It's a little dark and not Force-bond-y, but I saw an amazing fanart of an enraged Kylo holding an injured/dead Rey and IT HAD TO HAPPEN.

He sensed it before he saw it. A dark acid crept through his veins, instantly burning away anything good in him. The Light extinguished and left not the Dark in its void, but utterly nothing.

A hush fell across the battlefield on the grassy planet where Rebels and First Order clashed at long last. The mighty Kylo Ren strode slowly to the epicenter of the battle as the magnetic pull drew him in. Soldiers from either side moved wordlessly aside, allowing his passage to the body smoldering in the grass.

He had arrived late to the fight. In reality, Ben didn't mean to come at all. Instead of leading his troops into battle, he racked his brain for any way to tip the scales in the Rebels' favor. The scavenger girl, the nobody from Jakku turned him and now he couldn't bear the thought of seeing her beloved Rebels, her friends, her mentor and his mother obliterated. Yet it was a fight she demanded of his military leadership and it proceeded without his say. And what had it won her?

Rey lie bloody in the grass, her body contorted strangely, unnaturally. No one knelt at her side. No one dared come within ten yards of her. No one even bothered to fight one another, but rather, collectively, anxiously danced foot to foot, sharing one thought: what happened? What happens next?

Ben wondered the same. Something felt different. It hung in the air and only intensified as he took one horrid step after the next. In truth, he knew what was happening, but didn't dare acknowledge it. Couldn't.

The body was at his feet now. He knelt beside her and ripped his gloves off, utterly shocked to see her chest rise and fall. "Rey," he whispered hoarsely as he stroked her cheek. The extent of her injuries was grievous. Death was on its way. Tears clouded his vision and rained down onto her.

Her eyes batted open. "Ben?" Her voice was nothing but a rasp that shouldn't have been possible. "Ben." Then she sighed and let her eyes close for a long moment. "I wish you were really here."

"I am," Ben replied eagerly, sitting and pulling her into his lap. The smell of burnt flesh and the metallic zing of blood burned his nostrils, but he pulled her closer anyway. "I'm here. Really here." He brushed hair back from her face and choked back a sob. "Rey."

Rey gazed up at him dreamily. "And everyone can see you taking care of me." She struggled to look around as the crowd watched them in wonder. "I can hear their thoughts. What would Kylo Ren care about a scavenger for?" A hint of a smile passed her lips.

"Good," Ben nodded. "Let them see." He knelt and pressed a kiss to her forehead. Feigning confidence in her future, he grinned. "How many times do I have to tell you? You may be a scavenger girl from Jakku, but not to me. You're everything to me." He caressed her cheek. "I knew from the moment I saw you – sensed you."

Forcing a weak giggle, Rey smiled. "There's light in you, Ben Solo."

"Because of you," Ben quickly answered. His voice cracked and lip quivered, but he willed them to stop. Not yet. Rey deserved his best. "I'll be better. I promise. You were right. You were always right. I turned for you."

A smile wider than before came to her tortured face. "Take care of them? They're my friends." Her voice was nothing but a wisp of a whisper now.

"Of course. I will." He took a shuddering breath.

"Ben?"

"Yes, yes. Rey, I'm here." Ben panted. He could feel death creeping into her and the strange emotions she felt at the realization that her life was ending. They washed over him and mixed with his own panic. "I have you. You're safe." He gritted his teeth and tried to think of something to say. Nothing came but more death and its gentle creeping.

"Ben," she whispered again, her eyes locked on him but unseeing. "I see them."

His entire body contracted. "Wait, Rey," he choked. "I love you. Take that with you, okay? I love you."

"Ben," she whispered one final time before sighing and dying.

"Ren," Hux posed loudly from nearby. "There. She's gone. You've killed the last Jedi. Now where does your allegiance lie?"

With Rey's blood on his hands and her body cradled against his own, Ben glared up at him. Hatred burned in his eyes. His jumble of emotions shattered his control and he felt the Force surging wildly from him.

"Supreme Leader," Hux cautioned, sensing the danger. "We can end this now. Let the girl go and let's be done with it."

Ben couldn't care less what happened to the war. Hugging Rey's body tight, he stood and carried her like the first time they'd met. She was limp in his arms and the only difference between Takodana and here was that she had died and fallen in love with him. Snarling, he looked up as tears flowed down his cheeks. "This is your fault!"

Hux stepped back. Alarm showed plain on his face as the rebels and troopers moved back, still uncertain of the future of the battle but very sure that they were still in danger. "No," the general said slowly. He eyed the corpse in his arms and stumbled back further. "It was your plan, Supreme Leader."

"You knew the Rebels would be here." Ben sniffed and hoisted Rey higher into his arms. Embracing her tight, he buried his face in her neck. "You killed her." Suddenly he turned toward the Rebel base. "Give me General Organa!" he screamed.

Bracing himself with a deep breath, Hux stepped closer. "Ren, the girl is gone but we can avenge her death by finishing this war and moving forward. The galaxy will have new order-"

With one sweep of his arm, Kylo Ren broke every bone in the general's body. The man let out a strange squawk and crumpled to the ground; another corpse on the battlefield. Another officer shouted for the men to fire on the Supreme Leader, but a sonic wave of energy slammed into the remaining battallions of troopers, knocking them to the ground and stealing away their life.

Panting at the sheer effort and sudden draining sensation he felt, Ben fell back to his knees, refusing to drop Rey back into the grass. "Bring me the general," he called hoarsely to rebels nearby.

"Ben. I'm here," a wisened voice from behind him came.

Craning his neck, Ben nodded to her and then let his head hang. "Mom."

General Organa stood several yards away, a mix of emotions battling on the lines of her face. She knelt before her son and looked into his face, so different than the boy who left her, but not so very different that she couldn't read every fleeting expression on it. Various sentiments passed through her mind, but nothing needed to be said at that moment.

Ben huffed and squeezed his eyes shut for a long while as he rocked Rey back and forth in his arms. Finally, he looked up to Leia as if it had only been ten minutes since they last spoke, not ten years. "I can bring her back. Convince me I shouldn't. Tell me I should come to the light and let it be. Tell me."

Leia reached out and touched the girl's face. She never had a daughter, but imagined she would have been just like the scavenger. She was smart and strong, stubborn and sassy. Words came to her at last. "You know that's not what Rey would do."

Blinking in surprise, Ben stared at her. "What?"

"Maybe she hid it from you," Leia offered. "Rey wasn't the embodiment of the light like you think." She chuckled, even, and tucked a strand of hair behind Rey's ear before clasping her hands. "I think she'd exhaust every possible option to be with you whether it took the light side or dark side." Now she focused her attention on her son. She smirked sadly and unabashedly studied her son's face. Neither time nor familiarity lessened the strange feeling Leia got when she saw her own reflection as well as Han's face staring back at her. "I know why I liked Rey so much. That conflict, that gray energy was so familiar and I forgot why." She nudged him. "She's just like you."

Determination lit in his soul and Ben hoisted Rey higher in his arms and stood. "General. I request temporary immunity in order to-"

"Shut up," Leia smiled. "Come bring that girl back."