When Rey woke up the next morning, the air was drafty and created a quivering chill that jolted her awake. She then realized that she had forgotten to fuel the furnace with an extra batch of coal before she went to sleep last night. Bolting up from her stack of hay, Rey bolted out of the door-less room- Rey's cell was the only one without a barred door since she had been trusted never to leave -and sprinted as fast as she could to the furnace room before anyone else, especially Unklar Plutt, noticed her mistake. The fire was long since dead and filled with nothing but soot and useless stone. Rey opened up the coal box and shoveled a good amount of coal and shoved it in the furnace, doused it with lighter fluid, lit a match and threw it in, fanning it to speed up the process. With her work done, Rey gingerly walked out of the room and went on to her other chores, hoping that no one noticed.

Well someone totally did, in fact there had been numerous complaints about waking from the cold last night and being chilly while dressing in the morning. Unklar Plutt had not been pleased from the discomfort of his clientele, and he had made sure Rey knew that when he found her sweeping the dining hall before lunch.

"You stupid girl! I offer you a home, food, and a job and this is how you repay me? By humiliating me in front of my guests!" He roared furiously at her.

He didn't beat her too bad, she had a tournament to win, he knew that, so he simply pushed her down and kicked her in the stomach three times. This was a very merciful beating, if she didn't have to fight she knows he would have gotten either an iron bar or whip to teach her a lesson like he always does. Just another reason why Rey never complained or disobeyed.

The doors opened as guests flooded in for lunch time, spreading out to the the buffet that the cook had set out. Rey tried to stand up but was pushed back down again.

"Get back to work." Unklar Plutt commanded her in a gruff tone. "And no lunch for you today."

Rey bowed slightly to him as he walked away before standing up again. Walking over to the broom that had been knocked out of her grasps and bent over to pick it up. The sound of noisy chatter filled her ears as the guests all began to socialize together. Rey looked over at them with their fancy clothes, expensive jewelry, and imploded stomachs. She loathed these people and their sick, twisted idea of entertainment and amusement. Kidnapping, buying, and selling people into the ring to watch them kill each other. If she could have her way, she'd watch this entire place burn along with them.

Rey caught her thoughts and shook them away. No. She can't think like that, what would he parents think of her? If she were to enjoy watching these people die at her hands, then she'd be no better than them.

The young slave fighter continued to sweep the floors, wanting, needing, to escape her own thoughts. Rey nearly finished when she felt a creeping chill run up her spine. She felt someone watching her. Turning around she two figures at the door, arriving later than the others. One of the figures was that of Kylo Ren, wearing nice, but not as grand as the man's besides him, clothing. Black pants and robe with a scarf around his neck. The man beside him was much older and slightly deformed in the face, with a deep scar on his forehead, dressed in beautifully golden robes. He must be the master of Kylo Ren, who claims not to be a slave.

"Ah, Snoke Supreme! I'm glad you could make." Unklar greeted the old man graciously, much respect in his voice. Rey guessed that this man was probably important in some way.

"Yes well I was on the way back to my home ring of Supremacy, figured I'd stop by and remind everyone who the real ring master is." Snoke said in a haughty voice, a lopsided grin on his face. "Have you met my right hand fighter, Kylo Ren?" He asked as gestured for Kylo to step forwards. Kylo did so and gave a low bow to Unklar Plutt, but not speak to him.

"I've heard stories. Is it true that he's on a twelve year streak?" Her master asked.

"Indeed." The other master nodded. "And I'm looking to add on another win to the scoreboard for his 289th win."

"Well," Unklar Plutt laughed, "Don't be disappointed when my champion steals another victory. She's up to her 216th consecutive win."

"I'd love to meet her." Snoke said with a grin that seemed to hide a secret motive.

"Rey!" Unklar Plutt called for her across the room. Rey immediately put down her broom to answer her master's call, running over to him. "This is my girl Rey, had her ever since she was young." Rey bowed to Snoke politely, but like Kylo had done to her master, she didn't speak to him nor look him directly in the eyes.

"Hmm, quite thin isn't she? Fighters perform better if their well fed." Snoke tipped off to Unklar, almost lecturing him.

"I've found that when a fighter is hungry, the prospect of being fed afterwards gives them the adrenaline they need to overcome an opponent." Unklar Plutt challenged the other master. Rey could feel the eyes of Kylo Ren, which had already been focused on her, bare into her with increasing intensity. She willed herself not to look up from the floor and wished that he would look away.

"Adrenaline and motivation are second to strength and skill. If a fighter is hungry they'll succumb to exhaustion quicker than others." Snoke disagreed.

"Well, we'll just have to see tonight in the ring. Come on girl." Unklar Plutt commanded walking away. Rey walked off with her master, but for some reason couldn't help looking back over her shoulder, catching Kylo's eyes as she did so. Rey turned and followed her master out of the dining room, listening him rant on and on about the other master's so called nerve.

