Part One

Kylo got up to his feet. He felt his chest heavy. With pain? Maybe just a glimpse. No, what was laying heavy on his chest wasn't pain, it was rage, fury. He wanted revenge. He wanted to march up to that piece of junk ship and slash the door open with his lightsaber and then kill every last one of them. And then kill her.

Destroy her.

Her.

He swallowed hard. That was stupid. Rage was good, he needed that to fuel his power, but he was trained better than this. He won't act now. He could wait. He would wait; and when the right moment would present itself to him, he won't hesitate. Just like he didn't hesitate with Han, or Luke; he won't hesitate with her. It was time he stopped telling himself that she was special. She wasn't. She was nothing. Her abilities, those were amazing, but if he couldn't have them, no one would.

Turning around, towards his soldiers he said: "Search every single corner of this planet. If any of those rats are here, I want them found and killed."

"But, Ren," Hux started but immediately stoped when Kylo glared at him. "I mean, Supreme Leader, there is clearly nobody here."

Kylo took a few steps until he came face to face with the general."What are you suggesting?"he asked ominously.

"That perhaps they have already escaped." General Hux didn't seem so sure of his own words anymore.

Kylo smiled, and it made him look even more dangerous than before. "You wish to tell me what to do?"he inquired of the general as he slowly started moving his hand, closing the Force around Hux's throat.

"N-n-no, Su..preme Lea...der," Hux chocked out.

Kylo let go of him. "Very well then. Search this island," he told the stormtroopers, "every.single.inch. NOW!"

"Where will you be, Supreme Leader? Where should we report?" Hux asked.

"I'll be on the Supremacy," Kylo answered and saw the General flinch at the mention of their former leader's ship. "My ship," he then added just to see the expression of annoyance on Hux's face.

Rey was sat on a bench looking out into space. They weren't going anywhere at the moment, Leia was trying to contact some of her old friends but nobody seemed to want to help. They didn't believe in the Resistance anymore and she didn't blame them. They were far too little in number to pose any kind of threat to the First Order. The only thing they had was hope. But Rey doubted she still had any. For herself,for them...for him.

She was so sure he was gonna turn, she had seen his future. More than that, she had seen the light in him, so much stronger than the darkness. Yet he chose wrong. And then he had made her choose. Had she chosen wrong?

Rey forced that thought out of her mind. No, she hadn't. She chose right. How could she have stayed with him? Let all her friends die? And then what, what would have happened to her, to both of them?

Yes, she had chosen right. But she knew it wasn't only for this reason; she knew that she hadn't taken Kylo's hand because she didn't want him, she wanted Ben.

It happened, quickly and naturally, just like it had happened when she closed the door to the ship. A pull in her mind, waking the force within her, and a pull in her heart, one that she chose to ignore. She looked up and there he was, like a dark lord with his black cape around his body. Something was different about him now, on Crait he had looked betrayed, almost hurt; now he looked void of any other emotion but anger.

Kylo looked around her, and for a minute, she panicked thinking he might be able to see her surroundings; but then his eyes rested on her face.

"What happened in the thrown room?" he demanded.

She said nothing.

"Where is my lightsaber?" he demanded louder this time, annoyed by her silence.

Yet, she didn't reply. But she could feel her body tense.

Kylo smashed his gloved fist on the table and she jumped; that satisfied him. "Fine," his voice was eerily calm, "you don't want to talk? I'll talk." He moved around the table and walked up to her as he spoke. "The Resistance's days are numbered. I am going to hunt you down and kill every last of those rats you call friends." His voice grew quieter as he moved closer to her. When they were only a few inches apart, he scooped down to her level and looking her straight in the eyes, he whispered: "I am going to burn whatever is left of your pitiful Resistance and I am going to destroy you, scavenger."

He was gone the next second, the connection between them breaking. Rey found it hard to breath. He had done this before, he had threatened her and said awful things before, but something was different this time. Something in him seemed to have snapped, the very thin cord that was still connecting Kylo Ren and Ben Solo had finally broken. Ben Solo was truly dead.

Rey felt the warm tears on her cheeks and she felt angry. She had already shed too many tears for a man that didn't deserve them; a man that couldn't be saved.

"Rey?"

She heard Finn's gentle voice behind her and she quickly wiped her tears before turning around to face him.

"Yes, Finn." She smiled at him.

"Are you alright?" He gave her a curious look.

"Of course," she said as she got up. "So, do we know where we're going yet?"

He smiled and nodded. "Somebody replied to General Organa's call. Poe is taking us there right now."

"Is Poe flying the Millennium Falcon as we speak?" Rey questioned, narrowing her eyes.

"He's a great pilot," he reassured her.

"Is Chewie with him?"

"I don't know where that thing is and I don't think it likes me." Finn confessed.

"Maybe you should stop refering to him as a thing and see where you go from there," she said as she started exiting the room.

"Where are you going?"he asked, following after her.

"I'm going to check on Poe. You should get some rest." She gently patted his arm and smiled at him, then left towards the cockpit.

AN: so I decided to give this a go...let me know what you guys think and if you want to read more of this. Also, make sure to check out my other story Reylo Oneshots :)