A few things I need to address before I start this story. As many of you probably know, a writer by the name of "Kairo Ren" Recently deleted his profile (or made it private) and deleted his stories. His editor contacted me and asked me to look around for him, and it's been 2 months and we have heard nothing. So his editor reached out to me with an offer, to make a story that takes place in the same universe as I will rule, but following Rey, Finn, and the first order/resistance conflict. So that's what we're doing. I am not trying to leech of kario Ren, and I am not trying to steal his work. By the looks of it, he has no interest in continuing his previous work as he has ignored several attempts to contact him since he left the site( a month ago). Now some continuity will be shared between the two books, like Anakin's lightsaber being on remnant, so Rey will not have it. Also, some major characters, such as Han Solo and Leia, will not be present, because they died when they crash-landed on remnant. Anyways, onto what you're here for.

The scene opens on a planet, looking onto the said planet from above. A giant ship overshadows the light coming from the planet, as it hovers above the surface. It released a few dropships, each filled with stormtroopers, each armed with an FD-11 blaster rifle and the standard-issue Stormtrooper armor. Red lights began to blink, and it illuminated the silhouette of a stormtrooper walking down the middle aisle of the soldiers. None of the soldiers spared a glance at one of their own walking down the aisle in the middle of them, this one wearing silver armor with a black and red cape pushed to one side on the arm. The soldier began to speak

Phasma: I trust every single one of you, even the less capable of you should be able to conduct this raid with no issues.

The Newly revealed woman stops and looks at one of the soldiers, but moves on as if nothing had happened. She steps to the front of the dropship and prepares her own blaster, a silver version of the other soldiers.

Phasma: We get in, get the map, and get out. I want no witnesses, understood?

The soldiers all respond in unison, showing how many times they had rehearsed and trained for this.

Soldiers; Yes Ma'am!

The soldiers all readied their weapons for the assault.

Phasma nodded in satisfaction as the dropships landed and the doors opened, the soldiers rushed out onto the sandy surface of the planet. The Inhabitants of the town looked on as their home was invaded, some grabbed weapons and fired back at the invaders, taking defensive positions in the sandy dunes.

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Two people in a tent, one an old man, while the other was a younger man, looked outside at the carnage. The older man turned to the younger one

Old man: Poe, take the map and get out of here!

The newly named Poe grabs the map and prepares to leave, only to turn back to see the old man walking towards the main entrance, and the enemy soldiers.

Poe: What about you?

The old man turns back and looks at him

Old man: I will stall them, now go!

Poe looks conflicted for a second, but turns and runs back to his ship which was parked over a sandy dune. He slides down the dune and to the front of his ship, where his astromech, a BB-8 droid, pops out to greet him. Poe crouches down next to the droid and holds out the map.

Poe: Listen BB-8, take this map, and get it back to the resistance. Do not come back for me. I will find you. Got it?

The newly identified BB-8 beeped for confirmation as it took the tiny map and zoomed away into the night. Poe went to the cockpit of his X-wing and grabbed his rifle, loading it and heading back to the town.

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Two soldiers moved together to flank the enemy's who were camped out in a dune, they got around and opened fire using their blasters on the enemy. They got about two of them until the others noticed and turned their attention to the flankers. The first soldier was able to duck behind cover, the second was not so lucky, being hit in the chest with a blaster bolt and collapsing onto the ground. The first soldier went to attempt to tend the wounded soldier. The bloodied soldier reached out and touched the helmet of the other soldier, leaving a bloody handprint on the white armor. The soldier fell limp in the other's arms as he let his head fall in respect, before returning with the rest of his company. Phasma stood on the front lines and raised her arm high, pointing at the entrenched enemies.

Phasma: Flametroopers! Burn out those rats!

A group of stormtroopers wielding D-93 incinerators, which were connected to a tank on their back, moved in front of Phasam and fired upon the trench. Those unfortunate enough to be caught in the fire were incinerated, their flesh being burned off. Those who attempted to hide behind the cover quickly realized they were surrounded, as they put their hands up in surrender. Phasma walked over to her prisoners and began the interrogation

Phasma: Now let's see, where is Lor San Tekka?

At first, no one answered, so Phasma turned back to her men and pointed to the one with the bloody handprint on his helmet.

Phasma: Fn-2187, I am in need of your assistance.

The newly identified FN-2187 walked forward and stood at attention, as Phasma grabbed a child from its mother and put it in front of the soldier.

Phasma: If you will not tell me where Lor is, then I will have this child executed. FN-2187, please aim your blaster at the target.

FN-2187 hesitated for a second but did as he was told, aiming his blaster down at the child's head.

