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The young sith lord was standing by stormtrooper dorms. Kylo stared off into the distance as he remembered what happened.

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Kylo Ren was knocked down by a sniper. The shot hit his side, not anything worth while. Still hurt like hell though. He was struggling so hard to get up that he couldn't see the sniper about to take another shot.

That's when a white flash went by and he heard firing. He saw it was a stormtrooper. Surprisingly they weren't  dead yet.

The stormtrooper was firing and taking down enemies one by one. No time wasted. Nearly no effort at all. The young sith was nearly impressed.

When Kylo was finally abke to stand, the sniper that shot him was down. "Are you ok?" Kylo remembered the Trooper asking. "Yes. What's your number?" Kylo recalled asking.

"(Y-L/N) 23765."

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Captain Phasma walked out with a Trooper behind her.

"Here's (Y-L/N) 23765. They are being promoted for their quick thinking and ability to defend you."

Kylo could sense the anxiety just by looking at the trooper. "Alright. We'll meet you there. Let me talk with them."

Phasma walked away as the trooper stood firm. "Take off your helmet." Kylo ordered. The trooper slowly rose their hands to the base of the head capsule before pressing two identical buttons.

The helmet was easily lifted as Kylo saw a face with lightly tanned skin. Mostly pale though. This trooper had an undercut, only common for female troopers. Kylo could now see the bits of fear in the trooper's (e/c) eyes.

"Do you have a name?"

"... The unit calls me (Y/N). Sir."

The young lord nodded before firmly grabbing (Y/N)'s chin. He could feel the panic striking through this trooper's body. He could read her thoughts that were forming as fast as her heart was beating.

I'm sorry! I didn't mean to humiliate you! I only went with my instincts!

He pulled the chin closer to gently peck the girl's lips. He looked into her (e/c) eyes to see confusion and a flustered look. "I owe you my life." Kylo softly said as both hands carefully held her sides.

"Sir I-"

"Don't argue with me. Or I'll make you late for your promotion."