Ellie…

My head hurt. Many thoughts swam through my mind, and each one felt like a bullet. My enemy was telling me he was my friend. My friend told me I had really been friends with the enemy. Who to choose? Where to go? I turned to the higher platform, where my master stood with his hands clenched tightly around the hand rail, watching intently.

Poe was crying, on his hands and knees, begging to give him mercy. Suddenly my vision got warped. The man crying on the ground, was Kylo Ren, and Poe was on the other side of me. Standing tall.

"Kill him! Let's win this war!" Poe shouted.

I stared at my shoes.

Breathe in…

Breathe out…

"You're not my brother!" I shouted. "Poe would never want to kill someone like this!" I blasted Poe on his foot, who was really Kylo Ren. I mentally pushed with all of my might, breaking my bond with Kylo Ren. He tried pushing back, but it didn't work as well as my newfound power. That's what Poe meant when he said the Force was with us!

Soon, he was out. I could feel it. I pointed my blaster back up at the true Kylo Ren, who was panting just as hard as I was.

"Ellie?" I heard a new voice say from the other side of me. Unlocking her blaster, she aimed one at Kylo Ren and one the other way, at General Hux.

"Go, Hux! I don't want to hurt you! I have to go."

"You will not!" Kylo Ren shouted. I turned to face him as his cross-like lightsaber came to life. Thinking quickly, I clicked my blasters together, put them in my holster, tackled Poe, and together we fell.

I quickly situated myself to where I could hold Poe, and I turned on my jet pack which flew us up a few stories above where Kylo Ren and Hux were. We plopped down on the floor, both of us out of breath. We glanced at each other for a few seconds and grinned like little kids on their birthday. The gang was back together.

We realized that we had to get back to the ship, and before we knew it, we were running and shooting our way to the hangar. We got down there to find Finn surrounded by stormtroopers. I got out my blaster and started to help him, and Poe nudged me.

"We need to go."

I nodded. Smirking, I grabbed hold of Poe yet again and we jumped off of the side of the railing. I used my jet packs to soften the landing, and together we rants the ship, shooting as many stormtroopers as we could. Once Finn, Poe, and myself were on the ship, whoever the pilot was (it wasn't Poe) closed the hangar doors and hurriedly went off into space. I sat down, exhausted from all of the effort I had put into getting out of Kylo Ren's control.

Poe sat next to me. "I missed you."

"I missed you too," I said meaningfully, leaning on his shoulder. He wrapped his arm around me, and I started to tear up. "I can't do this anymore," I said, tearing up.

"Do what?"

"Fight in this war. I need to find myself first."

"Ellie, they brainwashed you. They forced you to become attached. You can't trust the dark side."

"If you say so."

Poe patted my arm, and we reached the Resistance base. When the platform lowered, I stood up and plastered on a smile, trying to cheer up, but finding it hard to do so.

I received a lot of "Glad to see you home,"s and "Missed you"s, but I also recieved judgemental glares and half-hearted greetings, turning to whisper about me after I was out of earshot. Once I had reached General Organa, I burst into tears. General Organa wrapped her arms around me in a hug that I had never needed more than then.

"Ellie Dameron, is that you?" I heard C3-PO call behind me. Sighing, I turned around and wiped my tears on my sleeve and sniffed. "Yes, 3PO. It's me."

"Thank goodness you're back again. Your brother was a mess when he came back. I'm glad you two are back together again."

I wasn't very glad to hear that news, but then again, I really didn't like the protocol droid. He rubbed me the wrong way. Thankfully BB-8 and R2D2 came up and greeted me with positive-sounding beeps and bloops. I smiled, but the smile didn't last long. I turned back to General Organa.

"General, Can we speak in private?"

"Of course," she replied, leading me to an empty conference room and sitting down.

"Now, before I start any of my story, I want to thank you for helping Poe get though this. He was...my anchor...throughout all of this. If I didn't have Poe, I probably would have done way worse things than I did!" I blurted, placing my head on my crossed arms and crying like a baby. General Organa stood up and called Poe into the room. As soon as he came in, I stood up and ran into his arms, crying in his shoulder.

"Poe, I did such awful things. I let awful things happen."

"It's not your fault. Your thoughts were invaded and changed and you were made to do things you didn't want to do."

"I don't deserve to be here. I just deserve to go to an abandoned planet and spend the rest of my life living in a hole."

"You deserve to be here just as much as everyone else. We all have things we regret. Don't worry, Ellie. Things will end up fine. I know it."

"Part of me wants to go back, part of me wants to stay here and fight those bastards, and part of me wants to never go back there again and go back to Endor and spend the rest of my life with the Ewoks."

"Don't go back to the Ewoks. You smelled so bad the first time…" Poe trailed, earning a punch in the gut from me.

"Moment ruined," I said, letting go and wiping my face with my sleeve.

"Maybe you should change," Poe suggested. I looked down at me outfit and realized why I was given those nasty glares earlier. My outfit was full of First Order insignia. General Organa nodded.

"You should definitely change."

Walking to my bunker I felt eyes on me and my clothing, and I felt like an exposed nerve about to explode. Once I got to my room, I showered, and then I got into a pair of orange sweatpants and a white tee shirt with an orange Resistance symbol on it. Then I sat in my room, thinking about everything that had happened within the past month or so.

I thought about Kylo Ren and General Hux, wondering what impact I had on their lives, and what they were doing now. I wondered if they were thinking about me in the same way, or if they were planning some major scheme to get me back. I shook away the thought. They wouldn't take that big of a risk for me, I thought. But what are they doing?