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She wasn't sure how long they stood there, just staring at one another. Although she supposed, sometimes the words left unsaid meant more than those spoken aloud. Their eyes met and so much was said in silence.

But it could not last forever.

"This is yours," she said, her throat slightly dry as she pushed the words out, her arm still outstretched clutching the Skywalker legacy. "They need you to come back. You can't leave them behind"

You can't leave her behind.

Luke slowly closed his eyes, silently summoning the lightsabre. "I can't go back, not after what I did. How can they want me back when this is all my fault?"

Rey's eyes tightened in anger, her hands curling into fists, "You need to come back because it is your duty, your responsibility. You accepted that, you knew that was your role. You can't just run away from that."

You can't run away from your responsibility.

He said nothing, and her anger grew. Before she saw him, she had hoped their conversation would go much differently. She hoped he would not be this broken man, that he would immediately know who she was and what he needed from him, that he would help her and be there for her. But looking at him, she only saw a shadow.

"Leia needs you. Your sister needs you. Han needed you but its too late, he's gone" she said bitterly, her voice almost breaking at the end. He had meant so much to her but he was taken too quickly from her.

Luke's eyes immediately opened, "Han? He's gone? How?" he muttered quickly, although looking at him she could tell he knew the answer.

"Kylo Ren. Ben Solo. He killed his own father." Rey said, her sadness turning to anger yet again at the thought of the one person she truly hated, her fists shaking in rage that overtook her faster than she thought possible and reverberating on the small cliff they stood on, pebbles trembling on the ground.

Rey closed her eyes in an attempt to calm herself, to find the light inside and escape the darkness. However, she always found it difficult. There was no light without darkness. But she didn't want to end up like Ren, a monster, so tried her best to find the good.

Suddenly she felt cool hands on her forehead, soothing it. As much as it felt good, she shied away, used to the only contact in her life being harsh. She felt calmness spreading throughout her mind, and the world stopped shaking as she found herself once more.

"Thank you," Rey said, begrudgingly, as she moved out from under his hands and stepped out of his reach once more. His hands hung limply by his sides as sorrow crossed his features.

Silence rung once more.

"Help us, Luke Skywalker, you're our only hope against the First Order." She said, her voice calm, her eyes trained on the floor "They will destroy anything that stands in their way. Genocide, Infanticide, countless massacres. Life does not matter to them, and they must be stopped."

She looked again into his eyes "You did it before, you can do it again"

He said nothing, and began to walk away. But before she could become affronted, he gestured for her to follow, and they began a long winding walk down the other side of the cliff.

Rey still had not gotten used to the green of these new worlds. The majority of her life had been spent in a sea of brown sand, and now she was discovering colours she had forgotten existed, that she had known once upon a time.

Luke led them into a small stone hut. It was quite bare, with only a bed in the corner, a small closet she assumed was the bathroom and a cabinet stocked with food. Her eyes were drawn to a lightsabre with a thick covering of dust on mantelpiece of the fireplace.

"What is your name?"

"Rey," her eyes narrowed when he showed no response to this.

"You must tell me what has happened. The force is changing, coming alive in a way I have never seen before and I must know why. You must have felt it too, you are strong with the force." He said, sitting down stiffly onto the bed, leaving the only chair in the corner for her.

"I must say that I am very new to the rebellion. I only joined a week ago" Rey admitted as she sat herself down on the creaky chair and removing her jacket, pointedly ignoring his comment on the force.

"Only a week ago? Why would a new recruit be tasked with finding me? Surely my sister would rather have the job? Although I'm not sure I'd like the reunion as it would probably involve some colourful language."

"Well, as much as your sister did want to find you herself, she said that I should do it because I delivered the map to find you" Rey replied, not mentioning the lightsabre connection.

"How did you find it?" Luke questioned, seemingly troubled. Rey assumed that he hoped he'd never be found.

What could drive a man to leaving everything important to him behind? Why would he throw them all away like they were junk?

"It's kind of a long story, but all in all my friends and I protected a droid with the map from the first order and delivered it to the rebellion." Rey once again avoided the question. She didn't want him to know.

"Yes, but how?" he repeated, sensing her avoidance, his eyes narrowing at her slightly as he leaned forward in earnest.

"I found a droid on my planet of Jakku," she stopped, looking at him, searching for something. He stared back, waiting expectantly.

"Yes, and?" he said, waiting for a response and watching her grow steadily more angry.