He sent off on her own to continue working, and that's what she did for the next few hours, cleaned, fed the furnace, fulfill guests needs, keeping herself busy until her inevitable fight. Fight nights would go one about once every two weeks, but that stilled didn't seem like a long enough time in between for her. Rey dreaded her fights every time they came around. She hated having to fight to live, and kill those who failed to survive, but it was the only way for her to survive. She hated it, but it was the truth.

The hour of the fights began to draw nigh, the fighters went to the training room to practice, and she went with them. The room had six people occupying it, now including her. Most of them were owned by someone else, and one man, although very rare, had no owner. Some fighters chose to take this route and risk their lives for the cash reward, but this didn't happen too often because they were most likely to die than win. One man among them was also owned by Unklar Plutt, Ivano Troade, drugged at a bar before being sold here. He was the one who trained Rey in her early years and still gave her pointers now and then. The two of them had been forced to fight each other on multiple occasions, but they did not sentence each other to any sort of punishment, for they knew their master would be angry if his "possessions" were damaged. Ivano was a senior in the ring and manage to scrape along victories for as long as she's known him. Rey could only hope she'd face him once again in the ring tonight so she wouldn't have to kill.

Walking over to a secluded corner where she and Ivano always warmed up together when their fight nights correlated with each other's, they first started by stretching out their limbs and warming up their muscles. Not many words were exchanged before a fight, it was a dark time for both of them, death was always a possible factor.

She never knew her father, but she'd like to think he'd be something like Ivano.

Rey did her toe touches, squats, and was now working on jumping jacks. Letting her eyes drift around she watched the others practicing, looking for what part of their bodies they were focusing on, and which parts they weren't. Her eyes eventually found Kylo Ren at the punching bags, working on his jabs and hooks. Rey decided to watch his training, since their masters are hell bent on having them fight to prove a point. Kylo was fast, she could tell that, he seemed to prefer punches aimed at the head or chest, a couple of gut hits thrown in, but it seemed like he didn't really care for kicks. Were his legs weak? No. Rey could see how firm and founded his stance was, he would not be easy to knock over. Perhaps if she injured him first then took him by surprise she could...

It was then that Rey realized she had long since stopped her jumping jacks and had been staring straight at him for a couple minutes, and he had taken note of it. He seemed to smirk cockily at her as he continued to punch the bag, almost flexing purposefully. Rey scoffed and rolled her eyes, turning away to do push ups. She was only at twenty when Ivano interrupted her.

"Rey, that man over there seems to be staring at you." He told her, bringing her attention back over to Kylo by pointing him out. She glared at him and he glared back. Either he was mocking her or toying with her, and she would have none of that.

Standing up from her down position she walked over towards him, stopping at the punching bag next to his. With a quick flash of her arm she punched the bag and sent it swinging back, when it came back to her she unleashed a flurry of punches, kicks, jabbed, and hooks. The tall pale man walked around to the opposite side of her punching bag and hit it when it came towards him. Rey did the same as his hit sent the bag swinging towards her, swinging it back to him. They settled into a strange back and forth, sending the bag between them with a variety of moves, trying to up one each other with every move. In time the bag ended up at a near standstill as they barely let it swing before they returned a serve. Soon they began to tire and came to a stop, both needing to conserve their energy. They stared into each others eyes as they breathed heavily from across the sack. Neither moved or looked away, a strange air being formed around them. Only when a servant came in to tell them it was time to head over to the pit did they finally break eye contact.

Rey turned away and went back over to Ivano and walked out with him, not sparing Kylo another glance as she strode out of the room. There wasn't a waiting room where they sit before their match, only a long hallway and hard floor. Rey of course was last to fight against whoever wins so her wait was the longest. Ivano went second and won his match and, just like her, gave the loser a mercy kill. The fights went on until it was the last semi final, whoever won this match would be the one to go up against her. Those fighting are Ivano and Kylo Ren.

"Ivano." Rey called out to him as he made his way back into the pit. He looked back at her. "Good luck." She wished him, Ivano nodded back at her, neither of them smiling. Kylo walked in after him, glaring at Rey as they passed each, Rey glared back.

The crowd cheered as the two senior fighters walked into the ringed pit, chanting the name of the one they had bet on, which seemed to be mostly Kylo. Rey watched closely as the fight begun. Yesterday Kylo had taken down his opponent with one move, but he had been an amateur, Ivano was much more skilled.

Kylo made the first move, aiming a fist at what looked to be Ivano's neck. He moved so quickly that her friend barely had any time to dodge the first move before he was struck with the second. Ivano stumbled back and just barely escaped a hit to the temple. Kylo was to fast for him, she knew what he was doing, he was trying to wear him out. Rey was just worried that he would wear out before Kylo, since the black haired man didn't seem to be breaking a sweat yet. After a while of simply dodging, Ivano's leg slid and got caught, making him stumble back and nearly fall over. This provided Kylo with the opportunity to send a devastating strike to his temple, knocking Ivano out cold. The crowded thundered in joyful cheers as her friend went out and began to count to five to see if he would get up and continue the fight. However he remained still and not moving. Kylo motioned for a servant to bring him his chosen weapon for his punishment, having his sword delivered to him. Raising the blade in the air, Rey screamed as he brought it down on Ivano's neck.

