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Almost immediately after Rey had set a course into the star yacht for them, she succumbed to sleep. He didn't bother to wake her, she'd been awake for a long time and had expended so much power throughout her day. He was feeling depleted himself but after everything that happened, he feared what would be waiting for him in his dreams. He had scooped her out of the pilot's chair and carried her to the huge audacious bed in the bed chamber, he'd doubted she'd ever slept in such luxury and that made him a little sad. He lay her down and pulled a blanket of soft fabric over her. He'd seen her sleep before, their bond tended to connect them at the oddest of times and he presumed that they'd been connected many more times than they'd been aware of. But this was different, she was peaceful. Usually she turned and tossed and her eyes darted around behind her lids but now, she was still, as if she had no worries in the world.

He left her to her peace, he wasn't sure if she'd get this moment of calm again anytime soon. He took himself back to the pilot's seat and sat down. He watched the information on the displays change and tick down as they grew closer to their destination. Looking at the display, he was sure he knew where they were going but not entirely, that piece of the map was missing after all. So he would wait and see where they ended up, he hoped he was right though, they needed sanctuary. He unclipped Rey's lightsaber staff from his belt, he had snatched it off the throne room floor during their escape. He turned it over in his hands, examining it. It was beautifully crafted and his uncle's handiwork was evident to him from the toys the Wookie made him as a child. He'd even helped him craft his own lightsaber once upon a time, with Jedi input from Luke of course. He clicked the latch and the staff snapped out to its full length. He stood up now and held it out in front of him, the centre of it balanced on the edge of one finger. With a flick of his finger, he tossed the staff up and plucked it out of the air with one hand, igniting the blades simultaneously. The staff buzzed in his hand, the purple blades sparking and hissing much like his own lightsaber, the crystal must have been damaged. But the colour, there was no denying it. He could feel the power in the weapon, this was no simple Jedi weapon, he could feel that much. The memory of Rey almost murdering the pilot with darkness in her eyes came back to him and it sparked something inside him, maybe she was closer to joining him then he'd thought.

He woke up with a start, the ship was bobbing and weaving erratically, tossing him in the pilot's chair. He was surprised he even fell asleep, there were no nightmares. His confusion was cut short by noticing Rey hunched over the control panel, using the manual control stick to navigate them through a thunderstorm. She didn't turn to him but she knew he'd woken up.

"Sorry, the landing's a little bumpy." She said, barely giving her attention, she was so focused on flying the star yacht to safety. He straightened himself up and stood to look over her, out the window. It was pitch black, how she even knew which way they were facing was beyond him. But he knew where they were, he could feel the power of the island, pulling him toward it. As they got closer, he could make out the steep cliff faces and grass and rocky hills, heavy rain battered the ship through the darkness as Rey circled the ship round the island.

"What are you looking for?" he asked.

"A landing spot." As she said the words, she obviously spotted what she was looking for because she pushed the ship down through the storm and onto a flat clearing on the edge southern edge of the island. She hovered and then set the ship down on its long legs, giving the spiral staircase space to emerge from beneath it. "We're here." She said quietly. She finally turned to look at him now, a huge, warm smile spread across her face. She ran past him fast and lowered the stairway down to the ancient island and descended it even faster. He followed her outside and found her standing under the shelter of the ship deeply breathing in the wet air. "I think this is my favourite place in the Galaxy. So beautiful." He watched her stare out over the edge of the cliff, into the darkness, being sprayed by rain blowing in the wind and she looked absolutely content. He turned to look out himself and had to take a moment to acknowledge where he was.

"You know, I searched for this place for so long, unsure if it was even a real place and now, I'm here. Standing on the island I'd dreamed about and feeling it's power coursing through my body." He admitted. Rey smiled.

"Well now that you've chosen the Light, we can learn to wield that power together." She said, hopeful. The words hit him like blades slicing through his skin. Chosen the Light?

"What?" He said, confused. Rey blushed slightly.

"I told you I would help you when you turned, it wasn't a lie." She tried to reassure him, as if that were the problem.

"I haven't chosen the Light." He said bluntly. Now it was Rey who looked confused.

"What? But you left with me." She said quietly, almost pleading.

"I didn't choose that. You know that!" He spat. His anger flared up in him, she'd manipulated this situation and now she was pretending as if she'd done nothing wrong! "You forced my hand! You knew that I wouldn't hurt you and that if you exposed me I'd have no choice!" Rey stepped back from him, as if he'd hurt her physically instead of with sharp words. Was she really that oblivious? Was she still kidding herself? Her eyes became glassy as she stared up at him. "I can see the Darkness rising inside you." He told her. Her eyes spilled over as she backed away from him. "You can't keep denying it, not anymore."

