Chapter 1

All of a sudden, Rey jerked awake after being asleep for a day. She cold feel the cold metal against her skin. She couldn't move her body, because of the restraints, and she began to jerk her arms, trying to free them. At that moment her eyes found him, crouching down in front of her.

"Where am I?" Rey asked, afraid of what the creature dressed in all black with the frightening mask would tell her.

"You're my guest" he answered, words muffled by his mask.

"Where are the others?"

"You mean the murderers, traitors, and thieves you call friends? You'll be relived to hear I have no idea." The man answered.

Rey glared at him then, wondering what this man looked like underneath his mask. She was almost certain that he was the dreaded Kylo Ren that everyone feared and cowered around. As she kept staring at him, he spoke again.

"You still want to kill me" he said, more of as a statement rather than a question.

Feeling the boldness surge through her body, she answered, "That happens when you're being haunted by a creature in a mask."

The man stood up immediately and reached for his helmet. Time seemed to slow for Rey as he brought his gloved fingers to a small, hidden button and pressed it. The mask hissed and came off of his head.

To say that this man was attractive would be an understatement. His jet-black hair bellowed out and framed his face in small curls. His very pale complexion made his dark brown, almost black, eyes stand out. He had full, plump lips that added to his look. Rey stared at him in awe, not taking her eyes away from him for one second, for she might miss something. She couldn't exactly figure out his expression, but it looked a little dangerous.

He slammed his helmet down, knocking her out of her trance, and began towards her.

She didn't want to look at him, afraid that he might notice how much she actually enjoyed looking at him. She decided to steal a quick peak, but locked eyes with him and quickly looked away again. As her eyes studied the wall on the other end of the room, he spoke.

"Tell me about the droid"

"He's a BB unit with a selenium drive and a thermal hyperscan vindicator-"

"-he's carrying a section of a navigational chart and we have the rest. Recovered from the archives of the Empire but we need the last piece. And somehow you convinced the droid to show it to you. You. A scavenger."

The man then paused and looked down. Rey didn't know what to expect but the words that came next chilled her to the bone.

"You know I can take whatever I want" he said, very confidently.

Rey looked at him then, frightened, but a little confused. Confused as to why she was feeling a little flutter in her stomach at his words. Stop it, she thought. He's strapped you to this chair and is keeping you prisoner.

Suddenly, he leaned in and placed his hand in front of her face, only centimeters away from touching her skin. She felt a dull ache in the space between her eyes first, but then the ache spread and the pain got more intense.

"You're so lonely. So afraid to leave" he softly said. It was like he was trying to calm her with his words.

"At night, desperate to sleep" he continued, "you imagine an ocean. I see it. I see the island."

If Rey wasn't focused on figuring out how to stop the pain that was occurring in her head, she probably would've noticed that if she turned her head just a little bit to the left, their noses would be touching.

"And Han Solo. You feel like he's the father you never had," he sneered, "he would've disappointed you-"

"Get out of my head" spoke Rey, wanting the pain to stop. She was surprised to see him relent quickly, almost as fast as he started.

"I know you seen the map," he spoke with his hand still outstretched "it's in there. And now you'll give it to me."

He pushed harder now, harder than he had been. Rey felt fire in her brain, and she tried to put up a wall to stop him. She had a very bad feeling about this man, and she didn't want to give him any information about the map that poor little BB-8 had.

"Don't be afraid, I feel it too," spoke Kylo Ren. Rey didn't really have time to think about his comment too much, for the pain started to increase.

"I'm not giving you anything," she spoke through gritted teeth.

"We'll see," was all he said, as he pushed harder.

How is he doing this? Can I do it too? It was worth a shot, for she didn't know how much more of this she could take.

With tears streaming down her face, she continued to try and block him out of her mind. She wasn't sure if she was doing it right, but he seemed to be getting frustrated. She then focused on his mind and felt herself slip in. She was bombarded by a sea of malice and hatred, but found something she could use.

"You," she spoke, "You're afraid. That you'll never be as strong as Darth Vader."

He pulled out of her mind then. She was shocked at what she had just achieved. Did I really do that? Did I just go into Kylo Ren's mind? She wasn't sure what his expression was that he wore on his face. Confusion? Anger? Amazement? She didn't have too much time to think because he grabbed his helmet off of the table and stormed out of the room, leaving her to lie there.

If only she could figure out a way to get out of these stupid restraints.