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Journal Entry 07

The training on board the Finalizer is brutal and exhausting. But I like seeing the bruises on my body. Bruises mean progress and that’s why I’m here.

I saw General Hux talking to one of his crew the other day. I tried not to stare but it’s so difficult not to. I’ve heard other cadets talking about him like he’s some sort of poster boy for the First Order. I think that’s ridiculous. When I look at him I see a man who understands his destiny, a man who will die for the cause, a man who gives his all to The First Order.

Even though the thought had crossed my mind, ultimately I believe there would never be room in his life for anyone.

Hux belongs to the First Order.




We were gathered in an auditorium, much larger than any room at the Academy. The acoustics were amazing, every sound made an echo. The decor of the room was extremely dark; everything was clean and shiny. Even our new uniforms matched the decor. I took a brief look around the room and was relieved to see that I was not the only one who felt nervous.

I tried to focus – nervousness was not a good look for a member of the First Order. And that’s who I was now. I bit my lip and straightened my back into a more rigid stance. I looked directly forward, trying not to let my eyes wander.

A few moments later, one of the Lieutenants took the floor, clearing his throat before he spoke.

“Cadets. You are the first wave of recruits to be sent here. This means that you will be expected to pave the way for those who dream of a life within the First Order’s ranks. You are the Order’s future – you will become part of a legacy that has forged its way across the Outer Rim to become the most powerful legion in the galaxy. The First Order welcomes you!”

Everyone started to cheer. Some cadets even raised their fisted hands in applause. I stood there motionless, not really knowing what to do.

The Lieutenant finally took his leave and disappeared at the other end of the stage.

Some of the cadets started to whisper amongst themselves when Hux walked up to the podium.

The room fell silent. His eyes scanned the crowd before him. Even from where I stood, I could see the striking blue of his eyes. When his eyes found me in the crowd, he stared for just a moment longer than he should have.

I was too enraptured to look away.

He slowly moved his head to acknowledge the cadets in the back of the room.

“Some of you may not know me, I am General Hux”

A few of the cadets sighed in awe as they realised who was standing before them. Only one of the most celebrated men in the First Order!

“Do not doubt, for even a moment, that what my Lieutenant said earlier is true. You are the future. Look around you, what do you see? A fellow cadet perhaps or a brother or sister in arms? No! You embody much much more than that.”

“You will succeed where others have failed. You will succeed because you must succeed”

“Our path ahead will not be easy. We have one solitary goal and that is to crush our opposition so we can bring control to the chaos. Our goal is to eliminate that which threatens our very way of life. And we WILL not fail!”

“You are a weapon, my young cadets. You are the weapon that will destroy all who oppose us. You are the weapon that will forge a new Galaxy, a galaxy where order will be restored!”

“And yes, some of you may fall, but never doubt what you give your life for, what you bleed for”…

The crowd was cheering so loudly, I almost forgot where I was.

General Hux had an expression on his face that I would never forget. His eyes looked a little watery, but I doubt Hux knew how to cry. The cheering of the crowd seemed to stir something within him. It was evident that this man would live and die for the cause and there would be nothing anyone could do to stop him.

He moved his eyes to the front of the crowd once more but this time, I avoided his gaze.


Hux Part 1


Journal Entry 06

So stupid… how could I not know who General Hux was? Everybody talked about him… yet I had never seen him, not in the flesh. Nobody would believe that General Hux hand-picked me to join his crew.

They said Hux was good looking … maybe it’s his eyes. I dunno. He’s got a darkness inside of him, that’s for sure. A man like that with so much power and influence… that’s what I find irresistible.

As long as I stay in Hux’s favour, I’m sure I’ll succeed. This is a chance, a real chance to forget who I was so I can become someone better… maybe even someone important.

This might also be one of the last journal entries I make at The Academy and I just can’t wait to leave.




Journal Entry 05

It doesn’t feel real. In one week I’ll be onboard The Finalizer. I never dreamed I’d get this far. And all those fools that thought they could stand in my way…

If I knew who my parents were, I’m sure they would be feeling something much like happiness for me.

The Meeting


I had been summoned to one of the smaller meeting rooms to meet with my specialist. When I arrived, the specialist was already there. That wasn’t normal protocol. The specialist was never in the before room me.

I felt uncomfortable, my hands perspiring again. The specialist had a real talent for making me feel on edge. I wonder if that’s why she was chosen to do the job in the first place.

I tried not to stare at the speciailist who I could feel was staring across the room at me. I must have looked ridiculous standing in the doorway like some idiot child.

“XN2903, come in, shut the door and sit down,” she said in a stern voice.

I walked into the room and did as she requested

Continue reading → The Meeting



Our recruit group was now seven down from 10. Two members of the group had left (that’s what we were told) and one other, Reena was missing. After Reena’s disappearance, dynamics within the group shifted dramatically. People whom I had once considered hostile were now quite amiable. Everyone else seemed to be getting along and there was a lot less tension in the air. Everyone seemed happier… well, everyone but me.

It felt almost hypocritical to feel unsatisfied after admitting how things were at the beginning. Everything I wanted at the Academy seemed to be going my way – recruits were friendlier, I had passed every test with flying colours and my future looked to be on track for the very first time.

But something wasn’t quite right.

Reena’s disappearance was making me feel even more vulnerable. As I looked around the room, everyone seemed to be both innocent and guilty. It could have been any one of the other recruits. The fact that someone else had exactly the same agenda as I did… it just doesn’t sit right with me.

The alternative made me feel even more insecure. Could someone be reading my thoughts? It wouldn’t surprise me if a force sensitive within the group was assigned to read our thoughts and report back to our mentors. Nobody would know until it was too late. I’ve never heard of anyone being able to unthink something or erase a thought.

I needed to keep my confidence up for just a little while longer. The last thing I needed right now was to bring unwanted attention to myself. I need to focus all my energy on what lay ahead.




Journal Entry 04

I think the others suspect me. I can hear their whispers go silent when I enter the room. Despite that, I feel better than I have in months. My confidence has returned and I’m coming top of the class in all disciplines.

It seems as though Reena’s disappearance has paved the way for my success.

I’d like to shake the hand or hands of whomever it was that got rid of Reena, because life at the academy has never been better.