Chapter Four: Spared
Rey had lost consciousness before she'd succeeded, but her display had saved her life. Kylo Ren was intrigued. The Knights of Ren, stationed throughout the galaxy in an obvious bid to divide their powers and ensure they wouldn't overthrow Snoke, had no female among their ranks. Force wielders were rare, all who wouldn't fall in line had been exterminated, and the girl was the first strong enough to be sensed across the stars in a long time.
He hefted her to the ship's small, emergency med-bay, depositing her with petty vindictiveness on the floor instead of a bed. Activating a pair of medical droids, he gestured wordlessly in her direction before vacating the room, sealing its door with a locked encryption code.
Kylo departed, eager to scour the computer's database. Hux's spies had uncovered a trove of information on his mother's ragtag band of vigilantes, and mentions of Rey were sure to be among the collective. The general was too cunning and callous not to utilize such a force-sensitive tool in every covert undertaking, however clumsy and novice she might be.
He vaguely wondered why the girl hadn't come up in briefings as an operative before, but it was fleeting as he sat down in front of an access terminal. Pulling up the latest additions to the archive, Kylo hunched over and began reading.
He would use everything he found against her the next time he invaded her skull. She would succumb in minutes, begging for leniency.
Yes, perhaps begging would be even better than her fear.