Here you go. The October 2016 flash fiction, as promised.

Summary: Rey knew she should hate Kylo Ren, but ever since they had delved into each others' minds, she's finding it harder and harder to be angry at him. Why?

Genre: Family/Frienship

Rating: K


Rey faced Kylo Ren deep in the summery woods of Ilum. The old Resistance base was far behind them, and it was the closest civilization to the meadow they had met in. The setting was a strange parody of their first lightsaber fight, back on Starkiller Base. But here, there would be no turncoat soldiers bringing a lightsaber, or earthquakes to interrupt it.

If it ever got started.

They stood across from each other at opposite ends of the clearing, lightsabers ignited and pointing downwards. Each of them waited for the other to make a move, but each was reluctant to be facing the other.

Finally, Kylo Ren decided to break the slightly tense silence. "Look, neither of us want to fight. Why are we even here?" He plopped down onto a conveniently placed rock.

"Because the Resistance and the First Order want us to?" the scavenger offered hesitantly.

"True." He sighed. "But the bond..."

"Bond?"

"Yea. It's a Force connection between two or more people...wait, you seriously don't know what a bond is? I thought Luke trained you better..."

"Well, I didn't exactly get to the good stuff. It was just long, boring meditation, day in and day out."

Ren chuckled. "Trust me, I know what that feels like." He paused for a second. "Hey, it seems like you're still in need of a teacher. I could tell you about all the little intricacies of the Force and all..."

Rey thought about. "Yea. I think I'd like that."


Well. That didn't go as planned. But anyways, still cool. So, yeah. Review, everyone.