A sonic crack of thunder roared from one ear to another. Rey struggled to stand, her boots now sinking into the wet mud. She couldn't run easily in the darkness of the night, considering the hundreds of dead bodies surrounding her.

She stood in terror as she saw Kylo Ren, who she now knows is Ben Solo. No one calls him that anymore because he isn't Ben. He's Kylo Ren, the ruthless murderer of hundreds of thousands, a strong leader out of the handful of leaders in the First Order.

He had a group of men behind him, almost as if they were in a gang. They didn't want to rob her. They wanted to kill her.

Kylo stormed towards her, not bothered by the sticky mud. She heard the familiar buzz of a light saber and saw the blinding opalescent glow.

Another crack of thunder snapped her out of it.

She woke up in a bed after realizing she let out a loud blood-curdling shriek. She covered her mouth, not wanting any attention brought to the matter.

"This has been the third time I've had that flashback, ever since I touched Master Luke's saber," she thought silently.

Finn burst into the room, shoulder first. Rey shrieked again from being startled.

Finn was panting, making it obvious that he darted to her room as fast as humanly possible. She could barely see his figure until he turned on the light, revealing his face full of worry.

"What are you doing in my room?" Rey raised her voice in annoyance.

"Are you alright?" Finn questioned, ignoring her first question.

"Yes! Now leave!" She demanded, grabbing her blanket and curling up in bed.

Finn was about to say something else, but he decided against it, not wanting Rey to yell at him even more.

Once Rey heard the door shut, she let out a heavy breath of air, trying to put the puzzle pieces of her dream together. She feared that it was of the future to come, but she wasn't sure. Although she did predict the fight between her and Kylo in the forest on the Starkiller base. She remembered it all too well.

The brisk winter air was hitting her rosy cheeks, the awkward sweat dripping from her brow, and the blistering heat she felt as her and Kylo's sabers were against each other, the sparks flying out and about spontaneously.

She hadn't been that close to Kylo, ever. She was shocked by how deep and bassy his voice actually was. She could also hear the desperation in his voice. "I can show you the ways of the force!" He shouted over the racket of the two sabers screeching like wounded animals

Kylo knew she was the key to Luke, which Rey believed that was the only reason Kylo suggested the idea of him training her, even though he himself is still in training.

She remembered her heavy breathing slowing down, closing her eyes to think. It didn't take too long, at least to her. She resisted the temptation into the dark side and fought back.

She was proud of resisting the darkness, and Kylo's scheme. She stepped outside of her comfort zone and met amazing people such as Poe, Finn, Leia, BB-8, and so many others. Although they were great, none of them could make up for Han Solo.

She felt a deep connection with him, through the brick wall of his smart ass attitude and sarcasm. Even though she had only known him for half a day, he taught her new things about her undying interest in ships and held the torch to guide her to where she is now.

She wondered what Kylo meant by "He will disappoint you."

She couldn't let go of the memory that haunted her every night since Han was murdered by Kylo. She could vividly remember as he stiffly fell off the dangerous bridge, down to what looked like a never ending hole. She remembered how Kylo showed no sign of remorse or regret, but walked away from it instead.

Then the immediate gun fire from Chewbacca echoed in her ear, louder than her shriek that caused Kylo to notice.

Rey stopped letting her mind wander as she normally did, and decided that she needed sleep.

She rolled over, closed her eyes, and started breathing slow, counting droids.

It was daybreak, and the light shone through the dark curtains in the small room. She familiarized herself with where she was. She sat up and looked around the room. There was a closet, a small night table beside her, an oak built bed, and a turquoise rug on the hardwood floor. That's right. She was in General Leia's home.

She kicked her feet off the bed, touching the freezing floor. She changed out of her night outfit and into her usual pair of clothes that Leia was nice enough to wash for her the previous day.

Rey and Leia were close after Han died, which was only a week ago. Leia spoke fondly about how her, Han, and Luke made the perfect trio. Finn, Poe, and Rey reminded the old woman of the vintage trio.

Rey stepped outside of her room, letting the aroma of a full meal dance around her nose, guiding her to the kitchen. She saw Poe, Finn, and Leia sitting down at a table, eating quietly. The only reason they were quiet was because they were eating.

Rey wasn't accustomed to this atmosphere. She had only come to Leia's house yesterday afternoon. The past week everyone was incredibly busy, and Rey and Finn ended up sleeping wherever they could and ate whatever was offered to them. This was incredibly generous, almost like a traditional meal to Rey and Finn. As for Leia and Poe, this was a typical day.

"This smells absolutely delicious!" Rey marveled, sitting down to a plate that was already made for her.

"Thank you," Leia gave a kind smile, appreciating the idea that everyone enjoyed the food. Han had always teased her about how her roast would be too dry and such. She missed their bickering.

Rey scarfed down the meal, not paying any mind to who was looking at her. All those years of being alone, Rey didn't learn table manners. She picked apart her food with her feeble fingers, throwing it into her mouth.

The rest of the group decided to not address the issue, yet.

"I've never seen you with your hair down before," Finn piped up, noticing Rey's messy oak-colored hair hanging down past her shoulders.

Rey ignored the statement for a brief moment, chugging the milk in front of her. She set it down and let out a relieved sigh, looking around the table.

"Is this a weird thing?" Rey questioned Finn.

"N-no! I just always see it in those three little buns you always wear. That's all," Finn gave a panicked response.

Poe decided to join in on the conversation. "Listen, Rey, you look good either way," he complimented.

Rey grinned. "I know. I just like scaring Finn."

The table laughed with each other. Everyone wanted to hang onto moments like these, knowing it will become more downhill from here on out with this new mission.

Once the conversation died down, and everyone packed up and got ready to leave for a meeting in two hours at the Resistance base.

They were all at the door, about to leave.

"Thank you for your kind hospitality, general," Poe took Leia's hand with a friendly smile.

"Please. Call me Leia outside of the base," she returned the smile, before looking at all of them. "You kids go ahead. I have some matters to attend to before the meeting."

The group gave Leia hugs before leaving her humble abode.

Poe flew Finn and Rey to the base. Rey sat down on the floor, back against the wall as she used the force on random rocks on the ground. Luke wanted her to start off with little things like rocks and garbage she would find; maybe even items on a table. It was somewhat hard to be discreet about it when several people are running around like busy bees in a hive.

She heard a happy tune of beeps come towards her. She glanced up to see BB-8 roll over to her, nudging her to get up.

She dropped the rocks she held. "Did the meeting start?" She asked frantically.

The droid nodded, before rolling in the direction she needed to go. They both ran to the room, just in time. Rey stood near some strangers while Finn and Poe were also scattered from each other. Everyone paid attention to what Leia had to say.

"We need to talk about Kylo…"

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