Rey sat meditating by the shore of the mountainous island on the planet Ahch-To; the island she landed on exactly six months ago to be trained by the legendary Jedi master Luke. She breathed in deeply, listening to the waves crash and crawl up the shoreline in an arrhythmic flow.
She had learned a lot from master Luke over the last half of a year. The first thing she learned was how to swim. That was funny to her. It was funny how completely her life had turned around. She went from a scavenger on a desert planet, struggling through the heat each and every day collecting old parts to trade for food, to joining the Resistance and training with the last Jedi left in the universe. On a planet made almost entirely of water at that.
While Rey had learned a lot, she was humble enough to know that she still had a long way to go. The skinny braid that rested on her shoulder reflected this. She hadn't even begun to construct her own lightsaber yet. True, she had a strong connection with the force, but being able to control all of that potential was another story.
The tide was rising. She felt a crawling wave gently caress her toes before receding. She breathed in deeply again, this time reaching out to the force energy surrounding her. Concentrating, she used it to part the water around her. As the tide rose more and more the water seemed to avoid her, almost as if an invisible wall surrounded her body sitting cross legged in the sand.
The isolation the island provided reminded Rey too much of her years on Jakku, and how alone she was there. She had found companionship and love in Finn, Chewie, Han, Poe, and even BB-8. She had been waiting for her family for as long as she could remember on Jakku. She hadn't remembered anything of who they were or what they looked like. The only thing that resonated with her all those years was that they would come back. They would come back for her, and that was enough to keep on surviving.
They never came back. When she had been captured by Kylo Ren and brought to the Starkiller Base, Finn came back. Finn and Han and Chewie came back for her. They were the only family she had.
Now Finn was injured, Han was dead, and Chewie was alone.
Dark thoughts began to wrap around her taut mind. She couldn't help but think it was all her fault. If they wouldn't have come back for her none of that would have happened. She wasn't worth the danger she put them through.
With that last thought her concentration broke, and the force wall she had built around her broke. It pulsed out into the water, knocking Rey back into the sand like a recoil. The force pulsed the water into a wave that crashed over her. The cool water drenched her where she lay. Agitated, She got up slowly.
Great. Now she was wet, cold, and upset. If it's one thing Rey never got used to it was the cold. She walked back to get her robe resting on a boulder. She missed them a lot. She hadn't seen them in half a year. Exile allowed for no communication with the outside world.
Putting on her robe, she sensed master Luke behind her. While he was the only other person on this planet, Rey felt as if she would be able to sense him in a crowd. He had a wise and slightly guilty aura about him.
"You're upset." he said simply. He understood what she was feeling completely. "It's your friends, isn't it?" How she felt drew him back to Dagobah all those years ago, and how he had had the same worry for Leia, Han and Chewie.
She looked down and wrung out her hair. "I just want to know if they're OK." She looked up to meet his eyes.
"I understand how you feel," he replied honestly, "but the best way for you to protect them, and yourself, is to complete your training. Kylo Ren is training with Snoke to defeat you and me. The Resistance is no match for the dark side without us." She could tell it pained him to tell her that.
What he said was true. She pushed her concern and anguish down. She had training to get to today, and clouding her mind with these thoughts would only make the day longer.