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"I can give you the answers you seek, in return for the location of the droid...and Luke Skywalker." He spoke smoothly, his own dark gaze moving up and down the length of her face, as if admiring the fight and the will she had. If was something he had never faced before, but he knew she was strong from the moment her saw her. He expected nothing less from a former student of Luke Skywalker.
"I don't need your help, and I sure as hell won't be giving you anything." She spat back, tilting her head to the opposite side of which he stood, as if breaking the close encounters she shared with him. His closeness was making her entirely uneasy, especially as his eyes traveled up at down her face, attempting to get a reading on her.
His right gloved hand soon lifted, to rest just to the right of her own head. His face tilting downwards as pressure soon filled her mind, feeling him slowly but surely seep into her thoughts, searching for the answers in which he sought. Her teeth ground together, a look a pain crossing her expression as his own mind poked and prodded into her own. Only instead of pulling her thoughts, her sought to place his own memories into her mind.
"You know I can take what I want." He replied, allowing his hand to hover mere inches from her temple.
"Get out of my head." She hissed softly, feeling the pressure intensify as he plunged deeper into her thoughts, her memories.
A young Rey hurried outside, not caring that the water now drenched her hair, and clothing as she ran. With her left foot hitting the step wrong, Rey was sent tumbling down the stone steps until she hit the grass and mud at the bottom, the lightsaber she had acquired being flung from her grasp. It was the sound of a lightsaber igniting that had her hues lifting upwards. Seven figures stood before her, all clad in black. One, holding a red saber ignited her way. Her small fingers scrambled to find the lightsaber that had left her grasps, only to find it quickly. She could barely fit around the handle of the blade, having to use her other hand to press the button and hold it upwards by both hands. As it ignited, purple light spewed from the saber, her hands struggling to hold it upwards. Was she going to fight them? Did she even have a chance with no training?
"NO!" An older males voice shouted from behind her, the same figure that had greeted them only a day before moving to her side, his own saber drawn and ready. "You betrayed me, Ben. You betrayed everything I taught you. She will be your undoing. She will be your weakness." With his ominous words, the male would take the green lightsaber from Rey, wrenching it back before letting it fly towards the figures, giving him and the girl in which he carried time to run, and miraculously escape. Who was this man? Why had she been saved? Only time would tel just why she had been.
A flash of darkness clouded the scene before her, until she found herself in another memory, one that she had never seen before.
"Wipe her mind. Everything. The Force, the attack." Rey heard the male speak, her eyes blinking as she tried to focus on just who was speaking, and to whom.
"She won't remember a thing. It's best if we hide her, until she is ready to fulfill the destiny you speak of." A woman soon replied. But before Rey could muster up a clear image of either, she saw a hand coming towards her, covering her eyes, then total darkness consumed her mind.
In a matter of seconds the same darkness overtook her mind sending her back more so in her memories to those that had been force erased, a woman now standing in front of her, crying.
"Rey, you have to go." Her mother spoke, squatting down in front of the five year old brunette. Her long brown hair had been pulled back from her face in a high ponytail as she stared up at her mother, a small look of confusion on her face.
"I won't do it again, I'll be good. Please don't send me away." The child begged, tears forming on her cheeks as her mother moved to whip them away, almost instantly.
"You have a destiny that we can't help you fulfill. Only he can. It's for your own protection." Her mother spoke, pulling the tiny brunette into her arms, wrapping her own elderly thin arms around the tiny child as she hugged her tight, holding back the tears she tried so hard not to shed from the beginning of this journey to their departure sector.
"I'm scared." Rey muttered, pulling back from the hug, sniffling as one hand moved to whip her own cheek with the back of her palm.
"I know Rey, I'm scared too. Just know that your father and I love you, and we can't wait to see the woman...the jedi...you grow to become. May the force be with you child." Her mother spoke softly, pressing a soft kiss to the top of her forehead as an older gentleman stepped forwards, leaning down to take the hand of the young girl. Turning, Rey gave her mother one last glance before stepping up onto the opened ramp of the shuttle ship, giving a small wave to her mother as the ramp finally closed, engulfing her senses in darkness.
