Author's note: Now the beautiful story begins. Please comment any ideas or thoughts you have on the chapter. Happy reading! Also, sorry for the mishap on the formatting. I have no clue what happened. I hope it won't happen again.
I jerked awake, the feeling of someone… something watching me. A metallic clank reminded me that I wasn't back home on Jakku. In a panic, I looked around and noticed my wrists and ankles were cuffed down and I was almost completely upright.
How did I fall asleep here? I asked myself. Then I remembered. Sitting right in front of me, Kylo squatted, his head slightly cocked, just watching me wake up. He had probably been watching me for hours.
"Where am I?" I asked, stupidly. He didn't respond at first, thinking of the perfect response.
"You're my guest," He replied, calmly.
"Where are the others?" I implied.
"You mean the murderers, traitors and thieves you call friends?" He asked. "You will be relieved to hear that I have no idea." I sighed lightly. My friends were safe, for now. My breathing heavy, I stared straight into his mask with as much courage as I could muster. "You still want to kill me," He noted.
"That's happens when you're being hunted by a creature in a mask," I emphasized the word creature, trying to sound scary, although I knew he didn't buy it. Instead, like he was offended or something, he stood up slowly, and pulled his hands to his mask. Something clicked, and he pulled his helmet off. I held my breath, waiting to see what horrible face he had. My eyes widened at the sight. He had perfect, dark shaggy hair, hazel eyes, and a strong jawbone.
You look a lot better than the guys on Jakku, I thought, as if he could hear me.
A smirk tugged at the corner of his lips, as if mocking me. I pushed a thought out of my head. I looked him over, finally getting a chance to notice every feature. He held his mask in one hand, walking over to a small pedestal. He heavily placed the mask down in a pile of ashes before looking back at me. I didn't really want to know what the ashes were made of. I kept trying to look away, but my eyes weren't cooperating. I kept glancing at him as he stared me down, like I had something he needed.
"Tell me about the droid," He said. His voice was a lot nicer and easier to listen to without his mask. It was almost kind.
I thought furiously about what I could say, and I knew it wouldn't work. But I had nothing else to say. "He's a BB-unit with a Selenium drive and a thermal hyperscan vindicator, a-"
He interrupted. "He's carrying a section of a navigational chart. We have the rest. Recovered from the archives of the empire. But we need the last piece. And somehow you convinced the droid to show it to you," He paused. "You. The scavenger." It hurt to think about my lonely life. My eyes started to tear up, so I looked away. I shook my head. I fought for the resistance.
"You know I can take whatever I want." I looked back at him, silently. He pushed his hand near my face. Resting his arm lightly on my shoulder, I could tell he was straining his muscles. My vision went fuzzy. A pain appeared behind my temples. The more I tried to resist, the harder he pushed.
"You're so lonely," He said, pitiful. "So afraid to leave." I could feel my cheeks warming as tears rolled down my face. I didn't like to think about my past life, how lonely I was.
"At night, desperate to sleep…" My shaking was getting worse and worse the more he learned.
I must stay strong. Fight it Rey
"You imagine an ocean. I see it. I see the island," He was so calm. The pain was so bad, it was like when I didn't have enough food for days on Jakku. "You're whole life, alone. You're so sad. You don't have to be," He pulled off a bit, letting me breathe
"What?" I asked, gasping for air.
"You're much stronger in the force than you know. I have never had someone resist me like you did. I can teach you how to use your powers," He completely pulled off and almost seemed honest. I furrowed my eyebrows.
Is he offering me to join the dark side? I asked myself.
"Yes, I am," He responded, like I had spoken out loud. My expression must have given it away. I squeezed my eyes a couple times to get rid of the tears.
"And what happens if I say no?" I question between heavy breaths. Kylo held my arm, ready to hurt me if I tried to move.
"I think you know," He replied. His eyes glinted like he was ready to kill me at his will. He let go of my arm and turned to grab his helmet. "And if you even think about trying to escape," Kylo said. He glanced to the stormtrooper standing by the doorway. He didn't finish his sentence. Instead, he picked up his mask and pulled it back on his head before leaving the room. I could hear his footsteps fade away until all I could hear was my raspy breath.