Summary: I'll be the first to say that I do not like the sequel trilogy, last Jedi killed it for me. Yes I am in fact one of those people. The problem I had with it stems from the force awakens. So I decided to a little challenge of how would I write The Force Awakens. I'm not sure how much of things will stay the same but If I had to guess, most of it's going to be completely changed. So here goes nothing.

Disclaimer: I don't own Star Wars.

Luke Skywalker has vanished. In his absence, the sinister FIRST ORDER has risen from the ashes of the Empire and will not rest until

Skywalker, the last Jedi, has been destroyed. With the support of the

REPUBLIC, General Leia Organa leads a brave RESISTANCE, in an effort to counteract them before they prove to be a threat to the entire galaxy. Meanwhile a group of monks are unknowingly guarding secret that could very well hold the key to Luke's whereabouts, a key being hunted by an all to familiar foe,

The cold air had a biting chill in the air, granted that was kind of a common occurrence on a planet that was well over one hundred degrees below zero. Even with her, certain make up there were days where even Rey felt it. Still as a result of the cold climate the planet had a beautiful sky to it and when she iced fished, she would often stare at it's beautiful hue

Her joy gazing however came to a halt when she felt a sharp tingle in the back of her skull and that tingle led her to the temple. Typically when she had felt this buzzing before it was because her master wanted something.

The temple itself was large but in a way felt empty. In a way it felt like little more than a giant catacomb filled with archives of tombs and Kyber crystal sculptors, but the force had such a strong presents here that those who were attuned to it weak or strong, felt a sense of comfort in its presence. This time however, things felt more empty.

"Master Vos." Rey called out, but there was no response.

"Master Vos?" Still nothing.

Hey eyelids lowered in a sense of vigilance, the words of her teacher echoing deep within her mind.

"Concentrate on the moment. Trust your instincts. If something does not feel right, it is your mind telling you to be vigilant. Heed its warning."

Rey began to breathe slowly, closing her eyes in an effort to slow her heart rate, listening to her instincts not moving until sharply opening her eyes and raising her spear in a swinging parry. A mighty crack filled the air as she was blinded by a bright green light for a split second. She could feel the heat of sparks briefly stinging her cheeks but she had managed to ignore it. With a loud snarled shriek she swung her spear hitting her attacker across the face who let out a yelp as he fell to the floor soon finding a head of a spear inches from his throat.

"Uncle, I yield, I yield!"

Rey let out a gasp as she recognized the voice of her master offering a hand to help him up.

"I'm sorry I thought you were intruder."

Vos could not help but smile. "ah well the faults partially mind I should have expected you'd strike back."

"You said it yourself; we have to be wary of looters. Though in truth I think, I'll be if a looter ever comes at me with a lightsaber." She proceeded to look at the metal spear that now had a large indent in it. The spear was capable of blocking the impact of a lightsaber somewhat but struck more than a few times and it could easily be sliced in two.

Vos could not help but smile. "Worst case scenario you could always sit on them. You are a bit of a blubber butt"

Rey couldn't help but grit her teeth in annoyance, Vos was always a man of jokes and sharp with something that had only heightened in his old age and given Rey's engineered biology, jokes both about her bulk and large stature were fair game.

"Keep in mind there is plenty of Muscle under this blubber and without it you'd starve."

"Hey I'd manage."

"Last time we had a hunting expedition together I had to cradle you back to the temple and you had a cold that lasted a week."

"Ugh, still rather face an army of battle droids than deal with a cold."

"Face it master. If I left you'd miss me."

Vos began to chuckle.

"What?"

"Nothing, you just remind me of my old Padawan. She used to have banter with me like this all the time."

Rey proceeded to cock an eyebrow. "You've never told me about her."

"Really? Could have sworn I have mentioned her"

"Only in passing."

"Well let's change that then but first I have a question to ask."

"Ok?"

"Where's the grub?"

Rey chuckled as she opened a sack filled with fat multicolored fish. Vos proceeded to activate his saber.

"There is more than one use for these things."

The two proceeded to partake in their feast. Being a wildman of sorts, table manners was not exacly something of priority for rey but Vos didn't notice.

