Hey guys! Another chapter is up and ready! Xoxo. I'm sorry it took me awhile, I unfortunately had to put my cat down :(. I've been pretty depressed lately and haven't been much in the mood to write. But here it is!

So a couple things before we get started:

1. This will be in Poe's perspective

3. I also Upload this on Wattpad (Username: Scarlet_Knight15) and I add some photos/ gifs to help the imagination out.

2. I love Poe 3


Chapter 4: Who Are You?


He could feel the dryness in the air before he even opened his eyes. It was uncomfortably hot and dry. His mind instantly went to that planet by the name of Jakku. Had he successfully landed there? Well perhaps successfully wasn't appropriate. There was an excruciating pounding in his head as he finally rose from his position. Groggily, he opened his eyes and immediately whipped his hand to his forehead in attempts to ease the pain. Who knew that there were so many muscles that involved opening the eyes? It felt like a lot to his head. Closing his eyes again, he quietly willed the pain to go away as well as the pending onset of dizziness. It was then that he realized he was bandaged. Poe opened his eyes once again, ignoring the pain that came, and scanned his surroundings. It was small and dimly lit. The area was similar to the one he encountered while he met with Lor San Tekka to retrieve the map…in fact, if he was correct, it may be the very same. This was good news and bad news. One, his ship was nearby at least but rather immobile for the time being and bad news: Lor San Tekka was dead. He watched it happen. So, who could've helped him and let alone patch him up?

Carefully Poe stood up and glanced toward the exit. There were four things he realized when waking up. First, his jacket was missing, and he really loved that jacket. Secondly, someone definitely helped him from whatever the aftermath of his presumed wreck with the Tie Fighter was. Thirdly, this said person was not within the confines of this area he was taking shelter in. Lastly, he had to get back to the resistance base to inform Leia of what happened and hopefully get some more eyes looking out for his droid. Poe cursed when he realized his x-wing had been hit with a blaster earlier. He would have to run diagnostics and see what he could do to make a quick fix.

Finally deciding it was time to thank his host, Poe exited the space and was graced with a radiant sky. Orange, red, and yellow blended in the sky like an artist's pallet. It was truly a stunning view as well as breathtaking. In all this chaos with the First Order, he forgets to enjoy each planet's own beauty. Usually when he enters a planet, he's too focused on his mission to take notice about any details the planet has, such as its biomes or beauties it may have. Poe's mind truly never went beyond the fight with the First Order. To him, it felt like it was a never-ending war and at times, it certainly felt like they had more loss than success. He has faced his own losses within his squadron and even though he knew their time together was a ticking clock, Poe couldn't help but befriend them and make connections. Each person he lost; it was hard on him. He wouldn't admit it to the others, but sometimes he blamed himself. He was their leader and he gave the command. He knew though, that it wasn't his fault, but he just couldn't help the thoughts. He still has hope that the Resistance would prevail, and he will continue to fight for that belief.

Poe's thoughts were interrupted when he saw a figure in the distance. The brightness of the setting star shined brightly on the figure that it casted a shadow his way preventing him from getting further detail. He ambled his way to the figure and as he got closer, more detail came into view. This person was a woman, that much he knew from her slender body and the curve of her hips. Such features were typically found in women, and he would know. She was facing away from him, preoccupied with…digging? She had a tool in her grasps that said otherwise. This woman wore a white long-sleeved shirt, slightly dirtied, that hugged her. The dark brown pants she wore hugged her nicely as well. The pants also had black protective bracers on her thighs which provided a holster for her blaster. Poe noted she wore some type of leather utility belt that holstered something else he couldn't quite make out from behind. She had long, red braided hair that hung midway down her back. Poe thought she was already stunning from behind; he was already eager to see more of what she looked like from the front. He hoped she could be trusted.

"Are you planning to stare at me from behind for the rest of the daylight we have, or are you going to talk and ask me your pending questions?" The woman asked with a light tone of humor. He watched her finish with what she was doing before he was graced with her turning to meet his attention. Poe was right, she was indeed stunning in the front. She had a soft but slightly hardened feature to her face that matched her piercing blue eyes. Strands of her hair stood loose to the sides and shaped her face more. Poe has had his fair share of seeing beautiful women, but she was different. A natural beauty from the outside and probably from within.

"Can't help but stare, huh?" The woman chuckled, snapping him from his daze.

"No, I can't." He smirked. Poe couldn't help flirting but it earned him another chuckle from her. It was then that Poe realized what she had been doing prior to his arrival. "Are those-"

"The deceased?" She finished for him. Poe nodded in confirmation. "Yes. Luckily it was a small village otherwise I'd be doing this all night." She stated solemnly.

Poe scanned around and saw freshly made graves plotted around before setting his attention on her again. "Did you know anyone from here?"