Stepping off the shuttle ship, Rey found herself not alone. Other children around her age had been dropped off, only to begin making their way towards the stairs that led up to the Jedi Temple which sat directly in the middle of the location they had been dropped off at. Rey, cautiously glanced around before slowly following the group of children that began making their way up the stairs. She looked to be the youngest, just having been in this world for five years, while others stood in their teenage years, ready and willing to go along with whatever this was. Different ages littered the group in which she stood, the children and teenagers chattering amongst themselves, all trying to discover what this was all about, and who had summoned them all. Silence broke out over the group as an older male in white and grey robes stepped forwards at the top of the stone staircase, the hood over his head as he began to speak.
"Welcome, young padawans, to Jedi Academy. You have all shown remarkable connections with 'The Force' and it is here that I, along with others, will train you to become the new age of Jedi. A faction long since lost after the defeat of the Empire, and one that will be needed before our time is over. Settle in, but be cautious. May the force be with you all." His words came to a silent halt before he turned and backed away, allowing the large doors to the temple to slowly open revealing the academy deep within. The force? Hadn't she heard about that in stories from her parents? Stories about Luke Skywalker, Han Solo, and Darth Vader? Those were just stories...weren't they? Rey began her training the next day after settling in, even becoming friends with another few children her age. At the age of five, most of the training was more mental then physical, which would come within the years she would spend within the academy. Years, that would not come to pass.
A piercing scream is what awoke the five year old, forcing her to shoot up into a sitting position in bed. Her hazel hues darting from left to right, then up and down, before throwing the blankets from her tiny child frame, only to push to her feet. Her bare feet padded against the stone floor, her toes curling at the cold it sent up through her body as she made her way to the door. Pulling it open, she heard another scream as the sounds of fighting broke out down the hall from the room she shared with the other children of her age. Closing the door quickly, but quietly, Rey moved to rouse the other children, until all of them were coherent for most part but awake. Just as the last child had pushed from the bed, the door to their chamber bust open, two figures in black standing on either side of the frame, masks covering their expression. One held a blaster of some sort, the other...a staff, but both looking extremely intent on attacking.
"Master Ren said every student." One of them stated, the other nodding as they lifted their weapons, ready to attack. bodies Screams erupted around her as she ran from the carnage that had ensued in her room. Children her age being murdered. Was this a test? Rey stopped almost immediately, her breath catching as she saw the bodies littering the large open hallway of the academy. Younglings and older students among the corpses that now lay lifeless against the red carpet in which they had entered the academy on. Rey stepped over the tiny frames of the bodies, her hazel hues glancing downwards at a teenagers saber that was still in his limp hand, only to slowly bend forward to take the weapon up into her own. Keeping it dangled at her side, Rey continued to make her way over the corpses, trying not to step on any of them in the process as the smell of scorched flesh from the sabers and blasters filled her sinuses. more bodies She had made her way through the corridors and hallways unnoticed, noticing the quick change outside as rain, lightning, and thunder now filled the skies around the academy.
The scene went black once more, as Rey pushed him from her mind, pushed him from memories she didn't even know existed.
"Lies." She gritted her teeth, watching as he stepped back, now understanding as well why in fact he felt so drawn to her.
"I couldn't kill you that night, because I sensed the power in you, Rey." He said her name with such distaste as if hating the fact that he couldn't kill her all those many years ago when he turned his back and betrayed Luke and the Jedi Academy.
"It's not true. You're lying." She shook her head, stifling the tears that threatened to form in her eyes. She had seen her mother, her birth mother. And yet, she was made to forget her. Forget who she was, what she was. She was legacy, the last of Luke Skywalkers students. The one that lived.
"You know the truth, you sense it. Your memories do not lie." He spoke as if almost triumphant of his findings.
"If it's true...what I can't understand, is why you didn't kill me when you killed the others." She asked, lifting her gaze to meet his own dark hues.
"Because you were the only one who didn't look at me like I was a monster." He'd respond, before dropping his hand and sending her back into the state of unconsciousness. He knew he had felt a draw to her, knew it the moment he heard about a girl helping the Resistance out back on Jakku. It was her. The one he let live, the one that in most intensive purposes, got away. She was powerfully, that there was no doubt. But he would use that lack of knowledge, that willpower and stubbornness to find out about herself against her. Perhaps, hold it leverage to taint the light within her. Wanting more, greed at that, led down the path of the dark side. And there was nothing more dark then someone craving the answers they have craved for many years. Who was her family? Why had they abandoned her on Jakku? The plan was forming inside the mind of Kylo Ren as he felt a smirk tug at his lips, his hands slowly lowering the helmet back on into place, before leaving the chamber once more.
