Rey didn't know what to say. He loved her. He had just confessed his love for her. She was loved. And she didn't know how to respond to that. Did she love him? She certainly didn't hate him... She did enjoy his presence...She enjoyed those times he comforted her. Fed her. Yes. She did. She loved him.

Ren looked into her eyes, waiting for any type of response. His heart began to beat faster. Did she love him? Was she going to reject him? Betray him?

She could see the pain and fear in his eyes. She smiled at him, hugging him tightly as she pressed her face against his chest.

"I...I love you too, Ben...Kylo...Whatever you want." She muffled into his chest.

A large smile came across him. Acceptance. He felt his heart flutter as he wrapped his arms around her tightly. He found his love. And she did indeed love him back. They would make a powerful alliance. One the galaxy has never seen before. Two of the strongest Force users. They will rule the galaxy, and do what they pleased. He would build her entire fleets in her name. Destroy anyone who dared-

He shook his head. No. She would never want to join him in a crusade like that...And he loved her more because of that...But if she ever did... What a sight it would be.

She eventually shifted uneasily.

"Maybe we should go back to the ship...This place freaks me out..." She muttered.

He rubbed her back gently, taking a step back. He gripped her hand, walking them both down the stairs.

"You know... I can give you your own ship." He allured.

She looked up to him as they walked back to his shuttle, leaving the fortress behind.

"Really?' She asked, eyebrows raised.

"I can give you your own cruiser. A planet. A moon. A star. Anything. I can and will give you anything. I can deliver you the galaxy, Rey. No one will stop us. We can tear down and create whatever we want." He promised, turning her around so he can look her in the eyes.

She didn't like this train of thought from Ben. No. This wasn't Ben speaking right now. He's being drowned out by Kylo Ren.

"I don't want any of those things...I want just one thing..," She said, placing her hands on his chest.

He raised a brow, one hand moving to gently stroke her cheek.

"What's that?" He asked.

"Come back with me! Your family! Leia! She misses you! We- We can stay together!" She pleaded her case. "We could leave this all behind! Find some place in the outer rim and just relax there! Luke and you can finish my training!"

Kylo sneered, his smile swiftly turning into a frown. His mother. His family. He didn't want to see any of them, no matter how much pain his mother was in. Luke. That fool would get in the way of his teachings. Get in the way of their love.

"I can't do that, my naive young Jedi." He accused. "How about you stay with me? With the First Order? I can continue your training! We can- We can spare your friends! They'll just be thrown in some prison somewhere, and you and I can decide the fate of the galaxy! We can burn down Jakku for what they did to you! Destroy it under the fire of our fleets!" He hissed.

She shook her head, breaking from his embrace, taking a step back.

"Throw my friends in some prison? Destroy Jakku? What about the innocent people just trying to survive there, Ren? Did it ever occur to you that maybe I love my friends too, and I don't want them to rot in a cell?! I will not stay with the First Order. It's an evil organization trying to bring about the days of the old Empire." She accused, crossing her arms.

Ren snarled, fists straining. He was tense. She was getting to him. How dare she not realize what the First Order is trying to accomplish? How dare she refuse to stay with him? Why can't she understand?!

Ren glared at her, looking back to his shuttle, and his eyes went wide. He felt a presence. A presence he hasn't felt in a long, long time. His blood was boiling. Rage was filling him. He couldn't control himself. Every nerve in his body was electrified with hatred. Pure red hatred.

"Get. In. My. Ship." He clenched out through his teeth.

She eyed him warily. Something wasn't right. He was fuming with rage. Did she really make him that angry?

"No...I'm not one of your troopers that you order around, Kylo Ren." She retorted.

Kylo didn't have time for this. He could feel the presence coming closer. Any second now she would also feel that presence. He couldn't stop himself. He was acting impulsively. He raised his hand up, shoving her roughly back into the shuttle with the Force. A loud thud was heard as she hit the wall inside the shuttle, and she crumpled to the floor.

She let out a shriek as she was pushed back into the shuttle, until she hit the wall, hard. Her head banged against the metal, and everything went black.

Kylo stared in shock, his eyes wide. What...What did he just do?!

"No!" He screamed, running towards the shuttle. He lifted her unconscious body in his hands, his eyes already becoming wet.

"Rey! I-I'm sorry!" He was breathing hard. Blood was leaking from the back of her head. He looked down to his hand, wet with her blood. What had he done? What came over him? Then he felt it again. He heard it. He saw it.

The X-Wing slowly landed in front of Vader's fortress. Kylo Ren's shuttle was there. Luke could sense his presence...And Rey's. Luke climbed out of the X-Wing, and cautiously walked towards the shuttle.

Kylo was seething with rage. How dare...How dare that old fool try to take Rey away from him? He caused him to hurt Rey. He would...Would never hurt his Rey. It was Skywalker's fault.

His chest was rising and falling roughly as he pulled his helmet on. His arms were shaking as he left the shuttle. He saw the old fool in front of him.

Luke sighed, looking at his fallen nephew. It hurt to look at him. At what he became.

"Are you here to kill me?" Kylo hissed through his mask.

Luke shook his head, a frown on his face.

"I'm here to bring her home. That is it. You are to dictate if we fight or not. I have failed you, Ben. And I am deeply hurt that I failed you this hard...I'm so sorry." He explained.

Ren brought his saber out, igniting it.

"You will die a fool, Luke Skywalker. You will not take her from me! She is mine!" He started to circle the old man, like a predator stalking its prey.