"That's not true." She whispered.

"Rey, you manipulated me into ripping my life apart. I saw you almost kill Dameron in a blind rage." Her breath hitched at this and tears spilled down her cheeks. "And you can't deny this." He pulled Rey's staff from his waist and ignited it. She flinched and jumped back from him as if he'd threatened her with it.

"That was your influence." She choked out. He knew that she didn't really believe what she was saying.

"You know that's not true Rey." He told her. His voice was calm now but the things he was saying to her were tearing her apart. "I can feel it burning inside you. You can't help me into the Light, you're not even there yourself." His last sentence came out like the hiss of a snake and it hurt her, he knew it. The fizzing purple glow between them seemed immense in their silence. He watched the words burn through her before she hastily turned on her heel and sped off into the darkness. He turned off her lightsaber and looked for her but couldn't see beyond the underside of their ship. As she disappeared, his anger immediately drained and guilt washed over him. He mentally berated himself and took off running after her. He'd only been running a few minutes before realising that he had no idea where he was. He didn't know his way around this island, an advantage that Rey had over him. Besides that, the storm was beating rain against him, he couldn't see more than a few feet in front of him. He stumbled down a slick, wet staircase and landed on his side on a flat stone path. He scrambled to his feet and took it his surroundings. He remembered this place, stone huts all around him with thatched roofs. He'd seen it in a dream. The peace and belonging he'd had when he'd visited in his sleep wasn't here now, he felt only panic.

A whisper. Was that whispering he heard?

"Rey?" his own voice was a whisper. He followed the sound out of the small village, it guided him. He climbed down the rocky hills and through the rain, towards the cliff edges of the island. The more he followed, the more he could understand the whispers. They were offering him answers, guidance. He reached the edge of the island and he looked over the side. Below him was a gaping hole in the ground. He knew of this place, it was a Dark place. This place had tormented Rey into being driven to him. Whatever this place had to show him, it could not torment him the way it did Rey. He'd had far more experience with Dark torment. He dropped himself over the edge and into the void.

He climbed out of the water and onto the rock floor of the cave. The whispering had stopped now. It had gotten him here. He climbed to his feet and approached the mirrored wall, seeing only himself. It stayed like this for a few moments until he thought that it had brought him here for no reason. It was waiting, waiting to see what he wanted to know.

"I'm here, so show me what you want to show me." He said, his voice echoing in the cave. "I'm not Rey. I will not be shaken so easy." As if being challenged, the reflection of himself smirked and faded. He watched as the image before him changed and transformed … into Rey. She stood in her blue coat with her staff opened and ignited in her hand. Her hair wisped around her face and he skin was glittering with sweat. "Rey." He breathed softly. She turned to him, as if she'd heard him. She smiled at him, a warm, affectionate smile. His corner of his own mouth began to curl upwards in response when a red lightsaber blade blasted through her torso. "Rey!" He screamed. He dropped to his knees as she did and his reflection reappeared to catch her as she fell. His reflection cradled her and stroked her hair back from her face. He looked down to his own lap, which was empty and when he looked up again both he and Rey were gone. He saw only his true self, collapsed on the rocky floor of the cavern, breathless and broken.

Rey ran. She ran through the rain, as fast as she could push herself. She tried to run away from everything Ben just told her. She had been denying it but only because she couldn't bear what it meant if it were true. She had felt it, many times recently. The Darkness bubbling inside. People were counting on her, if she accepted the truth how could she ever face them? How could she save them? She climbed up the wet steps and hillsides, she needed answers and she hoped the Temple would be able to give her them. She stepped inside the empty temple, dark and silent. She wiped the rain off her face and walked toward the mosaic on the floor. She knelt down and touched it. She felt a presence behind her, she didn't turn around. She knew who it was and she couldn't bear to see the disappointment on his face.

"It's true, isn't it?" she asked quietly.

"Yes." She dropped her head, a tear dropping onto mosaic.

"The Resistance needs me, they're counting on me. How can I save them? How can I save him?" She finally turned around. "Luke, what do I do?"

"Rey, this is my fault." Luke told her, a ghostly blue apparition who came over and sat beside her. "The Jedi have always been high and mighty. What they did was right and there was no other way to see it. They were an oppressive people and often it was what caused their problems. My father turned to the Dark side because it took advantage of his love for my mother, a love that was forbidden by the Jedi. I myself was so set in the ways of Light and Dark that I almost killed my own nephew and in turn made him what he is." Luke looked at Rey, his expression sad. "I've failed you Rey, just as I failed Ben. I spend so long trying to Force you both into the moulds that I'd been taught, that I didn't stop to think that you might be something different, something better." Rey looked at her Master confused. He stood up and looked down at her, his expression determined now. "Rey, I promised you 3 lessons and we only managed 2. Would you like your 3rd and final lesson?" Rey scrambled to her feet.