He watched her shift in her position before answering. "I did, yes. Lor San Tekka, the man you met with. He was like a grandfather to me."

Poe stiffened when he heard the name. She knew he met with him? Was she a spy for the First Order? No, she couldn't be. If he heard correctly, and he knew he did, she said Lor San Tekka was basically family. His mind was racing with questions. Who was she and why did she help him? Assuming it was her that helped him since he saw no one else around, but then again, he didn't really look. Poe didn't feel like she was untrustworthy, but he still had to be on the defensive side just in case.

"Come, let me check your head and see if I need to reapply the bandage. You can ask me your questions inside." She began to walk towards the hut he woke up from earlier. Poe hesitated at first, but he quickly followed suit. When he entered, she was already seated. He sat across from her and then she leaned forward to peel his bandage off.

"Who are you?" Poe asked as she put his ruined bandage to the side and grabbed a rag next to her.

She dabbed at his head. "My name is Klara. You?"

Poe noticed she didn't give a last name, but he didn't want to press her further while she sat this close to him. "Poe."

Klara nodded, accepting the information. Once she was done, he watched her pull away and let out a goofy grin towards him. "My medical expertise says you'll live; no bandage needed."

Poe laughed. "Thanks Doc." He paused. "Were you the one-."

"That pulled you from the wreck? Why yes, that was me." She said amusedly, leaning back into her seat.

Poe smirked, "You gotta stop finishing my sentences Doc, or I'll start to feel like we are meant for each other."

Klara chuckled and it took her a quick moment to reply. "Then stop being predictable with your questions."

Poe chuckled at her response before replying. "Why save me?"

He watched her sigh and pull her braided hair in front of her and started to fidget with it. There was a brief silence before she spoke. "That is a simple question with a long story I'm afraid. For the time being I feel it's plausible to give you a short answer." She sighed again. "I need the map to find Luke Skywalker, but I feel it is only right to ensure it's safe delivery to Leia first before viewing the map. It was what Lor San Tekka wanted and I'd like to see it through."

Poe perked at the information. "You're with the resistance?"

Klara sighed again, "That…is complicated. At the moment I'm neither with nor against the resistance but if I had to choose, I'd be with the resistance."

Poe let the information sink in and they both grew silent as they pondered. Poe was the first to break the silence. "I need to get back to the resistance base, but my way out was damaged." Poe stood up. Klara remained seated but he saw her watching his every move. "I need to take a look at it." He finally decided and walked out of the hut. He heard steps behind him.

"I can help," he heard her say as they strode to where his x-wing was at, "and I'm going with you to the base."

Poe halted, turning to face her. "Woah there now. I know you helped me and I'm truly thankful for that, but we just met, and I still don't know if I can trust you."

Klara scoffed in amusement. "Are you trying to say you can't trust this face?" She motioned towards her face.

Poe gave her a lopsided grin. "That is exactly what I'm saying. Glad you understand."

Poe watched her eyes light up in amusement as she folded her arms together. "D'Qar."

"What?" He asked, startled.

"That's where the base is at or am I incorrect Poe Dameron? Or should I say Commander?"

He glared at her. What a cunning woman. He felt amused but slightly alarmed. How did she get this information? Was it her goal to spike more distrust from him?

"How did you get that information?" He asked seriously.

"I said my situation is complicated. I know Leia, Leia knows me. Besides, I already have the information and all I have to do is hop on my ride and go there, with or without you. If I wanted to do something I would've, so don't go jumping to conclusions."

Poe thought on this. She was right. He hated to admit it but a part of him felt he could trust her. However, it wasn't about him but rather the safety of the resistance.

"…Alright, but once we get there, I'll have to restrain you and bring you to Leia. For safety precautions." He warned. "You'll also have a fabulous welcome party."

"I understand and it's very reasonable. Perhaps-." He watched Klara halt in whatever she was about to say and shot her attention to something behind him.

Poe curiously looked behind him but saw nothing. He looked back at her confused. "Klara? Is everything alright?"

Klara snapped her attention to him, "We are about to have some unwanted company."

"Wha-?"

"Here," he watched her unhook her blaster from its holster on her thigh and offered it to him. He took it, still confused.

"What about you?" He asked.

She flashed him a radiant smile that was filled with trouble. "I'll manage."

Poe, still confused as to what was happening, watched her seek cover from the side of a nearby hut. She motioned him to seek cover on the other side of her across the way. He obliged. It wasn't until he heard the roaring of oncoming engines that his adrenaline began to spike. Soon, he could actually see Stormtroopers approach on First Order Treadspeaders.

