Her eyes were closed, her head slightly raised to the sky. The sun hid from her behind rain clouds. Large drops fell to the ground, soaking into her hair, her clothes and skin. The electricity hummed in the air, making the hairs on her arms raise on end. The storm was at its height, but she welcomed its fury. She held a large staff in her hands, her palms digging into its wood.

Her dark eyes slowly opened to half slits, cutting to her left. She never turned her head, didn't need to. A half smile played upon her lips. Her eyes cut swiftly to the right. She wanted to shake her head, but she remained as still as stone. The men hadn't learned their lesson yet.

Suddenly, she turned on her heels, twirling the staff in her hand. Ben came at her, his own staff coming towards her face. His dark hair was plastered to his face as rain fell from his nose and soaked his face. The two staves met in a loud clap. She pulled her staff away, ducking and turning three-sixty as he swung at her again. She went for his legs, but he dodged the assault easily and jumped into the air.

She stood, throwing blow after blow towards him. He blocked everything she threw at him. The fury of their blows traveled down her arm with each hit awakening her raw desire to win the fight. His free hand came towards her, the Force grabbing her staff and sending it flying from her hand. She stood before him weaponless.

She tried to run past him, but he moved in her path, his eyes alight with power. She met him, power for power, slowly lowering herself into an attacking stance. His smile grew, his head slightly shaking. He was warning her. She heard it inside her head. She shouldn't advance on him. It made her want to advance even more.

She ran full force towards him, bending her body so unnaturally it shouldn't have been possible when he swung the staff towards her. As if in slow motion she watched the staff pass above her, only inches from her nose. She righted herself, trying to get past him, but his hand grabbed her shirt. He pushed her towards him. Rey slammed into Ben's hard chest, the action knocking the breath from her. He was winning.

The staff came at her, but she threw her hands up and stopped it before it could choke her. They struggled for control, struggled for the upper hand. He pushed the staff towards her throat. She pushed it away. The staff vibrated under such power. His head slowly dipped towards her ear, and for a fraction of a second she almost lost concentration when his tongue reached out and licked the soft part behind her ears. He was cheating, which made her angry.

She grabbed the staff, taking a deep breath and bending forward, bringing Ben with her. He went flying over her back, crashing to the ground. She didn't wait to see if he was okay, but turned on her heels and dove for her staff. Ben recovered by the time she twirled the staff around her and turned towards him. At the same time, they both bent their bodies at the knees, standing in an attack formation. Like a dance, they watched each other for a moment. Large drops of rain fell between them, the movement suddenly slowing down. Everything seemed to slow at that moment. The moment she met his powerful eyes with her own. They were the center of their world, the power that made the suns and moons rise and fall.

At the same time, they ran towards each other, the world around them speeding up. Their staves met with an ear splitting scream. He came at her, blow after blow, not holding anything back. He knew she could take what he dished out. And she did. She blocked everything he threw at her with ease. He pushed himself into one of the blows, pushing his staff towards her. She blocked it, grunting as he tried to push her back. Their bodies were inches apart, and she could feel the heat rolling off him in waves.

Her eyes slowly moved to her right, her head slightly cocked. Footsteps. Her hands began to slide away from one another on the staff. They shook as they held the staff out before her as Ben tried to push her back more. He was pushing her for a reason, and she turned to stare up at him. Slowly, her lips twitched up into a smile. The boy thought he was smart.

With a loud growl, Rey broke the staff in half. She dropped the broken section of the staff, her left hand reaching out to grab it before it hit the ground. With her other hand, she kept Ben at bay. She swung her left hand behind her just as another staff came towards her. The blow stung, which only awoke her power further. She grabbed a hold of the sting, ready for what came next.

She slowly turned her smile towards Luke. He had joined the fight. Both men moved as one, retracting their staves and coming back at her again. She flipped into the air, and their staves hit each other. She landed on her fight outside of the circle, but she had no time to rejoice in her victory. Both men came for her, their staves raised in the air. She twirled the two halves of the staff in her hand and took a long breath.

