Rey was pushing the old cargo ship as hard as it would go, but couldn't quite shake the First Order ship that had been tracking them. Oh, how she had regretted not bringing the Falcon for what should have been a routine mission. She glanced over her shoulder at the half-dozen refugees she had been tasked with escorting back to the resistance base. They were sitting and talking quietly in the back, not yet realizing the danger that was following them so close. Rey quickly looked away and focused on flying. Running one last scan of her surroundings she picked up a small meteor field. Hoping there would be one large enough to hide her vessel in she quickly changed course. But, as they drew closer scans indicated all the meteors were too small to accommodate the ship. But, there were a few that would be adequate to cover the small escape pods.
Rey hastily moved to the back and informed her passengers what was going to happen. As they went to start loading into the pods, Rey went about setting the auto-pilot mode so the First Order ship would have something to continue chasing. She also sent an encrypted message to the base with their coordinates. Just as she was finishing, one of her passengers came back up and said "There's only 3 escape pods, with room for 2 each." Rey hesitated, knowing full well what that meant. She turned and spoke with as much authority as she could muster. "You need to get inside your pod. We're nearing the drop point" "But..." The young man started to protest, but Rey cut him off "You heard me, go! I've sent the coordinates to the resistance, they should be by soon to pick you up" He quickly turned and made his way back down the cargo hold.
Once the indicator light showed all the pods were securely sealed Rey piloted the ship dangerously close to one of the larger meteors and ejected the pods onto its surface. She then kicked the engines back on hard and moved to get as far away as possible. As expected the First Order ship soon caught up with her. Rey did her best to hold them off, but soon a tractor beam was locked on. Abandoning the helm, Rey grabbed her lightsaber and prepared for a fight. She hid in a small alcove, hoping for the element of surprise. The sound of storm troopers boarding and beginning their search reached her ears and she readied her weapon. The first one entered the room and she struck quickly. Swinging her saber downward to knock his weapon out of his hands and then delivering a final blow across his chest. Two more troopers entered right on his tail and she had to resort to deflecting their blaster fire. She finally managed to get close enough to drive her glowing blade through one of the storm troopers armor.
Before Rey could regain her balance and turn her attention to the second opponent, she felt a sharp pain in her back as an electric shock ripped through her body. She hit the ground on all fours knees gasping for breath. Almost immediately she felt the butt of a blaster make hard contact with her skull. This caused the room to start spinning and she collapsed completely. The storm troopers above her started laughing and jeering. They each took their turn kicking her hard in the stomach, with two of the blows each resulting in a sickening crack. Rey was barely aware as cuffs were placed on her wrists and she was dragged onto the First Order ship.