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Chapter I
Holding the lightsaber of Luke Skywalker was one thing, wielding it, using it against his former apprentice was surreal enough. Giving it over was an entirely different story.
Rey tried to keep her cool. The tingling sensation from her toes to finger tips heightened as she watched the Jedi Master stare at his former saber.
"Why do you give it away so easily?" No reaction, just staring.
"It does not belong to me," she stated. The old Jedi finally acknowledged Rey his electric blue eyes blinded perfectly against the evening sky. His five o'clock shadow stretched off the rocky cliff. He did not look magnificent or grand like the legends were told. He was aged worn and the bags telling stories of his sleepless nights. Luke pulled down his tattered woolen hood and brought his attention to the sea once again.
Arm now tired she gave up trying to hand over his weapon. He will take it sooner or later, she thought. She grew agitated looking at his back, maybe he thought she would just disappear.
Like all the others.
Whipping way those thoughts, she stepped forward. It could have been too brave of her to stand the same ground as the Master. She was a mere pupil, hell she wasn't even that. She was the irritating yet stubborn desert fly that ignorantly inhabited where she ought not too.
"Are you hungry?" He asked, breaking the silence his eyes giving her a trusting atmosphere. She smiled nodding shyly; it was against Rey's nature to turn down food. Leia insisted of larger helpings to beef Rey up before sending her on her new mission to find Luke…
"Eat!" Leia had busied herself with breakfast that morning placing a large plate in front of Rey along with a tall mug of hot tea. She dug in mumbling a 'thank you' through a mouthful of hash.
The General smiled, a true smile, not the illusion she held as she gave her celebratory speech that night when Starkiller had been destroyed. She was still grieving for the loss of her beloved lover and her only son.
"I forgot how much I loved to cook. I haven't needed to seen…" she gazed up at Rey with her mouth full of food, she chuckled. "Well you get the idea."
Rey swallowed, "it's so good." She took another bite and another finally loading her plate once again. She had spent her night sleep next to an unconscious Finn and having only Poe to talk to, which was completely fine. She liked Leia a lot and the Princess had not trouble taking her under her wings. She could see why Han was always so smitten for her and completely afraid too.
"What is this?" Rey held up an odd looking piece of look-a-like sausage.
"Oh, that's Wormwood."
Rey began to splutter and gag on her food then began to laugh choking on some tea which became to trickle embarrassingly down her chin. Leia join in and a few minute in they couldn't stop.
They didn't want too.
To the present, Luke's hut was reasonably large. It exhibited a lot of old scraps being build from the combustion up or funny looking droids gathering dust is a dark corner. He still tinkered another thing to keep the Jedi occupied Jedi's obviously enjoyed their hobbies.
Rey still collection here and there the small door motor she snatched from Starkiller to open one of the blast-doors during her escape was sitting on a pile of other scavenged juke back at base. A portion was cleared for a small spindled table and chairs sitting about six and a fire place where a kettle was boiling. A small entry way was closed off and Rey suspected that to be Luke's room. The former pilot had many old parts lying around, most belonging to speeders.
The Jedi poured the scalding water into two cup that had already been filled with a special herb blend.
"All natural to this island," he said proudly offering her a seat. When she did she couldn't help but feel awkward. Six chair exactly, a perfect circle no head chair at the end to sit in, no head chair to label the leader. Then she took a sip of the tea. She tried not to vomit and swallow unwillingly.
Maybe the Knights of Ren simply turned because of his tea…
As Luke sat across from her she could help but admire the scenery outside. The sky and sea melded together to become one, all of different contracts of blues that painted its earth, yet they still worked. It was beautiful why couldn't the galaxy be like this? Why was she abandoned on a planet that only housed only crooks and sand? She had missed so much.
Why?
"Why he want to leave here?" She whispered to herself, she didn't mean for it to be said out loud but it had been a burning question ever seen she stepped on this verdant island.
"The Dark side makes us blind; they are ignorant to the beauty and gifts before them."
