Look how good I am at staying on schedule... I'm kidding. I'm horrible.

A big shoutout to ChloePetiteReveuse , who is doing a French Translation of The Officer! Another reason to start learning a fifth language.

No seriously, I've started learning about five languages and I'm still not fluent in any of them.

Aside the point, please give them some support for the work they put in to translate and if you can read French, well bonus points to you!

Quick note before we start: I will say that Krennic is older than the reader but if you're not, just flip older to younger and BOOM! Magic!

I don't own anything. But I do own the awesome title name (that's probably my favorite title name I've come up with as of yet).
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"(Name)! (Name)!"

You groan as you feel your body being shaken. Why the hell do you have to get up now? "Nnngghh..." you mumble.

"Come on, (Name). Wake up!" You hear Orson say. It suddenly occurs to you he could be waking you up because of an emergency. Though your body is quite reluctant, you force yourself awake.

"What is it, Orson?" You mutter. "Is there an emergency?"

He looks at you, surprised. "No, of course not. I just thought it might be nice to watch the sunrise together."

Screw the sunrise. You could have slept on a little longer. However, there's a boyish look to Orson's face that makes you say "Alright."

Orson leads you across the camp area where the four death troopers are dozing. None of them stir as you pass. You follow Orson for a few minutes away from the camp area to a small hill. There, on the hill, Orson decides he's had enough walking and stops abruptly. Your eyes gaze across the alley to the blue mountains where the sun is peeking over the tops. Wait a second... a green sun?

"It's beautiful, isn't it?" He asks.

You had ever chance to make this a tender moment. And yet... "Why is the sun green?" You say. As soon as the words slip from your mouth, you immediately regret them. How much more stupid can you get in front of him?

Krennic hesitates a little, his eyes fixed on the sun (not straight on, hopefully). He seemed at a loss of words and his only answer: "I'm not sure. But I believe it's the natural sunrise for this planet."

You hope it is. It could be a giant green laser beam from a superweapon and you and Orson were unaware of the danger. But it was arcing over the horizon too naturally to seem like the laser of a superweapon so you told your imagination to stop running away.

The quiet moment spread between you and Orson is probably one of the most relaxing times you've ever had. But it comes all too quickly to an end. Once the sun is part way over the horizon, it rises with an insane amount of speed. You could watch it rise forever, however Krennic has other plans. He gently pushes your head off his shoulder (you must have leaned against him at some point). "We'll get more time alone later on, (Name). For now, I need to make sure my troops haven't killed each other."

"Why do they act like that?" You ask.

"Quirks," He responds. "Just like how I don't drag you out to the deck of the Star Destroyers each morning to watch a planet rotate around a star."

Fair enough. It was an answer.

When the two of you arrive back at the camp, the Death Troopers have not killed each other. Rather, Matsuda and Near are staring at a heap of supplies with displeasure and Ryuzaki is chasing Mello around the crash site with a handful of grass and dirt, clearly wrapped up in some sort of game (they didn't wear the expressions of someone out for the kill).

Orson walks towards Matsuda and Near. "What's the situation?" He asks.

"We low on supplies, sir," Matsuda says. "Near and I gather supplies from escape pod and it only have rations for a few of us."

"Four people, three days," Near said. "Basically two of us will be neglected because I'm sure the A duo will want to survive."

"What are you talking about?" You ask. "There's twelve rations. That's good enough for all six of us to eat for two days. There is no A duo."

Near scowls, his disapproval for you shining through strongly. "I think we can all tell who is the Director's favorite here." Next to him, Matsuda looks like she lost the conversation a few sentences back and was still processing the meaning of the words.

"DT-NE, that's enough," Krennic says dangerously. "Private (L/Name) is right; there is no A duo."

By now, Ryuzaki and Mello have stopped chasing each other. They stand next to you and listen to Near and Orson talk about the rations while Matsuda seems to have realized what you meant. She begins dividing the supplies until she has six small piles with two rations in each. She looks up at you and says brightly "You are right, Apprentice (Name)! They can be divided equally between six!"

"Well duh," Mello mutters while Ryuzaki congratulates her for proving it right. You just put on a smile. Maybe these troops aren't as bad as they seem to be when they're fighting.

You then feel someone standing next to you. It's Orson and he has Near in tow. Orson places two fingers into his mouth and whistles, causing his troops to jump into a straight line, saluting. "Listen up, soldiers! The escape pod is not in a restorable--let alone a scavenge worthy--state and neither is my com link. Unless one of your com links work, prepare yourself for walking across this planet. We'll have to get another ship if we want to rid of Reid and her forces before she contaminates the Empire."

"And how do you know there is civilization on this planet?" Near scoffed.

Orson is clearly pissed at near by now. But he forces himself to stay in control of his temper. "I don't. It's a gamble I'm willing to try."

You and the Death Troopers check your com links only to find out that they are either gone or destroyed. Just great. Looks like you'll be walking. The others realize that too and though there are small grumbles, the Death Troopers gather the food rations and any identification or tracking devices aboard the escape pod that are still in tact. Finally, you all begin your long hike across the unknown terrain.

Ryuzaki leads the way. Since his rifle was taken by Barcalon or destroyed in the crash, he carries a large stick. Orson is next in line and you're right at his side. Behind you, Near is keeping his eyes on you. Matsuda and Mello take up the back, Matsuda trying to engage Mello into a conversation about something besides the war.

'We probably just created the craziest band of strandiees this planet will ever see,' you thought as you listened to the Death Troopers. You look at Orson, who seems focused on the landscape ahead. The place is about as flat as it can get and you don't want to do all the walking. How long would it take to reach somewhere besides this open terrain? Would two days worth of food be enough? "Orson, how far do you think the first town is?"

"Why, are you tired already?" he teases. "Because I'm not carrying you. You're not that little."

"Oh, come on!" You fake whine. "I need my man." You reach up to wrap your arms around his neck but he pushes them away.

He smiles slightly. "No way! I'm the older one here anyway. You should be carrying me."

"Don't get your hopes up, Krenny." Oh Greedo, did you really just call him Krenny?

Before Orson responds, Ryuzaki turns around and walks backwards as he yells at you two. "Hey! Lovebirds! Suck it up and save your sexual desires for a better time."

SEXUAL DESIRES??!!! Is that what it sounded like?!!
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Well I hope you liked that chapter. I felt like I had fallen out of the writing groove when I went to make it so if it sounds a little weird, blame me (there really isn't anyone else to blame though).

So the Wattys happened and while I'm happy for all the winners, I wish one of the winners for the fanfiction stuff had been another franchise besides Harry Potter. Don't get me wrong, I like Harry Potter but I think the Wattys could try to go for stories that are not on the featured list or are from a different franchise. 

Oh well, that's just personal opinion. If you have a book that won the Wattys, congratulations! If you entered a book, you probably did awesome! (I will read any books that were entered in the Wattys if you want me to).

Derp out until next week!

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