Hux Part 2

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Journal Entry 08

General Hux has asked to see me tonight… but why?

One thing is clear – he somehow has access to my personal journal and he has read at least one entry in it. It would be safe to assume he’s read everything.

So he knows what I’ve been thinking, he knows what I’ve been hiding. What am I going to do??!!

… think Teisya, think!

I’m pacing the room right now. I need to get a grip. I need to focus.

So it seems there are two ways around this; I could either do my best to try and seduce him and therefore make him feel like he has control, or…

I could kill him and remove the obstacle.

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Bruises

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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.

 

Hux Part 1

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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.

 

Achievement

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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.

Countdown

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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.

 

Suspicion

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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.

Therapy

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Journal Entry 03

They’ve assigned a “specialist” to me to talk about my ‘experiences’ at the Academy.

I always thought there would be a possibility I would fail, but this? A specialist!?

This smells of Reena… she is the infectious disease in our group and I need to step up my game.

I feel Reena’s time may just be running out.