Phasma: good. Now I will give you 5 seconds, and if Lor San Tekka is not brought forth, then I will have my men execute this child.

Phasma put her 5 fingers up, signaling that the time had started

Phasma: 5

No one stepped forward, and one of phasma's fingers dropped

Phasma: 4

Again no one stepped forward, and phasma began to grow impatient.

Phasma: 3

Someone from the crowd stood up, as a few stormtroopers aimed there blasters at him

Stormtrooper: Freeze!

Phasma put her hand up, signaling for the soldier to stand down. She walked in between the crowd, as they parted in fear of the person who was clearly in power. She walked up to the old man and began to speak to him

Phasma: Lor, you were a fool to think we wouldn't find you here.

The newly identified Lor frowned as phasma continued

Phasma: Good. You came here to look out for one of this village's children. I suppose you're not a failure as a leader. And you're only a partial coward.

Lor: As if you're one to talk. Stealing children from their homes.

Phasma: Don't test my patience. Now give me the map.

Lor tosses the 'map' at the halfway point in between himself and phasma. She turns back to Fn-2187, who was still holding the child.

Phasma: Good. Fn-2187. Release the child.

Fn-2187 lets the child go, as he runs back into the arms of his family. Phasma walks towards the 'map', picking it up and examining it.

Phasma: What? What is this?

She angrily held up the item that turned out to be just a model designed to look like the map.

Lor: Oh. Sorry. I must have forgotten what the map looked like. You'll have to forgive me as I'm very old and I have bad eyesight.

The stormtroopers point their blasters at Lor

Lor: You know this is your fault, right? I'm senile, so you really shouldn't have trusted me. I'm sure that your superior is going to be angry.

Lor reaches into his pocket, pressing a button on a remote controller. The fake map begins to beep, as a bright red light is emitted from it.

Fn-2187: It's a bomb!

Phasma throws the thermal detonator as far as she can out of the way, and shields herself from the blast. She stands back up, going face to face with Lor.

Phasma: Any last words?

Lor stays silent

Phasma scowled as she took a small cylinder from her hip, as it extended into a long spiked staff. She brought it above her head, and swung down, decapitating Lor. His body fell to the ground with a thud, as phasma moved on.

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Poe, who had been watching the scene play out, aimed his baster quickly and took a shot at phasmas head.

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Phasma turned to the sound of the blaster being fired and saw the blue bolt heading towards her, she took her staff and hit the blaster bolt out of the air, receiving minimal damage to herself at the cost of her staff breaking. She turned to look at her attacker, and pointed to her soldiers, then to Poe. The stormtroopers opened fire on Poe, who took cover behind a tent, only to be hit in the arm by a blaster bolt. He was surrounded as he clutched his arm in pain and Phasma inspected the fallen man.

She hit Poe on the head with a broken piece of her staff and knocked him out, then pointed to a few soldiers, then back to the troop transports.

Phasma: Carry him back to the shuttle.

One soldier spoke up

Stormtrooper: And what of the survivors?

Phasma began to walk back to the shuttles

Phasma: No witnesses.

The soldier nodded and got in line with a few of his fellow soldiers. They opened fire on the survivors from the camp, killing them all.

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As two troopers carried an unconscious Poe down the halls of the star destroyer, Phasma led them to the interrogation room. They strapped him to a chair, and Phasma pointed to the door as Poe began to regain consciousness.

Phasma: leave us, and bring the electropods.

The two troopers nodded and left the room, leaving the captain and the prisoner. She knelt down next to Poe and began to speak to him.

Phasma: What is your name?

Poe looked surprised but quickly covered it with his poker face.

Poe: What?

Phasma stood back up and began to pace around the chair

Phasma: Your name. Tell me.

Poe chuckled

Poe: My name? It's Jabba the Hutt. Have you heard of me?

Phasma sighed and continued

Phasma: Where is the Map?

Poe kept his poker face

Poe: Map? the Mighty first Order still uses Maps?

Phasma growls as two soldiers with electric staffs and black streaks in their armor walk in.

Phasma: Finally. Resistance. I want you to meet the electropod. A newly developed, 'persuading' device. I'll ask you one more time. Where is the map?

Poe kept a straight face, hiding his fear of the new troopers.

Poe: What Map?

Phasma motioned for the soldier to move forward, and they did the first one raised his electric staff high above Poe's body. He swung it down, electrocuting Him as he screamed in pain. His screams echoed through the halls, to a certain stormtrooper who was standing guard at the door. This trooper has a bloody handprint on his helmet, this was FN-2187. He bowed his head as the screams of Poe echoed through the corridor.

