Ani's P.O.V.

"Get up, Kenobi."

It's the fourth day without food or water, I feel absolutely exhausted. I've been in a new cell since the short escape, I showered yesterday and drank a lot of the shower water when I did. I'm sitting on my bed that's only connected by the wall, there's nothing I could break on it besides the mattress itself but I won't waste my energy on it. Captain Phasma entered only moments ago, there's a woman behind her without a Stormtrooper uniform on. It makes me curious about what's going on, but not enough to listen to Phasma.

"...Or what?" I glance up at the door and snort sarcastically, "No food for the rest of the week?"

Without responding to me, Captain Phasma goes to where I'm sitting on the bed and grabs me by the shirt. She shoves me against the wall and I hear my back pop as I groan in pain; I stand on my feet once she lets me go. She's lucky the golden wristbands are still on me or would take my chances to escape. Backing up, Phasma waves for the woman at the doorway to enter. Once she's inside the room, Phasma grabs the bag out of her hands and drops it in front of my feet.

"Open it." She demands while settling a hand on her blaster, backing up to stand in front of the door she orders, "You are to change into what's in the bag."

"Why am I given clothes-"

"You will wear what we gave to you." Captain Phasma interrupts me without giving me any reason for these instructions. Stormtroopers have always given me plain clothes to wear after my shower. I frown, glancing at the woman who's closer to me than to Phasma in curiosity. The woman I don't know stares at me nervously. It's almost as if she's waiting to do something with me. Looking down to the bag on the floor I move to unzip it, the moment I see what's inside I snort. When hearing my reaction Captain Phasma speaks up again in a threatening tone, "If you refused I am to put it on you myself."

I stare at her for a long moment and I don't say a word; I am at a loss for what's going on. Four days ago I had killed over a dozen of her men, I haven't been able to eat between then and now but now she wants me to wear a priceless dress? After a long pause of no one talking and both of the women staring at me, I finally take out the dress and set the heels on the ground beside me. It's a fluffy floor-length dress, the rich fabric is carmine red and feels thin between my fingers. It has loose long sleeves and heart-shaped on the chest, there is much more fabric on it making it look thick than it really is. I'm sure I'm not holding it up properly from all the fabric attached.

My eyes go up from the material and when noticing the woman still staring at me, I make a dramatic gesture that I'm about to strip. Captain Phasma immediately nods to us before going out the door. It shuts behind her and the other woman's left inside my room. She then looks to the side to give me privacy. I undress but once I'm completely bare; I look at the dress, realizing I don't even know how I should get the dress on. There are many thin layers and I'm not sure which one has the hole to put over my head. The woman notices I'm struggling out of the corner of her eyes, it's almost as if she was waiting to help when she states, "It's difficult to get into by yourself, I'll help you."

Taking the dress, she holds it up and shows me where to stick my head in. I let her put it over my head and down my body; it hits the floor and I'm a little impressed it's exactly my size. The first layer is hugging my waist and chest, the rest of the thin fabric is loosely stitched to it to make it look wider. She puts my arm through a strap, then a sleeve before saying in a shy voice, "Once the dress is on, I'll fix your hair. Alright, Ms. Kenobi?"

"What? Why?" I blurt out and touch the top of my head as she puts my other arm into the sleeve. Watching at the woman and seeing her have a thin expression only causes me to ask in irritation, "What's wrong with my hair?"

"N-Nothing." The woman answers in nervousness by my tone, as she fixes the thin straps on my shoulders and the layers around my waist she explains, "But... But I was told to you give your hair a quick trim and pin it up nicely."

"By who?" I think out loud cautiously and when she doesn't answer I say in a louder voice that makes the woman near me back up a step, "I asked you who?"

"A Knight of Ren. That is who you'll be seeing."

I'm walking behind Captain Phasma with four Stormtroopers behind me. All of them have their guns at the ready. I look around me and try to remember every hall I've walked through with them, but in all honesty, every hall looks the same. As I walk, the dress I'm wearing sweeps the surrounding ground, the sleeves dangle over my hands and hide the golden wristbands. They now combed my hair back in a delicate low bun. There are a few small braids around it and a few strands of curls are on the sides of my face. It wasn't until I started walking behind Phasma out of the cell that I realized the dress doesn't cover my back. The dress has my back completely naked until the lower part of it, where it covers my butt and everything below it. The dress looks dramatic, seductive, and nothing short of sinister-looking.

Technically, I haven't seen what it looks like on myself, but I feel out of place in it. It feels like something a Dutchess would wear, like my grandmother was once. It feels expensive against my body, but it might just be because of the harsh tarp clothing I've been wearing for the past two years. It almost reminds me of the dresses Leia would bring me, but this one would be too sinister for her liking. Only a few minutes pass until Phasma reaches a door and stops, unlocking it, she turns to me saying, "This is where I leave you."

I look at her curiously before turning to face the doorway she's just opened for me. I take a few cautious steps into the room and the moment I'm inside the door slides shut, making me spin back around. My dress flows in the air from my spin, but I think nothing of it. Pressing against the door with my hands, I look around it and know I won't be able to open it myself. Sighing, I turn back around and examine the room to find no Knight or Ren waiting for me.