"NO!" She screamed as his head was detached from his body and blood sprayed out, staining the arena. Ugly tears began to fall from her eyes as she watched Kylo hand his sword off and make his way back into the hall while the servants cleaned the arena for the next match, just so the rich could tell when blood was drawn and not confuse it with blood from the previous match.

It wasn't her duty to clean up the arena tonight, but as soon as the gate opened again she bolted out, past Kylo, and bent over at Ivano's body. Unlike all the other times, she was gentle in moving his body back back into the hallway, laying him down softly. Rey turned his body on his back and placed his head by his neck where it should be, closing his eyes which had been wide open.

"He's dead." Kylo said walking up behind her. "There's no point in mourning him."

"What would you know?" She snapped at him, not bother to look up.

"I know more than you think. Don't allow your sorrow to carry into the match. It will only serve to distract you."

"Shut up!" She yelled, bolting up and turning to him. "I'm gonna kill you, and this time… not with a mercy shot." She hissed in a dark voice, pushing past him to walk away. Rey ran to the nearest washroom and doused her face with water, trying desperately not to throw up from the horror of what was now ingrained into her head. 'He's a monster.' She thought bitterly. 'I will avenge my friend.'

The time had come, the arena was cleared and the chanting was rising through the walls. Kylo was already waiting for her in the center of the ring, his expression was hard to decipher or understand. The richman above them called out both of their names equally. Each of them had years of experience and a streak surpassing two hundred wins. Tonight would be the decided of who lost their title of undefeated champion, and Rey was determined to make it him. The countdown started, ten seconds till they fight. Rey stopped in front of him. Eight seconds. She went into a stance prepared to attack or defend. Six seconds. Kylo copied her stance and looked at her head on. Five. Four. Three. Two. One.

Rey made the first move. Kylo dodged it and swung back at her. Rey leaned back and sent a kick up towards his face, he caught her leg, she bounced on her free foot and sent another kicked towards his temple. Kylo once again caught her leg, Rey went down but caught her body on her hands and flipped, sending Kylo flying back a few feet. Rey got up to face him again, he looked at her with shock, as if he was surprised that she was able to get out of his hold. They circled each other, unsure who would make the first move this time. They both went at the same time, Kylo went for a throat jab, Rey moved her head out of the way just slightly and went in for a tackle. She managed to push him back a couple of feet until he wrapped his arms around her and pulled her up and slamming her down. Rey hit the ground hard and felt her breath leave her and her body buzz with pain. Kylo aimed a foot at her stomach, but she rolled away and quickly hopped up on her feet.

He charged her, she charged back and aimed a fist for his gut, he caught it and twisted it back. His strength surprised her as he overcame her and bent her arm backwards, Rey began to scream in pain. She must have imagined it but she felt him ease up on his attack slightly. Whether or not he did that on purpose she was unsure, but she saw an opening. Aiming a fist up at his face, she felt her sharp and gnarled thumbnail dig into his face, drawing blood. That as enough to get him to let go, but only for a short moment, before Rey could even think about what to do next he surprised her by sending a powerful kick into her chest, sending her flying back about five feet and slamming into the ground. He pounced on her and held her down, the countdown from five began around the room. Rey fought furiously to escape, but her body was strained and exhausted. Before she knew it, the countdown hit zero and her fate was sealed.

She was going to die.

Funny how she never really cared if she were to die in this ring, but now that it was by the hands of Kylo Ren, a monster, she feared death.

Unklar Plutt made his way to the front as the announcer and owner of the ring. Rey could hear the anger and disappointment of her in his voice as he spoke.

"Kylo Ren, you have defeated my champion. What fate do you decide for her?"

Kylo looked at her in the eyes, the anger and ferocity now gone and left with something strange and unrecognizable. Rey feared that his way to kill her was some cruel and unusual type of torture.

"If you would allow it, my master, I would like to take her in as my apprentice." He spoke loudly, looking from her to Snoke up in the stands.

Snoke mulled over the thought of having another well skilled and trained fighter under his control to raise his wealth and reputation. He seemed to smirk even more as he looked at Unklar Plutt, who'd rather have her killed than in someone else's care. However her master was too proud to deny the decided fate of his fighter.

"Very well, the girl Rey now belongs to Snoke and will train under Kylo Ren, as his apprentice."

The crowd murmured all around, as taking in a fighter previously belonging to a rival was very rare indeed, but is what Kylo Ren had wanted.

Rey looked furiously at the man still atop of her, he looked back blank faced and said nothing. He brought a hand up and stroked her in the neck, hitting a nerve that made her immediately blackout. Picking her up bridal style, Kylo carried her out of the arena and back to his master to prepare to take her back to their home arena and living quarters.

In all her years that she has been preparing for her inevitable loss, Rey could never have prepared for what had just happened. This is not the fate she had expected for herself, nor ever wanted.

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