WARNING: in reading this fic, you are agreeing to being spoiled for the Last Jedi. If you would not like to be spoiled, don't read this. If you've already seen the movie (I saw it yesterday, and it is so. good. While I was watching it I thought it was a little too funny for a Star Wars movie, but now all I can think is OMG ALL THE REYLO) then go ahead and read it. There won't be any TLJ spoilers until about the fifth chapter, this beginning stuff is all Episode VII.
"Where am I?" I looked up. I hadn't realized that she was awake. I hesitated a moment, then said, "You're my guest."
"Where are the others?"
"You mean the murders, traitors, and thieves you call friends?" She only stared at me. "You'll be relived to hear I have no idea." She studied me curiously. She was afraid, I could sense it, but I could also tell that I was beyond anything she'd ever seen. "You still want to kill me," I said. "That happens when you're being hunted by a creature in a mask." Her accent was thick, so unlike my own, as she said that. I considered her for a moment, wondering. Then, slowly, I lifted my hands to my head and pressed a button on either side, right above my temples. The mask compressed and came off, and I dropped it in an ashtray. She stared, surprised, at my face. People always expected me to be old, ugly, or at least disfigured, not unlike my grandfather. He was all those things. My youth tends to shock people. After a moment, her face settled back into a neutral expression, her own mask of confidence. "Tell me about the droid." I'm done playing. I'm done pretending and being courteous. I will take what I want. I could see her gears turning, trying to find a way around my command. After a second, filled to bursting with nervous (you mean sexual, Ben) tension, she began to talk in rapid-fire fact mode. "He's a BB unit with a selenium drive and a thermal hyperscan vidicator-" My patience was gone. I cut her off. "He's carrying a section of a navigational chart. We have the rest, recovered from the archives of the Empire. We need the last piece. And somehow, you convinced the droid to show it to you. You, a scavenger." I spat the final word out with as much venom as I could muster. It wasn't much. For some reason, this girl seemed to be affecting my ability to be malicious. However, my words had the intended effect. She reacted, surprised, as if she thought that the First Order is not capable of finding all the information they need on a person. "You know I can take whatever I want." I began to probe her mind. Her eyes became uncertain as I moved closer to her. My hand moves, almost of its own accord, up towards her face. She recoiled away from me, but had no wiggle room in her restraints. I almost touched her face. I stopped myself, just barely, a centimeter away from her. I almost jumped back - I felt something I'd never felt before. A connection… a kindred energy? A spirit like to my own? I didn't know what it was, only that it was dangerous, and powerful, and seductive, and amazing, and I hated it. I hated every part of it. Being of the Dark Side, I had become very good at using my hatred. It increased the pressure of my probing in the girl's mind tenfold. "You're so lonely… so afraid to leave…" I smile slightly. She was giving me everything. "At night, desperate to sleep. You imagine an ocean - I see it. I see the island." Her face was wet and bright with tears, and for some reason, I wanted to stop. But I resisted that urge. I continued my narrative of her mind. "And Han Solo… you feel like he's the father you never had. He would have disappointed you." She gritted her teeth and stared me down. "Get. Out. Of. My. Head." I leaned closer to her, almost like I needed the physical closeness with this girl… but that was impossible, considering that I didn't know her. Nobody would ever want me, ugly and evil as I was. But this girl - Rey, I remembered. I resolved to start calling her Rey in my mind - was pure and innocent. A vessel of the light. So why was I so attracted to her? I focused. "I know you've seen the map. It's in there… and now you'll give it to me. Don't be afraid. I feel it too."
"I'm not giving you anything." Her voice was hard and resolute. Her mind was made up. She would fight me with every fiber of her being, and for some reason, I wouldn't want it any other way. "We'll see," I said skeptically, and resumed picking her brain. Suddenly I slammed into a mental barrier. I started to attack it, but it did nothing. I felt it begin to push me backwards. All my confidence melted off my face, and then suddenly I was seeing my own mind. She began to speak. "You… you're afraid. That you will never be as strong as Darth Vader." I pulled my hand away. I was not ready for that kind of raw power. I turned away and walked out of her cell.
A few hours later, I returned. "Rey," I whispered. "What do you want?"
"You know what I want." I breathed. Being inside her head, I knew she was confused by me. She didn't know what to make of me. "Kylo Ren, you are a monster, and a failure. You won't get anything from me. Get out." I wouldn't. I touched her hand, her cheek, and she didn't react at all. I was overtaken by a sudden inexplicable urge to press my mouth to hers. Why did I feel that way? You need something, whispered her voice. You are desperate. I shook my head as if that would get her out of it. "Keep your filthy scavenger mind out of mine."
"As you wish."
As I walked out I thought of the need I felt for physical closeness with her. Rey, I forced myself to think. Her name is Rey. I wasn't sure why I cared to much that she had a name. But apparently, I did. I couldn't let her escape. I told myself it was because of her power. I walked past an idle stormtrooper and said, "go into that cell and guard the girl. Do not leave your post until specifically instructed by me to do so." He nodded and walked back in the direction I came from.
So...
Is it good? I basically have the other chapters written but... I don't know. If it sucks, tell me, and I'll just scrap it. I think it could go places, though. Just saying. And I have good ideas. There will be lemon though, in later chapters. I swear that there will be no rapey stuff. It will all be consensual. BE PREPARED FOR A (probably badly-written, but still somehow good) REYLO ADVENTURE!
I love you all.
Allie.