The next few seconds were a blur of bodies and staves. Thunder roared above their heads, as if a massive crowd cheered the scene. Lightning cracked through the clouds igniting the ground below with its bright fury. Time may have turned Luke into an old man, but his skill as a Jedi had not deterred any. He met her strike for strike, his body moving fluidly, as if he had turned years younger. The men pulled her in the middle of this fight, but she felt no fear. She felt no worry.

Ben came at her from her left. Luke came at her from her right. She blocked their blows easily, pushing back with blows of her own. She jumped into the air, floating. The two men jumped at her, and the fight comensed in the sky. Their staves cracked and cried like the thunder above their heads. When all three landed, the island cried out, shaking. Birds flew from their nests, land animals ran for shelter, crying in fear.

Rey reached out her hand, sending Luke flying backwards. He landed on his backside, his staff lying beside him. It was just her and Ben now. He circled her like prey, lightning reflecting in his dark eyes as he watched her. Rey slowly bent down, her free hand touching the ground below her. She raised her eyes to look at the man that she loved and wanted more than anything. But, right now she wanted him on his back for more than one purpose.

He stopped and turned towards her, the staff in his hands slowly raising into the air. It came crashing down upon her, but she knew it's movements from the start. She flipped from its path, sending herself over the cliff to the violent waters below. She dove into the icy water, swimming down in the darkness below. The water around her moved violently from a second intruder into its depths.

She turned and blocked the blow from Ben behind her. They swam around one another in swift succession. Above their heads, on the surface of the water, a sinkhole grew from their movements. A bolt of lightning hit the sinkhole, the electricity flowing down to the surface of the ocean. The darkness around them exploded into a bright blue light. Rey had finally set fire to the river Luke had spoken of.

Ben was the first to move, swimming for the surface. The hunter had become the hunted. Rey sunk to the bottom of the surface, her feet hitting the hard ground. With all her might, she pushed herself towards the surface. Like a bolt of lightning she went straight for Ben.

She landed upon the cliff as Ben turned towards her. She struck out at him, but he blocked her. Every aggression was met with defense. Luke came into view, standing beside his nephew. She took them both head on, both halves of her staff moving at speeds she'd never conquered before. The men had no choice but to slowly back up at her assaults. She had them, for the cliff's edge came into view.

Ben and Luke dropped their staves, reaching their hands out towards her to stop her movements. She wasn't expecting that, but she adjusted. The two halves of her staff dropped from her hands as she reached for them as well. She bared her teeth against the two forces pushing her back. Her head slowly lowered as her feet began to push backwards. She stuck her heels into the mud, her growls growing louder.

When she looked up, the smile upon her face had disappeared. She was angry, the energy soaring through her body. Ben and Luke didn't let up, but took a step towards her, their faces a mask of concentration. The island seemed to scream in the face of what was happening. The ground below them softly shook and shifted.

Rey slowly rose into the air, her eyes turning black. She'd had enough of playing with the Jedi. They would know her full power and kneel before her in awe. They would know what the Dark Side was capable of. She waited, feeling static electricity swim around her. She waited, feeling every hair on her body stand on end.

The moment lightning streaked through the sky, she raised a hand towards it. It came to her easily, and she threw it towards the men on the cliff. Ben and Luke dropped their hands, both dodging the opposite way of each other. The lightning bolt struck the ground where they both once stood, burning the wet patch of grass. The two men rolled on their backs, their wide eyes looking up at Rey.

Ben was the first to move, scrambling to his feet. His body tensed as his eyes grew wide. She looked down at him, a sudden presence assaulting her mind. She pushed against it, but it forced itself further into her mind. Her black eyes cleared the moment she felt Ben surround her. A soft sigh left her parted lips and she floated towards the surface.

The tension left Ben's body the moment she touched down, and his presence quietly slipped from her mind. His essence remained, though, and she basked in the love and passion that she felt for him. She had lost herself in the darkness for only a moment, but he had been there to bring her back. It was getting easier to bring her back the more they practiced. She didn't even fear it anymore.