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Phasma and the two stormtroopers walked out, and the captain motioned for FN-2187 to watch the prisoner, and watch him do so. As Poe came to, he looked up and saw the new trooper standing there.

Phasma: FN-2187. Take him for further interrogation.

FN-2187: I don't think that it would be necessary to-

Phasma: You are not supposed to think. You are supposed to follow orders. You've earned a disciplinary hearing for that. Now take the prisoner for interrogation and leave him to me, or I will do it myself right after having you executed right now for insubordination.

Fn-2187 nodded and walked into the interrogation room. He looks at Poe, who smiled back at the stormtrooper.

Poe: Wow. That was hard to listen to. You know, I would feel bad for you if you were anything other than a stormtrooper.

Fn-2187: Shut up

Poe: Or what? You'll interrogate me more? You're already planning to do the worst things you can to me. There is nothing I could say to make it worse.

Fn-2187: That's what scum like you deserve. Going around the galaxy destroying things, and overthrowing elected leaders.

Poe: I'm scum? I deserve this? Do you even hear yourself?

Fn-2187 was about to respond until Poe continued

Poe: Did your parents drop you on your head? Or are you just desperate to find excuses for yourself? You're trying to torture me to find a map!

Fn-2187 stayed silent

Poe: Did you not see what they did to those villagers? It was a massacre! Your people killed children! How can you stand here after something like that and tell me that I'm the bad guy?

A squad of soldiers walks in, with the captain of the group walking up to Fn-2187

Captain: We'll take the scum from here.

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After Poe was locked up, FN-2187 knew he needed more information about what they had just raided that camp for. He silently followed captain Phasma up to the bridge, as he hid in the hallway next to it so he could listen.

Phasma: The new troopers haven't done well.

???: What would you have me do? I'm trying to optimize the re-education program as well as I can. FN-2187 was the only mistake we've had in the last year. And correct me if I'm wrong, but wasn't it your responsibility to make sure the new members are kept in line? This is the third mission he's been on. How did you not catch the red flags?

FN-2187 whispered to himself, thinking of what he had just heard.

FN-2187: The only mistake? Kept in line?

Phasma: Be that as it may, General Hux~

She spoke in a mocking tone as she said that, FN-2187 noted, she clearly had very little respect for this Hux she was speaking to.

Phasma: FN-2187 is still a loose end that you need to correct.

Hux: I will overlook your attitude only this once and concede to your demands only this one time. I will get to work on correcting FN-2187 tomorrow. Right now, we need to track the Galaxy map.

FN-2187 ran away from the bridge and into the Information hub on the ship. He walked down the hall towards the brig, knowing the captain from before would be there. Sure enough, the captain passed by Fn-2187, who grabbed his ID card off his back as he walked along.

Fn-2187: Got it.

he slipped past his fellow troopers, careful not to be caught. He logged into one of the Tablet devices, using login information that he stole from the superior trooper, and looked up the map he had just heard of, The Galaxy map.

FN-2187: What the... fuck?

There was only one result, and it was not what he expected. It was a map that had multiple parts, but it seemed that the first-order data bank was missing a lot of pieces. In fact, they only had one. FN-2187 shook his head, he was just a soldier, it wasn't his job to think. But the Galaxy map had a few notes to the side of it and using the login info he stole he now had the authority to view it.

FN-2187: Skywalker?

FN-2187 remembered that he heard rumors about Luke Skywalker in the education camp he was in and remembered a general hostile mindset from the teachers of the program towards anyone that talked about him.

FN: Why was I labeled a mistake? And why was I supposed to find a map to find nothing more than a fairytale?

He thought about the hostages, the massacres, the atrocities he and the other troopers had committed. All in the name of the First Order, FN-2187 decided to dig deeper.

Welcome K-943

Top secret

Unfortunately due to your security clearance some of the information will be redacted

Do not share with unauthorized personnel

Stormtrooper education camp project

Former lead: [redacted]

New Lead: Armitage Hux

The newest batch of troopers are beginning to think for themselves. Dr. Nocturn has noted that they ask questions, and when he does not answer, they ask even more. "Why can't we see our families?" "Why are you training us for war?" "Who are we fighting?" They will not stop with the questions, but soon with the program's new Lead, these problems are subsiding. General Hux has a plan to perfect these troopers into non-thinking, order following warriors for the First Order. If all goes according to plan, The First Order will have an army of thousands of members strong, with plenty more to come. General Hux's plans include [REDACTED]. The program was started due to the inability to use cloning technology. Supreme Leader [REDACTED] gave [REDACTED] the job himself. [REDACTED] proceeded to pass control of the program to General Hux after witnessing the plans he was able to propose for the future of the program.

