Hoth mission - ◈Part one◈

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WARNING: Violence. Murder, choking, physical violence.

A/N: I've been waiting for this arc for so long! Hope you enjoy it! Also, I changed the time frame of the book (this will literally change nothing). Instead of eight months since the Empire take-over, it has been two years :)

This chapter is dedicated to frqeira ! Your support means a lot, sweetie! Love to hear your thoughts after every chapter!

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Y/n's POV

The rebels knew we were there.

Not like Anakin's plan was subtle at all.

We marched right down to the base, the snow was an obnoxious obstacle for us to walk on, so I ignited my lightsaber and let the heat of it melt the snow out of the way. I was sure my nose was red due to the chilling breeze, the cloak not being enough protection for my face. That only made me angrier. I fucking hated the cold.

I held my lightsaber in a horizontal position in front of my face, letting both sides of the structure diverge into two blaster shots. Pathetic. The rebels were hiding behind a really sad trench. Of course, everything would look pathetic beside the sea of white helmets behind us. I must give them that their determination made our job more difficult than expected. Our soldiers fought back with fierceness, the Empire's guns being quicker and more potent. As we got closer, I could see the way their faces dropped, because we wouldn't back down.

On the contrary, our troopers ran towards them and engaged in a truly loud battle. The Imperial Army had the upper hand by far, given that the rebels barely had any armor to protect them from our blasts. Anakin marched up front, deflecting shots as well, his maneuvers so smoothly, hardly representing any effort to him. I was just a couple of steps away, helping Anakin as the first protective barrier of the clones. However, it was my job to identify the opening from where we would penetrate the base. The original idea was to leave the battlefield out here in the open, but if I was going to intercept some information, I needed to get in.

A couple of rebels retrieved once they saw how close we were. I got to hear when one young man used his commlink to make contact with his colleagues.

—They are here and using AT-ATs! We must evacuate!—We made eye contact and I smiled viciously at him. His jaw dropped and started to stutter.

"Mike! What's going on? Who is it?"

—I-I-It's- —His lips quivered nervously and I walked slowly with my head tilted.

"Speak, man! Who?"

—I-I'ts Lord Vader a-a-and- —Tears were falling off his face when I levitated him with the Force and slightly choked him.

"Fuck- No! Man, listen up! Is it "the Shadow"?"

I raised my eyebrow curiously and my smile widened at the nickname. The Shadow? I didn't know I was that popular.

—Yes! It's her! —He yelled desperately and I called the commlink with the Force, smashing it in my hand.

—I think it's enough, pretty boy. —I shook my head with fake empathy and pierced his chest with the purple light. I brought my own commlink to my mouth and called the trooper in charge of one of the AT-ATs.

—This is Darth Phoenix to Commander Veers. Do you have visuals on the shields? —I asked while fighting some more rebels on my way to the main entrance.

—Affirmative, General. —He answered in a robotic voice.

—We can start the full-on attack. Blow up the shields so the TIE-fighters can come in. —I slashed a middle-aged man's throat when I arrived at the gate and sought refuge by hiding in one of the adjacent walls, waiting for Anakin's further instructions. Using the little break, I secured my shields, even from Anakin, just as a safety precaution.

—Noted, General. On it. —And we cut communication.

Anakin, -or Lord Vader- arrived soon enough, breaking the door apart with the Force and pushing the iron wall to the other side of the room.

His figure elevated dangerously, making the few people "guarding" the door ran away scared. His aura was completely... hypnotizing. I will have to try Lord Vader tonight instead of General.

—They can run, but they can't hide. —He smirked in a whisper. —Rex! Stay here and stand our ground. Don't let anyone escape. —He ordered with a deep voice and moved forward, entering the maze of tunnels.

—Captain, make sure the squad cleans the aisles in the right sector. We will take care of the left sector. —I talked to Taaray and she gesticulated affirmatively. —I will give you and Rex the signal to come in and help us out, once the back exits are blocked. —She nodded once more and guided her troopers to battle.

I turned around and sprinted to keep up with Anakin. Even though the majority of the rebels were trying to get away, the hallways were full of optimistic fools. Anakin walked with decisiveness and killed mercilessly. There was one moment when he took down four people with just one simple swing, firing up the burning desire I had been prolonging since we left Coruscant.

The bodies dropped one by one, making me second-guess every step I took, afraid I would fall with a cadaver. I swung my blades fast enough to flick off every blaster shot I received but my arms were getting kind of tired. I fought through the feeling by using the Force, choking and snapping people's necks in a way to alleviate the soreness of my limbs.

