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Shatterable

By: The Hat Potato

"What did you think gave you the right to order a stop to the attacks on the villagers?" Snoke demanded.

Kylo Ren could see Hux smirking in the corner. Of course he had been the one to tell him.

"It was supposed to prove-"

Kylo was cut off by Snoke's blaring voice, "Prove? Prove what? That you are truly as weak as your father was? That all of your power can be swayed by a worthless girl?"

Kylo gritted his teeth, "The order was made out of pure military strategy. We are not losing anything, and in return, we are gaining the girl's trust."

"Supreme Leader, if I may argue," began Hux, lips pursed.

"Silence!" ordered Snoke before turning his attention back to Kylo, "My faithful apprentice, why would we need the trust of a scavenger?"

His words were laced with ice, but Kylo's returned with fire, "The more trusting she is of us, the more details she will share about the Resistance and about Luke. She is the key to ending them once and for all."

Snoke seemed to contemplate this reasoning before finally responding, "I hope you are aware that failure will lead to grave consequences."

"Supreme Lead-"

Before Hux could get any further than that, Kylo's hand had shot out to his throat. He did not have time for anything he might have to say. He let a few more seconds pass before unceremoniously dropping him to the floor and walking out.

His fists clenched and released in fury. Why had he given such a stupid order, knowing what the outcome would be? Oh yeah. Rey. Snoke was right. He was weak. He had all of the power and he could take whatever he wanted. He did not need to listen to her. He didn't need her approval.

He should have cooled off. That would have been the smart, rational thing to do at the moment. Instead, he found his feet stomping up to Rey's door. She should be up by now anyway. His gloved fingers jammed into the keypad at the side of her door, unlocking it. He roughly slammed the door open and it banged into the innocent wall beside it.

Rey, who had been asleep before his abrupt entering, was now sitting straight up in her bed, body tensed in preparation for an attack. Her hair, which was half pulled up, lay in disarray. She calmed down a little once she saw that it was only him.

He barged through the doorway and quickly shut it behind him. Rey could tell something was wrong by his actions, but she couldn't quite figure out what it was due to the barrier of his stupid mask.

As she watched him, unease crept back into her. This was not Ben, who had been so kind to her and ordered the stop of the attacks. This was Kylo Ren.

"Take your mask off," she demanded.

Kylo was not in the mood to obey orders. "Why?"

Rey's eyes narrowed, "Please."

"No."

Rey was confused. That usually worked. "What is wrong with you?" she asked sharply.

"Silence!" he barked, his words echoing Snoke's.

His distorted voice made her jump. She hated his helmet.

Rey leapt from her bed and walked stiffly towards him. Her hands shot up to his head in an attempt to remove his mask. Sadly, he was too fast and far too tall. He pushed her away effortlessly.

Kylo could not let her see his face right now. He was sure that his anger and rage were spelled out over his expression. Then again, she seemed to have already guessed it from his actions as she now stood a few feet away quivering.

Even though she could not see his face, she could feel his eyes scanning her body.

"Put on the training clothes," he told her.

In truth, Rey had forgotten all about them. They lay discarded over the side of a chair. He swiftly picked them up and handed them to her.

Rey looked at the cloth and then back to Kylo, waiting for him to move. Instead, he stood his ground, staring at her.

"Change."

Rey's eyebrows knitted together and her mouth flew open, "Not until you leave."

"I'll close my eyes." Despite his mask, she could still hear the mirth in his voice.

"Do you really expect me to believe that?" she scoffed.

He did not respond and she, in turn, stood motionless with her arms crossed in defiance.

At last, he conceded and leisurely turned around. Though it was a slightly better situation, Rey did not like it. She wished she had remembered to change last night when she was alone.

"If you turn around, I'll kill you," she threatened.

Rey undressed and redressed as quickly as physically possible. The old, worn outfit was cast aside to the bed. Her fingers ran through her hair and her hands ran over the light grey fabric, smoothing it against her figure. She could tell her face was burning red when she spoke again, "Okay."

