A/N: Some borderline Non-con at the beginning of this chapter, for those who may be sensitive to it.
She was cold, shivering. That's all Rey could feel when she came to, the stark cold in the dark cell, just like the desert nights when she would wake shaking like a leaf. Her eyes slowly fluttered open and she took note of her surroundings and rose slowly to her feet. The walls were etched out of the stone and she was within some small cavern, trapped behind bars. Her dirty calloused fingers wrapped slowly around the bars shaking them to test for some sort of weakness she knew deep down she would not find. Rey paced back and force and then stopped and reached out with the force, but it was all the same, lifeless and dark nothingness. After hurling a few nearby loose rocks against the bars, Rey rested her back resigned against the stone wall, sinking to a seated position and wrapping her cloak around her as best she could for warmth. She seemed to fall back asleep for a short time, but a disturbance in the force shook her back to life and she found herself panting deep breaths in the dark, the vapor from her breath visible in the little light she had.
She knew he was there before she saw him lurk out from the shadows, and she stood up, rigid and awkward in an attempt to look strong, her chin defiantly pointed upwards.
"I see you've finally awaken, would you care for something to eat?" His voice was cold and mechanical.
"I don't care for anything you offer me."
"So charming, I try to show consideration and what should I receive? You realize your feeble attempts at resistance have no weight here, you might as well spare yourself the humiliation," he said calmly to her, but she maintained her position.
"Very well, I suppose we should start your training now. Kneel." He crossed his arms and spoke firmly.
Rey shook slightly, partially shivering and partially in fear as she was unarmed. She focused and reached out with the force, tried to push him with all of her might as she had done before, but she was too weak from fatigue and lack of food to maintain appropriate concentration and she only grunted in frustration at her attempts. Kylo took a wider stance and unfolded his arms, indulging in a momentary laugh at her efforts.
"Shall I repeat myself scavenger? On. Your. Knees." The response was pointed and firm, but Rey maintained her ground, staring back into the black oblivion inside the emotionless helmet that stared back at her.
"Very well." Kylo extended an arm towards her and focused, she felt the intrusion immediately and fought arduously against it to no avail. It started as a prickling sensation in the back of her mind, and then as it slowly grew like numbing molasses flowing through her brain, she found her limbs no longer were in her control. It made her feel entirely exposed, just as it had when he had controlled her in the forest, as if she was standing before him naked and he was free to look wherever he pleased. She pushed against it and moaned in agony as she tried to force the feeling back but there was nothing. As if stuck in a dream, she found herself kneeling before him.
She was frozen in place, and continued to shiver and breathe heavily in his presence. A gloved hand wrapped itself in her hair, almost tenderly at first, running down the side of her face, and then wrapping around and yanking backwards to force her face upwards to him.
"Take down my pants." The voice said smoothly to her. Rey's eyes widened in surprise and fear at his request, and she felt tears begin to prickle behind her eyes.
"No!"
"Take them down." His voice grunted more now, getting terse in anger. She found her hands move of their own accord up the back of his legs and to the front of his trousers, horrified at the movement of her hands.
"Please don't make me do this," Rey begged as her fingers began unfastening the button and zipper in front, she couldn't fathom the thought of being controlled to do such a thing.
"Your master can be merciful if you treat him as such," her hands stopped.
"Please…"
"Please…?"
"Please Master, please don't make me do this." Suddenly it was as if a strong breeze passed through the room and she was free again and fell over exasperated on her hands.
"I told you before you belong to me, if you show me allegiance I will reward you, if you show me defiance there will be consequences. Let this serve as a warning." Rey scooted away from him in a crab walk into the corner of the cell, and the black face stared at her for what seemed like several minutes. His expression was concealed, but she could have sworn she felt an emotion off of him that was unrecognized. It felt like the warmth of a small candle in the dark room, it felt like compassion, concern, but it was fleeting.
"I'll have some food delivered, you are obviously weak. Whether or not you eat it is your choice." With that he turned and left the cell.
Rey hugged her knees to her chest and her mind began to spin at the thoughts of what was to come. What game was Kylo Ren playing at? Was his plan to drive her mad slowly, force her to do things for his own amusement? Those thoughts circled her mind over and over, but she tried to remain calm and go back to what Master Luke had taught her. This was a time where it would be easy to get lost in fear and emotion, she had to remain centered and calm, and meditation would help.
