Chapter 13 – Trump Takes a Life

After a few days of tinkering and playing around with the force, Donald had finally constructed his own lightsaber. He felt himself glowing with pride as he held the weighted cylinder in his hand. It was made out of a dark metal and had a single red blade that emerged from the emitter when the gold button was pressed. Snoke patted him on the back as he too looked over the weapon.

"That's a fine lightsaber Trump," Snoke pointed out. Trump flashed him a smile and thumbed it to life. The blade hissed and thrummed as he moved it around in the ways that Snoke had shown him.

"I think I'm ready to fight Hillary now," Trump remarked. Snoke paused in thought for a moment. Trump had certainly improved his skills but would it be enough? There was only one way to find out.

"Let's go after them. I'll take care of Luke while you go for Hillary. Rey should know of their training location as she was his pupil too… We should go to her now and find out where to go," Snoke explained whilst pacing up and down the training room.

"Agreed," Trump finished and they began their short journey to Kylo's training room. If their instincts were correct, she should be with him.

Upon opening the door Trump discovered Rey in the expected position; on top of Kylo. The couple on the floor flinched and sat up immediately upon sensing their master. Rey leapt off Kylo and they both stood to attention.

"Supreme Leader," Kylo dipped his head respectfully. Snoke waved his hand to the side and came forward.

"Yes yes we're not here for you," Snoke hissed and went towards Rey.

"What?" Kylo questioned and stepped aside.

"We need to ask Rey a few questions, that's all," Snoke explained and he stopped in front of Rey. She showed little fear despite of the events a few days ago.

"Supreme Leader," Rey spoke in a high pitch voice – her nerves were showing now.

"You need to tell us where Luke Skywalker's training grounds would be," He folded his arms. Rey's eyes darted around the room.

"Well… Last time I trained with him we were on Ach-to," She began "But if he's smart he would've trained Hillary somewhere else,"

Snoke grunted and clenched his fists at his sides.

"Let's assume he's not smart. Trump- we're leaving for Ach-to… Now," Snoke decided as Trump followed him out of the training room.

After they left, Rey turned to Kylo.

"Do you think they'll be there?" She asked. Although she was officially part of the darkside now, she still felt displeasure at the thought of Luke dying. He had been her teacher at one point after all.

"Between you and me – I hope not," He replied and he placed his hand on her shoulder to comfort her. "We both know that if they were, it wouldn't end well," They came together in an embrace.

The ship touched down on Ach-to several hours later. Straight away Snoke knew Luke was here, he could sense him. Trump could also sense his political rival and he gripped his saber in anticipation. Snoke sensed his excitement.

"Keep a sharp mind Trump. Never underestimate them," Snoke reminded Trump as they stepped cautiously out of the ship.

Using the force, Snoke followed his instinct to a clearing. He stopped once he reached the centre and Trump came up behind him.

"They're here," Snoke whispered and turned on his saber. Crimson light washed over them both. Trump copied and they stood back to back. Luke emerged from a group of trees within minutes; however Hillary was nowhere to be seen.

"Snoke," Luke muttered under his breath and pushed down his hood revealing his aged face. "I sensed your arrival…" He breathed slowly and calmly. This only seemed to infuriate Snoke more.

"I've waited for this moment for years. The day when I finally get to see your blood spilled in front of me!" The volume of his voice rose as he dashed forward baring his saber but Luke was ready. Green and red clashed together and a tremendous crackling sound tore through the surrounding forest. Trump stepped backwards to let them battle. He admired the graceful movements of Snoke's body but he pushed any unclean thoughts – now was not the time. Instead he focused on the most pressing matter: defeating Hillary.

"Hillary!" He called out as he circled around the clearing searching for her. Leaves rustled nearby and he whipped his head round. Hillary landed behind him and ignited her lightsaber instantly laying it against his neck.

"Can't believe you fell for that Trump," She spoke in a disappointed tone. Trump let out a feral sounding growl and spun around to face her. He pressed his lightsaber against her own, pushing it away with such a force that she fell backwards. "I see Snoke has taught you well… But I was always better than you," She sneered as they both held their lightsabers out in front of them. Trump eyed her like a hawk watching, seeking his prey. He made the first move and jumped at her plunging his saber towards her chest. Hillary darted away and struck him on the shoulder. "Surrender Trump, we can return to Earth together," She sounded desperate.

"And then what? You win the election and we all go home? Never!" Trump growled. As he swung his saber his hair flopped around dramatically. It seemed to have a mind of its own and be fighting its own battle with the wind.

"I suppose… If you die here… No one will be able to prove I did it," Hillary's saber met with his arm once more but he used the force to throw it across the clearing. Hillary cried out as it hit a rock several metres away. She turned back to Trump whose saber was close to her neck. He showed little mercy as he ended her. Remorse might have been present in his mind but adrenaline had consumed him so much that he wouldn't have noticed it. He glanced over to Snoke who was still battling Luke. Just as Luke was about to get the better of him he noticed Hillary lying on the floor. The distraction caught him off guard and Snoke plunged his saber into his abdomen. A feint cry escaped his lips as he fell to his knees. Snoke's twisted smile morphed into a laugh.

Far away Rey, who was sparring with Kylo, stopped mid swing and collapsed onto her knees. Kylo new straight away what was troubling her as he felt it too.

"Luke's dead, isn't he?" she muttered in utter shock. He sat down to her level and comforted her by wrapping her into his arms.

"Yes," was all he said as Rey stifled a cry. They didn't move from their positions for a while as sadness consumed them both.

Back on Ach-to, a more celebratory emotion flowed around the clearing. Trump felt the urge to flail his arms around in his attempt at a dance but he decided against it.

"Good job Trump," Snoke laughed as he patted his comrade on the back. "Victory is ours," He then noticed his arm. "Gosh Trump, you've taken quite a beating," His happiness faded to concern. "Let's get you to a med bay. After we should throw a party… Imagine that?" He led Trump up to their ship stepping over Luke's body like it was dirt on the street. "A First Order party! Everyone is invited," Even Trump laughed along with him now. He had one less candidate to worry about.

(Only a few more chapters to go now :(

I've started writing another Strump fanfic with a bit more focus on reylo but still loads of Strump - s/11873889/1/Neighbour-Wars )