Rey woke and shivered. It shouldn't be this cold in her bunk. Opening her eyes, she saw metal walls that weren't familiar. She sat up with a start and frantically looked around. A dark shape was sitting silently in a chair a few feet away. Startled, Rey scrambled away from him on the couch.

"What do you want from me?" she asked. Kylo didn't answer.

"Who is Ben?" Rey asked hesitantly, hoping for a reaction. Han had called him that. Maybe it meant something to him.

Instantly he shot upright, lightsaber burning at his side. She squeezed her eyes shut, sure he was going to kill her. Instead he turned on the machines lining the walls, slashing at them repeatedly, sparks flying through the room.

Rey couldn't help but be offended despite her fear. She could have survived off those for months on Jakku.

Kylo rounded on her, lightsaber stopping inches away from her neck. Rey froze as the heat tingled her cheek, heart pounding.

"Never repeat that name," he growled. Kylo turned away from her and left the room, the door slamming behind him. It locked with an audible click.

Rey immediately climbed from the couch and started searching the room. He'd taken her lightsaber and blaster, which she'd noticed when she moved. There was nothing of use in the room. The machines still had glowing lines from his lightsaber etched in them. She would have instinctively started taking them apart, but they were too hot for her to touch.

"Forgive my intrusion," a voice spoke from behind her and Rey whirled around in surprise, "but what is it you plan on doing now?"

A old bearded man, clothed in robes stood behind her, glowing with a bluish light. He looked like a ghost.

"Who are you?" she asked inquisitively.

"I am Obi Wan Kenobi. Or as some prefer, Ben Kenobi."

"You're Ben?" Rey stepped towards him. She could see the opposite wall through him.

"In a way. The man who you know as Kylo Ren was originally called Ben-" he was interpreted by another ghost like figure appearing beside him. This one radiated irritation.

"Stop talking," he hissed. It was another robed man, though younger and had a scar over his eye.

"I will do no such thing Anakin. Besides it's your fault she's in this mess to begin with."

"My fault! I'm not the one who released the smuggler downstairs!"

"You've never approved of him. Besides that's exactly why she needs to get out of here."

Rey stood awkwardly as they spoke. Kenobi (she decided that she would call him Kenobi) gestured with a hand and the door opened.

"Shut the door!" Anakin protested. When Kenobi didn't, he did himself with a similar gesture.

A shout echoed from below her along with crashing. Kylo must have discovered Han's escape. The roar of engines echoed from the hangar as the Millennium Falcon took off. Rey was stranded, but Han was safe.

Kylo appeared at the door moments later. She glanced at Anakin and Kenobi, but he walked right past them.

"You helped him escape." Even though his words appeared calm, Rey could feel his fury.

"Yes." She refused to back away from him, to show fear.

"Even though he left you. You're foolish." He turned away from her, leaving the room. Anakin and Kenobi watched silently.

"He couldn't see you," she said to them, "why?"

"He's too close to the darkness." Their previous bickering forgotten, they both looked disappointed.

"I apologize," Kenobi said, "you must forgive our first impressions. I'm afraid I may have startled you."

"Why would I be startled? I'm talking to ghosts." Rey paced around the room. If she couldn't feel their connection to the Force, she would have wondered if she was going insane.

"Force ghosts. Please. There's a difference," Anakin answered, sounding almost insulted.

Kenobi opened the door again and Anakin glared at him. "You mustn't be afraid to go where you like here."

"Except the northern sector," Anakin added.

"What's in the northern sector?"

Was it a means of escape?

Kenobi went to answer, but Anakin shook his head vigorously.

"Nothing," Anakin quickly answered for him, "storage space."

They may have been dead, but they were terrible liars. Rey took a step out the door, but when she turned back she saw they had disappeared. She couldn't stop the bitter thoughts that came.

Nothing new. Everyone always leaves.

Han stumbled into the command center of the Rebellion base.

"Han?" Leia asked, immediately running to him, "what happened?"

"Help, you have to help her," he muttered, gripping onto her arms. His face was white and he was shaking, though from cold or shock Leia didn't know.

"Help who?" she patiently asked as medics came running to help.

"Rey! He's got Rey."

"Who?"

"Ben." The medics took him away. Leia reluctantly let him go, feeling as if she was lightyears away, lost in memories. The name triggered something in her.

Her voice was slightly dazed. "We have to find the ship."

She began asking for volunteers to check the Millennium Falcon's logs and send fly to those coordinates.

"I'll go," Finn immediately volunteered. Leia knew he would do anything for Rey.

"So will I." Poe stood next to him. He would do anything for Finn. She nodded and they ran off towards the hangar.

Kylo paced around his chambers.

What was she doing?

He didn't care that she was wandering the ship.

But why? What was the point? Why was she so loyal to Han Solo? He wasn't worth it. More importantly how did she resist him?

A warning beep echoed through his chambers, interrupting his thoughts.

