Chapter 14 – Trump Travels to Earth

Back on The First Order base, Snoke had ordered for a huge party to take place. He hired fifty dancers and musicians to perform and entertain the guests. The guests being the thousands of Stormtroopers they had. Snoke blasted loud party music across the entire base that was so loud The Resistance could probably hear them but Snoke didn't care – there was no one left to hurt him or Trump.

Snoke took a sip from his glass of wine as he put his arm around Trump. They were both cheering and laughing to each other. Quite the opposite to Rey and Kylo who were sat in silence nearby…

"Here's to us!" Snoke raised his glass. "One step closer to completely ruling the Galaxy," The surrounding Stormtroopers cheered and Trump chuckled. His laughter seemed forced though, Snoke sensed something was wrong. "Trump, what's wrong? You should be happy," Snoke asked, concerned.

Trump returned his question with a smile.

"Nothing's wrong… I'm just tired," Trump waved away his worries and Snoke smirked again. "Actually, would you mind walking me to my room? I'm feeling a little feint," Snoke could tell that Trump was lying. Perhaps he had something else on his mind?

"Of course, Trump," Snoke sighed and placed his drink down to stand up.

They walked together to Trump's room. On the way they passed many partying groups of Stormtroopers who each cheered as they saw the Supreme Leader. Snoke replied with another cheer followed by the occasional 'Long live the First Order!'

Their journey would have been completely normal if it weren't for the sudden odd feeling that came over Snoke as they were reaching Trump's room.

"Snoke, are you alright?" Trump questioned him as Snoke stumbled for a moment. He quickly steadied himself and they continued walking. A wave of pain and fog washed over Snoke once more and he bought his hand to his head.

"Quite fine," Snoke lied, closing his eyes to wash out the pain.

"You should come in and sit down," Trump suggested as he helped Snoke into his room. Snoke tried to stay upright but another wave came over him and he collapsed onto Trump's bed.

"I think I've been drugged," Snoke's speech was slurred. Trump helped him lie down and watched as Snoke drifted out of consciousness.

"It'll all be over soon," Trump cooed to him, petting his head. He smirked to himself once he was sure Snoke was completely out and he jumped of the bed. He needed to work fast if his plan were to work.

Trump knelt down and reached under his bed. Grabbing two pair of cuffs he pulled them out and attached them to Snoke's wrists. He then connected the other end to the frame of his bed. Afterwards, he stepped back and admired his work. Snoke would have difficulty using the force once he awoke. These cuffs were made of a special material that prevented force users from using the force.

Trump then went to the other side of the room and opened his closet. Inside there was a small metal machine with various wires poking out of it. Trump had managed to craft using some spare parts around the base. He quickly pulled out the machine and connected one of the wires to Snoke's wrist. He then connected them to various other places and stood back still grasping the machine.

"I'm sorry pal," Trump muttered as he turned on the machine. Part of him didn't want to do this. After all, he had grown attached to Snoke over the past few weeks. He blinked away a traitorous tear as the flow of electricity reached Snoke. He had to do this – for America.

Snoke awoke immediately and pulled on the bindings. He blinked a few times to clear his head before realising he was attached to something. He saw Trump and then gasped as the electricity hit him.

"Trump!" He screamed out in pain. "What are you doing?" He tried to use the force to release his restraints but the force appeared to do nothing while he was restrained. He screamed in pain again and looked at Trump with wide eyes. "I love you Trump, but what are you doing?" Tears escaped his dark eyes. Why was Trump betraying him?

Trump turned down the machine and took a step towards Snoke.

"I'm sorry Snoke but I need to do this for America," Trump said quietly, not daring to make eye contact with Snoke.

"Why kill me Trump? I would never betray you, I love you," Snoke breathed and for the first time in a long while, he felt afraid.

"That is why you must die. You're a distraction… Besides, I'm married Snoke. I have children… I just needed the force too and now I have it and you're the only thing stopping me from ruling both Earth and this Galaxy," Trump explained. Snoke looked at him in shock and didn't hold back his tears.

"This whole time… You never loved me?" Snoke whimpered. Trump nodded.

"I needed your power and now I have it," Trump repeated whilst Snoke looked up at the ceiling and closed his eyes.

"Then kill me… For I have nothing left to live for," Snoke sighed. Trump gulped and actually felt his heart beat slightly. Was this what heartbreak felt like?

"I'm sorry Snoke. Truly, I am," Trump turned on the machine to full power and placed it down on the side. He needed to leave for Earth now and claim it before any other politician decided to get in his way. Trump took one final look at Snoke before fleeing the base.

Meanwhile, at the party downstairs, Rey felt odd all of a sudden. She glanced up at Kylo who was sipping some wine.

"Did you feel that? A disturbance in the force," Rey breathed slowly. Kylo placed down his cup and closed his eyes for a moment.

"I feel it too. It's coming from Trump's room," Kylo replied and stood to his feet. "I think Snoke's in trouble,"

Rey nodded and slid of the stool to join him as they ran through the corridors. Stormtroopers cheered to them but they didn't reply, just kept running. Kylo was surprised as they reached Trump's room for the door was open. He heard a strange moan coming from inside. Just as he was about to go in Rey stopped him.

"What if they're just…Y'know… Having fun? We don't want to disturb them," Rey said, worried. Kylo paused to think but spoke to disagree.

"I think the whole base would hear it if they were. The door is open," Kylo answered and he stepped in.

Immediately he rushed over to The Supreme Leader's side. Snoke was lying limply on the bed. He seemed to have given up the struggle and the pillow which his head laid on was soggy with tears.

"Turn off that machine," Kylo yelled to Rey and she obeyed. Snoke breathed slowly as the current stopped flowing. He opened his eyes cautiously as Kylo removed the cuffs and threw them across the room. "Supreme Leader, what happened?" Kylo asked softly. Snoke's eyes darted around the room looking for Trump but he was long gone.

"Trump," Snoke whimpered. "Betrayed me… He left for Earth," Kylo shook his head and Rey came over to his side.

"But Trump loves you, he wouldn't," Kylo answered.

"He lied," Snoke spat. "I am a fool. A weak fool," Snoke began to cry again. "Now I am dying not because of the electricity but because of my heart. It is breaking," Snoke's voice became less and less audible as the tears increased.

"No Supreme Leader," Kylo replied and he attempted to lift Snoke. "We need to get him to a med bay," Kylo heaved but he couldn't lift him. Snoke was far too heavy. Too Kylo's surprise, Rey pushed him aside and slipped her hands under Snoke. With one swift movement, Snoke was over her shoulder.

"I got it," She spoke, casually. Kylo felt embarrassed but led her to the nearest med bay. Hopefully, they could save Snoke.

"What about Trump?" Kylo asked. "Should we go after him?"

Rey nodded and adjusted her grip on Snoke.

"We would be as bad as Trump if we let any other planet deal with him… We need to go after him," She decided.

"Okay, we leave for Earth immediately after we get Snoke to safety," Kylo finished.