A pristine ocean of endless blue stretches across the entire surface of Ahch-To. It's interrupted by only handful of grassy black rock islands that seem to run miles into the sky.
Rey steps off the Millennium Falcon to be greeted by the warmth of the sun. The warmth feels rather nice on her skin, opposite the rough one she is used to on Jakku. She climbs a few of the rock steps before her and stops, looking back at Chewie and Artoo, who inspect the exterior of the Falcon, before continuing. Chewie looks up at her with his eyes that are reminded of an old friend. He nods in accordance and she continues up the steps with a smile.
Rey is unsure as to what she will find. She knows what she is expecting but everything that has come into her life before has come as unexpected, and much unfortunate. A part of her wants to turn back, but she has to remind herself to keeping moving forward. She takes a few deep breaths here and there as she treks up the steps to the top of the island. Another ten to go and she stops to look down, still spotting Chewie and Artoo. This comforts her.
Rey breathes almost a sigh of relief as she steps off the final step. She looks around to find herself in a clearing, the top is full of beautiful green grass and moss. She takes in the breathtaking view when she suddenly stops, holding her breath. At the other end of the cliff, a cloaked figure stands, peering out into the endless sea. She relaxes. She knows exactly who it is as she takes a few steps towards him.
He turns around, slowly removing his hood with one normal hand and one mechanical one. Luke Skywalker, the man she once knew as a myth, was standing only a few feet away from her. He's older, grey hair, and bearded. Without breaking eye contact, she removes something from the bag at her side. Immediately, he recognizes it, his eyes falling in sorrow as she lifts it up to him. His lightsaber... and his father's before him. She holds the saber out as an offer. A plea. The galaxy's only hope. His look is stunned, amazed, yet conflicted. The promise of an adventure just beginning. He stares at the lightsaber he has not seen in decades. He's stuck in a trance that holds in over twenty-years worth of mystery.
"I think this belongs to you." She finally speaks, breaking the silence.
Luke finally takes a few steps towards her, eyes locked on the saber. He stops and takes the saber into his hands, studying it. His hands tremble. "Not anymore." He hands it back to her and turns and paces back to his original spot, again staring out into the vast ocean. "We parted our ways many years ago. It was for the better good."
She lowers her arm in confusion. Rey moves next to him and holds it out in front of him. "I traveled a long way to bring this to you."
He looks her dead in the eye. "Then you wasted your time." He turns and starts down the same steps she came up on.
Rey lowers the saber once again. She finds herself in a situation that she didn't expect. She follows him. "I was sent here on a mission. The Resistance needs your help to finishing off the First Order and restoring peace among the galaxy."
"I know why you're here... and I can't help you. I'm sorry." He continues down the steps towards a landing with various huts.
Rey stops with pure passion in her eyes. "You can't or you won't? Leia needs your help." This stops Luke in his tracks but he doesn't turn around. The pain of leaving his sister behind was and still is strong. His emotions are conflicted. "She needs you. She's counting on you. She's all alone. A thing that you'd know something about." Luke quickly turns and steps close, looking deep into Rey's eyes.
"I'm alone for a better reason." He responds, almost infuriated. Luke pushes into a small village of rock huts. Rey stops as if she's giving up, but a light bulb full of determination clicks on.
"You're afraid. Afraid you'll lose another person you love. First your father, your nephew... Han Solo." Luke stops. His eyes fall in pain. He turns around. He wasn't there when it happened but he knew his old friend was gone.
"I couldn't help them anymore than you could." He says this as a way to convince himself more than her.
"But maybe you could do something else." Rey speaks with assurance. He actually stops to listen. "You can come back with me. To the Resistance. We need your help. Starkiller Base has been destroyed but our job's not done yet. We need your help," Rey continues. Luke thinks on it. He sighs.
"You need to leave. Please. Like I said, I can't help you." Luke tries to convince himself.
"The let me stay for one night. We have a few repairs to make before we set back out." Rey responds. She knows it's more than to just make repairs. "We" catches Luke's attention. He attempts to look in that direction, but effortly.
He looks back at her. "One night." He says continuing deeper into the village of huts. Rey looks out where the sun glares down on the ocean and smirks, finally following Luke.