Luke knew that Ben was giving him no choice. He pulled out his old saber. It was bright green when the blade was ignited.

Ren snarled, charging forward, smashing his blade wildy against Luke's, trying to break his defenses.

Luke was getting pushed back. He needed to get some room, before he was pushed into the lava. He parried a strike from Ren, before using the Force to push him backwards.

Ren was dazed as he was shoved back. He was just able to block a strike from Luke, aiming to take out his legs.

"Low blow, Uncle." He yelled as he began his relentless offense once again.

Luke was tiring. He had to get to Rey. However, he was being pushed back towards his father's fortress. Ren was deliberately distancing them from his shuttle. Luke offered a sly smirk as he held his blade against Kylo's.

"I sense you're still in there, Ben Solo. You have feelings..." Luke closed his eyes for a moment. "Feelings for her. My padawan." He opened his eyes, looking into Ren's mask. "You love her. I can sense it. Why throw away your love to kill me?"

Ren screamed in anger, shoving the old man back by pressing his weight against their blades.

"You know nothing of what we have! You will die!" He yelled.

Luke shook himself, before Ren charged forward, trying to slice at his ribs. Luke swiftly parried the strike, before beginning his own offense.

Luke slashed towards Ren's shoulder, slicing through flesh, immediately cauterizing the wound.

Kylo screamed out in pain, before sending a fist out, punching Luke in the face. It caused Luke to stumble back, giving Ren long enough to charge forward, slicing at Luke's thigh.

Luke grimaced, holding his wound painfully. He limped back, now fighting with a weakened leg.

Ren pushed his offensive. They were nearing the door of the fortress.

"You will die! And the last of the Jedi will be mine!" He screamed.

Luke looked behind him, offering a wink.

"You may have to fight her for that." Luke replied.

Ren looked confused, before turning around. Rey was standing there, holding her head in pain. Her saber was ignited, the purple and yellow creating a beautiful circle as she spun it defensively.

Kylo lost his focus, turning to her. Luke stepped back, holding his saber defensively. Ren took a few steps towards her. He was concerned.

"Rey...I...I didn't mean to hurt you..." He tried, slowly lifting his hand to her.

Rey glared at him. Her hazel eyes. They were...Different. They were filled with betrayal. Rage.

"Save it, Kylo Ren. Leave my master alone. Leave my friends alone!...Leave me alone!" She yelled to him, tears streaming down her cheeks. Her words came out slurred, the pain from her head was too much.

Kylo was taken aback. He now realized how foolish he was. He looked over to his Uncle, the saber wound fresh in his thigh. He looked back to Rey, blood matted her hair. Tears down her cheeks. How could he allow himself to do this? It was Luke's fault. It had to be. He caused this.

Ren turned back to Luke, holding his saber ready.

"I'm sorry, Rey...I...I have to do this." He muttered, charging forward towards Luke.

Luke stepped back, looking to Rey for a few seconds. He offered her a small smile. Luke held his saber upwards.

"I forgive you, Ben Solo." He said as Ren sliced him down. Luke's body disappeared. A cloak slowly drifted towards the ground.

Rey screamed out as she watched Kylo strike down Luke. Now she was truly indeed the last of the Jedi. Her heart raced. She loved this man. And he loved her. Why would he do this? He wasn't Ben Solo, not right now. He was that monster from Takodana. She charged forward, swinging wildly towards Kylo.

Ren stepped back, holding her blades back with his. His shoulder was flaring up in pain. He couldn't fight her. He didn't want to.

She didn't want to fight him either. But she needed to. He just killed her master.

Rey felt her vision became blurred. She was having a hard time swinging her saber. Everything was spinning. She could feel her warm blood drooling from the back of her head. She slashed his saber weakly, and her hands released the grip on the saber. It dropped to the ground, as she stumbled for a moment. She blinked her eyes a few times, before she lost her balance. She fell to the ground, arms weak.. The emotions were hitting her hard. Her head hurt too much. The last thing she saw was Kylo running to her, wrapping his arms around her.

Leia was in a medical capsule, being carried to the medbay. The medics were all talking at once. How the stress was getting to her body. How she could've had a heart attack if it wasn't for Luke... Luke...Her eyes shot open. She felt it. Her brother...He passed. He had become one with the Force. A tear rolled down her face as she was carried.

Poe's fleet of X-Wings jumped out of hyperspace, heading towards the coordinates that Luke had sent them.

Ren carried her to his shuttle, laying her gently down on a small cot. He placed down her staff saber next to her. He looked to Luke's saber in his hand. He should feel good for killing that old fool. His old master. His Uncle. Regret was now filling him. He turned, heading towards the cockpit. Tears fell from his eyes, before he wiped them quickly. He can't be weak. Not like this. Not now. He slammed his fist against the wall. He needed to patch up Rey.

He lifted the shuttle up, before his radar went off. Multiple targets were heading to his position. He needed to go, fast. He punched it, jumping into hyperspace. He turned his attention back to Rey.

Poe slammed his fist down.

"Damnit! He got away!" Poe yelled into the comms. There was a bigger problem. Luke's X-Wing was on the surface. He wasn't responding.

Poe landed next to the X-Wing, running over to the little astromech droid, who was beeping depressingly.

"What, what happened...What was your digits...Uh...Artoo! What happened?" He pleaded.

Artoo beeped a few times, causing Poe to close his eyes, dropping his head in shame. He slowly lifted his communicator up to the other wings.

"Luke Skywalker... Is dead." He grimly spoke.

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