Violent red and white sparks came out of the bodies of the students. They were young, they were powerful and full of potential. Especially… him. He was the grandson of Darth Vader for god's sake. Not many people in the galaxy know anything about the Skywalkers or their heritage. But Nara knew, she knew everything about… him.
She saw the red, and wondered if it was from his lightsaber, or if it was blood. He, the dark figure that killed so many innocent children, and stripped her of balance; He was Kylo Ren. His dark shiny mask showed her her own reflection, something she felt like is new and unfamiliar. Her dark green eyes were put in the background compared to her bright hair or her sun-tanned skin.
Kylo Ren stepped closer and raised his lightsaber again, she winced, expecting to be cut in half by heat. Instead, she looked up and saw that it was piercing into Ben's stomach, his face was down in his hands.
"Ben!" She screamed, running towards him. Every step she took made her farther away from him, and closer to Kylo Ren.
"Leave him alone!" She screamed again, her face getting hot from anger and wet from tears.
When Kylo Ren looked at her, she saw darkness behind the eyes of his mask. Nothing but darkness and rage and undeserved hatred. But for who?
Opening her eye was the hardest thing she could do. What would be there when she opened them? Darkness? Debris from the attack? Was she alive, or was she killed?
She opened them, and saw her dirty arms strapped on to metal arm rests. She was in a small room with no windows. Only one door, and she was locked to a chair.
"What… Where?" She mumbled to herself, trying unsuccessfully to get loose from her holdings.
She thought about where she could be and only came up with one solution. She was on Kylo Ren's ship. What could he possibly want from her? Torture her more than he already has? He shouldn't even know she exists, little lone that he killed someone close to her. She had nothing to do with the First Order, she had been stuck on Jakku!
I don't want to be here. I'd rather be on Jakku with Cloves than on a First Order ship with THE Kylo Ren.
Just then, the door opened and revealed a storm trooper, leading in Kylo Ren. He wasn't wearing the hood this time, but his mask and clothes still made him look threatening.
Nara sucked in air so fast, like it was her last. Breathing had become a foreign act in his presence. She wished she could be braver, but she knew that she had nothing on her side. Not even control of her body.
When he had walked all the way in, her stood by the foot of the chair she was strapped into and waited for the stormtroopers to leave and close the door. She was alone with him, and the air couldn't be more still.
She wondered if he knew that she wasn't breathing. He only stared at her, and she couldn't look away from him.
He was tall, taller than most of the men she had seen in her life. He held himself up like he was a young god. Not that he wasn't basically a god right now. He was a God to her. His power couldn't be touched by anyone she had ever met in her life. All the blasters and ships in the galaxy couldn't be more powerful than having him as an ally.
Finally, he spoke.
"What do you know about Luke Skywalker?" His voice was deep and mechanical.
If he wasn't a God, he was a demon.
The question had sent a million others running through her head. She was speechless and couldn't find a way to answer. She knew tons of things about Luke Skywalker, everything that the Solos had told her.
She opened her mouth to say that she didn't understand, but he spoke over her and said, "What do you know about the whereabouts of Luke Skywalker?"
She scrunched her eyebrows together and was brought to another sample of questions.
"I… I don't know anything about where Luke Skywalker is," she said, honestly.
She had never met him, nor what happened after Ben was killed.
"I had assumed he was dead," said Nara, finding her voice again.
Kylo Ren lowered his head and put his hands behind his back. He walked around the chair she was strapped in, slowly, making her want to curl into a ball. Not having her eyes on him made her anxious. She had no idea what he was doing.
He did this on purpose. He knows he's terrifying. Why would I know anything about Luke Skywalker now?
"I have ways of making you tell me the truth," he stated, finally coming into view, next to her. He was closer than she wanted him. She figured she would be close enough to smell something off of him, but she found that he smelled like absolutely nothing.
Maybe he is nothing behind the mask.
"I… I am telling the truth. I have no fight with the First Order. Why am I here?" She asked, looking away from him.
He walked back in front of the chair, and asked, "Where is Luke Skywalker?"
