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General Leia Organa stood at the helm of the new Resistance Starcruiser, watching the slow movement of the stars. A Communications Officer suddenly ran up behind her, pulling her attention from the beautiful speckles.
"General, an emergency transmission was just received."
"What does it say?"
"Not sure, it's encrypted, addressed to you." Leia took the drive from his hand and plugged it into the reader in the middle of the room, to a screen for her eyes only.
"Voice activation: please state your name." A robotic voice spoke.
"Leia Organa."
"Confirmed."
A hologram started, a woman sitting on her knees addressed the recorder. Leia did not recognize her.
"Hello, if you are watching this transmission it means I am in either terrible danger or injured beyond simple repair. I've advised my droid to release this transmission to the Resistance if I were to ever be incapable myself. My name is Elle Gana and I am on the planet Astoria in the Hyperiol system. I've instructed my droid to now play you the events which led to this emergency transmission. Please hurry, my life is in your hands." The hologram faded out and was replaced by a video transmission of the woman fighting several stormtroopers then getting shot in the side with a blaster by a hidden trooper. Then the droid electrocuted the shooter. The last thing Leia saw was the woman on the ground covered in blood. What caught her eye particularly was the lightsaber at her side.
"It can't be." She muttered to herself. "Go get Poe, I want him and Doctor Post to assemble a small team to head to the Hyperiol system immediately."
"Yes General." Lieutenant Connix replied and ran for the flight played the original hologram over again and sighed out. It couldn't be.
"The Hyperiol System? That place is deserted, why would we go there?" Poe's brow scrunched at Lieutenant Connix who just shrugged.
"There was an emergency transmission sent from Astoria to General Organa, it seemed pretty serious."
Poe nodded, "Alright, I'll grab the med unit and we'll head out immediately."
As Poe and the small team of three began boarding the ship General Organa pulled Poe aside.
"Poe, this girl was attacked by a team of stormtroopers, so be conscious of your surroundings, there may be more."
Poe nodded, "I'll keep an eye out."
"Good boy." She winked and Poe hesitated for a brief moment.
"I gotta ask, why exactly do you want me to pilot this mission?"
Leia shook her head, "Now Commander, if I had the ability to tell you, don't you think I would?" Poe sighed and nodded. "I'm trusting you with this, Poe."
Poe nodded again, "Yes m'am."
The Resistance evac ship landed on Astoria within half a day of the transmission. They knew the cold would be a shock at first but when the small team of four stepped out the scene before them was harder to stomach. A First Order cruiser, six bodies of troopers and a captain lay on the floor of the bay. A long trail of pink, red snow trailed from the First Order ship to another ship about a hundred yards away. The doctor rushed past Poe's side toward the ship.
Suddenly a BB-8 unit crashed out of the door and rushed over to the group, beeping wildly.
Inside, it said, inside.
The doctor ran in with his two assistants, Poe followed suite. Inside the ship they saw the woman, Elle, on the ground in a pool of blood clutching her side. She was unconscious but still breathing.
"Poe can you give me a hand?" Post asked and Poe gently grabbed her upper body and helped move the girl to a table top. The BB-8 unit whirred around nervously, taking note of everything happening. The two assistants began cutting the woman's tunic open and sponging the blood off the gaping wound.
Poe spotted a dog in the corner. It looked scared. Fright, Poe had discovered, is a pretty universal emotion and looks similar on all creatures. Slowly he stepped toward it with his hand outreached and scratched its head. It whined and shivered, staring at his owner on the table.
Poe looked at its collar and saw "PAX" embroidered on it.
"It's alright Pax buddy, she'll be okay." He let his hand subconsciously pet Pax's head as he took a long look around the was a decent sized ship, he could tell it was no longer running. And this woman has made it into a home, nice and cozy.
He wondered momentarily why this girl was so important, why the First Order landed on this planet to begin with.
Suddenly the woman on the table groaned and the doctor sighed out, "Thank god," in prayer that she was actually alive and kept stitching her wound.
Poe stood up from his kneel and walked toward the door, "I'm going to search the other ship for safety, call me if anything happens." He told one of the nurses and walked out the door. Quickly the dog was right at his heels, following him outside. Poe smirked and made his way to the other ship.
Slowly he stepped around the person at the base of the ramp, observing the hole that went clean through his chest. There's no way a blaster could have done damage like that, he thought.
Poe stepped up into the ship's bay and glanced around at the other fallen troopers. Each trooper, except for one, had deep burnt slashmarks through their armor. Completely through to the skin, clean liness.
Poe had only seen this type of damage once before. At the ground, nextto a small pool of spattered blood he saw something and for a moment thought his eyes were playing tricks with his mind before he picked the weapon up. Then he realized what it was.
Quickly Poe ran back to the other ship and threw the door open.
"She's a Jedi." He said breathlessly.
"What?" Doctor Post said, glancing up from his stitching.
"She's a Jedi, she killed all those troopers in that ship by this." Poe held the lightsaber up and put it on the table. Post's eyes widened and his hand began to shake. "Come on doc, no pressure just—you know, don't kill her."
This girl, other than Rey, was one of the last Jedi in the galaxy. How had the First Order found her after all this time? In an abandoned system on a snow planet? And from the looks of it she had been on this planet a while.
"It makes sense. Any normal person with this type of injury would be dead in seconds with that much blood loss...just makes me a little nervous. I've never...operated on a Jedi before." Post sucked in abreath and got back to stitching.
One assistant placed a needle into the woman's arm that fed her veins with a fast acting pain killer and internal healing solution. But Post quickly looked up and spoke.
"Cut that dosage in half, we don't know what type of reaction it'llhave when mixed with midiclor-"
Suddenly the woman gasped and her eyes shot open. She struggled to sit up but Poe gently pushed her shoulders back onto the table, and she complied—too weak to fight back. But her eyes were open and she looked at Poe and for a moment she thought she was hallucinating. She narrowed her eyes at him, then glanced around the room in a circular haze. Poe sucked in a breath and smiled his trade mark smile back ather, hoping to ease her mind. Her eyes then fluttered back shut and Poe rubbed her shoulders for a second before letting go.
Oh no, Poe thought to himself, she's beautiful.