FN-3043’s eyes opened slowly. He didn’t hear anything. Just the slow beating of his heart and the whistle of the wind.
He slowly sat up and saw that the sky was no longer black and full of stars. It was blue like that of a morning sky. He looked to his right.
Giant chunks of stone littered the overlook amidst piles of rubble, reminding FN-3043 of what had transpired the night before. He tried to locate Supreme Leader Kylo Ren and his Knights of Ren and noticed they nowhere to be seen. He shakily stood, walking to the edge of the overlook.
The sky was stunning as the sun slowly crept over the mountains of Naboo in the distance. He could see TIE fighters approaching in the light of the sun, their screeching motors getting louder in the serenity of the early morning.
Smoke rose in billowing black clouds from the burned forest. He spied several stormtroopers making their way through the ravaged battlefield.
FN-3043 looked back toward the sun and sighed.
His fellow troopers, his best friends, FN-2358 and FN-1217 were gone.
If only he could tell them what he did. Of how he defeated that formidable giant with nothing but his will and a spear. But alas, they had fallen victim to the battle like so many other troopers and now they would never know of his achievement.
He suddenly felt very weak in the knees and with a final gaze at the sun he collapsed to the overlook, falling unconscious once more.