Swiftly, he moved to the assembly chamber where he knew the hologram would be projected. He arrived barely in time, kneeling before the twenty foot figure of Supreme Leader Snoke.

"Kylo Ren," he hissed. Even a hologram held an imposing enough presence to keep Kylo in complete submission.

"You have a prisoner," Snoke observed.

"Yes. A girl. A scavenger from Jakku. But she has been trained by Skywalker. She resisted me."

A combination of disappointment and curiosity was in Snoke's voice. "A Jedi? And you kept her alive?"

"I-" Kylo tried to speak, but was silenced when Snoke began searching through his mind.

"I perceive the problem. You have compassion for her. It is not her strength, it is your weakness." His voice was flat with disappointment. "Is it because of Han Solo?"

"Never," Kylo denied, staring at the ground.

"Weak," Snoke hissed. The word stung, but Kylo didn't show it.

"You will turn her. I would, but you are unable to leave that cursed ship," he continued, "you will succeed, or…"

Even across the galaxy, he could feel as Snoke constricted the Force around him, reminding him of what he would do if he failed.

"Yes master," Kylo submissively said, bowing his head as the hologram disappeared. He clenched his fists. She would turn. Or he knew he would be punished.

Rey felt his approach before she saw him. Turning, expecting a fight, she was surprised when he simply said, "you need a teacher."

Rey glared at him. Anger erupted in her. "You've held me against my will, now you want me to cooperate? To be my teacher?"

He clenched his fists and she could feel his gaze penetrating through the mask. His presence was unnerving her slightly, but she refused to give him the satisfaction of knowing that.

"I asked you..."

"And I said no!"

"You won't get any food until you listen," he hissed, the mechanical mask helping with his tone, "starve or cooperate!"

Kylo turned away and left her, robes flowing behind him.

"It wouldn't be the first time," Rey growled at his back.

Continuing to wander, she found a room that looked like it used to be quarters for a high ranking officer. It had enough facilities that she knew she could survive here for a while. Better yet, there was a small computer in the wall.

Hurriedly, Rey turned it on, sifting through its contents. She started to figure out a way to send a message to the Resistance.

A presence entered the room and without thinking, she snapped, "I thought I told you no."

"It's only me." Rey turned to see a woman, astonishingly beautiful. Flowers were woven in her dark hair and she wore a dark purple dress that flowed around her gracefully. She glowed slightly with the blue she had come to associate with the Force ghosts.

"Hello. My name is Padmé." Rey stood defensively before the computer, half hiding it behind her back.

"Let us talk before you go," she offered, "I find people can make more sense of a situation after a few words."

Rey found herself nodding and sat on the bed. Padmé gracefully sat beside her.

"That was a very brave thing you did for my son in law," she began.

"Wait, you're…"

"Leia and Luke's mother. Yes." Padmé smiled fondly. "I believe you already met their father."

For a moment, she thought it was Kenobi she was talking about. But then she remembered the other one.

"Anakin?" Rey asked hesitantly. She nodded. Rey took a moment to process the information.

"We all agree that you were very brave."

"All the… Force ghosts?"

"Yes."

Rey was silent for a moment. "I'm worried about everyone. Han… I don't know if he made it back."

"I believe you'll feel better after you eat," Padmé answered, obviously skirting the question, though if it was because she didn't know, or didn't want to tell her, Rey didn't know.

"But he said I won't eat unless I let him teach me. I'm used to going without food."

"People say a lot of things in anger," Padmé wisely said, "it's our choice whether or not to listen. Besides, he wasn't angry at you. Not truly."

She stood and Rey felt compelled to follow.

"Come." Padmé walked out the door and brought her to what Rey assumed was the meal hall. Inside, different Force ghosts milled around, talking amongst themselves. The moment her and Padmé stepped into the room, the noise quieted.

Padmé guided her through the room. She saw Anakin and Kenobi (who gave her a nod) in the crowd. The quiet chatter resumed and Kenobi came over and showed her where the food was. He escorted her to a table where Padmé and Anakin sat. A small green… someone sat beside Anakin. She would learn that his name was Yoda.

Rey ate quietly, feeling strangely relaxed amongst the ghostly people. She listened to the conversations that passed across the room. But she didn't like how some of them looked at her- like she was a rare disruption in their daily lives that they weren't sure what to do with.

Rey left when she was finished, Padmé accompanying her.

"I don't understand why you're here," Rey said to her, "are you trapped like I am?"

"No, we are not trapped. We're here out of choice- for Ben," Padmé answered, "deep inside, there's still light within him. It's been straining to get out. We came to try and help him acknowledge it. But so far… nothing. He can't even see us."

Rey glanced down the hall. Something tugged at her. "Kenobi said something about the northern sector."

"Never mind about that," Padmé quickly dismissed, "off to bed, I think. It's been a long day for you."