"Yes." Luke smiled.

"Look at this mosaic, what do you see?" He asked her. Rey studied it. A body in the middle, half shrouded in darkness and the other half bathed in light.

"It's the Jedi and the Sith, together, symbolising two parts of the Force." She offered as an answer.

"Yes and no. The image is said to be of the Prime Jedi. The original and only one to harness and wield both the Dark and the Light side. Half and half, completely balanced just like the Force itself." He responded.

"If the Prime Jedi was both Light and Dark, why didn't the Jedi Order follow this?" Rey said.

"It seemed that many Jedi, after being trained in the ways of the Light, found the temptation of the Dark side too much and tipped the scales, they couldn't find the balance. Creating the Sith, they found it easier to divide the Dark and the Light. You were either one or the other."

"I'm not balanced, am I?" Rey asked.

"No, you're more Light than Dark." Luke told her. Rey felt dejected at the confirmation. She'd hoped that Luke was showing her that she wasn't bad, or wrong. "But then there's Ben." Rey's head snapped up, her Master's words capturing her attention.

"What about Ben?" She asked.

"Well he's the same as you. He's neither one nor the other, he's both too." Luke said.

"But we both saw visions of each other. I saw him turning to the Light and he saw me standing with him in the Dark." Rey explained.

"The same visions you saw when Snoke had bridged your minds?" Luke stated. That was true. They couldn't trust anything they saw while Snoke was alive, their visions could have been completely manifested by him. But that dream wasn't. "It doesn't matter what side you each saw yourselves on, what you both saw was that you were standing together and I think that's the truth. And you both sacrificed a lot to make it happen." He continued.

"What are you saying?" Rey said.

"I'm saying that Ben is the same as you, only he is more Dark than Light. So if- when you stand together, you-"

"Are the balance" Rey finished. Luke smiled.

He felt the power. Hers. It was unmistakeable. He rushed towards it, he didn't know where he was going but the power was so strong he could follow it like a beacon. He came to a sudden stop when he reached the arched entrance of the Jedi Temple. He'd heard stories, myths, legends of this place. And now, he was standing right at the entrance, did he dare to step foot inside? He had to, the power coming from Rey was pulsing through him, he had to know what was happening. His first step inside was cautious but the further he got inside, the faster he ran. And then he saw her, deep in meditation. She was hovering a foot above a rock that sat out on the edge of the temple, over-looking the island.

"What do you see?" He asked her. He was careful of his tone, remembering how he had spoken to her last night and the cruel things he said. Was she angry with him? Was that where this new power stemmed from?

"You." She said quietly. She saw him? He dreaded what she was seeing. What secrets about him her new power was allowing her to uncover? "And me." She added. Her soft tone encouraged him to step closer to her. "You were right, you know."

"I was?" He asked her.

"Yes. The Jedi. The Sith. It all has to end. We have to let it die, to become what we need to be." Hearing his words from her coming back at him was surreal. He'd spend so much time trying to convince her of this, to join him that hearing her telling him, completely threw him off. He walked closer to her again until her reached her and got to his knees in front of her. "You've done terrible things but it stops now." His head drops.

"Rey. I'm not Ben Solo anymore. I can't be the man you want me to be." His voice was broken, apologetic. Rey slowly descended to sit on the rock in front of him.

"You are Ben Solo, you're just not that boy who had to fight and hide half of yourself anymore." She said sweetly, he looked up to see her eyes were still closed in meditation. "You have to embrace both sides, the Dark and the Light. Just as I have." She opened her eyes now and he gasped. Her eyes were white, filled with a power she wanted to share with him, the power that radiated out of her. AS he watched her, the milky white faded and her familiar eyes returned.

"I don't understand Rey." He told her.

"The Force has brought us together Ben. It wants us together. I am Light and Dark, you are Dark and Light." She explained.

"We create balance in the Force." He said. It was if everything now made sense. Why their connection continued beyond the lifespan of Snoke. Why they were shown a vision of them together. Their children. The Force was trying to bring them together, to bring back true balance.

"We are neither Light nor Dark, Ben. We are balance. Will you join me?" she asked him and held out her hand.

"Yes." He said and put his hand in hers. Power coursed through his veins, his and hers, Dark and Light. And between them both was complete balance.

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