A/N: I'm so glad a lot of you like the first chapter of this ongoing fanfic, I will try to update daily but I'm at college this week and we break up soon so if updates are slow please be patient T_T This chapter is a force bond scene that wasn't in TLJ but would have occured before the second one in the film. Anyway, enjoy!
Kylo
Kylo sat at on the platform near the door as he admired the restraining rig in the middle of the room. A shaft of light poured from the ceiling, illuminating the metal apparatus, conjuring memories he kept locked away in the back of his mind. Rey was here once, he remembered, constricted to the chair, unable to move, fear dwelled in her eyes as she stared into the abyss of his mask. It was then that she called him a monster, a word that cut him deep even till this day. He's never understood why it hurt, why he cared? Or why he took off his mask to prove her discernment wrong? She was nothing to him and he nothing to her, so why did he yearn to see her again.
Rey
It was very cold tonight, the harsh breeze cut like a knife against her skin. It was times like this where she'd rather be on Jakku, the warmth of the loitering sun against her cheeks as she sat on the mellow, bronzed sand. But on Jakku, the pain was much worse. The feeling of isolation would attack her thoughts, reminding her of the tragic day when her parents left her. Sometimes she was hopeful that they'd return, she was still hopeful! But soon or later, the optimism died and she returned to the wallowing pit of her dark thoughts that gave her comfort at night.
This was her routine, her regime, the only thing that kept her sane - an internal battle with the light and dark. It made her feel restrained, trapped as if she was stuck in a cage, her hands tied to a crimson robe as the light and dark engaged in a fierce game of tug of war. She screamed as they pulled and pulled till her body tore apart till all that was left of her were severed limbs, drowned in a tormentous sauce of blood.
Her eyes flashed open as sweat dripped from her brow. It was just a nightmare she reassured herself as she surveyed around her surroundings, her vision hazy. But when she became more aware, she realised she wasn't in the hut anymore.
A metallic sky hung over her and a silver light spouted from its gates, her body was chained to an apparatus, she tug ferociously but refused to let her go. But in front of her, sat a man she didn't expect to see - Kylo Ren
Kylo
All Kylo could utter was, "Rey?", his tone gentle and his eyes widened in disbelief. She noticed his confusion but could also hear a lace of joy in his voice. He straightened his back and curled his lips in disdain, worried that she'd uncover his true feelings. "You again?"
"What am I doing here, Kylo?" Rey demanded.
"So full of fire today, aren't we, Scavenger?" Kylo teased.
"How long are you going to call me that?" Rey asked, distastefully. "You know my name. Say it."
Kylo shifted a little in his seat, her demand made him more nervous than he expected. He'd never said her name before, it was the only way to distance his true feelings, whatever they were. Rey, he thought but the name refused to come of his mouth.
He stood to his feet and approached the restraining rig. She looked into his eyes as he made contact with hers, a concealed spark of electricity passing between them.
"You're in no position to demand anything of me," he snarled. "But I think I will use this unexpected circumstance to my advantage."
Rey
Rey tilted her head away from him as his hand reached to touch her cheek.
"Don't be afraid," he reassured, his words echoing a remnant of their past encounter. "Show me where Luke is."
Though the Force had awoken inside of her, Rey was still vulnerable to his prying eye. He probed her mind, looking for something, anything that could help the First Order with their search in finding the last Jedi. She tried, fought, to keep the image of the island out of her head and instead focused on something different, diverting him elsewhere. The first thing that came to her mind was Jakku and the day that her parents abandoned her.
Kylo
Kylo watched as Rey screamed for her parents to return but their ship didn't stop, it just kept going until it disappeared into the rich, sapphire sky, lost forever. Water glistened in her eyes as tears ran down her cheek. Unkar Plutt grabbed her arm and pulled her away, offering no comfort to the little girl, only the harsh grip that reminded her of the dismal world that she lived in.
Hastily, Kylo pulled away and the memory vanished, it was too distraughting to stay any longer. His cheeks were wet with tears and he briskly wiped them away with the back of his hand, afraid that Rey would see him in this vulnerable state - but Rey was gone, evanesced like a beautiful dream in the morning.