The room is almost four times the size of the cell I was just in. There's an enormous bed in the middle of the room, a wall beside is entirely out of long cupboards without handles, and on another wall has a door that I imagine is the bathroom. On the opposite wall of the cupboards is a long wide window with a desk and a cushioned chair. Everything in the room is dark grey, if not black. Walking towards the window I look out of it to see the hanger I was in only a few days ago. Looking around through the window, this room appears to be at the top left corner of the hanger. I breathe in wondering why they brought me here. Am I only here so they can mock me that my plan to escape didn't work? After breathing in I realize I smell something on the desk, looking down I finally notice a plate with a metal covering. Picking up the top of it I see bread, grapes, a pear, and other fruits.

Immediately my eyes go wide and I scarf down the bread. I haven't had food this fresh and real in two years. I'm shoving down all the fruits right after the bread's gone and I can barely taste any of it from how quickly I'm swallowing it. Once the plate is empty I'm tempted to lick it, but I know I will embarrass me if anyone caught me doing so. Wiping the juices off the corner of my lips, I look around the room again before walking towards the cupboards. I drag my hand along it and feel the temptation of opening it. Something in the force is pulling to these cupboards. Glancing around the room, I turn my curious eyes back into the cupboards. I get the sense that all I have to do is press onto them for them to open for me. Putting both hands on one door, I lean on it but jump back when hearing the front door slide open.

Spinning my head to the sound, I find a man in black attire in a helmet I've never seen before walking into the room. He stops moving at the sight of me, and I feel myself catch my breath as he stares at me for a moment. I can't tell if he's for sure looking at me, but his helmet is facing me as I watch him. My hands feel sweaty as I wonder what I'm doing here in front of him. He glances at the desk making me do the same and I realize he's looking at the empty plate of food. Walking over to the plate and metal covering, he puts the lid back on top of the plate and speaks up in a deep robotic voice, "I see you helped yourself."

"Well..." I let out feeling like a fish out of water, strolling away from the cupboards I point out, "That will happen when you don't eat for days."

Walking around the room I keep my distance from him, I don't hold my gaze onto him but I do glance every so often. He however does, and he stands perfectly still while doing so. He's watching me reach the window; I stop moving once I'm in front of the window and look out of it feeling nervous about his gaze on me. He's almost two heads taller than me, his shoulders are wide and he looks entirely made up of muscles through his clothing. I know I wouldn't stand a chance fighting him without the force or a saber. I'm looking out the window with my hands in front of my dress, I can still feel his eyes on me even with his helmet on. Without looking at him I blurted out not knowing what to do with him just watching me.

"Who are you?"

"Kylo Ren."

"What do you want from me?" I request lightly while glancing at my hands and mumbling warily, "... Kylo Ren."

"To join me." He answers instantly, making my heart beat faster in panic, "I want you to learn the ways of the dark side."

"If that's all you want, then you should already know from Ben Solo, I refuse." I snap in anger as the memories from two years ago appearing into my mind. I turn my head to look at him then and ask, trying to hold in the feeling of mourning, "Where is he, Ben... Why are you the one asking me?"

"Because I'm the leader of the First Order," He states in a venom tone with his head tilted, "The Ben you speak of is dead."

From his words, I hold my gaze onto him for a long moment, saying nothing. My heartbeat feels like it has dropped into my stomach at the thought of Ben gone. Looking away from him and out the window trying to stay calm, I whisper out feeling as if the surrounding oxygen's gone, "I... I don't believe you. I would've felt it in the force."

"Oh?"

"Where is he?" I repeat louder this time as I try not to let my emotions appear on my face. After two long years in seclusion, I still could feel my heart wanting Ben. Even after breaking his promises, burning our home to the ground, and going dark, my heart still has an ounce of hope left for him. It might be because he's the only one I know is still alive for me to have hope in. I've held onto that little sliver of hope for too long for this Kylo Ren just to shatter it in seconds. Feeling my stomach boil up, I glance at him when he hasn't answered me. He walks toward me and I instantly look away from him nervously out the window, I could hear my heart in my chest as he gets closer to where I stand. Once Kylo Ren is right beside me, I let out a shaky breath in fear at the thought of Ben leaving me alone in this world for this man to decide my fate. I feel one of his gloved hands touch the skin of my back, it's so light I wouldn't have felt it if I wasn't so alerted. When I feel his fingers glide down my back, I let out once more in a sickening voice, "Where is he... He wouldn't leave me here with you."

Kylo Ren removes his hand from my back and it causes me to glance up at him to see what he will do next. Moving both of his hands toward his helmet, I watch him click something on the sides before pulling it off his face. I breathe in harshly and can't help but stumble back slightly at the sight of Ben Solo behind the mask. His hair has gotten longer and his body frame is unrecognizable from the last time I saw him. Even his calm and rested expression seems different from the one I knew years ago, but his facial features are truly Ben Solo's. Lifting a hand up in the air between us, I stutter out in a complete loss of words, "B- Ben..."

