The Resistance leaders filed out of the room, under direct orders from their General. Leia looked up to her brother. Oh how he aged. But he looked as stoic as ever...
"Yes, Luke...What is it?" She asked, sincerely.
Luke's expression turned grim. He shifted uneasily.
"It's Rey. I sensed a terrible disturbance in the force...Ben...Ben took her." He was exasperated.
Leia's face contorted into horror. No...Her son...Her long, lost son...Who was so twisted and vile now with the dark side...Took her. She couldn't help herself, she fell to the ground, shaking.
Luke rushed to the side of his sister, getting to a knee. He worriedly placed his hand on her head, he too was shaking.
They shared a vision.
"Obi-Wan told me enough...He told me you killed him..." Luke spat, clutching to a pole, with a clear expanse of an abyss below him. He couldn't help but tremble. The pain and fear leeching off of him. His right wrist burned. The hand was gone. His father's saber, gone.
The evil sith lord stood in front of him, with his hand out, almost beckoning him to join it with his.
"No, Luke..." The deep voice stated. "I am your father." Vader called out.
Luke stared, his face contorting in pain. No. It couldn't be. Please, dear Gods...Please.
"No...That's not true...That's impossible!" He croaked out. He was in immense pain. Not just physical...He was being torn up emotionally. He joined the rebellion to fight the evil empire. Vader. And now, it was revealed that Vader was apart of him. His father. He wanted to die. He didn't want to have to deal with this. He knew the pain Vader brought to the galaxy, to Leia...Han...To Alderaan...To the Jedi...To Obi Wan. He looked up to Vader...And he plummeted down the abyss.
They both stared at each other.
Leia was tearing up, her hands shaking. She brought them to her brother's face, gently brisking her fingers through his rough beard.
"B-Bring her home, Luke...Please...You're our only hope..." Leia stuttered out, a single tear falling down her aged cheek.
Luke wiped the tear away, before he lifted up his communicator.
"I need medical to the war room, this instant. The general needs help." He stated, before leaning down to hug his sister.
"I love you, Leia...And...I'm so sorry for failing you and Han...I should've been able to..." He sighed. "Ben Solo is gone, Leia...That boy...I failed him." He cried out, before he slowly rose to his feet. He approached the door, with medics rushing in.
"I will find her and bring her back. I cannot promise about Ben..." He grimly spoke, before making his leave.
Rey was bored out of her mind. She hated being stuck in this damned room. He didn't leave her anything to do. No books. No holonet access. No screens, monitors, holograms, nothing. It didn't help she was so hungry, and that food in the other room kept beckoning her to eat it. No. She had to be strong and refute it.
She flopped onto his bed, letting out a frustrated sigh. A Jedi wasn't supposed to be this restless, but she was brought here against her will, and now she is left confined for hours. Kylo said he had things to do...Well, how long does it take to do them?! She couldn't believe her train of thoughts, but she was honestly missing his presence.
Relax, Rey...I know you're eager, but I'll be back soon... Kylo couldn't help but be amused. He was sitting in a boring meeting, filled with First Order high command, listening to them drone on and on about their preparations being almost complete for the ultimate attack on the Resistance.
Rey glared up to the ceiling. He was still listening to her thoughts.
Would you quit it, please?! Rey seethed through their bond.
It doesn't help that you don't know how to put up barriers. I have to be honest, it's been soothing to listen to you while I sit here. Keeps me calm, actually... I enjoy your voice. Kylo leaned back in his chair, a large smile on his face under his mask.
She couldn't help the smirk on her face. He knew what he said was pleasing her. She always subconsciously liked the praise, even if she tried to be defiant of it.
Well, that's great for you... When will you be back? There's nothing to do in this damned room. You could've left me with something! And kriff, can you... She felt flustered, embarrassed even. Can you teach me how to put up these 'barriers?'
Of course. What do you want me to bring you back? Kylo asked, compassionately. Which was strange for him, he had to admit. He usually didn't ask people what they wanted. It was what he wanted and what he got.
Uh...I...Don't know... Maybe a book? She couldn't believe herself. Conversing with this cold hearted monster. But she had nothing better to do.
Yes, my apprentice. He teased.
She didn't like that. His apprentice. She scoffed at the idea. She was here because she was forced. She will be learning from him for only a week. And that's it. She wasn't his apprentice. Master Skywalker was her's...Speaking of which, she hoped he would begin looking for her. She didn't want to be here longer than she had to.