He turned back around only to reveal handcuffs. From behind the safety of his mask, his eyes scoured appreciatively over her body.

"No," she said firmly, gesturing to the cuffs.

Ignoring her demand, Kylo grabbed her and turned her around, pulling her wrists together behind her back. He fastened the restraints tight enough to leave bruises.

"Ow!" she shouted at him, but he did not seem to listen.

He entered the combination to the door's lock system once more before dragging her out into the world beyond. He walked at a ridiculously fast speed and she struggled to keep up.

Unlike the last time she was moved, she now had the ability to see. Her mind raced to memorize her surroundings, trying to find something with useful information.

Suddenly, Kylo stopped and Rey nearly slammed into him due his abrupt change of pace.

"Any attempt at escaping is futile," he said, turning to look at her. She hated when he read her thoughts, but it was worse when she couldn't even see his face. Before she could respond, he had placed a hand, clothed in black leather, over her eyes.

From this new angle, she was in front and he had to nudge her along. "Stop it," she spat. He did not.

They now had to walk at a painfully slow pace and Rey felt like she was falling with every step. Nonetheless, they eventually reached their destination. Rey heard the door being unlocked and then she was pushed inside.

His hand dropped from her eyes and she spun around to face him. All of her energy was concentrated on him and, soon enough, she dove into his mind. Bits and pieces of his conversation with Snoke flashed before her eyes before he drove her out, fists clenched.

"So that's why you're being like this. It's Snoke's doing."

"If this is anyone's fault, it's yours. The order was your idea." His temper had risen even higher due to the violation of his mind. He did not even consider the fact that he had read her thoughts just moments ago.

"Your wrongdoings are becoming your pastimes," she glared. "Just because Snoke is trying to enforce evil inside of you, doesn't mean you have to give in! You did the right thing, Ben. It's okay."

He did not respond and Rey mentally begged him to let her see his face. Instead, Kylo walked behind her and removed her hands from their bondage. He strolled over to a huge cabinet in the corner of the space and opened it to reveal a collection of extra lightsabers.

"What color do you want?" he asked.

Rey could not hold back her laugh, "What?"

"I figured that was something that girls cared about," he stated.

Rey giggled again, "I wish that I had my lightsaber, but I guess I'll just take a different blue one."

He grabbed one and threw it to her before unsheathing his own.

"That hardly seems fair."

"What?" he questioned.

"That you get to use a lightsaber that you're used to," she said, putting her hands on her hips.

"Fine," he growled, reluctantly laying his weapon down along with his gloves and procuring a new one. Unsurprisingly, it glowed red when he lit it.

Rey grasped tightly to the metal of the sword, blue light illuminating her face. She stared at him, unsure of what to do. She was not used to fighting him without life or death consequences.

"This is your training - you make the first move," he told her.

Rey grit her teeth and lunged at him, saber swinging down on him. He skillfully dodged her attack and sighed.

"You need to use the Force. Focus on what I'm doing and use it to your advantage," he instructed.

She calmed herself before looking back to him. She sprung forward aggressively only to find his saber clashing against hers.

"You're trying too hard. Let go," he grunted, arms straining to slide away from her attack.

Rey pulled away again and closed her eyes. She stayed like that for several seconds, feeling her stress melt away into peace. Her eyes shot back open and she began moving. She felt herself give in to the power of the Force as it guided her against his every move. Their lightsabers banged together, causing sparks to fly at random. Finally, she was presented with an open opportunity and she rammed her weapon into his arm.

Nothing happened. She looked at him confused as he deactivated his.

"These are for training. You cannot do any real damage with them," he explained before adding, "You did well."

Rey was well aware of how well she had done. She felt as though all of her energy had abandoned her. Panting, she leaned against the nearest wall, trying desperately to rebuild strength, "I won."

"In a way." He barely acknowledged her victory, but it still made her feel proud.

"Now, will you please take your stupid mask off?" she asked, back still slumped against the wall.