"Kylo Ren." He corrects me as he sets his helmet on the desk. I shake my head slowly and back away in disbelief. After two years without him, this is how he sees me again, telling me he's dead and asking me to join the Knights of Ren once again. We stare at one another and this time I know he's looking straight into my eyes. He's peering at me with longing but something within seems twisted, I couldn't pinpoint what though. After a moment of neither of us saying anything, he expresses in a quiet low boyish tone, unlike the robotic's voice, "You..." He pauses as one corner of his lips turns up, "You still have the face of an angel."

He takes a step toward me and all I could muster up was a slap. The loud sound of my hand on his cheek fills the room and in an instant, he grabs my wrist that slapped him. He tugs me until I'm directly in front of him before snapping out in anger I've never seen before, "You will not do that again, Ani, do you hear me?"

I don't answer him, but he releases me and I storm away from him to the opposite side of the room to put some distance. I feel my insides turn at the sight of him again; he looks like himself, but a different version I've never known before. Hands clenched, he waits for me to say or do anything. I watch as his eyes fall from my face and down my body, his eyes admire the dress that widely surrounds me before peering back up into my eyes. I haven't been able to take my eyes off him since he took the helmet off. As I look upon his face, all I can think about is his betrayal to me. Clenching my jaw and fists at my sides, I state with hatred, "What am I doing here?"

"You know what I requested of you." He answers easily and paces in the room but doesn't get closer to me, "It hasn't changed..."

"Neither has my answer." I announce to show it won't change, I turn my back to him and whisper in defeat, "Are you going to leave me again now? Put me into another cell until I agree?"

"No. Not after what happened this week." Ben... Kylo explains and I hear his footsteps get closer to me as he informs me, "I've heard all your attempts to leave and I've decided you will stay with me... You are under my supervision until I can trust you to-"

"Trust me... Trust me?" I whisper like it's the most outrageous thing I've ever heard. Spinning around to face him, I wanted to cry, but I don't want to give him satisfaction. Taking off my heels, I throw one at him and he catches it in the air with the force. I clench the other one then and run at him, barking at him with all the anger I've been holding inside, "I trusted you with my life! I told you I trusted you to keep me safe, and you left me to rot for years. You made the promises! How dare you say I can't be trusted-"

"Ani, stop! I came back for you didn't I? I kept you safe?" Kylo shouts as I try to hit him with the heel but I continue to swing at him ferociously with the heel clenched in my hand. He misses my blows by taking steps back as I shout at him with all the words I've wanted to tell him over the years, "You we're everything to me, Ben! I thought you'd be there for me and you left me! You destroyed our home, our family, the younglings-"

"That's enough, Anakia!" Kylo grabs my hand with the heel in it just as it misses his face. He holds my wrist in a scrutinizing grip, making me drop the heel. It hits the ground just as he walks toward me, still gripping my wrist. I back up but he continues to come closer as he roars out in frustration, "One day you will understand why this is the way it must be. It will be wise of you to be grateful for what I have done for you, and you will be good in listening to me from here on out."

"What good have you done for me?" I spit out at him as I try to get my arm out of his grip, I yank it as hard as I can but it's no use. He's now pushing me back as he walks, his expression is terrifying at this point but I don't let him see how scared I am. I try to kick him in the legs, but it only makes him grab me by the waist to lift me up. My dress's scrunched up now by his hands on my waist. The moment my feet are off the ground I feel myself being thrown back, I get dropped into the center of the bed with a bounce. I'm free from his grip once I've landed and my dress surrounds me on the black comforter. I look up to find Kylo Ren hovering over me, his face is stiff in an unreadable expression as he tells me, "I've kept you safe, untouched for two years. I've kept the end of my promises even after all the times you've tried to escape... Now, you will do as I say from on, Ani. You are to stay here with me, if you try to escape one more time I will chain you to this bed. Do you understand?"

"Who are you?" I let the tears finally leave my eyes at the sight of this aggressive man, "I don't know you anymore."

"I said." He then grabs me by the thighs and pulls me to the edge of the bed to ask again, "Do you understand Ani?"

I look away from him and nod silently, to which he lets go of me. I feel the tears slide down my face as I stare at the red fabric around me; I don't dare glance at him. I don't want to see him in my sight anymore. He has become someone I never known and is now a complete stranger to me. My Ben would never dominate me in this way, he would never treat me aggressively as this. I hear him walk away from the bed and pick up his helmet off the desk. Keeping my face away from the sight of him, I hear him say in a robotic tone, "You are to stay here until I return."

"Go straight to Hell." I whisper out in hatred of what my life has become because of him. I hear him storm toward me and in the following second, I feel him grab my jaw. His gloved hand forces my face to turn and look up at him. My eyes meet his mask and with his hand still around my jaw he declares, "You will thank me one day for all I've done for you."

With those last words, he stocks out of the room, leaving me in the center of his bed. The door shuts behind him and I fall back to lie in the bed; I burst into an uncontrollable sob. I sense the fate of my future will forever be entwine with Kylo Ren for a past life that no longer exists anymore.