After what felt like an eternity, we stopped at an intersection and hid behind the walls, debating our next move. I was grateful for it because I needed to catch my breath before we kept going.

—You tired? —He asked me, panting like me. We were both leaning against the wall, whispering so the rebels wouldn't know we were approaching them.

—The change of temperature doesn't help at all. —I hissed and took a deep breath, which was not helpful. The air was everything but refreshing.

—And we still have to find the control room. — At that moment, a loud explosion roared from outside. The ground shook and Anakin grabbed me by the waist to stabilize me and let go after the little tremble stopped.

—We must turn left, that's where it is! —The AT-AT cannon noises made clear communication impossible, so I had to get closer so he would hear me. I was kind of disappointed that I was not being embraced by him anymore; his warmth was vital to me in these circumstances.

—Okay, I'll- —We were interrupted by a group of rebels who ran violently and screamed loudly in our direction. We looked at each other and he raised an eyebrow defiantly. I knew what it meant immediately.

"Who can kill more?"

I winked at him and he laughed in return, both of us igniting the blade and rushing towards the poor mortals. What was difficult about fighting rebels is that they are weak, but persistent, almost like cockroaches. By the time I was done with one, there was another one on my back. My double blades gave me an unfair advantage, making a double stabbing possible, so the bodies around me doubled Anakin's. But hey, I was not known for my fairness.

I tried to use hand-on-hand combat, just to have more fun. The best part of all was when their faces filled with hope, that maybe, just maybe, they could beat me if I didn't use my sabers. Then that quickly faded away once I started to throw punches and kicks, smashing the little pieces of hope whenever I would deflect their approaches with elaborated tricks.

One rebel, an eager young man, gave me the biggest fight of them all, pushing me all the way to a small room: desks and chairs messily sprayed around, giving the impression that they were left like this after people started to flee. I pushed myself on the table and quickly twirled around, kicking him in the face in the process. Then I punched him in the gut with my knee and threw my elbow against his nose as a final knockout move. But he didn't give up. In fact, more of his teammates joined and surrounded me, forcing me to take out the lightsaber again.

Right when I was about to cut his head off, I received a shot on my arm, my lightsaber falling off my hand. I squealed at the pain and looked at the freshly burned skin. What the fuck? A blaster wound has never hurt this much. I tried to retrieve my lightsaber, but then I felt a kick in my knee, losing my balance after it. The young man stood up in front of me proudly and followed my gaze to my weapon.

—Finneas! Kick it to me! —A black-haired woman shouted and he obeyed, not before I tried to grab it, failing miserably. I was going to get up when another one of them kicked me in the stomach, making me lose my air. Almost simultaneously, a fourth one came from behind me and surrounded my neck with a heavy chain, cutting my airflow, and pressed me against the table. My fingers looked for my hidden knives and once I had one, I threw it to the shaved one who kicked me, right in the eye. But I couldn't keep going; the lack of air stopped me from defending myself.

My right hand fought to release me from the collar, but his strength overcame mine. My eyes closed to concentrate and call in the Force, however, the so-called Finneas found my injury and plowed his fingers into it, ripping a painful scream from me. I didn't know what was in that gun, but it surely was something different. The girl smiled pleased and put her blaster against my forehead, ready to fire the shot. I kept on squirming and fighting below them, not willing to die on such a dreadful planet, especially at the hand of such losers.

—Get away from her! —Anakin roared from the door and pulled Finneas in with the Force, strangling him with the metal hand and throwing him against the wall. The other two who were still attacking me hurried up, but the second I was free from the pain in my arm, I was able to kick the face of the man that was choking me, unbalancing him. I jumped on my feet and turned around with yellow glowing eyes, ready to dismember him piece by piece when Anakin approached and said in the most intimidating voice possible.

—Leave him to me.

And he started to beat the shit out of him.

The possessiveness of his action, far from pushing me away, made me feel incredibly flattered. I bit my lip as I saw him murdering the man, only getting distracted when the woman, whose name was still unknown to me, tried to get away, but I ran after her and caught her in the intersection we were previously in. I was fuming with hate, to the point I didn't even feel the pain in my arm.

—I think this belongs to me. —And I recovered my saber from her belt. I slowly took it out, her eyes glued to me, lips shook in terror and sweat dripped from her as I grazed her body with the metal. —You're stupid as fuck, did you know that? —I whispered and she yelled when I ignited the blade and cut her throat. Her body fell lifeless at my feet.

—Well, well, that's the Shadow I know. —Anakin clapped behind me. I twirled on my heels and giggled at the word.

