Pull To The Light (Kylo Ren)

by Cakeydaftone

Abandon on a planet, inexperienced and new to Snokes side Kylo must battle with his emotions when a fiery girl enters his life, but nothing is what it seems when you are dealing with the Sith.

The Pull To The Light

Chapter 1

"Repeat what you just said!" His puckered mouth growled out. The tall thin figure of Snoke towered above me sitting on his throne. He appeared more fearsome in the flesh than his hologram represented him. I felt his anger and resentment after hearing my words. I thought he would strike me down at any moment as he pointed a cadaverous hand towards me.

"I feel it again, the pull to the light." My meek voice without my mask seemed inadequate under his scrutiny

"Your words disturb me Kylo and what happened in the training room today."

"A mistake, a momentary lapse of concentration." It had to be.

"A mistake! One of my best men is dead! I need more than that." His voice reverberated across the room and caused me to flinch back. Snoke stared at me quizzically with narrow eyes. "Your mind is much clouded at the moment, your arm does it heal well, or is it your bleeding heart I should be more concerned with?"

I glanced to my right arm. "Its is nothing. I live to serve the order."

"I have doubts; I sense conflict within you Kylo, I sense sentiment. You have been down this path before. We are so close to tracking down Lor San Tekka. The resistance has gained momentum; we have lost scores of our troops. I cannot have you lose clarity at this crucial stage."

"You can count on me Supreme leader."

Snoke smiled. "Good. Now go."

I nodded my head and took off out of the room. I was lucky today I would suffer no punishment by his hand. Such treatment was fair, you had to give everything; I was prepared to give everything after what I nearly lost.

I looked in the large mirror opposite the bed at the scar on my arm where the blade had met my flesh. Even after a year, there was a visible scar an inch in length, the edges still slightly raised and of a dark tone. I didn't like it, it made me feel uncomfortable to have a constant reminder that someone had gotten close to me mentally and physically. I grabbed the black shirt off the bed and put it on in anger, and looked across at my newly constructed helmet that was placed next to my grandfather's. I walked over to them and placed a hand on the old burnt-out shell. The plastic was warped, an echo of its former self although I still drew strength from its presence. Having a connection to Vader beside me guiding me through my struggles, I heard him within me, speaking to his grandson. I knew he would set me on the right path with his assistance. I hadn't felt his presence within me for a while though and my faith was beginning to waver. My mind was in torment; I wished I could flick a switch and quiet such thoughts. It was as though she was still here within this mark I bore on my body, and I would have to carry the memory around with me for the rest of my waking hours.

The last few days had been relativity quiet, I had too much downtime to brood on past matters. To make matters worse I had looked upon the saber I had taken from her in her last few moments. I kept it in a locked box in the storage closet in my quarters. I had been curious a few days ago and decided to open the box again. When I had taken the lightsaber out and held it in my hands and inspected it, I felt drawn to a path I left many years ago. The hilt was more primitive constructed than my own, dark brown leather handle and tired cheaper looking metal, all I could scavenge at the time. I ignited the cutting blade. It burnt with a strong red flame that illuminated my dimly lit quarters and turned the stark gray walls a magenta tone. I had closed my eyes tightly and wondered what she felt in her last few moments. She probably thought I was a blight on her life and cursed meeting me. I could almost smell the forest around me like the first day on her planet...