She waved at Rey as she began walking towards her room. When Padmé disappeared, Rey glanced back down the hall. It called her. Quietly cursing her sensitivity, she started down the opposite hall.

The northern sector was barely lit and ill maintained. Rey walked along, hoping she wouldn't trip over anything. Deep gouges laced the metal along the wall from Kylo's lightsaber. Marks of his anger. A nervousness stuck in her stomach. She shouldn't be here. But she pressed onwards, feeling something calling to her.

Looking behind one door, she saw a tall chamber with no apparent use. Rey had never seen one like it before. It emanated darkness. She stepped away with an involuntary shiver.

Continuing on, she wandered into his quarters. They were dark and windowless. Rey wondered how anyone could stand to live alone in the darkness. Even him.

Rey saw a pedestal in the corner. This is what was drawing her in. She stepped closer. The burned and warped remains of a mask were positioned reverently on it. Beside it laid her lightsaber, placed deliberately beside the mask. It radiated darkness.

Rey reached for her lightsaber, blood pounding in her ears. Her fingers brushed against the worn metal and the lightsaber flew from her fingers. She gasped and whirled around. Kylo was standing behind her.

"What are you doing here!" he shouted, "what have you done!"

Rey scrambled away from him. His calm anger was frightening, but his rage was worse. She was terrified, all earlier bravado forgotten.

"Nothing! I didn't-"

"Get out of here!" Kylo shouted, "go!"

"Checkmate," Kenobi told Anakin. A dejarik board sat between them.

"You cheated," Anakin grumbled. Rey came running through the halls.

"What are doing?" Kenobi asked her as she ran past them.

"Leaving."

"No, stop!" Anakin shouted after her, "go! Go!"

Force ghosts materialized out of nowhere, chasing after her.

"Stop her!"

"Don't let her leave!"

"Stay away from the ships!" All of them froze and looked to the man who had accidentally shouted the key to escape.

Rey heard him and ran to the hangar. Through a side door, she found an old TIE Fighter. Disappearing inside, the engines rumbled to life and the ship rose smoothly into the air. She steered the ship out of the hangar and flew away.

"Don't!" Kenobi shouted after her, stumbling to a stop, Anakin on his heels, "it's dangerous! We can't help you!"

"No," Padmé whispered, staring at the fleeing ship, her hope abandoning her.

Rey steered between the enormous asteroids, desperate to leave behind the Destroyer. She glanced behind her to see if he was chasing her when a large asteroid suddenly loomed before her. With a gasp, she yanked the ship upwards, sending her spiraling into another asteroid, this one almost as large as a moon. The ship was caught in its field of gravity but managed to land in one piece.

She tried to take off again, but the thrusters wouldn't work. Rey untangled herself from the harness and jumped out.

Climbing over the ship, she began to search for the problem. Finding that the thrusters were knocked out of place with the rough landing, Rey gave a solid hit to realign them and climbed back towards the cockpit.

A piece of debris pulled in by the asteroid's gravity hit her ship, sending her tumbling to the ground. She looked up, the stings of cuts and scrapes on her skin, to see the TIE Fighter burning.

Picking herself from the ground, she felt a rumble and looked around. Rey was surrounded by grey creatures that blended almost perfectly with the rock. They were middle sized, looking like Vulptex, but lean and powerful, all muscle and teeth.

One of them growled and leapt towards her. She slammed it into the rocks, but it just came back. There was something off about them. When she pushed it again, it didn't move. Rey froze in shock.

The wolf-like creatures were able to manipulate the Force.

They all circled around her at once and she kept trying to keep them at bay, but they closed in on her, precise and deadly.

She had no lightsaber.

No blaster.

Not even the Force.

One of them snapped at her shoulder and it's teeth grazed her skin. Numbness spread through her arm.

Venom?

Rey didn't have time to figure it out.

The leader of the pack snarled at her, baring its teeth angrily and stepped forward, ready to kill. Rey was still preparing to defend herself when it leapt at her.

A dark shape jumped from the rocks, landing in front of her. Kylo took the leader's teeth with barely a sound. He struggled against it, the leader's teeth sinking into his shoulder, claws cutting into him before his lightsaber ignited and the leader fell to the ground, cut almost in half. His lightsaber burned in fierce contrast to the rocks as he slashed at the rest of he creatures and they disappeared seamlessly into the rocks.

"Kylo," she whispered in shock. He looked to her, breathing heavily and she could feel his gaze through the mask on her. They stared, transfixed at each other for a moment until he fell to the ground.

The venom.

Rey looked around for his ship. It sat on the other side of the rocks. An easy escape. She ran towards it before halting suddenly as if someone had jerked a string around her middle. Rey looked back, seeing him lying on the ground, half hidden by his robes.

He had come back for her. Why?

She couldn't leave him. Slowly, she walked back to him, kneeling beside his motionless form.

"I need you to do something for me," Rey told him and he stirred slightly at the sound of her voice, "I need you to stand."