"You aren't going to say anything, are you" she said, steadily, the cliff shaking once more. "I was waiting for you. I've always been waiting for you but you never came. You NEVER CAME! I waited every day. EVERY SINGLE DAY! You promised me, you promised me! You dumped me like trash on a trash planet! That was always what you thought of me, wasn't it?! And now you won't even acknowledge who I am!" Her voice had risen to a scream, as she stood up, her head in her hands, sobbing as 10 years' worth of emotions, of notches on the wall burst out of her.

Outside the sea began to get rougher, and she heard birds cawing in panic as the world went as mad.

"I'm so sorry Rey," He hadn't said her name before now, pretending he didn't know it, and it just made her cry harder, "I had to leave you, I'm so sorry! After what he did, he killed all of them! He killed all of the younglings I had in training. He was the oldest, my top student. I saw so much good in him, but I ignored the dark. I should have seen it, seen it growing inside of him. But I was too late. He killed them all, children – infants! You weren't there, you hadn't shown signs of the force. We generally tried to keep you out of the spotlight to keep you safe, only telling you stories of the rebellion, of what we had done."

He broke down, father and daughter mirrors of each other as his head fell into his hands. "It was my fault he went that way. I started his training too late, favoured him too much, and glorified the power of my father. I was also too harsh on him, he wasn't allowed to see his mother, he had to train harder than the others, and criticism was often given. I crippled him. I broke him and he reformed into a monster. A monster of my own creation and he blamed me for it."

"When I walked into that room, and saw their tiny bodies on the floor, that horrible smell permeating the air. Saw him standing over their corpses. I knew what I had done. What I had to do. I had to get you and your mother away. But… But…"

He broke down again, and Rey grew afraid as the force trembled with his emotions "He had gotten her too, the light of my life. He killed her while she slept. She couldn't even defend herself because he knew she'd put up a darn good fight"

Rey began to choke on her own sobs. She hadn't known her mother was gone. All she remembered was her father saying they were going on a trip. She had known something was wrong, but said nothing. Nothing until it was too late and he left her on that planet.

"He used his powers on me then, powers I didn't know that he'd learnt from Snoke I have no doubt. I couldn't stop him from leaving, although I'm not sure what I would have done if I could."

"As soon as I regained my functions I took you to Jakku, where he would never find you. Although under control of the First Order it was vast, and with your early knowledge of technology I knew you would get on well as your grandfather had in a similar circumstance. I never wanted to leave you, but you were in too much danger from him – from me"

"But you never fought for me! You said you'd come back for me and you didn't! A father is supposed to do what is best for their child! Do you think it was best that I have been hungry for 10 years? That I have been beaten? That I cried myself to sleep for years because my family didn't love me, until I covered it up with childish lies that they one day would come back for me? No child should feel how I felt. How I feel. Death would have been better for me. You are no father to me!" she screamed, tears streaming down her face.

She heard the breath come out of him like a punch in the stomach, and the child inside of her who loved her father more than anything in the world wanted to give him a hug and take back her words. But the woman who grew up hard and strong too early stood tall and pushed the feelings back.

"It is not too late. There is still time to stop Ren. I have weakened him, and their fleet has been severely cut, but the resistance cannot do this without you. You are their beacon." She said coldly, her voice rising at the end as she stared at what had once been her beacon of hope now extinguished.

"I will go with you," he replied, and Rey felt a weight be pulled off her shoulder, before crashing down once more at his next words. "But only if I can train you. You have no control. You have more power than I have ever seen, more than myself, more than Ben, more than Anakin Skywalker. But you have not been trained in the force and are therefore a danger to yourself and others."

Rey struggled to keep her anger under control. Now he wants to be with me, because I am strong with the force? How dare he?! But I can't do that to the people of the rebellion, to Leia, to the billions murdered by the first order. I cannot cost the rebellion a future because of my issues.

"I accept," She said curtly, brushing non-existent dust off her trousers, "We must leave at once, the First Order are regrouping fast and I must check on my friend"

Luke nodded, getting to his feet and turning towards the lightsabre on the mantelpiece. Before she could stop herself she shouted "Why are you getting that one? I brought you your lightsabre!"

"That Lightsabre is no longer mine – it is yours. It took all my power at manipulating the force to make it come to my hand. It clearly belongs to you. I must settle with the sabre of my own creation."

To test his belief, Rey put the tiniest amount of energy and thought into summoning the Skywalker lightsabre, and in a flash it was in her hands again.

They stared at each other once more – back where they started.

Hi! I finally saw TFA after months of waiting, and immediately went on to find some fics, but there are surprisingly few. To fill that hole in my life, I have decided to write a fic instead, so I apologise for bad quality or mistakes etc. I love Star Wars and only want to expand on it because I will be dying until the next film comes out.

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