"Kriff." He cursed. How did Klara know? Poe spared a glance her way. She looked determined and ready but how was she going to put up a fight without a blaster or any weapon for that matter? Poe looked back to the approaching stormtroopers. He counted six Treadspeaders and each accompanied two stormtroopers. This made a dozen enemies they would have to fight off. Poe knew how to hold up a fight, but he wasn't entirely certain what their odds were. Pulling himself further back into the cover, he eagerly awaited the stormtroopers to exit their vehicles. Perhaps they wouldn't find them and then they'd all avoid a fight. Seems simple. If only. Even if they were able to somehow avoid conflict, they'd still have to take the time to figure out his X-Wing's situation. He didn't even get a chance to look at it. Poe sighed mentally.

"Make sure to check thoroughly, they said they saw them come this way." Shouted an unknown Stormtrooper.

As they got closer, Poe could feel his adrenaline accelerate and his hold on his blaster tightening. He glanced Klara's way again and he could almost certainly feel that she was feeling the same. Ready. He heard approaching footsteps etching closer and closer to him. Poe put his back to the wall and hugged his blaster tightly and breathed in deeply before he rounded the corner from his cover and shot his blaster at the nearby stormtrooper. The stormtrooper shouted in alarm before collapsing, alerting the others nearby and that's when the entire place wreaked havoc. When Poe sought cover again from the blasts, he watched Klara in confusion as she went out into the open.

"Get down!" He shouted at her. His breath halted when he watched her quickly reach out for that object she had on her leather holster he didn't recognize earlier. She switched it on so fast and deflected oncoming blaster shots that he didn't register what she held until he came back from his moments haze. A lightsaber. She's a Jedi? Poe didn't have much time to think or watch her when two stormtroopers flanked him from behind and started firing at him. He jumped and rolled to the side before aiming his blaster and shooting them. Poe didn't get a moment's breath when another stormtrooper rounded the corner and fired at him but before he could get a chance to fire, he saw a flash of purple and then the stormtrooper fell, presenting Klara from behind. Poe had many more questions, not to mention was thrilled to encounter what he thought was a myth. He had heard stories and yes, they motivated him, but this was a first for Poe. He was physically witnessing the stories that he was told as a kid right in front of him. He was well aware about the Force seeing as he did encounter the dark side of it when he was interrogated-no, tortured- by Kylo Ren. However, to see the light side, it truly felt like hope swelled inside his heart.

"You're a Jedi?" Poe asked breathless, lowering his blaster.

He watched her give him a sly smile. "That too is also complicated, a story for another time." She disengaged her lightsaber and hooked it back to her leather holster. "More are coming and will be here shortly. Unfortunately, they called our location in, so we won't have time to work on your X-Wing."

Klara started walking and Poe followed. "Where are we going then? We won't be able to outrun them, at least not on foot." Poe stated. More Treadspeaders could be heard in the distance and they hastened their steps. It didn't take long for them to get right outside the village and that's when Poe noticed another X-Wing that was perfectly in great condition, resting.

"You will be taking my flight. It's an older model from the one you've been using but it still runs beautifully."

"This is a T-65B X-Wing Starfighter, how did you come across this?" Poe asked excitedly. If there was one thing that made him happy, it was flying and especially the "what" he was flying.

"Again, long story and unfortunately we don't have time. They're here. You're going to have to take this and leave immediately. I will hold them off, drawing their fire, so you can escape." Klara states eagerly as he watched her take out her lightsaber once more.

"What? Come on, I can't do that." Poe argued.

"It's the only way Poe and you know it. You must get to Leia; the galaxy may depend on it. I depend on it." Klara pleaded, eager to convince him to go.

"I can't just leave you behind. I know we just met but it doesn't feel right." Poe continued to argue again.

Klara flashed him a smile, which surprised him given the situation. "Don't worry about me, I'll follow you shortly. As soon as I deal with these stormtroopers."

Poe was about to argue more but blaster firing erupted before he could say more.

"Go!" Klara shouted at him. Her eyes were blazing with sheer determination and it compelled him to obey. Not because she told him so but because he knew that she was right and that he was wasting time arguing. Poe didn't want to let this window of opportunity go to waste seeing as how she was risking her life for a greater purpose. Against his better judgement, Poe nodded and quickly got seated in the X-Wing. After he fired it up, Poe glanced Klara's way once more. She was up against a lot more than they had earlier and that worried Poe. She was taking on all the fire, just like she said she would, and Poe didn't wait any longer to take off. The last thing he saw were red emission from the blasters and the purple hue dancing around in the night before Poe was too far to see anymore.


Thank you all for reading! Please let me know what you think of the FanFiction thus far. I'd also like to take a moment and dedicate this FanFic to my cat whom I just lost. Her name was Iris and I loved her very much. May you Rest In Peace and greet me when I'm in heaven with you 3

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