This time, she looked him straight in the eyes and said, "I don't know. I thought you killed him years ago. Why would I know anything about him?"
"You were close to Han Solo and General Leia of the resistance. Where are they?" He said, she could tell his patience with her was wearing thin.
"I have no idea! I haven't heard from them in years!" Her patience with him was wearing thin as well.
He stepped once, and he was closer to her than ever. He raised his hand, gently towards her head. That's when she felt an indescribable pain. She felt another presence in her head. It felt like scratching and tearing in her brain, her skull was the only thing keeping her brain from falling apart.
She felt him gaze into her unwilling soul with ease. He felt her struggle under his power
She screamed while he scanned her memories. She watched him going through her memories on Jakku, and then even before that.
She saw him looking at her memory of when Ben died. She felt the same pain in her chest she felt day. It felt like a deep wound being ripped open and all the pain with it pouring out.
"Get out!" She screamed loud, making him recoil his hand quickly.
He turned his back to her while she wept. Watching her cry wasn't something he was ever able to do. Even now. She only wanted to hold her throbbing head in her hands, but was unable to move her arms still.
"Why do you care about when Ben died? Stay the hell out of my head, you bastard!" She screamed before she realized what she had said. If she wasn't dead before, she would be dead now.
"Died?" He questioned a silent moment later, while slowly turning away to look at her.
She looked at his back while he turned, he was tense.
"Sorry. I meant to say: Why do you care about when Ben was murdered?" She retorted. Her head was pounding, she couldn't believe she was being so cross with him.
Although, it felt good. If she was going to die, she would die giving a murderer an annoying time at least.
She heard a muffled chuckle and she couldn't believe it.
"How dare you!? He might have been a nothing to you, but he was my friend! Don't you dare laugh at his death! He was-"
"Is that what they told you?" He said, interrupting her tantrum.
She felt a prickling sensation in the base of her spine, and then she felt cold everywhere else. Why was he questioning Ben's death? He knows what happened!
Her face felt flushed, and she could feel herself sweating from rage. Blind rage.
"You, a dark evil coward that hides behind a mask, killed Ben Solo. You're a demon and I hate you for it!" She screamed at him. She was ignoring the pain and focusing wholly on the creature before her.
He stepped back, away from her and said, "Don't believe everything the Solo family tells you."
He raised his arms to the back of his helmet, making its mechanisms move and shift apart. He took of the helmet slowly, as if he was uncomfortable. In reality, he was preparing her for the truth. It would destroy her and her way of thinking. He knew that.
He took the helmet off completely and held it at his side. When his eyes met hers, he saw her shock immediately.
She looked at his face. She felt her blood freeze in place; she felt the whole universe freeze on this moment. His dark brown eyes met her green. She looked at his pale skin, his sharp features and only saw the person she cared for. She saw the person that held her hand when that frog died and she saw the boy that she helped get away from bullies.
She saw the boy she loved in the outfit of the person who changed her entire world.
He had just caused her intense pain, something she had never encountered before.
She saw Ben.
No. That can't be Ben. Ben isn't evil, he isn't a demon. You can't be my Ben!
"No..." Was all she could get out before she started hyperventilating. She looked away from him and back at him so many times, she got dizzy. She couldn't feel the oxygen in her, she only felt a burning envelop her body.
She cried out as if someone had just punched her gut, and pulled against the restraints, the metal cutting into the wrists. As if she really noticed. They only thing she could see was Ben and Kylo Ren in the same person, it was like something out of a horror picture and she was the audience.
She watched the restraints unlock and she immediately jumped out of the chair and went to the other side of the room.
She collapsed on the ground and held her knees to her chest while she wept into them.
Meanwhile, Kylo Ren watched his old friend from a lifetime ago react to finally seeing him. She must hate him, as he expected. He didn't know exactly how she would react, but hiding wasn't it. He remembered her being braver.
He stepped towards the girl, and said, "He's still gone, Nara. Nothing has changed."
He turned away from her, and left her alone in the dark room. She was better off alone, he wasn't going to get anything useful out of her, She obviously didn't know anything about the resistance or the whereabouts of Luke.
She was useless to him now.