Rey sat up on the bed, before crossing her elegant legs. She cleared her mind, resting her palms on her knees. She should meditate, and try to contact Skywalker. She breathed slowly. She began to reach out, calling for him.
Luke...Master... Find me...Please. She pleaded.
Kylo became agitated. His fists curled into the sides of his chair. Some of the officers noticed the suddenly tense Kylo Ren. How dare she contact that old fool. She betrayed his trust. His anger was becoming too hard to handle. He sat up, causing Hux to stop whatever he was saying.
"Is there a problem, Ren?" Hux sneered.
Kylo immediately stomped out of the meeting, heading back to his room.
Rey relaxed herself, before she opened her eyes. There. Hopefully, Skywalker got her message. However, her heart and mind began to fill with...Anger...But not just anger...She felt...Jealousy.
Ren barged through the door, startling the two troopers stationed outside. He slammed it behind him, stomping over to Rey.
Rey visibly jumped when he entered, and let out a small shriek as he stomped over to her. She hated her sudden outbursts sometimes when it came to him. She couldn't help it. He was so unpredictable. She held firm, keeping her gaze on his mask.
"Why are you contacting Skywalker?!" He fumed.
"None of your business, Ren. Why do you care who I talk to? You aren't my master. You aren't in charge of me. I will be released once this week is up." She confidently spoke.
He couldn't help himself. His anger was clouding his judgement. He ripped his helmet off, and tackled her against the bed.
She cried out, feeling his weight press down on her much smaller frame. She struggled, to no avail. He was much stronger and bigger than her.
"I don't like insolence from my apprentice, Rey...For this week, I am your master. You are to refer to me as Master." He spat out, glaring down at her.
She was afraid, at first. But soon regained her composure, looking up into his dark, brooding eyes. She felt herself get lost in his face. His jawline. His ears, eyes, mouth. The scar she left on his face. She did kind of regret that. She shook her head, clearing her thoughts. No. She must focus.
"Over my dead body, Ren. I am not calling you master. Now get off of me!" She hissed.
Kylo secretly loved how she defied him. She wasn't scared of him like the others. She saw through his facade. And he loved it. He...He loved her? No. She was merely a scavenger. A tool. A weapon. She will join the dark side or be destroyed...Not that he could bring himself to do such a thing. He admitted to himself. He... Yes, he loved her.
Rey stared at him, waiting for an answer that never came. His thoughts were unguarded. And they were...Interesting. He was imagining himself with her...In some sort of embrace. Love. Passion. Strength. She reeled back from the thoughts, her cheeks becoming flushed with red as she started to breathe a bit harder. She cleared her throat, her heart racing.
"Get...Off..." She tried to say sternly, but it more ended in a whisper.
Kylo continued to scan her face, his mind and body racing. Her freckles. Hazel eyes. Her dark hair down, sprawled around her head. Her soft skin. Thin neck, visible collarbone. He looked to her lips. Red in color. He wanted to know how she tasted.
He moved his head slowly to her, before locking his lips to her lips. She was stunned. What...What was he doing? Why did he just kiss her? Her mind was beginning to run in circles. Why was this monster doing this? He couldn't...Does he actually have emotions other than anger and hatred? Why was he kissing her?! And why did it feel good? Right?
She wanted to kiss back, badly. Her body urged her to. Sparks of energy went down her body, to her lower stomach. The way his lips molded against her's felt right.
He was in love. She felt so good. Tasted like pleasantries he never imagined. Her lips were so soft and inviting.
She couldn't handle it anymore. She quickly shoved him off of her, rolling to her side. She panted, and not because of the physical exertion used to shove him off of her. She was out of breath, body trembling. Her cheeks were flushed red, hair messy.
Kylo was surprised at her sudden action, and he found himself instantly feeling the loss. He missed those lips already. The feeling of her under him. Their bodies close together. It felt right.
They both stared at each other, awkwardly. Both of them were out of breath. Trembling.
Kylo broke the silence, rubbing the back of his neck.
"I'm sorry..." He softly spoke, his dark eyes still stuck in her bright, hazel eyes. They seemed as if they were glowing, and it was beautiful.
She didn't know what to say. He just apologized for...That. She wanted to scream at him. How dare he kiss her. How dare he push himself upon her. But she didn't. Because she somehow liked it. His roughness, but the way he was able to be tender and soft to her. She had to change the subject, and fast.