Her legs crossed in front of her and Rey thought back to the island, the peaceful breeze and the sound of the gentle waves crashing against the shore. The gulls called out overhead, and she could smell the salt of the sea in the air and taste it on her lips. It all floated away when she was pulled by a new presence to her cell.
"Get up Resistance scum," it was a short brown haired First Order general or colonel of some kind. He looked at her with disgust as if he'd just smelled bantha droppings.
"Put your hands out." Rey extended her hands outward and looked at him with wide doe eyes.
"You will leave the cell open and permit me to leave." The colonel shook his head and laughed a bit as he continued to cuff her hands.
"Uh, no I won't. He warned me you might try this, he chose me to retrieve you because that kind of Jedi sorcery won't work on me. Now why don't you just make this easier
on both of us and follow me."
"Where are you taking me?"
"Master Ren had requested you be given access to bathing quarters, and from your scent I can see why, although I don't understand why he hasn't just gone ahead and disposed of you to save us all the trouble." The man proceeded to move behind her and jab her with his blaster.
"Ok start moving, try anything and I shoot." Rey walked as he shouted directions at her, rounding several corners in sterile black corridors until they arrived at a door and the colonel entered numbers into the security pad while pressing his blaster roughly against Rey's head. After the door opened, he shoved her inside.
"You have thirty minutes."
"What about these?" Rey said as she held up her hands. He rolled his eyes and then unfastened the cuffs before pushing the door buttons and shutting the door in front of her. As the door swiftly closed Rey ran into it, searching the walls with her fingers for some sort of opening mechanism or panel but she found nothing.
The room had the same sterile black design as the rest of the station. It was large and open, and there were several black towels neatly stacked on shelves on the wall. She also noticed a clean black tunic and leggings close in her size on a hanger on the wall. There was a sink, toilet, shower stall, and a large tub that had a few tall black bottles lined up in a perfect row behind it. With some curiosity, Rey inspected each of the bottles, and found them to be filled with different scented oils and soaps, something of a luxury to her standard of living.
Acquiescent, Rey began to draw the bath after pouring in one of the scented oils and removed her dirty clothing. She dipped a toe in the hot water and then slowly submerged herself into it, letting her sore muscles slightly relax as the steam and light spicy scent of the oil filled the air around her. A hesitant hand reached out to a separate bottle and dispensed a soapy liquid which she used to dissolve and wash away the dirt, sweat, and blood on her skin and in her hair.
Eyes closing, Rey once again found herself back in at the island, this time she was submerged in the ocean water, the gentle waves cascading against her as she waded around in the shining sunlight as it shimmered against the water. In the distance she could make out Master Luke standing on the shore, beckoning her towards him. Rey swam closer, paddling on her back to let the warm sun hit her face, and then flipping over top to reach closer to the shore. As she approached, Master Luke called out to her
"Open your eyes Rey," He said calmly, but then his brown robes changed and he was replaced by Kylo Ren, standing unmasked with black robes cascading in the wind.
"Rey, open your eyes," he called out to her, beckoning her closer to him with an outstretched hand. Rey stopped swimming in her tracks and hesitated, before continuing to swim closer.
"Rey!" He shouted at her, and she found her eyes suddenly open and she was back in the black sterile bathroom in water that had started to grow tepid. Kylo was next to her shouting, his hands on her shoulders shaking her back into reality.
"What are you doing!?" Rey shouted, trying to cover herself with her arms.
"General Kohr had been calling for you for several minutes to no avail, he had been instructed not to enter the room under any circumstances while you were in it." Kylo was unmasked and without cape, in some sort of casual black outfit comprised of a plain long sleeved black shirt and pants. Pensively, he stroked his short beard with one hand and she noticed for a split second his eyes take in her body before averting them to the floor out of some sort of respect. He got up and faced the other direction, removing a towel from the wall and held it out to her. Rey sat up in the tub, still in shock at the situation and his presence, while droplets trickled off of her and plunked into the bath water.
"If you don't get out now I'll remove you myself, is that what you want?" He said growing impatient and shaking the towel towards her.
