AN: Trying to get better about updating. Still getting used to battle scenes. Thanks for reading and have a good day.

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Finding other bases had been quick work for the Scavengers of Jakku, they knew the Sands. They knew the hidden spots that could make easy bases for those that needed a place to hide. The meeting had gone well, their plan had worked. It wasn't a total victory, the pleasure hut would stay. The parts scavenging would stay, but at least slavery would stop. No one would be owned on Jakku, not anymore.

Rey sat in silence going over the plan one more time in the quiet bunker. The teams would call in confirm the capture of the supplies, the water reservoir, and his base. Once that was done, her team would go to work. She'd lead the attack on the outpost, the explosions would go off. People would flee, her team would advance. The blowfish would try to hail reinforcements but none would come. And then he'd be jailed, just as she was- just as they all had been before being forced to do the same work he'd forced on all of them. It was justice. Or as close to Justice as the people of Jakku would get.

"The Loth cat is captured" Came the crackle over the comm as the last team checked in, it was time. Jumping up Rey flew into action. Staff in hand she ran out as she gave the next signal in her comm "Light it up!" She called as she came to stand in the center of the outpost, feeling the adrenaline coursing through her as she waited.

When her comm chirped twice she knew it had begun. "Unkar Plutt you will answer for your crimes!" She screamed causing most to stop and for the bane of the planet to pay attention to her just before the first bomb went off. Stepping forward more joined her as she went. Another explosion.

Then it was chaos. People fleeing, her scavengers charging, meeting the guards in combat. This was war, smaller than the First Order and the resistance, but the same. Then Alec fell "No!" She screamed out and quickly shot a blaster at the offending party while she dragged him to cover. Blaster bolts whizzing overhead, her teams giving cover fire.

When she had them in cover Rey checked him quickly "Hold on old man!" She called out as she held him. No answer came, instead another of their team took over. "Get back out there!" The scavenger screamed at her as they took Alec from her arms. With him out of her arms, she noticed the blood staining her. If they lost, it would be for nothing.

Her brown eyes narrowed, hardening as the young woman focused on her battle again. Whether he lived or died, Jakku had to be freed. She had to win. With a savage snarl, she jumped from her cover staff connecting with the first enemy she could find. His meager helmet had no chance against the blow as more blood stained the sand. More fell. And there, hiding behind a wall of men with blasters was her prey. "Kill them all!" that was the order from the blobfish.

Rey had to dive to the ground to avoid the blaster fire. Scrambling across the sand for cover she tried to plan. Anyone still at the outpost had chosen to be a part of this fight, whichever side. She could let go, hopefully, there'd be no civilian casualties. Peaking over her cover she fired into the fray before diving on the other side and making a run on her prey. Calling out to the Force his men were blown away. Then she was running towards him.

In a flash, she leaped over his meager cover and knocking him to the ground. "Yield Plutt!" She roared commanding the defeated foe, a blaster trained on him. A kick to the knee was her only answer. Knee buckling, blaster skidding away. Scrambling to regain her footing she barely jumped back as one of his guards tried to strike her with some blunted object.

Quickly falling back into a fighting stance with her staff she blocked and parried. Making some strong hits of her own, until he grabbed hold of her staff. Twisting it from her grasp she dropped to the ground. Grabbing a shard of metal she swung out her leg. Catching her opponent's legs he crashed to the floor. Wasting no time she jumped onto him. Stabbing the shard into his neck. Once. Twice. The third time she left it in the dead man's neck.

Blood marring her features she rose to face her prey once again. Disarming him was easy enough, her rage feeding the Force around her. Now he was a few steps away. Both weaponless, at least to the naked eye. She should call for him to yield. But looking out at the blood seeping into the sand, the bodies, the flames. No the time for surrender was over. He had to die.

Raising her hand she glared as he laughed at her, not knowing the danger he was truly in. One moment laughing and making obscene remarks the next he found himself coughing. Slowly he rose in the air. The pressure on his throat tightening. Rey watched as he struggled for air. Just like she used to struggle for food. Like so many struggled to survive. Like many who didn't survive.

The Force roared around her, it had never been so loud. And there her dark partner was, standing behind Plutt as he dangled in the air choking on her power. It felt right for him to be there, to see her power. She barely registered his wide eyes, the shock on his face as the scene played out. Rey watched Plutt continue to kick and claw at the unseen power around his neck.

Rey swore she could feel each vessel burst, she knew the searing pain he felt as he strained for air. Even as he fell unconscious she didn't let up. Let him strangle to death, slowly painfully. Mercy was never something he had given, why should he receive it now. Looking around she could see that she had every person's full attention. "Jakku can never be free while he breathes!" She called out rallying her scavengers. "Jakku will never be enslaved again!" She screamed glaring down the men who had defended the blobfish. Distantly she heard the cheers from the scavengers.

With her prey nearly dead she shifted her gaze to Kylo. He was stoic as he watched her. Never flinching. Panting she could finally smell the scent of blood in the air, the heat from the flames behind her. The ache in her bones. But more importantly, she could feel Plutt's life slowly leaking out of him. She wouldn't drop him until she was sure he was dead. She couldn't risk it. The Force raging around her wouldn't let it happen.

Finally, after what felt like an eternity the body she was holding let go of the life inside it. "He's dead" She spoke in a cold tone, sure that all she held was a body now.

Calmly Kylo nodded "Drop him." He said slowly, and finally, she let go. He fell unceremoniously in a heap of flesh. Rey maintained eye contact with her dark partner as she picked up a metal spike and raised it above before thrusting it through the slaver's head pinning him to the ground. And then her dark partner was gone. Instead, she was surrounded by the cheers and frettings of her scavengers. The battle won.

When the connection finally severed Kylo stumbled back for a moment. The dark side of the force was so strong it might as well have been the very air she had been breathing. He should have rejoiced in her use of the dark side, instead, he felt worried for her. How long until she lost herself to it? Could he stop her from being lost to it? He more than anyone knew what it took to use the dark side of the Force. Yes, the anger was there, but the fear- the pain was always stronger. Breathing deeply he hoped she'd be able to claw her way out of the dark. Closing his eyes he hoped that she'd still be Rey, the girl that he had heard so much about. The girl that he knew so much about. The girl he had begun to care about.

"Supreme Leader, they need you on the bridge." Came the sharp tone of a lieutenant drawing him out of his thoughts. Pushing that warmth to the side, and locking it away he opened his eyes, cold as ever. Turning to the lieutenant he nodded "Thank you, lieutenant, fill me in on the way." He ordered as he walked towards the bridge.