She didn't have long to bask in the new sensations as she watched Ben slowly kneel for his staff. She raised her hand, calling the two halves of her staff back to her. His eyes watched her, a sudden twinkle in his dark orbs. 'Bless him, he thinks he's won,' she thought. Ben's smile widened, and a soft chuckle slipped from his lips. "Not yet," he whispered.

He came at her fast and furious, followed by Luke. The fight was back on again. The two men whirled their staves towards her, the hair raising speed causing a fury of wind to whip around her body. She met them head on, not backing down. She turned in every direction, her arms moving fast and meeting their assaults.

Her staff finally met skin and flesh, and she sent Luke backwards. He fell to the ground, grabbing his stomach, his eyes slammed shut. Rey turned her sights to Ben. One down. One to go. She went after him, blow for blow he met her. They turned in every direction, their blows in perfect synchronization. She couldn't find the upper hand, couldn't break through to find flesh and bone.

Ben's foot swiped at her legs, trying to make her fall, but she knew the move was coming. She jumped, his foot barely missing her leg. She twirled around, bringing both parts of her staff down upon him. He was ready also, his staff coming up to block her.

"Hey!"

Both Rey and Ben came to a stop, their heads turning to see Luke back on his feet. He took the staff in his hands, breaking it before them. He bent his body at the knees, a devious smile upon his face. His right hand pointed at them, as it summoned them forward. A challenge. Rey turned her body fully towards him, throwing one piece of her staff to the ground. Ben came to her side. They both fell into an attack stance, their staves raised as one.

They took off in a run towards Luke. She one one side of Luke, Ben on the other. She went in for the strike at the same time Ben did. Both blows were blocked easily. Luke pushed them away, but it didn't deter them for long. They swung, one after the other, trying to find a way to strike Luke. The Force he used to push them away had them staggering back. Both Rey and Ben fell to the ground side by side.

They looked at each other, their eyes alight with their connection. "Ready?" Ben whispered in her mind.

"Do it!" she hissed.

Suddenly, Ben jumped to his feet, grabbing Rey by the legs. He swung her around, as if she were a rock he wanted to throw off the cliff. She was ready the moment she went flying through the air. Luke hadn't expected this, his eyes following her movements as she came towards him at a fast rate. She raised her hand, ready to strike, but she didn't need to. Ben got to Luke first, his staff hitting the man in the stomach while he was distracted.

Luke staggered backwards, the staff falling from his hand as he grabbed his stomach. Ben hadn't hit him as hard as he could have, but the blow stung nonetheless. Rey landed beside Ben as Luke bent forward, holding up a finger for them to give him a moment. He took several breaths, grunting with each breath.

"Do—do you see the difference, Rey?" Luke said, finally rising. His face still showed his pain, but he pushed past it. "On your own you are powerful, and can defend yourself with ease. But, with Ben fighting by your side you are unbeatable. Listen to each other… guide each other."

Luke straightened, popping his back as he went. His eyes fell to Ben, a look of annoyance passing through his orbs. Ben smiled in response to the annoyance. "Sorry," he said, though he didn't sound as if he were really sorry.

"I'm sure," Luke said, rolling his eyes. "That's enough for today. I'm going… going to have a drink," he said, grabbing his back as he walked away. This had been the third day in a row that they had combined to fight together and won against Luke. What they were capable of together was starting to show, and it blew Rey's mind. In one of their training sessions they had literally raised the whole island from its foundation. The power that that took was mind boggling. Even Luke had looked unsettled as his wide eyes stared at them both.

Ben turned to her, his eyes alight with passion. She felt his want, his desire for her, and she rose to meet his feelings. She pushed her lust towards him, and he sucked in a breath. His eyes grew darker, his body tensing with every step he took toward her. His lips slightly parted, his breath coming out in puffs. Over the past few weeks, Ben found himself dealing with the darkness inside Rey… inside himself. He allowed the feelings to overtake him sometimes. Just as he had to pull her back from the darkness, she realized she had to pull him back as well.