"Did...Did you bring a book?" She squeaked out, her voice still quivering.
He cleared his throat, rubbing his face, her taste still on his lips.
"I...Uh...I'll get one now..." He quickly stated, getting up and rushing to the door.
"No, wait!" She yelled out, a bit impulsively. Jeez, why was she becoming torn over him leaving? She should be happy...
He turned to her, confusion on his face.
"What?" He asked, eyes boring into hers.
She looked down to the ground, to the sides of the room, anywhere but his eyes.
"Don't leave...It's fine..." She simply said, looking up to him now.
He looked around, before slowly sat down at the edge of the bed, his back to her.
It was awkward, and quiet. They didn't know what to say to each other. They both knew what just happened. They should be enemies. They should hate each other. But deep down, they both knew they didn't hate each other. No matter how much bravado and strength they put on, they both knew the truth. That what they just did, that moment of passion...Felt good. It felt right.
"Why is your kitchen filled with all the food of the Universe?" Rey questioned, trying to break the tense air.
He turned to her, a grin now on his face.
"For you, my apprentice. It's all for you. You can help yourself, I already said you could..." He offered a larger smile now.
She couldn't help but to smile back, before shaking her head. She now glared at him.
"Why are you being so...Nice? Our deal is up at the end of the week, Ren. No matter what... If I eat this food, I don't want to be in your debt..." She explained.
He rolled his eyes, lifting himself up from the bed and walking into the kitchen. He came back with some exotic fruit in his hand. He levitated it with the force, slowly bringing it closer to her. It was all yellow, and round in shape.
She caught it with her hand, eyeing it, then her gaze went up to him.
"It won't kill you, Rey. Eat it." He commanded.
She continued to eye him, before taking a small bite of the fruit. Her stomach growled, and it tasted...Delicious. It was very sweet and juicy, and she never tasted anything like it before. She couldn't help the expression on her face. A mix between shock, excitement, and happiness. She continued to eat the fruit, stopping between bites.
"What is this?! It's so good!" She said, swallowing another chunk.
He laughed, she never knew the effect she had on him. Every little movement, nuance, her facial expression, everything about her caught his attention. He was swayed by her. She had him in her grasp, unknowingly.
"Goldfruit. They're native to Corellia. We had some imported." He exclaimed.
She looked back down to the Goldfruit, before finishing it all, including the core with seeds.
Kylo was surprised, but really wasn't. He knew as a scavenger of Jakku, all parts of a meal would be eaten, nothing going to waste, due to the lack of sustenance in the area.
"Well, usually you don't eat the core, but...Uh...Whatever floats your boat, Rey." He joked.
She licked at her fingers, before rolling her eyes at him.
"Thank you..." She said, eyes looking down to the ground.
He nodded, content with her response, before he sat at his chair. A grin on his face.
"Watch this..." He said, before he waved his hand, and a segment of the wall opened up, revealing multiple screens and a large window.
She stared, shocked and angry.
"That was there the whole time?! And you let me stay in here for hours doing nothing?!" She spat.
"Relax." He spoke while typing in something on a keyboard. The screens brought up long text passages, his eyes skimming them.
She rose from the bed, walking to his side, looking at the screen. She could get a few things out. It involved certain force methods.
"Is this for my training?" She questioned.
He simply nodded, before looking at a clock on screen. "It'll be time to rest soon, scavenger."
She looked down at him, before walking over to the window. She stared out at the beautiful scape in front of her. Stars lined the blackness of space as they whirred past the ship. They were in hyperspace.
She slowly made her way to the bed, laying down on top of it. The lights in the room dimmed, leaving the only light being the monitors and the natural light from the window.
Ren continued to sift through different files on the screens, not paying her any attention.
Rey closed her eyes slowly, leaning back onto her side.
"Kylo..." Rey spoke quietly.
He turned to her, nodding his head up.
"Yes?" He asked.
"It's not too late...You...You can come back with me...Ben." She said, her head turning to look at him.
He felt a twinge of pain in his heart. He felt guilty. He knew what he was going to try to do to her. What his master was going to do. It made him feel horrible, how innocent she was. She believed in his light. She was going to be a fool, like Skywalker and the others. He was Kylo Ren. Not Ben Solo, not anymore. The way she was looking at him, it just made him feel like shit.
He looked back at the screens, avoiding her gaze.
"Go to sleep, Rey...It's a long day tomorrow." He said, hiding the guilt he is harboring.