Luke drank his tea deeply seeming to be in his own little world. Rey won't take the estrangement any longer. "Look, you know why I'm here. I feel it, you defiantly do. Why don't you come home?" She pushed the bitter tea away. "Leia- I mean, General Organa would love to see you. She misses you deeply." Could you guilt trip a Jedi?
Luke only stared.
"Do you do that a lot? Stare into souls that kind-a thing, I've been noticing a trend with the Jedi's they just like…staring," she continued to blab until she realized she was probably talking to herself, till he answered, "what other Jedi's stare at you."
He caught her there.
"Would you at least consider seeing your sister?" She wanted at least one conversation to be not about Kylo. The man plagued her, her dreams, nightmares, conversations; you name it he was there. His darkness had touched her; she'd be lying to herself if Rey had thought any differently. She may have been the one to leave the battle unscathed but Kylo Ren left something much deeper, and she was terrified of it.
Luke sighed, "Excuse me for being rude. I haven't had visitors in a long time…" his mind seemed to wonder slightly before continuing, "When I programmed R2 to give the rest of the map when the time was right, I never foresaw another Jedi."
"May I ask what you were expecting?" For the sake of her irritation she took another sip of the awful brew, it was growing on her.
"Ben." It was a simple answer.
Hell even Luke, how many others thought Ben wasn't fully gone. Ben Solo was dead he died with his father when he murdered him in cold blood. Yet, all still grieved what could have been. She clenched her fists. Kylo Ren took away the only man that had ever shown her fatherly love, the compassion of a family. Han Solo gave her a place to belong.
"He's gone. He's not coming back and he's lucking the planet was being blow up to pieces before I could finish him! He should be dead for what he has done! He had killed woman, children, and men! What would it matter if he did turn to the light? What he has done is unforgivable!"
Rey hadn't realized she was yelling her breath becoming erratic her anger at the world took over, what was happening to her? She sounded like then man she was trying to defeat.
Luke Skywalker stood up and walked over to side of the table and... hugged her. Shocked she was overwhelmed by the warm the Jedi gave her letting the tears fall for she never had time to properly grieve herself as she watched others have their time. She had remained strong for many.
"I had an angry scared boy tell me the same thing in that same chair. He was lost for he felt no love as to why he was sent so far away unwillingly. I dismissed him I gave him no comfort as an uncle should have. Forgiveness Rey that his how we pass what he has done."
Rey sniffled using her shelve to dry her cheeks. "Shouldn't that be a Jedi zen lesson?"
"Yes, but I ever got to tell him that." Luke summoned the lightsaber she forgotten in her rage on the table and placed in Rey's hands. "I am giving this to you. The Force will show you the way with this weapon and as I teach you to channel it from within always remember, trust your instincts. The Force is with you always wither it be with weapon or without."
Hi everyone! I'm Bella. This is my first Fanfic with Star Wars. I have been bottle feed Star Wars sense the day I was born and well obviously it has grown. I'm so happy that I finally get to experience a new gen and bring back some tradition. I just want to give you a little run through because I really try not to make authors notes a habit. So here it goes-
I will not call this Episode XIII, I know it happens after the new movie blah-blah. I get it but it's just NOT number eight you know? This fanfic is obviously what my mind will think will happen but a lot of the stuff I'm plotting will probably not happen in the next movie. This just pure fun I wish to share.
Please be curtious with spelling and grammar. I am a flawed human being (despite what Beyonce may think) I, sadly, have no internal autocorrect.
I'm just going to say this now. REY IS NOT A SKYWALKER! I want Reyx Kylo/Ben (I literally drool over Kylo no lie xD) and I honestly don't believe she is a Skywalker. So for those who ship the couple but feel weird reading it because they could be cousins. You are in the clear my friends.
So thank you for reading. I'm still on Christmas break so chapter will come out frequently, whoever once school starts I may only be able to get a chapter out once a week. This just depends on how the week goes.