Before sending her out on her first mission, they gave Rey a mask. It was nightmare-colored and cold to touch. Just like Kylo Ren's. Only it didn't have any red in it. Just black.

Rey wore black now, for she had burned her old clothes. It suited her, and Rey hated that.

The corridors seemed long and never-ending as Rey made her way through them, heading for the ship hangar. Storm Troopers hailed her as she passed. Only a month ago, they would've shot her dead, and now they were greeting her. Rey never replied.

She found her way to the hangar, and found her new ship waiting for her. It was black, just like everything else around her.

Down the row of flying machines, Rey spied something familiar that she would've liked to forget: Kylo Ren's ship. Just looking at it brought back far too many memories. How many times had Rey willed that ship to crash? Screamed curses at the pilot?

And yet Rey could've stop herself from skipping over to where the Silencer was parked. She was just too curious.

It was much smaller than Rey remembered. But just as dangerous and she hated it just as much.

Without really thinking, Rey raised a hand and ran her fingers over the sharp metal of the wing. So this is what it feels like, she thought to herself. So this is how a killing machine feels like.

"If you like my ship so much, I can have another made for you."

The voice startled Rey, and she hastily jerked her hand off the wing, as if the cold metal had burned her.

"Ben," she flatly greeted, not even trying to hide her glare. He didn't respond. Instead, he shifted his gaze to the ship.

"What do you think of it?" he asked.

Rey chewed her lip. "I can't stand it."

Ben frowned a bit. "Yeah..." he whispered. "Neither can I."

Rey would often wonder what he meant with those words, but she didn't ask him about them. Instead, she let the silence envelop them, making no effort to break it. Kylo did, though.

"Are you here for the new mission?"

"Yes."

Kylo averted his gaze before speaking again, softly. "I'm going, too. If you like, I can take you in my ship."

Rey didn't answer at once because she was too surprised. Was Kylo Ren being kind to her? That couldn't be possible... it had to be some kind of trick. Had to be.

"No thanks," Rey curtly replied, and retreated. As she passed him, she felt his eyes burn into her back. She ignored him and kept on going on she was safe inside her own ship.

But she would never really be safe from him. He was always there, and Rey could not stand it.