Rey had hit the tree hard, luckily missing any sharp branches, and fallen twenty or so feet to the snow-packed ground. She was unconscious before she even felt the snow melt against her skin for the first time.

Finn, ever her loyal protector, activated the Skywalker lightsaber and tried to keep pace with the wounded sith. The snow provided some difficulty, it was not so easy to lunge and parry in. Alas, even wounded, Finn was not a strong match for Kylo Ren. A crossguard burn on his collarbone, and a swipe of the hot saber down his back sent him belly down into the snow.

Kylo Ren continued beating his wounds, growing stronger as he used the pain to fuel his rage. For some reason, even when he sensed that Finn was seriously wounded but not dead, he did not bother to finish him off. Instead he went straight for his grandfather's lightsaber.

Rey woke, her first thought was whether or not her friend was still alive. And surprised that she was alive too. She stumbled through the snow to him, finding his pulse. Rey was glad at the least that lightsaber wounds never bled out. Finn was safe from blood loss if nothing else. But he was so cold.

She saw Kylo look towards the blue saber stuck in the snow. He reached for it with his force, looking annoyed when it didn't come right to him. He tried harder, grimacing as his fresh injuries pulled with his renewed efforts. Knowing that Rey had regained consciousness provided a slight challenge for Kylo. He hoped she would have remained unconscious for a longer period, making his mission easier.

The lightsaber finally burst out of the snow. Kylo thought it was headed for his intended target, landing in his hand, but it went straight past him. Rey caught the saber easily, pressing the button.

Kylo went right for her, "it's just us now." He made the first move, swinging his saber at her with one hand.

Rey moved to quickly block his halfhearted blow. The saber was lighter than her staff back on Jakku so it was easier to maneuver. (Just you know, slightly more dangerous). She smoothly matched his blows, their sabers sparking as they clashed.

"I could show you the ways of the force." Kylo almost sounded eager, and that scared Rey because a small part of her wanted it.

Rey was at an impasse with Kylo, their sabers locked together. Her arms were so tired, and despite Kylo being injured, he wasn't showing signs of giving up. His eyes on her were distracting, she could feel their heated gaze on her mouth, and when they made eye contact it was intense. He pushed harder, she was starting to slide on the snow.

Rey closed her eyes, concentrating, trying to calm her mind. Her world became quiet. She opened her eyes to Kylo, still focused on her and starting to look confused. She pushed at him, straining.

They broke apart, lightsabers swinging. Trees around them were getting cut down, making the two dodge both each other and the falling trees. The ground shook, the planet was collapsing. Kylo was unsettled and Rey had an opening, she took it.

Kylo fell to the snow, a new scar running across his face. He was stunned, knowing that she was stronger than him, and also pleased in a way. The Earth shook harder and a split formed between the two.

Rey screamed, the ground falling out from under her. She unknowingly threw it in Kylo's direction while flailing. It landed in the snow beside him. It took him all of a second to realize that Rey was about to die, and he should have let her, but he didn't.

Grabbing a newly surfaced tree root, Kylo dove for her, his hand thrusting into the open air, reaching for any part of her to grab.