FN-2187: It was all a lie. Well, since I'm clearly a failure. What's going to happen to me?

FN-2187 looked through various files before finding what he was looking for.

Disposal of subjects that are deemed a failure

FN-2187 tried to open the page, but no luck

Apologies K-943 but your clearance is not high enough to view this material

FN-2187 saw that there were security cameras looking at him.

FN-2187: I can't dwell on it. I've gotta get out of here before they catch me.

FN-2187 walked back to the Brig, going to the one marked 'Jabba the Hutt' as he walked in, he saw Poe's terrible condition after Phasmas interrogation.

Poe: Oh. Fantastic. Your worthless captain couldn't get through to me so she sent one of the most worthless grunts to get me to talk. Unless. Wait. I know what happened.

FN-2187 almost groaned, trying to imagine what stupid conclusion Poe was about to draw or what Poe was about to say to him

Poe: You're here just to clean up the room aren't you? Oh, that's just sad. How about a deal? You don't say anything and just listen to my hilarious commentary while you clean this shithole and in return, when I escape and retaliate I'll let you live.

FN-2187: And by 'hilarious commentary' you mean that you'll be berating me nonstop? No thanks

Poe: I think it's a pretty good deal. Get laughed at for an hour and in exchange, I don't seek revenge against you. I'd take the deal if I were you.

Fn: I'm here to release you

Poe immediately gave FN-2187 a look of disgust

Poe: Alright. Forget our deal. As soon as I get free I'm killing you first

FN-2187 stood by Poe

FN-2187: If I release you, you have to give me your word that you won't kill me. But if you Don't, I'll leave you here for Phasma. I'd take that deal if I were you.

Poe laughed

Poe: Alright. I'll agree to your terms. And I won't kill you first thing after escaping, but my finger may accidentally slip while I have my blaster in my hand. I guess you'll just have to trust me and hope I don't make any mistakes.

Fn-2187: I don't trust you at all, but unfortunately for us both, we need to work together to get out of here.

Poe looked up at FN-2187 from his place on the table

Poe: Woah! The Buckethead has a brain!

FN-2187 rolled his eyes behind his helmet and undid the bindings on Poe.

FN-2187: You can either try to escape alone and when you wreak havoc in your inevitable failed escape which will create a distraction for me, or we can escape together.

Poe stretched his arms and legs

Poe: I don't like either option, is there a third?

FN-2187: Sure. We could wait for my former captain to come back, and I could turn you in and escape later.

Poe sighed.

Poe: Fine

The stormtrooper scanned the room, his eyes landing on a vent in the ceiling. He pointed to it, and Poe nodded

Poe: Ah yes, this is a classic. We crawl through the vents to the hanger and steal a ship, right?

FN-2187 shook his head, 'no'.

Poe: Then what is the vent for?

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A new soldier walked in, there to replace FN-2187 from his post. But as he walked in, he saw no one in the chair or in the post. He quickly followed his training and ran to the vent, opening it. But as he did, Poe and FN-2187 fell down and landed on the poor soldier. FN-2187 knocked him out with a blaster butt to the head.

Poe: So, what next?

FN-2187 picked up the helmet from the fallen soldier and handed it to Poe, who looked at his partner in crime in disbelief.

Poe: You were prepared, huh?

FN-2187 shook his head

FN-2187: The first order had a very wide variety of training regiments.

Poe crouched down and began to put on the stormtrooper armor, taking it off the unconscious trooper.

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FN-2187 and the disguised Poe walked out of the torture chamber, moving towards the hanger. Poe tugged at the helmet, groaning

Poe: I can't see a thing in this helmet!

FN-2187 nudged him, reminding him to be quiet. They made their way into the hanger, towards one of the Tie fighters.

FN-2187 started whispering once they got close to the ships.

FN-2187: OK. Stay calm. Stay calm

Poe: I am calm

FN-2187: I'm talking to myself

As they reached it, a Pilot stopped them.

Pilot: What are you doing here?

Poe spoke up

Poe: We're just conducting a routine inspection of your Tie fighter here.

The Pilot shook his head

Pilot: I got no message about an inspection, I'll have to call this in.

Poe Punched the Pilot, knocking him to the ground. He and FN-2187 jumped into the Tie Fighter, preparing to take off.

FN-2187: Why did you attack him?

Poe: What do you mean? He's a stormtrooper

FN: But he's still a person. You shouldn't have done that

Poe: You gotta be kidding. Do you seriously not under-

Poe was cut off by yelling, as he looked down to the pilot who he had just punched

The soldiers in the hangar all take notice, and the Pilot from before yelled out to them.

Pilot: They're trying to escape!