Still holding her arms tightly against her body, she got up out of the tub and snatched the towel from him before wrapping it around herself. Sneaking beside him, she grabbed the clean clothing from the hook and put it on quickly. Ren seemed to sense when she was finished, and turned to address her again, this time staring at her with less bashfulness and more assuredness.
"I've had some food prepared for us. You can join me if you choose, otherwise you will be taken back to your cell." Rey did not want to go with him, but she remembered Master Luke's guidance so she took a deep breath and nodded her head in agreement. Kylo clenched his teeth and entered a code in a second door in the bathroom, as it opened, she noticed it led to a private chamber and not the hallway she had entered from. It was a large open room with more sterile black furniture. A partially lowered area was in the center of the room with a black couch and a couple of chairs, while a black kitchenette was on one side of the oval shaped room, and on the other side appeared to be another room which she assumed was a sleeping chamber.
"Wait, is this your personal wash room?" Rey asked in partial disbelief.
"It is. I figured you would find it more suitable than going to the open shower room while a guard stood watch over you. However, after your difficult behavior perhaps we will try that next time."
"No!" Rey responded quickly. Kylo stopped in his tracks, hands clasped behind him, turned his head to look upon her and raised his eyebrows in suggestion. Rey understood what he was getting at and figured she'd play along for the time being as she was simply too exhausted to fight him right now.
"No Master, please do not do that. I promise I will be more cognoscente when I bathe next." Something crept up the side of Kylo Ren's mouth, the hint of a smile perhaps? Whatever it was, he seemed quite pleased with himself.
"See now Rey, that wasn't so difficult was it?" Rey looked down at her feet as Kyle gestured to a black table and chairs near the kitchenette where several plates of food were displayed. It wasn't the humble and simple food Rey was used to either, there was a loaf of freshly baked bread, exotic fruits, and seasoned meats, the kind of things Rey had only ever dreamt about. Timidly, she approached the table and sat down on one of the chairs while Kylo took a seat himself on the opposite site.
Kylo cut some of the meat, then used the force to raise it and send it over to her plate. He repeated the gesture with several of the other items, which Rey enthusiastically dug into with her hands.
"Stop that Rey, you aren't on Jakku anymore, you'll use the utensils provided to you to eat." Master Luke hadn't much minded her eating with her hands, nor did any of the rest of the Resistance. Rey picked up one of the tools that looked like several tiny spears and twisted it around in her fingers before using it to stab a piece of fruit and put it into her mouth. She felt a huge surge of guilt because the food was delicious and she was enjoying herself quite a bit. Not only had she had a luxurious bath, now she was eating the most delicious foods she had ever had, but alas she was a prisoner and here with a murderer. Kylo Ren laughed slightly, he must have been reading her thoughts.
"There it is again, guilt. Guilt for enjoying the pleasures of life, how ridiculous. I take whatever I want, and I enjoy life much better for it" Kylo spat, mechanically cutting another piece of meat and shoveling it into his mouth. Rey clanked her utensils down on the table and crossed her arms while she stared plainly into his eyes.
"As opposed to feeling no guilt and destroying anything and everything in sight, yes I suppose I am the ridiculous one."
"Some day you will see the power of the dark side, and you will wonder why you wasted so much time dallying around with the self-righteous resistance." He returned her gaze with equal fervor, and for a second Rey told herself it was time to stop and she was starting to play with fire, but she continued anyway.
"Yes, self-righteous like your mother and father who loved you and you slaughtered one of them. When will it be your mothers turn?" She barely finished uttering the word when Kylo stood, extended his hand, and sent one of the chairs plummeting into the wall by Rey with a plate full of berry filled pastries followed. The remnants of the furniture scattered the floor and the bits of berry filling slowly slid down the walls pooling into a puddle on the floor.
With long strides he moved over to her, and she braced her hands on either side of the chair. His face hovered mere inches from her, so close she could feel the heat radiating from his body, as well as ripples of force waves filled with fury. She was unarmed and exposed, it would have been easy for him to attack, but he successfully restrained himself and pushed his lips together.
"You…know…nothing. We're done here." He spat through clenched teeth, as he picked up his comlink.
"General Kohrs, you can escort the prisoner back to her cell."