Author's Note: Still have no idea what I'm doing, but writing makes me happy so whatever. I'm completely open to suggestions about anything.

I meandered into the cockpit where Poe was flying the ship with ease. He had his feet up on the controls like a boss and his arms were folded across his chest. I plopped down next to him in the co-pilot seat.

"I really have no idea how most of this stuff works," I said gesturing to the controls.

Poe smiled. "It's okay, I've had a lot of experience."

"I can tell."

Poe suddenly jerked his feet off the controls and looked out the window. A fleet of First Order star destroyers were stationed in orbit, oh darn the menacing triangles.

"Can we go around?" I asked.

"They're bigger than they look," Poe responded. "We're going to have to pass them before we make the jump to hyperspace."

I groaned. That was a big fleet, and we were just one small shuttle. A voice crackled in on the radio, asking why an unscheduled shuttle was leaving the planet and what the situation was down below. I looked at Poe and he shrugged, we both had no idea what to say. We flew in silence as the the guy kept radioing us asking what we were doing, what was happening on the planet, and threatening us. We just kept flying past them, they sent out a few warning shots that we mostly ignored.

It was eerie flying past them, complete silence apart from our shuttle's engines. Finally I said, "They're going to figure it out."

Sure enough, a squad of TIE fighters came out of the star destroyers and started pursuing us. When we were in firing range of the fighters the ship started to shake as it was peppered with fire.

"I hope this is strong enough to withstand their fire!" I said as I clung to my seat.

"It should be!" The ship lurched as something on the back exploded. "The rear deflector shields are down! I need a couple more seconds to calculate the route!"

"I don't know if we have another couple seconds!"

"There!" Space warped around us as the stars appeared to stretch, and with that we zoomed into hyperspace. The ship it turns out was practically in ruins now, the hyperdrive was damaged so apparently we weren't going that far. Poe spent the majority of the journey repairing the ship as I sat in the pilot's seat vaguely entertaining myself.

Eventually we came out of hyperspace in seemingly nowhere. Confused, I asked Poe, "Where are we?"

"That's what I'm trying to figure out, the navigation system is down and this is as far as the hyperdrive will take us," he explained. "I'm going to see if the scanner will pick anything up nearby."

We sat in the cockpit looking at the small screen waiting to see if there was absolutely anything nearby that could help us. Turns out there was a planet a short distance away that we could probably make it to. Probably.

Poe turned the shuttle in the direction of the planet and flew that way. The engines were making some pretty awful noises the entire way there, an awful grinding wheezing noise like an old car, except I don't know what a car is of course. The planet turned out to be a desert planet, just our luck.

"I don't know how well our damaged hull will make it through the atmosphere," Poe told me. "I hope the sand makes for a soft landing. But really I've had enough desert planets for a while."

I didn't question this, I just assumed something bad happened to him on a desert planet. I knew the feeling, I really didn't want to back to my home planet. (which shall remain nameless until I come up with a name) "If you see any civilization, head towards that, maybe we can bum a ride off the planet if we crash. I don't really fancy being completely stranded in the desert."

Poe complied the best he could, steering the ship towards the biggest settlement he could find on the scanners. When we entered the atmosphere, the ship started to shake violently and catch fire. Poe wrangled the controls the best he could to keep us from coming in too steep or shallow, but it didn't seem very effective as the ship shook and tumbled.

With a gut wrenching jolt, the ship crashed into the sand and then shuddered to a halt. Our neglect to wear seatbelts landed us on the floor, in which we peeled ourselves from relatively unharmed. I meandered out of the ship and the heat of the sun and hot sand blasted my face, a huge contrast from the cool of the ship. It got hot on my home planet, by damn it was hot here. The ship was in literal pieces, the only thing intact was the cabin, the rest of the ship was scattered in the desert. Point was, we had to find a new ship.

I traipsed back into the ship to find Poe gathering our supplies. "We need a new ship," I told him despite it being completely obvious.

"The settlement is a few miles South of here," he started. "Let's hope there's a way to get a ship there."

We gathered our packs and headed outside to the scorching sand. Poe stopped dead and said, "I hope we're not on fucking Jakku."

A few steps away from the ship I stopped dead, something was wrong here. I felt it in the force, a huge disturbance. "No. We're not on Jakku. This is Tatooine."

Poe looked at me with a quizzical look. "How could you know that?"

"The Force. Luke Skywalker grew up here, and Anakin Skywalker before him. I can feel it."

We walked on the loose, hot sand for a while in stifling silence. Sand kept getting in my shoes and the sun was hot on my skin. There was water in our packs that we drank pretty much the entire time, might as well drink it sooner than later. While walking I thought about joining the resistance, they would let me join, right? I was skilled enough, but would they consider me too young and turn me away? Through intense meditation the Force I felt there had been an awakening, there was turmoil in the Force. A new Jedi and a new Sith have come to power, though I had no idea who they were. I had a feeling I would soon find out.

I was completely lost in thought the entire way there, and before I knew it we were on a rise looking over a dirty city with sand homes and buildings. After passing over the hill you could hear the rumble-bustle of the moving of thousands of people going about their business. A cloud of dust lingered over the city, never to settle because of the constant commotion. Poe and I made our way down the slope to the town, hopeful of the thought of getting the sand out of our shoes. Poe's pilot uniform was covered in dirt, and I'm sure that I was too, and we were both exhausted.