the Twin | Star Wars

|| announcement of chapter one ||

"If I won't get him back, I want to have you here," Her eyes were full of tears, that was picture he couldn't bare to stand. Shortly after her words, he put his arms around her form, her head on his chest, listening to his hearbeat. "I don't want you to go there and be possibly dead, when I just got you back, not again,"

He closed his eyes and remembered, their life before it all, how happy they were, all of theme. First Order destroyed it all, Snoke destroyed it and now, he'll de defeated. For good. "They're gonna be sucesfull, I know that. Still, there's some kind of fear inside me, that I cannot throw away," She whispered and closed her eyes, rolling her hands into fists.

"You think of his as a father you never had," He can't help, but to feel a little needle in his heart. "He'd dissapoint you, he was always good at it," He says and steps away, trying to ran away from memories that comes to his mind. His nine years old form running and laughing, with Han Solo after him. He shakes his head and turns to her once again. "Where's the map?"

Scavenger forms her lips into thin line and doesn't say a word. He smirks and cocks his head a little. "How about a deal, then?" That words finally gets her attention. Oddly familiar hazel eyes looks interested. "You were four then, right? When they left you on Jakku. I'm sure, that there," He points at her head and walks closer. "Are memories about them, who they are, how they look like," She trembles and her gaze turns into fearfull one. "Give me the map, then I'll tell you who they are,"

He looks up, when she finds him. Dark, deep eyes are fixed on stars above them. It is a beautiful night, almost whole sky clear, some clouds slowly passing by. She sighs and slowly makes her way down the stairs. With her dress behind her, she leans on the barrier. "You're a mission," He says out of nowhere. "I know," She replies softly and smiles at sign of moon.

His gaze turns to her and he breathes deeply. She's stunning, just like the day he met her, but her eyes... Their colour is a suprise, she once told him, that her parents and brother have brown eyes and light brown, brown and black hair. But she's image of her grandfather and grandmother. Blonde curls and deep, blue eyes. "Are those people so important? That planet as well?" He asks, but already knows the answer.

"You'll understand one day, I own them protection. My accesors would roll in their graves if I ran away," She jokes and looks up. "My brother, he wasn't the only one who heard him. My grandfather appeared in my dreams, all my grandparents did. They always told me, how proud they were for us," She sighs and fists her hands. "It's all gone now, my hope, my family's hope, I'm gone,"