Chapter 2

I awoke to find myself lying on my back staring skywards. I noticed the pain I was feeling before my eyes could interpreter anything else. I felt my hands push along the soft dirt and leaf litter as I urged myself on my knees. I felt tenderness when I moved my torso and I lifted my shirt to see bruise marks around my ribs. I dropped my shirt then dropped back down on the floor to think it over. I had no memory of what had happened, all I knew, I wasn't on the Supremacy. Where was I? I just remembered being taken by Snoke's guards to a clinical looking room with a surgical bed in the middle. So this was Snoke's way of me being compliant? I knew that I was new to his side and he thought me untrustworthy, sometimes I truly wondered if he despised me. The knights vowed for me but I had to earn Snoke's trust and guidance I learned. I didn't think this would be part of my training, however. Maybe I didn't pass the grade? I shouted and protested as I was escorted out of his throne room after my anger got the better off me, an outburst that was wholly my fault but I was justified questioning his methods on overseeing the First Order. But why this? Why leave me here? I would have willingly taken my punishment if there was a meaning behind it. I could sense this was different. Snoke had kept his guard up the whole time I was in the room. I couldn't gain anything from his mind.

I wanted to spring up immediately, but my body wouldn't let me, not yet. The sunlight casting through the trees caused me to close one eye. I held one hand up to block the light and could see a feathered beast making calling noises. I rose to my feet and walked around in a tight circle in a washed-out haze trying to piece together the events that led me here but I was met with a blank every time. I saw my lightsaber lying on the floor where I had been lying. I grabbed hold of it and clipped it onto my belt. I walked through the forest. I stopped, wondering what direction to go in. I walked maybe three miles; it could have been ten before I started to feel hungry. My mind became clouded again and I felt weakly, unable to even lift my feet over the thick tree roots that peppered every step. I stopped, pressed my sweating back against a tree trunk then slowly slipped down the trunk towards the floor. I was hot and heady after hours in the sun. My skin was beginning to react. I was only used to the static environment of the ship rarely visiting the planets' surfaces. I looked down at my hands, their reaction to the bright sun, and the way my pallid skin burnt mildly.

I sensed them eagerly advancing before I heard their feet trample the leaves. I rose to my feet and felt for my saber and held it tightly in my hands viewing in all directions. I heard cries that filled the forest air calling others to the hunt. Wolves! The sound was getting nearer. My heart began to climb as the adrenaline primed my body ready to fight. I ran as fast as my legs would carry me, jumping over branches and rocks that lay in my path. The blade on my saber hummed as I sliced through vines and branches in my way. The wolf calls were still following me as I moved direction gauging where the attack was going to come from. I paused awhile catching my breath then ran again with as much speed as my body would allow me. The calls faded as I moved farther away. I stopped, catching my breath, leaning over and staring at the floor. I coughed and held my injured ribs. I could taste the tang of copper in my mouth and spat out. A trail of saliva and blood exited my mouth onto the forest floor. I could feel somewhere in the distance the beasts thirst to sink their teeth into my flesh. I knew it would only be a matter of time before they could smell my blood and it would only made them yen for me even more. Before I had time to regain composer a figure ran into view, its face was covered in a face scarf. I could see that it was female judging by her eyes, body shape, and height. She held in her right hand a wooden staff with a sharp blade pointing towards me. She screamed as she ran forward, a strange battle cry of sorts. I brought my saber down on the thick wooden spear she welded. The spear cut through like a toothpick under my hot red blade. She stopped and stared at the piece of wood she still held with puzzlement. The wood smoldered and the smell of burnt wood went up to her nostrils. She suddenly looked more angered than before and threw the leftover wood at me in frustration. I ducked out of the way and the wood fell uselessly to the side of me.

"You missed." I withdrew my blade. She was no threat to me, I could have killed her if I had wanted to but I found the woman intriguing. Also being the only other human I had encountered so far I thought it safer to let her remain alive.

She smiled and looked down at my footing. "Did I?"

I hadn't noticed the net camouflaged under my feet. The woman hit a rope that was lying against a tree and the net with me contained in it rose into the air swiftly. She playfully laughed as I jostled and struggled in the air. I grappled with the thick rope that pulled against my body. I couldn't help myself after the physical exertion so was helpless to the situation. I was regretting my decision to let her live.

"Let me go, or else!"