"Kiss me."

"What?" she gaped. That came out of nowhere.

"I will take my helmet off if you kiss me." He was challenging her, and her headstrong self wasn't one to back down from a challenge.

She stood up straight from the wall and took a few steps towards him, knowing that she would regret what she was about to do. "Fine," she shot out, squinting her eyes stubbornly.

At once, his hands were at the fasteners of his disguise, pulling it off to reveal his true passion. He cocked an eyebrow at her, silently daring her to progress. She approached him in the same way she attacked him: quickly and with a purpose.

Eyes screwed shut and hands clenched in fists at her sides, she raised herself up onto her toes and pressed her lips against his. His arms went to wrap around her frame, but she had already pulled herself from his oncoming grasp.

"Do not wear it in front of me again," she tried and failed to appear tough. Kissing him really threw her for a loop every time.

His devilish smirk flooded his face, "I won't… if you do it again."

"You're absolutely abhorrent," she retorted.

"I know."

This time, he met her kiss and grabbed her before she could retreat. His dark hair tickled her forehead, but she didn't notice. His tongue began to pry open her reluctant mouth. Soon however, it broke through and wasted no time finding her own to battle. She moaned involuntarily into the embrace.

How had she let herself get into this position again? Why had she let her stubborn pride get the best of her? Why did it feel so bloody amazing? Her brain was racing through thoughts faster than she could fully comprehend them. It settled on the images she had seen in his mind only a few days ago. The images of what he wanted to do with her. And yet, her body still refused to push him away.

To her surprise, he pulled back first. His expression looked serious and his eyes danced with questions, but she could not figure them out in her jumbled state.

Kylo drew his lightsaber to him and grabbed her arm before yanking her across the room and into the openness of the base. He did not bother with handcuffs or a blindfold, instead maintaining a vise-like grip on her upper arm as he hurried her back to her quarters.

He could not believe it. He would not let himself believe it. Not until he had proof. And yet, he could still see the pictures that poured from her mind. Rey wanted him.

Even once they were behind her locked door, his arm refused to let go. He stared at her with wild eyes that made her heart beat out of her chest. What was he doing?

"Rey."

"Yes?" she asked breathlessly.

His other hand grabbed onto her lower back and pulled her into him until they were flush against each other. He swept a chaste kiss across her nose. He needed to go about this delicately.

His voice was excruciatingly low, "Do you want t…" He could not finish the sentence, terrified that he would scare her away like a wild animal chasing its prey.

Something between a gasp and a gulp overtook Rey's throat and she shook her head. He pulled away from her as soon as he saw the movement. She looked close to tears and he could feel the fear radiating off of her.

"No. Please don't be afraid," he told her earnestly, "I won't - force you. Please know that."

She was now sniffling to hold back her sobs, but she nodded her head, "I know." She could feel the sincerity in his words. He would not harm her. At least not like that.

Looking at her now, Kylo could not help but notice what his raw yearning so often blocked out: how young and innocent and small she was. In battle, it was hardly a weakness and in everyday life, her temperament usually covered it. It was only now, in her state of vulnerability, that her true fragile nature surfaced. She was shatterable.

A feeling of protectiveness overcame him. He would not allow harm to befall her at any cost. She was too important. He did not care if it made him weak. He did not care if it made him like his father. She was all that mattered.

Rey recovered herself quickly, and with a final shaky breath, she faced him again with a new layer of strength. Though he had not intended for her to know this, in the midst of his plea, she had seen his confusion. He had seen his thoughts in her brain and thought them to be her own.

"I saw your mind - back when I was first brought to this room," she began to explain, "I know, Ben."

She did not fully explain the point she was trying to make, but he understood. He absently nodded in response while silently cursing himself out. He was used to self hatred at this point, but he felt especially horrible for this. Rey sensed his loathing through the bond and could hardly stand it. She reached out and grabbed one of his large hands with her smaller one.

"It's okay."

The End