Hi ! It's my first fanfiction in English, so it's a big test ! Then, I don't know if I'll keep writing this story, because I'm a little bit scared of the...thing I'm publishing. So, I hope my English is not so terrible. I just hope you won't find too bland or academic, but don't hesitate to let a review for giving me your own opinion on this prologue ! Enjoy !

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The guard was half-buried in the snow, but Kylo Ren's goal was to seize it. Because of a very simple reason.

This lightsaber belonged to him.

He held out his right hand, and started to use the Force in order to grab it. The guard began to shake, strongly throbbing in the snow, but it was still resisting to his powers and to his will. This was not at all what he had planned. So, he kept on this way and reused the Force : his concentration and his determination were tensing his muscles and his fingers in his gloves. He was deeply ignoring the wind, his injuries -damned traitor and fluffy dog…-, and the snow, still dropping from the gloomy and dark sky, clinging to his black clothes. And, finally, he felt really satisfied when he saw the lightsaber last extracting itself from the powder snow. He was about to grab it without any problem, but the weapon swirled so quickly in the air that he thought in a flash that it could hurt him. Then, he hurriedly bended back and avoided it. He slowly turned over, totally shocked by what happened in few seconds. His chest rose with each breath as he was trying to calm down, and he eyes finally fixed upon her.

The girl seemed really surprised when she last noticed the weapon she was grabbing in her hand.

She opened wide her eyes, as Kylo Ren was getting ready for a possible duel between them. He needed to concentrate as much as best possible, and he got convinced with this idea when the girl finally ignited the lightsaber, with pure determination in her hazel eyes. He looked at her in the eye despite the wind, the snow and the dark night, and ignited his own crossguard lightsaber before making it whirl in his hand. Its irregular and red light was deeply shining in the night, and strongly contrasted with the pallor of the snow and the blue colour of the other blade. Finally, he saw anger in her eyesight as she was running towards him, and he blocked her first blow while going backwards. He blocked two other blows, and avoided the third one : the blue blade hit one of the many trees surrounding them. The tree fell from half its lower part to its crown, and the girl blocked Ren's first blow. They went on this way, between strong blows and intense parries, making other trees fall and collapse in the powder snow. They kept on this battle like if they were the main actors of a death struggle, and Ren finally succeeded in attacking the girl in a kind of snowy stone hall. He made her quickly going backwards while his charges were getting stronger and stronger : at that rate, she wouldn't stand firm against him for a long time. And then, he could get the upper hand on her and submit her to the dark side. Because, he didn't want to kill her so easily in this snowy forest. Snoke needed her, and her sensitivity to the Force was not negligible. She could be an astonishing user of the dark side as well. He just had to weaken her enough to abduct her again. Then, she would embrace the new power the First Order could give her, and become a great warrior.

The blades were knocking together with an alarming speed, violently banging against the stones in bright sparks. The scavenger finally climbed up the rocks and reached the superior part of the forest after a roll in the snow. Kylo Ren furiously tried to hurt her a last time, but he abruptly failed, missing her within an inch. Then, the knight climbed too and joined her so as to finish this duel. He was trying to keep himself as concentrated as possible, but she was starting to genuinely annoy him. Nevertheless, he had to admit several things about her : she really appeared impressive, with huge and raw skills. She could use her feelings to fight, and her strength was not so insignificant. So, of course she could be really useful to the First Order. A pure and crude power was emanating from her. An incredible one. She was really strong with the Force. But, she was still unskilled. The way she was moving was not so precise and quite hesitant. She was contenting herself with basically rushing at him while brandishing the weapon and screaming. He just had to keep on this way to have the advantage over her, and then he could abduct her without any problem. However, first, his goal was to tire her and to show her he could be the strongest. Maybe he was feeling overconfident, but he knew it was clearly possible. The scavenger first escaped him after cutting an other tree, but they finally kept on fighting. Ren made her go backwards once more, too much concentrated on this battle to realise a complete part of the Starkiller base was collapsing behind the girl. And, with a deft lightsaber handling, he succeeded in obstructing her potential blows : he forced her to block his blow and to finally bend because of the phenomenal and physical pressure he was putting on her own weapon. She was trying to resist him, but Ren could relish the pain and the effort on her face. Only few inches were preventing her from falling down the ravine. But, he had felt it. This raw and pure strength she had deep down in her. Because, he didn't want to kill her. It was not necessary. She would be more useful fighting at his side. He just had to persuade her. So, he said, with determination and confidence in his voice :

"You need a teacher ! I can show you the ways of the Force !"

As opening her eyes wide, she whispered :

"The Force…"

And then, she closed her eyes, like if she was starting to give herself over to something deeply mystical and strong that she couldn't clearly understand. She was drawing her own power from it, as her breath was getting more and more appeased. She even stopped frowning her eyebrows, as Kylo Ren was the first and unique witness of this singular scene. He couldn't put words on it with an absolute accuracy, but a violent effort twisted his face as he was trying to base his supremacy. When she finally opened her eyes again, he inexorably understood the Force was with her, and that she could turn the tables. It was not at all desirable. Afterwards, anger brutally distorted his lineaments again.

He knew what he had to do.

But, the scavenger got the upper hand on him after a deft blow, and started to attack the knight with an extreme violence and an incredible power in her charges. They were nearly unstoppable, even for a more trained warrior like him. It was a gruesome feeling. He knew he was better than a scavenger scum, but how could she try to beat him so easily ?! It was pure aberration. His weapon and the way he was using it to block the other blade was the only thing that could permit him to survive it seemed -because it was now a matter of life and death. And then, she succeeded in destabilizing his hand. The red blade whirled in his fist, before she harmed him at the level of his legs and made him lose his balance. He kneeled, a part of his lower tunic falling in the snow, half-burnt. And, he immediately got back on his feet and missed a new and quite desperate attack. The scavenger hurt him thanks to the point of her blade on his left shoulder, and made him go backwards. After an other blow he parried, she kicked him in the stomach and he fell all sprawled out. Kylo Ren was totally enraged -and panicked- to notice a simple yokel could defeat him. He got back on his feet again with an extreme difficulty, making use of his own hands. He could see her turning around him, and she was really infuriating him now as his breath was becoming erratic and weaker. He couldn't bear such humiliation, even if this damned girl was certainly useful for his own interests. After a blow she easily parried, he exulted, because he had the possibility to hinder her by grasping her wrist -it was so thin in his leather gloves…They were facing each other, and she screamed again with resolution, as she made a success of definitively obstructing him. His crossguard lightsaber was hitting the ground in a myriad of bright sparks, and Ren felt deeply furious when he understood he still had surprises in store. The scum was about to defeat him without any particular problem, and he couldn't accept it. It was too humiliating and unworthy of the Knights of Ren's leader. After few seconds of pure physical struggle, she hit him at the hand, making him drop his own weapon, and finally she violently stroke him in the face. Ren hard screamed before falling down the snow, unconscious because of the shock. And even if he couldn't clearly realise it for the moment, he knew the unbearable truth deep down in him.

He had lost.

He had been defeated by a simple scavenger that had never heard talk of the Force and of its immeasurable powers.

What a squalid ignominy.