She sighed, closing her eyes as she tried to drift off to sleep.
She was on a landing platform. And it was incredibly hot. The sky was dark, and there were rivers of lava surrounding her. She looked forward, until two figures came into a view.
A large man, with a scar on his face. Long hair. Reminded her a lot of Ben, actually. And a smaller woman ran to his embrace. She was pregnant, obviously. She was beautiful...
"...Anakin, all I want is your love.." The woman cried out, her eyes teary.
"Love won't save you Padme. Only my new powers can do that." The man spoke, his voice strained.
"At what cost?! You're a good person, don't do this!" The woman pleaded.
"I won't lose you like the way I lost my mother." The man was in pain. "I am becoming more powerful than any Jedi has ever dreamed of. And I'm doing it for you- To protect you." He commanded, darkness now rising in his face and voice.
The woman had her arms wrapped around him, pushing his locks of hair away from his face.
"Come away with me. Help me raise our child! Leave everything else behind while we still can!" She begged him.
"Can't you see? We don't have to run away anymore! I have brought peace to the Republic! I am more powerful than the chancellor...I-I can overthrow him!..." The man's voice broke, staring down at his love.
She looked at him. Really looked. The man she was speaking to wasn't who she thought he was anymore.
"...And together, you and I can rule the galaxy! Make things the way we want them to be!" He was delusional.
He smiled at her, but his face wasn't what she remembered. He wasn't the man she fell in love with. He was now evil. The dark side has consumed him. She shook her head, in agony.
"I don't believe what I'm hearing..." She said in disbelief. "Obi Wan was right..." She felt herself beginning to cry. "...You've changed..."
The man was visibly angered by the name Obi Wan.
"I don't want to hear anymore about Obi Wan. The Jedi turned against me, don't you turn against me!" He was becoming enraged.
"I-I don't know you anymore...Anakin, you're breaking my heart..." She cried out. "You're going down a path I can't follow!"
The man was seething.
"Because of Obi Wan?" He asked, venom in his words.
"Because of what you done!" She replied, trying to get through to the man she used to love. "What you plan to do!"
The man turned his head, noticing another presence. The other figure was slightly shorter, with an orange beard. He had a brown robe on around him. He began to step down from a ship.
"Stop! Stop! Now, come back! I love you!" She pleaded with him.
He looked back to the woman, now visibly shaking in rage.
"Liar!" He screamed out.
She looked to the other man approaching the two, then back to her lover.
"No!" She yelled out.
"You're with him!" He hissed. "You brought him here to kill me!" He screamed, raising his right hand.
"No!-" She was cut off as she was being choked by her lover.
"Let her go, Anakin!" The other figure demanded.
"Anakin..." She whispered out, clutching at her throat.
"Let. Her. Go." The other man demanded.
He released his force grip on her neck, causing her to fall to the ground, blacking out. Anakin then turned to Obi Wan.
"You turned her against me!" He bellowed out.
And suddenly, Rey woke up, jumping upwards. She was breathing hard, sweat dripping from her forehead. She was shaking, and looked around. The room was pitch black, but she could hear and slightly see Ren, asleep on the chair. What the kriff was that?! She knew who Anakin Skywalker was, however Luke rarely talked about him. But who was that girl? Was that Ben's grandmother?
She was shaking still when Ren stirred from his sleep, turning to look over to her. He was feeling pain, confusion, and fear rolling off of her. He stumbled from the chair, walking over to her. He kneeled in front of her, placing a hand on her cheek.
He sleepily mumbled out, "What's wrong, Rey?"
She couldn't lie, but his hand on her face calmed her. It was just a dream, right? She sighed, slowly, hesitantly, placing her hand on his. She felt guilty for what she was going to ask.
"C-Can...Can you lay with me?" She whispered to him, cheeks blushing as she couldn't look him in the eye.
Ren didn't expect that. He slowly lifted himself up from the ground, walking to her side. He slowly laid down on the bed next to her. She kept herself towards the edge, before slowly and surely nudging closer to him. She rested her head on his chest, and closed her eyes.
He didn't stop her from doing these actions. He slowly wrapped an arm around her, and they both drifted off to sleep. Their body heat warming each other, relaxing their nerves.
General Hux turned to the other First Order Officers once Ren left the room.
"The assault on the D'Qar base is on schedule, and we're expecting to be able to take out all of the resistance leaders at once." He grinned evilly.
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