The soldiers all opened fire on the Tie fighter, as it began to rise. Poe, from the back gunner seat, took aim and fired at the first few groups of soldiers. FN-2187 had to hold back a flinch at that

FN-2187: Do you have to shoot them?

Poe: They shot us first.

Some of them took cover in time, while some were torn apart by the Plasma fire. A Soldier jumped into a parked AT-ST and fired at the Tie fighter. FN-2187 barely dodged the blast and was able to maneuver the Tie Fighter out of the hangar and into space.

FN-2187 spoke to his co-pilot as they flew away from the ship

FN-2187: You didn't have to do that, they are acting against their will.

Poe raised an eyebrow

Poe: against their will? I've seen stormtroopers in action, they don't seem forced, they actually seem happy to follow orders.

FN-2187: That's how they raised us, to always follow orders no matter what. They trained us to be the perfect warriors, by using the strongest bonds in the galaxy against us.

Poe: The strongest bonds?

FN-2187: That's not important, what's important is getting us out of here.

Poe: No can do boss, I've got to go get my droid. I left him down there, and he's got something important to the resistance.

FN-2187 seemed surprised by this.

FN-2187: You mean the map?

Poe looked over at his fellow escapee

Poe: Exactly. Do you understand now?

FN-2187 looked back at Poe

FN-2187: Sort of. I overheard my former captain talking to someone named Hux about it. They said they need to find the droid, and that He has the map. That's probably the only reason they kept you alive, that and the location of the resistance base.

Poe Nodded, that was standard procedure. Leave the person alive for more info.

Poe: Alright. We gotta take out as many canons as we can or we're not gonna get very far

FN-2187: Alright

The duo flew under the ship, as the cannons began to charge up. They destroyed the first batch before they could power up, but the second batch had enough time to charge up, as they fired at the Tie fighter.

Poe: Dammit! How many missiles does this thing have?

FN-2187: Not many, why?

Poe: Aim for the center cannon, it'll generate enough Debris to block the others' view so we can take them out!

FN-2187 aimed the missiles where he was told, hitting the cannon dead on. Just as Poe predicted, the debris seemed to cloud the other cannon's vision as they finished the last ones with the blasters on the fighter. As the tie fighter flew towards the planet, Poe turned back to his partner in crime.

Poe: Hey, I never got your name

FN-2187 looked back at Poe

FN-2187: FN-2187.

Poe: FN-2... what?

FN-2187: That's the only name they ever gave me

Poe: Well that's stupid. FN huh? How about, Finn?

FN-2187: Finn? I like it.

Poe: I'm Poe Dameron

Finn: Good to meet you Poe

Poe: Good to meet you too Finn

Before the Duo could continue speaking, a bright red laser just misses their ship. Finn, from the gunner seat, see's the giant cannons from the Cruiser powering up and aiming at them.

Finn: We gotta Land! We can't outrun those guns! And we clearly didn't shoot out enough of them!

Poe smiled with confidence, as the cannons began to fire

Poe: You're talking to the best pilot in the resistance, of course, we can outrun those guns!

The cannons all fired, creating a giant wave of red blaster fire. Poe was able to maneuver out of the way at first, but as more and more blaster fire rained down on them, one of their wings got hit.

Poe: The left-wing is damaged! I've got to take us down to the planet!

Finn: Are you crazy? That's jakku! The First order just came off of it! If we land there we'll be tracked in a matter of hours!

Poe looked over to his partner

Poe: It's our only choice unless you want to just blow up in the middle of space!

Finn nodded, as Poe steered the flaming ship into the atmosphere. fire began to generate around the ship as they broke the atmosphere and plummeted into the planet below.

Finn: You've got to slow us down!

Poe: I've got it.

The thrusters at the back of the tie fighter turn on, as they begin to slow their descent.

Poe: Strap in, it's gonna be a rough landing!

As the Tie fighter made contact with the ground, it slid in the sand, softening its landing, but leaving the fighter completely destroyed. And the two people in it, unconscious

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Phasma and Hux stood on the bridge, watching as the fighter flew down onto Jakku, as their Cannons powered down. Hux paced back and forth, with a grim look on his face.

Hux: How could you allow this to happen?

Phasma turned to look at the distraught Man

Phasma: It was a simple miscalculation of FN-2187's loyalty. And they are now stranded on that planet, we can send down squads to look for them as well as the droid.

Hux got up in Phasmas face

Hux: you know who I answer to, you know he won't take your simple miscalculation as an excuse.

Phasma Got into Hux's face

Phasma: It was a simple musculation, nothing else.

Phasma turned around and walked out, leaving a fuming Hux on the bridge.

The End