Chapter I
Welcome to my Reylo fanfiction! I'm Cheese, an artist and writer from the middle of nowhere!
If you want to skip all my acknowledgements, just scroll down rapidly, lol. I've got a lot of people to thank.
I was writing a letter.
This fanfiction was inspired by my childhood drawings of Star Wars characters as dogs and current drawings of Star Wars characters as dogs (I still can't draw humans lol)
Well, anyways, this wouldn't be possible without my fellow Reylos on Amino. They're actually decent people who treat me well and aren't always flaunting their talent all over (like some people irl that really bother me) and they're amazing and encouraging. I love them all so much, each of them have a special place in my heart.
My final dedication is to my best friend who moved across the country in August of last year. Ever since February of 2016 she's been there for me, going through my various obsessions along my side. She was the first person I watched every Star Wars movie with and my best art buddy!
She's the only friend I have who actually treats me right, and understands me so well; she practically speaks my language (which few people do). She was actually right next to me at my dining room table when I discovered Reylo. (Then I forced her to watch TLJ a month later when it came out on DVD haha)
We've both been best friends for forever and I love her so much! I know when she moved, she found a new friend who's better than me in every way and I'm so happy for her. I know she still cares for me and I'm proud to be her second best friend!
Well, anyways, it's time to start Chapter I of my Star Pups AU Fanfic. Enjoy!
Kylo Ren POV
I was writing a letter.
My mom always said I had a way with words; a special talent for writing.
I always knew what to say.
Until now.
I sighed, leaning back in my chair. I reached out with the Force. I could feel the rhythm of a few officers' feet in the hallway somewhere on the ship. I could hear Hux pacing, his mind flaring with anger.
Everything was perfectly normal.
Frowning, I stared out of the window in front of me. Stars flashed by and reflected in my brown eyes.
Suddenly, the Force jumped. A flash blinded me. For a second, All I could see was light.
I fell backwards, struggling to feel for something. My body went numb.
As I slowly regained my vision, I was able to gain feeling in my arms and legs again. Dizzily, I lifted myself up onto two legs again while holding on to my chair.
Apparently I hadn't gained feeling in my fingers yet, because as soon as I stood up, I slipped and fell.
"Unghhhh," I groaned when I stood for the second time. I could see again. I blinked slowly and looked down at my still half-numb hand.
Since my other hand hadn't gained feeling yet, I yanked the glove off of it with my teeth and dropped it on the floor.
I stared at what I saw for a second, then tore off the glove on my left hand. I saw the same thing.
Stumbling over to the huge mirror on the other side of my quarters, I propped myself up against the wall with my arms and peered into it.
A black husky dog stared back at me. He had white eyebrow-like dots over his eyes, white-tipped pointy ears and striking brown eyes. His chest was all white and his two front paws looked as if they'd been dipped in paint. The paw pads were black, as most of his fur was, and an ugly scar cut across his right eye. It looked awful, probably because some fur had been burned away around it. He also had a starburst-shaped scar on his left shoulder and a nasty gaping gash on his right side.
He wore a dark grey collar that had a cape connected to the back of it. He lifted up his right front leg and tapped the side of it. The cape receded inside the collar. A charm with the First Order insignia on both sides of it hung from the front and shone in the light.
He stumbled and fell, unable to hold himself up any longer.
This dog was me.
I dropped onto all fours, which was much easier than walking on two legs and awkwardly walked to my desk and chair. Using my paws, I put the letter I was writing into a box in a desk drawer and pulled out a clean sheet of paper. I picked up a pen with my teeth and dropped it in front of me.
I put it in between two of my toes, using my teeth yet again and began to scribble some aurebesh characters. That was the most basic writing language I knew, next to the standard English alphabet.
They were shaky, but the more I tried to write, they got steadier.
I moved on to the English alphabet and began to attempt calligraphy. My paw touched the ink on the paper and smeared across the white fur.
Groaning, I placed everything back in the box they were in and closed the desk drawer. I sighed.
Suddenly, I heard a knock on the door. Turning around in my chair, I stared at the door as if opened.
It was a Stormtrooper.
"Sir," she said said with a terrified-sounding voice. "General Hux requests your presence in the meeting room immediately." She wavered a bit in her armor, that had only shifted to change her body shape and was probably still very uncomfortable.
I briskly nodded and walked past her awkwardly as I exited my quarters. Stopping for a second to tap my collar so the cape would reappear, I noticed that every officer I'd seen while stumbling down the halls, was a dog. Weird.
As I approached the meeting room, the door opened. A small cat stood at the door, wearing a collar similar to mine.
"General," I grumbled, staring him down. I'd know that ginger fur anywhere.
"Supreme leader," he hissed. "I've gathered together the best officers for this meeting."
He hopped up onto the General's chair at the table. Some of our most trusted officers and commanders sat at the table around him. I sat in the seat at the very front of the table. Everyone shifted to look at me.
I could see everyone here were dogs, except for Hux.
"Explain, Supreme Leader," Hux spat, "Why everyone here has magically become a dog. If it's you and your magic Force stuff, I want no part in this."
"I'm not aware of what's going on here," I said, stone-cold, "I wish I knew. We need to tell the galaxy to stay calm and try to get used to their new forms."
"Agreed," all the officers in the meeting spoke at once.
"Alert the broadcasters immediately, Hux," I growled.
"Yes, Supreme Leader," he hissed.
"Meeting adjourned," I grumbled. My eyes narrowed at the sight of Hux's glare as I walked away.
My claws clicked against the polished floors as I walked back to my quarters. I sighed, thinking of anything and everything. My mind flowed like river rapids.
Darth Vader never went through anything like this. I thought I was his legacy, but turns out, I'm just a shadow.
Had Vader not succumbed to emotions, he would've killed his son and dark would reign.
I am just a child. In a mask. But the mask is gone, so am I just a helpless puppy?
I tended to think like this when I was alone. It kept me up at night, it kept me tossing and turning, thinking of all these things. It hurt me. Pain felt good.
When I arrived at my quarters, I threw myself down in my chair. Staring at the grey wall across from me, I let my mind flow yet again.
But this time, I wasn't alone.
"Rey," I growled, "It's been awhile, hasn't it?"
