PROLOGUE
The hum of lightsabers could be heard in the square, a sea of black and red clad warriors as far as the eye could see, each wielding their weapons, poised to move on a moment's notice. All eyes were trained on me, awaiting their orders. I stood on a raised dias, looking out over the square at the warriors I had trained, the new Knights of Ren, trained to bring order to the Galaxy.
And then I thought of her, of my light. The one thing that brought a spark of hope to my broken soul, brought hope to my dark heart. If I did this, if I continued on the path I had started so many years ago, I would destroy her and everything she loved. I could still picture her face as the door of the Millenium Falcon closed, the longing in her eyes that was mirrored in my own as she shut me out of her life.
I turn, nodding to Hux as I walk back into the base, inspection of my troops now complete. My cape sweeps behind me, my boots thudding along the path as I walk. People give me a wide berth as I pass, as if they know to leave me alone or face the full fury of my wrath. I let Hux give the speeches – I care not for long, drawn out speeches about how the First Order will bring the Galaxy to its knees. It sickens me, the plans Hux has tried to bring to fruition. I care nothing for ruling – I care for little now that she is gone. She is everything – the light in the dark, and I am nothing without her.
I enter the darkness of my quarters within the cold, imposing looking base, determined to finally do what I must to bring peace to my soul. I need to find Rey, wherever she might be in the Galaxy, and I need to tell her that I am hers – heart, body, mind and soul. I will walk beside her gladly into the light. If only she will have me.
If only I am not too late.
Please don't let me be too late.
I fear what might happen if I am.
