Winter sighed, and she started telling her story. "I was 12 when the empire came in looking for us, and they tried to flush us out. They wanted what we had. The wanted our armour. They wanted my family. We could give anybody our armour, as a form of protection, in times of danger, but it would come back to us. My family refused to give it to them, and the empire quickly made show of them, in a public execution, on Hoth. The rest of my clan kept me hidden, and away from the empire. I watched my family die, I watched them bleed on the snow. One night, we had a defector. They told the empire about me, and about my power, and they came looking for me. I was in my room, when my best friend, Snowbird, ran into my room and woke me up telling me that I had to get away from here because the Imperials had found me. I collected all of my belongings, and hid in a special place that my parents had made just in case something like this ever happened. Suddenly, after I hid, the Imperials burst into my room, and Snowbird played as me. I watched her. She refused the Imperials, and one of them grabbed her by the neck. I heard a sickening crack, and I saw them drop her lifeless body on the ground. They all spit on her, and they each shot her dead body once. I was trying not to cry. After they left my room, I heard blaster shots come from the main room where everybody else slept. Then, after about an hour of screaming, and blaster fire, all was quiet. I drifted off into a restless sleep, and woke up the next morning forgetting what had happened. I crawled out of my hiding place, and remembered everything. I mourned over Snowbird, and then I looked out of my door. I was scarred. All of my people, all 600 of them were dead, it reeked of blood. There were no survivors. I couldn't stand that place, I ran out with tears streaming down my face, and away from all that I knew. A 12 year old, facing Hoth by herself, and whose armour, had brought nothing but death and torture to her people. I still have nightmares about it, even after six years, when I knew that I couldn't have stopped it. Anyway, that's my story…" Winter finished, tears were streaming down her face, but her voice was unusually calm, and steady. She looked up, and her eyes were a deep blue, that reflected sadness and guilt. What she didn't know, was that Elias had heard the entire story, and that he was crying in his bunk, mourning for the girl he loved, and now he understood why she was always so fearless. She had nothing left to lose…