"So who was this Padawan you keep mentioning?" Rey asked albeit in the midst of chewing."

"Don't talk with your mouth full."

"Sorry Master."

Vos could not help but smirk.

"Her name was Aayla Secura. She was empathic and highly intelligent but was also impulsive and somewhat mischievous."

"Huh, sounds like we would have gotten along."

"Oh she'd of love you. She was always one for wit and definitely pranks, oh the pranks one time she put a rubber dianoga in my bed. I swear I hacked that thing to pieces before I finally heard her cackling. If anything was shaper than her wit though it was her saber skills, she made quite a name for herself during the clone wars, while I was hardly around, I was sure to know of her accomplishments. She did her old master proud. I think if she had her way she would have never left my side, but she knew eventually she'd have to let this old fossil go. Just like you sooner than later."

Vos couldn't help but grin as Rey visibly winced. "You know it to be true."

"What happened to her?" Rey asked ignoring the comment.

Vos let out a sigh as a tear fell from his eye, even after all the years, it was clear the pain was still raw.

"The Empire happened. Her squad shot her in the back and refused to let up, according to the clone commander serving under, the last word to come out of her mouth was a long agonizing scream. If there is one way to describe what her death felt like, it would be to say that it felt as if I was being eviscerated. At that moment, my heart felt empty the only feeling I had left was the desire for revenge."

Rey's eyes widened at this revelation. She knew that her master had disowned the original order, but to hear him openly admit to staring at the edge of abyss, it made her shutter.

"How did that go?"

Vos couldn't help but chuckle.

"I still have the helmet behind glass. Originally it still had Bly's head in it. that moment is not something I'm proud of, the funny thing is, when I fought Bly, he never could look me in the eye. it wasn't even much of a fight. Truth be told, I think he wanted to die. He just couldn't face what he had done. In the end I got my revenge, but it felt…hollow. I can't help but wonder if things could have been different had I forgiven him."

Rey gritted her teeth. He was a murderer, he got what he deserved."

"Maybe, you'd be surprised who is capable of redemption. Just look at the Story of Luke Skywallker and Darth Vader."

Rey once again shuttered "I don't think I could ever forgive a sith lord."

"Hey, you could go one step farther like I did and almost marry one."

"Excuse me?"

Never mind. that's a story for a different time."

"May I ask a question?"

"You just did." Vos said with a laugh.

"What was Luke Skywallker like?"

Vos rolled his head in a chuckle. "Luke's unlike any other Jedi I ever met. The Jedi were always meant to be guardians of peace, but Luke was more than. He was an actually human being with emotions. He laughed, He joked. He openly had attachments, but even aside from all of that he was wise well beyond his years and I remember the first time I spoke to him, I knew then and there he marked the return of the Jedi, the Jedi as they were meant to be. I know that all sounds like ramblings from an old man, but that's how I saw him."

Rey had always been fascinated by the stories of The Trench Runner, the man that redeemed the Dark lord. Being an orphan, it was always something she felt that not only were the stories something she could relate to but also strive for. Maybe she'd never travel across space, or save the world from evil, but maybe she could be a hero in her own small way, but there was something that always lurked in her mind.

"Master, do you think the empire will ever come back?"

Vos sighed. "The death of the emperor and Vader both left a shift in the tide, but peace is never something that last. Evil does not die. it evolves. That is why as monks we guard this temple, so that when evil does rise again we will be ready."

rey nodded and proceeded to bow. "yes master."

Vos bowed back. "It's getting late. I think it's best we hit the hay. Goodnight kiddo."

"Goodnight master."

Soon Vos found himself alone. taking the time to meditate on his thoughts, however as he closed his eyes, a sudden whisper echoed into his mind.

"There has been an awakening, have you felt it? The dark side and the light."

I hope this first chapter is good. Yeah, I'm portraying Rey as part of The Big or in this case big girl trope. Think Hammer from Fable II Hey it kills two birds with one stone and I hope I can make her more interesting than what we got in the original film. Sorry for the Rey lovers out there but I'm just not a fan. anyway don't forget to comment.