There's something calming about how your ship just floats into hyperdrive. It was nice and steady, unlike your other trips. You will reach your destination sooner or later, but that can wait. Holding a special package can really excite journeys. Holding a map to the last Jedi, that is. It's not like someone will stop you.

Apparently, you were unfortunately mistaken. Sigh... What could get things more bad than this? You unfortunately bumped into the entire fleet of the First Order! How great it that? Bad? Yeah, I know right? You were grateful to have your trusty droid with you. You can just send it back to Jakku, to your brother without being noticed.

"Alright, Bee," you gave him the map to Skywalker. "I'll send you to Jakku... The journey will be rough, but it'll be worth it." You pat his head. He stubbornly beeped, knowing you will be killed. You just gave him a sympathetic smile, before sending him off to a pod. Fast and easy, just as planned.

Soon, your ship was ransacked by the First Order and just basically searched you. You were rather... Incompliant, so they had to knock you out and take you to the ship. What could get worse? Apparently, everything. But, your optimistic self isn't just gonna give up like that.

You woke up, strapped on a some sort of chair. You were familiar with this scenario, considering you heard from one of the interrogated survivors that this chair was used to interrogate unfortunate people. If one is unlucky to have Kylo Ren to interrogate them, well, they are screwed. To both your pleasure and displeasure, General Hux was going to be your interviewer.

"Oh, it's you," He sighs, taking a seat in front of you with a grim expression. He was attractive than you thought he'd be, considering he was said to be a son of Brendol Hux. He is a young fellow with a pale complexion, emphasizing his ginger hair and green eyes. He was... Good looking. You found yourself in awe, as he just sat there, staring back at you. You heard a lot of stories from the survivors, but you didn't thought he'd be this attractive. His eyes, though. His eyes were both beautiful void of dullness that just somehow drew you within him.  "Where is the map to Skywalker." He demanded.

You soon snapped from your daze with a shake of your head, tilting your head to the side. "Pardon me, what was that? Sorry, I got lost in your eyes." You smiled, adjusting to your seat. He sat there, shocked. "Can we find something more comfortable? This seat is uncomfortable for me." You blinked at him. His eyes twitched in realization.

"Y/N Dameron, an older sibling to Pilot Poe Dameron. No wonder." He sighed, rubbing his temples. "I don't have time for this, I have a diplomatic meeting with the Supreme Leader. Now tell me where the map is." You pouted.

"Why does Poe always get the attention..." You playfully pouted, adjusting to your seat. "Yeah, I'm getting the feeling that you're more into my brother when I'm already dropping hints, you know what I mean?" You winked at him with a smirk. His cheeks burned into a crimson colour to your attempt to woo him.

"I have no time for this," He sighed. "You are just like him." He rubbed his temples.

"Actually, he is just like me because that boy is only seven years younger than I am and I am the first daughter of the Dameron's." You smiled at him. "So do you have a name? Or do I have to call you mine?" You smirked at him, leaning near him.

"It-it's Armitage." He stuttered. He then shakes his head in realization and fumes. "Tell me where the map is, and I'll let you go."

"Darling, can you at least take me to dinner first?" You joked. "Look, darling, I have no idea what you're talking about. We have no map. I'm just a worker for Suvi the Hutt, and he might have my head when I don't get back to Tattooine in time."

"Yeah, my brother is a part of the rebellion, but not me. I prefer to live under that fat slug because he gives more money." You rolled your eyes. "Here's what I know, the map is somewhere in Tattooine. If you let me go, I can lead you there. I can also lead you to my bed, if you want." You winked at him. You were more than shock— well, you were shocked when he actually used one of the mechanics of the chair and sent numerous electricity in your body. It went on for a few seconds, until he eventually stopped. You collapsed, not enough to fall on the grounds since restrains didn't allow you to move freely. You gave him a weak chuckle to prove that a simple shock can be endured.

"You don't have to play dirty, save it for the bedroom, red," you spat a thick blob of blood by the ground as you taunt him. You looked up and saw no sight of him. You anxiously pursued your lips, hoping that BB-8 landed in Jakku safely with Poe. You were certain that this will not end for you, but you had hope. Every size counts.

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It has been awhile. Three weeks was quite hard. You felt exhausted having to be restrained in a position for so long. The food was no good either. Their food consisted medicines and chemicals, made it into a paste form and stuffed it into a tube. It tasted bitter, the texture reminded you of toothpaste, and the after taste was the worst. At least the water was better. But you were still thankful to be actually fed even of your situation was bad. General Hux's trainee, was responsible for taking care of you until the map to Skywalker was found.

"It wasn't in Tattooine," he held you by the collar of your uniform, his brows knitted to a scowl. This gave actually gave you a chance to see red bruises under the collar of his shirt, barely peeking out. "Where is it?" He demanded.

"You know, people shouldn't treat you like that," you huffed. "They often abused you, don't they?" Unfortunately, this was enough for him to smack your across the face and electrocute you again. You screamed in pain, waiting for him to stop but it did not. Soon, it stopped. But you did not made it. You weren't strong enough to endure the pain. You fell limp by the interrogation chair.

"I thought you were different—" he ran his finger through his hair as he entered the passcode. "—But you were just like him... A fool."