fell before she had a chance. Now several years later here she was, fully trained.

Pulling herself from her thoughts, Klara rounded the corner which overlooked the guarded door to where the resistance pilot was being held. She heard someone approaching from behind her and quickly masked her presence. A stormtrooper rushed by without taking notice, as if she weren't there, and entered the pilots holding cell.

"Ren wants the prisoner". He said and she heard the mechanisms that locked the pilot down being released. Kriff. She would need to intercept the trooper before he got to Ben. At all costs, Klara needed to walk out of this without confronting Ben. She was only wanting to avoid the confrontation while the map wasn't secured.

The stormtrooper led the pilot away and Klara quickly followed suit. It took a lot more concentration to mask her physical existence and she hadn't done it in so long she felt it could be faltering and she'd be caught any moment. So, every moment was precious.

As she followed the trooper, she began to feel something odd about him. He was rushing, like he was in a hurry.

"Turn here". He demanded.

What? What was this stormtrooper doing? She was about to march up to them but suddenly felt something in the Force. A dark figure began to appear before her vision. Tall and dressed in black stood Ben facing away from her. She could only see his figure and not his surroundings because this push in the Force was only a sliver. He was letting his walls down. Was he thinking of her? Is this why she appeared before him? She pondered further and reached into his mind. He felt guilty and…conflicted? She wasn't entirely sure. There seemed to be a tug on his heart. Ben has always been well guarded with his mind and even with training, it took effort to penetrate his barriers he put up. On rare occasions when he wasn't concentrating or lost in his own mind was she able to peer into it with ease. She hardly did it because she felt it was intrusive but sometimes curiosity got the better of her. Now she stands behind him and wonders how far he is into his thoughts not to take notice of her yet. Perhaps this was good. She would remain dead in his mind. That was ruined when Ben finally turned around. Klara wished he wasn't wearing that ridiculous helmet so she could see his reactions.

"You-" he began but she was pulled from him and crashed back into the hallway she was in. She heard explosions nearby. Klara quickly ran up to the last spot she saw the stormtrooper and the pilot. She cursed. How long had she been "away"? She prayed to the Force that the pilot was still alive.

Running towards the sounds of blasters and explosions Klara cursed again. He was trying to escape with a Tie Fighter but didn't release the latch? Shaking her head in disbelief, Klara quickly made her way to a nearby Tie Fighter. With the stormtroopers preoccupied with the resistance pilot, perhaps she would be able to evacuate unscathed if she were to be lucky. But was luck ever on her side? Unlikely. She laughed to herself. Another explosion interrupted her and was quite glad to see that the pilot had destroyed a good chunk of the small commanding center. Good. Makes it easier to leave. The Tie fighter left immediately after. Klara urgently fumbled around the controllers and unlatched what she hoped would be the latch tying the Fighter down. Guess today was indeed her lucky day as it was a good guess.

"Now to find this damn Pilot." She breathed. Saving the pilot was starting to be a nuisance. He seemed to have a skill of saving himself it appears. Once out of the Destroyer Klara followed the direction of the firing; they would lead her to the pilot. She wasn't a highly skilled pilot, but she did know how to fly and so when some shots directed their way to her, she evaded them with ease. The pilot was also doing well. He seemed to have a gunner. Perhaps it was that stormtrooper? Was he a defect? Thoughts of their escape mingled through her mind but were shortly interrupted as she saw the Tie fighter take a hit.

Kriff.

Perhaps it wasn't her lucky day after all. As she got closer into Jakku's atmosphere she noticed an ejection from the Tie Fighter. Was it the pilot? She was unsure but to be cautious she decided to follow the Tie Fighter. As soon as it crashed, Klara was able to land, and she immediately got out and ran toward the wreck. The Tie fighter had been severely burnt as she got closer. Some parts of it were on fire. As she scanned for the pilot, she heard a grunt and quickly ran up to the noise.

"Thank the Force it's you". She said in relief as she caught eye of the pilot. He laid unconscious within the Fighter. Grabbing him from underneath the arms, Klara began to pull him out of the destroyed spacecraft and dragged him some distance before setting him down carefully. She checked his pulse and waited for a heartbeat. Thump thump. Good. He was still alive. Klara sighed in relief.

"Something tells me you're a man full of trouble." She chuckled to herself despite the situation as she recalled his moments in the Star destroyer. Carefully she dragged him to the Tie Fighter she was in and settled him inside. She wished she could lay low a little longer but needed to get closer to a village for resources to patch the pilot up. Klara let out a sigh and looked up at the planet's Scorching Star.

"I really hate this planet." She mumbled as she got into the Tie Fighter.


So there's that! Next chapter we will finally get to see Klara and Poe interact with one another. You will also get to see more of a glimpse of her past and what happened after Ben Pushed her off a cliff. You may be able to finally see Klara fight. I keep her Jedi abilities at a minimum while she's trying to secure the map to Luke. We don't want her drawing in any attention. I still plan to Update weekly (usually Sunday or Monday) so be on a look out! If you notice I didn't update in a while no need to fear. I'll always let you know if I were to ever abandon this FanFic. WHICH I DON'T