This was not one of those times, though. He felt the darkness, but he was still in control. The light still burned just underneath the surface. She bit her lip causing him to suck in a bigger breath. He wanted her as badly as he wanted to breathe, and she could feel it. The electricity still present in the air sizzled between them as she smiled seductively at him.

He reached out to grab her, but before he could get to her she jumped as high in the air as she dared. Ben followed, his hand still out towards her. She turned, heading towards a second peak of the island. Here, they could be alone without the watchful eyes of Luke… or anything else for that matter.

The moment she touched down, she turned to Ben. He came at her, grabbing her and slamming his lips onto hers. She welcomed the assault, wrapping her hands around his neck and jumping into his arms. Her legs curled around his waist as she grabbed his shirt and ripped it open. His tongue dipped into her mouth, causing her mind to go into a frenzy. Their love making became a passionate plea for the other to quench the flames in their souls. Claw marks, swollen lips, a fire licking the very veins in their bodies. They became one, became so in sync they knew what the other needed without a word being spoken. Ben drove her mind to new heights that made her feel the whole galaxy burned in fire. He rose to meet her in that fire, and together their minds found a different plain. Here, the world was theirs. Here, light and darkness merged together to create grey. Here, the Balance burned as bright as two suns. Here, she felt Ben become her soul, becoming the very air she breathed. She knew as long as she lived she would never get enough of him.

Afterwards, she lay in his arms. Her body was completely spent. She couldn't even hold her head up, couldn't even move her limbs. She was so exhausted that being naked in the open didn't even faze her. His leg was wrapped on top of hers, his arms wrapped tightly around her waist. His lips lay at her forehead, every once in a while kissing her skin. She rested her hand upon his bare chest. His heart beat under her palm in a slow rhythm. The fire within them was quenched, and now they basked in the peace. She could listen to his heartbeat the rest of her life.

Rey breathed in his smell, a mixture of earth and man. His skin was hot, his sweat salting her tongue as she kissed his chest. He softly hummed in appreciation making her smile against his skin. She'd never tire of this man.

Rey thought over the last three weeks. After the day she finally allowed the darkness to take her over things sped up. The power within her grew to meet Ben's power. Merging together, they became one… physically and mentally. At first, she struggled with keeping control, but Ben was always there. His presence in her mind kept her grounded and the Dyad flourished. She learned moves to protect herself by listening to Ben in her mind. She practiced day and night, until she felt the moves come naturally. Now, she could hold her own against both Ben and Luke.

She still fought for control, like earlier with the lightning, but Ben was there. Bringing her back to the forefront of her mind became easier for Ben the more he had to do it. His arm tightened around her body as he smiled into her hair.

"I'll always be there to pull you back," he whispered, snuggling into her hair. He could feel what she was thinking. That was another thing. Their minds had merged together. They knew what the other felt, knew what the other was thinking as if sharing one mind. Rey didn't mind, though. It didn't feel like an intrusion of her privacy, more like a natural occurrence. She felt whole… complete.

"Promise?" she whispered, leaning over him, staring down into his eyes.

He kissed her in response, his lips as tender as a feather. "I promise. No matter where I am I'll always pull you back to me," he said, softly.

She closed her eyes, an image assaulting her suddenly. It tore her away from the safety of Ben's arms and into an abyss of fear. A dark place, not a light for her to see. She could hear her breathing coming out in pants of pain. She knew she was in danger, as if standing in front of a great precipice. She took a step forward and fell into the endless darkness.

"Rey!" A voice screamed in fear and helplessness, a voice she knew as well as her own… Ben.

Rey came back to the present, her eyes opening wide. She sat up abruptly, her breath coming out in short wheezes. Ben sat up beside her, his own chest rising and falling in rapid succession. She turned her head towards him, fearful eyes meeting fearful eyes.

"What was that, Rey?" he asked, his voice breaking in terror. He had seen her vision.

"Death," she whispered. "My death."