Chapter 9: Choices

Im running through the meadow again. Its even more beautiful this time. There are more flowers in bloom and not a single cloud in the sky. The sun is a welcome feeling and I let the rays warm my skin and I start spinning circles again, my arms stretched out as far as the can go. Laughing and smiling. Forgetting everything else and focusing on this moment. If this isnt the afterlife, this is the best dream there is. Im wearing the same silk dress that hugs my hips but flows just right legs. I just want to stay hear forever but I know I will wake up eventually.

Ill enjoy this while I can

I hug myself again just because in this moment, I love myself. I love being here and smelling the flowers that sway in the wind. The way the tall grass tickles my hands when I skim the tops. I feel alive. But all is short lived when I notice a shadow in the distance. Tall, fists clenched, masked, and angry. Very angry.

Kylo?

I shoot up strait in bed, sweating and heaving. Cold shivers sprinkle up my spine. But i can feel im alone atleast. My head is pounding and I have no idea what time it is but im back in the white room. Did he carry me back? Probably had a Stormtrooper drag me by my hair. Maybe a shower will help, thankful for the fresher in this room, im able to wash the grim away. Why is Kylo in my dreams? Why cant he just leave me alone? The it hits be like a stun gun. Join him or die.

Those are not very promising options. He is a murderer, a monster, leader of the Knights of Ren. Hes only using me for power. Me, a scavenger. He says it himself, that all I am. I just finish with my shower and putting on a new set of perfectly fitting black clothes when the door opens.

"Breakfast ma'am", the droid sets down the hot plate of food and retreats. I get a quick glance at the guard outside the door, this one wears all silver too. But his frame is different. I close my eyes and concentrate.

Where is JC-2010?

'Disposed. He didnt do his job properly'

I was shocked by the quickness of his answer. He usually ignores me, or maybe he cant hear me.

You didnt kill him did you? Please tell me you didnt kill him? He wouldnt of been able to stop me. Its not his fault.

'He was not to open the door for you, under no condition.'

I dont respond. This is rediuclas, being locked in this white room in black clothes. It should the other way around! The door opens and in steps Kylo. He is very broad, dark mass, towering over me.

He could snap my neck without the force if he wanted to.

'I could'

"Ugh, stay out!" I glare at him. "What makes you think I could be of help to you? Plus you are a murderer! 5You say the force calls us together. You haunt my dreams. You tell me that we are bonded. But I dont feel that. I cant read all your thoughts. I cant access your mind. I only feel certain emotions from you. Mostly hate and anger. You are such an angry sad boy! I rather die. So no i wont..." Before i could get another word out im thrown across the room, sliding on the floor and just coming to a stop in front of the windows.

"You act like I hand picked you for this. I dont want this bond either. Specially with a scavenger like you! Your a silly dumb girl." Hes towering over me and I lay on the floor. I go to get up and maybe get some distance from him but he freezes me on the floor. "You. Your a nobody and will always be a nobody. I offer to train you, give you guidance no one else can offer you, no one better than me. And your saying no? You rather die by my hand than allow it to show you the way to the force? You dont realize what your giving up." Suddenly he removes his mask and throws it on the bed with a soft thud and lowers himself to be close to my face. "I feel your fear. Your always so afraid. Specially of me and you should be. I can get into your mind and see everything. You wont be able to block me from it till i show you how."

He stands up and steps back a little bit and unfreezes me allowing me to stand up. He continues, "You really want to give up everything i have to offer to die an unheroic death. No one will even remember your name."

"You will, you will be left with a hole, deep down you will always feel like something should be there." I say. Trying to remember everything I read the day before.

He walked over and leaned real close, "If anger and pain fuel me, what do you think emptiness will do? It will make me even stronger. An endless supply of power." He backs away to retrieve his helmet from the bed.

"Ill do it." I whisper.

What do I have to loose. Your right, no one even knows i exist.

'I do'

He puts his helmet back on, raises his hood and leaves.