The woman saw my lightsaber on the ground and picked it up. "Nice," she said to herself ignoring my cries. "Let me go or,"

"What?" The woman interrupted me. She reached for a small knife on her thigh holster and cut the rope. The net and I came crashing to the ground. I lifted the net off myself and tried to rise. The woman moved quickly than I anticipated. I felt pain on my head then the rest was a blur.

Chapter 3

I opened my eyes to find the woman staring at me. I hadn't expected such a sigh and so jerked back in fear she may touch me or something even worse. She seemed spellbound by my presence and I become anxious when I noticed my hands and feet were bound together by rope. The rope from my hands was attached to the wall of the hut by a large bolt.

"I wondered when you would wake." The woman said. "My name is Vella. I have been following you since you turned up here in the forest. She spoke perfect basic if a little stilted. She had pleasing features, striking green eyes, braided long brown hair, and her face was marked by two bands of paint across her cheeks. Her clothes looked like an old rebellion flight suit, now mostly in tatters and rags. If this was a rebel stronghold why was Snoke leaving me here? It made no sense, not unless he wanted suffering and certain death for his apprentice.

"And who are you?"

I didn't react to the woman's words. I sensed soreness to my lip, I steered my dirty fingers, rubbed on my bottom lip wiping the dried blood away. How she looked on a simple act with such lustful intent. Had she never seen a man before? Is that why I was such a prize? I looked around the simple mud hut. I cased the place out for my lightsaber but couldn't see it. I tried to beckon the saber towards me. I felt nothing, no energy. I tried to push at the young woman facing me, I couldn't however. I felt so ordinary; I felt so painfully at her mercy.

"Why did you not kill me?"

The woman smiled. "I saw the light in you or maybe the darkness in me." She turned away from me and placed another log on the fire.

"You had every right to," I added.

The woman turned around. "Yes, very true," She flicked out her knife and pointed it at me. I took a few anxious breaths and she sighed in response. "But it's not sporting to kill an injured creature."

"Is that how you view me?"

"You're likely a foe, a first-order scum." She picked a cup up from the wooden table and poured some water into it from a pot jug. "I haven't seen a resistance drop here for weeks. I don't know who you are" She held the cup out just beyond my reach. I desired the water so much that I could almost taste it and feel it on my parch lips. She knelt and placed the cup on the floor still beyond my reach. She smiled and moved away from me. I cast her a vexing look then clambered for the cup. My fingers could almost touch it. I almost had it within my reach then the cup tipped over and the contents poured onto the floor. I lost my tolerance.

"Do you enjoy tormenting me!?"

She sat on a small stool facing me. She was still smiling. "Yes, in a way." She kept staring. I found it uncomfortable under her scrutiny. What was she thinking? I reached into her thoughts and instantly recoiled away. I knew what she yearned for and hoped she didn't act upon her desires. I also learned sheled a sheltered life living in the forest world. Her only job was to oversee and guard the Jedi temple. The resistance leaders that came often spoke of the battles and the fear that they had for The First Order. They had heard of 'one' that stood beside Snoke and they feared the pairing.

"What is your name?" She asked with enthusiasm. I shifted uncomfortably pulling against the rope around my hands. If she were to know my name and who I truly was I would surely die.

"Why does it matter to you?" I replied with hostiles in my voice.

"It matters not, but it pleases me and I need something to call you." She rose from the stool and picked up the cup and refilled it with water. "A trade for information." I looked away from her in disgust.

" Look I know you must be thirsty, why deny yourself."

"I won't play your childish little game" I looked up from beneath my dark lashes. "Now can I have the water."

She gave me the cup and I furiously drank, spilling the water clumsily onto my shirt. I noticed her watching captivated by my actions and our eyes locked. She dropped her gaze then sat back down on the chair and reached for a brown leather bag that was lying on the dusty floor. I looked up at her with interest wiping my mouth. She brought out my lightsaber. I leaped forward but was pulled back and yelled out in pain against the rough rope burning my skin.

"Give me that!"

She moved away from me. "No, it's far too interesting."