—Were you eavesdropping on my private conversation? —My fake indignation flew in my words.

—Was I eavesdropping on you while killing a man? Yes, I was. Very educational.—He walked to me and leaned towards me, his left hand supporting all of his weight on the wall. My back rested on the same wall, arms crossed with a goofy smile. I cleaned the remnants of blood off his face.—Although, I think you can learn something from me too. What happened in there? —He nodded to the room and I rolled my eyes.

—It's just this blaster shot, I don't know why it hurts so much. —I mumbled, peeking down at it. It looked pretty bad.

—Mmm... we need to check it better. Can you move it?— He examined it, carefully picking up the wounded area.

—Yeah... I think so...—I twirled it around, trying out different lightsaber positions to notice when it started to hurt. We discovered that I was still able to fight, but it became unbearably painful when I put my arms up.

—I'm glad I arrived before it got worse. —Anakin commented, putting my arm down. His hand went up and picked up a string of my hair to put it behind my ear. —I'm the only one allowed to choke you, princess. —I beamed charmingly at his words, hating the effects they had on me. My first instinct was to fight him back, to undermine his actions and get the bickering going, nonetheless, a bunch of quick steps interrupted me and forced us to back off to hide behind the wall.

Anakin got in front and peeked carefully, not wanting to reveal our location just yet. He kept me behind me protectively and I tried to hide how much I appreciated the sweet gesture. Stars, the moment we come back to the ship, I will suck him off in that damn pilot seat and make him fuck me on top of the panel. I don't care who's watching.

Anakin laughed through muffled sounds.

—What's happening? —I asked curiously and moved him to see if I could catch a glance of whatever made him laugh.

—I agree with you. —He shrugged his shoulders while chuckling.

I turned around with knitted brows. Huh?

—Agree with what? —I asked, crossing my arms.

—You know, with you giving me a blowjob in the...—His voice lowered as his eyebrows raised with realization. I squinted my eyes and tilted my head menacingly.

—What? —I was not projecting my thoughts to him. Not now at least. Actually, I secured my shields before coming in. —Can you hear me? —I said through gritted teeth, no doubt my eyes were burning into his.

—Uh- I-Mmm, I mean, I figured that- —He mumbled around, desperately searching for an excuse. —Just because you said it so much on the ship. I was guessing- —He scratched his head nervously and diverted his eyes everywhere but to my face.

—How long?! —I yelled. He covered my mouth and pushed me against the wall, signaling me to shut up. —How long have you been able to read my mind?! —I whispered-yelled, removing his hand from my face violently.

—I've told you! When you are horny, your shields tend to weaken... —He explained passively.

—So all of this time... you've been messing around with me? —I bit every word with hate, my teeth clashing in a hard sound. A lot of memories hit me in the motion of a tsunami, however, one stood up against the rest: The day we presented our plans for this mission exactly. This whole time... Oh, Force...

Another explosion resonated, the dust from the ceiling fell on top of us and the smell of smoke went through my nose. After the little earthquake that shook us once again, the steps from the rebels became louder and louder, meaning that they were getting closer. Anakin's commlink biped, breaking our visual contest.

"Lord Vader, we just destroyed the shields. It's clear for the TIE Fighters to come in."

—Good job, commander Veers. —He rushed to greet him, desesperate to end the conversation with me.  He then cut communication with the Commander to reach out to the pilots. —Come in, Oddball, can you hear me?

—Yes, sir. —The trooper answered.

—Go ahead with the aerial attack, bomb the back exits, we're almost ready to come out. —I punched him in the arm and gesticulated, "What about the database?" —You better hurry up, sweetheart.—And he ignited his lightsaber. —You go left to the command room, I will go right to hold off the transports. —He began to sprint.

—This is totally off plan! Why did you give the order?! —I yelled. —Ugh, I hate you! —I growled, not moving a finger from where I was.

—I'll be quick, just make sure to extract the information! Don't screw it up!—He shouted, battling some rebels on his way.

—Don't you think our conversation is over, Skywalker!—I stumped my foot furiously, taking out my blades, but he was already gone. When we are out of this shit hole, he will pay for this.

I growled one more time and turned around, eager to find that fucking room and get the hell out of here.

A feeling deep inside of me alerted me that something was off and I couldn't ignore it.

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A/N: Oh shiiiiiiiiit, I love writing boss bitch Phoenix :) Praying to the Force that everything turns out okay :) :( :)

Thoughts on Anakin in this episode? *winky face* THIS MAN IS SOOOO FINEEEEE 😩

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