"You have no right!"

"You have no rights on this planet."

I concentrated, closed my eyes, and tried to will the saber to my side. It didn't move. thwarted, I rested back against the wall.

"It's a lightsaber, right?"

"You don't know of such things, you are not worthy to wield such an item!"

She pressed the switch and the blade burned into life. She let out a scream of excitement. She moved the blade through the air and then her expression dropped. "I wondered how many people this has killed." She said staring at the blade, the red light reflected in her eyes.

"Countless!" I spat with bile. I was pulling at the rope around my wrist in her ignorance.

She pressed the side button and the blade disappeared into the hilt. "Then I don't want it." She placed the saber back into the leather bag. "And neither will you have it."

"You can't keep me here indefinitely they will come looking for me. They will find you, kill you! Don't you understand, girl."

"I know this place better than any of you." She peeked out the hut's door. "I will take you to the temple, the Elders will know what to do," She shrugged. "When they get here." She moved over to me. "We are going to walk there," She pulled out her knife and pointed at me. "You try anything and I will stab you in the back and let the wolves finish you of. You understand?"

I nodded. I knew it wasn't an idle threat. She crouched down near the wall and untied the rope. She yanked the rope and I had no other option than to follow her.

Chapter 4

We had been walking for what seemed hours. The terrain we covered looked no different than the other six miles we had covered, thick tall trees with trucks so vast I could hardly see past them. The forest was so dense and humid that my back was covered in sticky, sweet-smelling sweat that caused my shirt to cling uncomfortably to my body. I could go on no longer, fatigued I fell to my knees.

"Get up!" On seeing me she yanked the rope upwards.

"I can't." I exhaustedly replied.

"You must, we still have three miles to cover." I hung my head to her words. No, I'm not moving another foot! What if we got to the temple? The elders would welcome me with open arms. I doubted it. Would they kill me? I wasn't sure. Jedi were peaceful, however, I was responsible for such heinous crimes surely they had to be a price. She continued to pull on the rope and the course material began to rub my wrists raw, the blood staining the rope. I knew I had no option. Try to gain favor with the girl. She was strong, fierce, but also naive.

She grew frustrated, pulled on the rope with all her might. "MOVE!" Birds high up in the trees fled their resting place. At that moment I noticed the leaf litter move ever so slightly, almost hovering above the other ground cover. I felt it, it burnt very brightly only for a few seconds but she had the power and she didn't even know it. How interesting.

"I can train you!" I blurted out.

She stopped pulling at the rope and stared at me perplexed. "What?"

"I can show you how to use the Saber,"

"What is the cost?" She asked suddenly tempted by my offer.

"We find a way to leave this place."

"This is my home, where would we go?"

"I know of planets we would be safe."

She looked up to the sky. "Me on board a starship." She smiled at the thought then her smile fell.

"What of the elders?"

"What of them?" I quickly replied.

"I would defy them, they would be upset if they came back."

"What if they never came back? I can show you many worlds beyond this."

She looked down at the ground struggling with her conflicted emotions.

"Don't let them hold you back." I reached desperately to her thoughts I could just make out a few words that she seemed to focus on. The resistance pilots humoring her, saying she wasn't ready for battle or anything other than being a skivvy.

"You will be the best warrior." Her eyes looked up at me immediately to my words.

"Could I be?"

"Under my guidance," I rose to my feet.

"Yes," She said.

"We need transport."

"I know of a bunker its entrance is on the surface, but I have never been able to open the door." She pointed to the left.

"Ok." I moved up to her and held out my hands. "Please remove these."

She shook her head. "No."

She was wise. I hadn't expected that from a mere girl.

"Not until we are off this planet." She marched onwards. I was beginning to like this meek but proud girl. I found myself smiling as she walked away from me.

Chapter 5

A planet came into view and my eyes widened with wonder. I had read about the place and heard Snoke talk about it many times, I never thought I would be able to step foot here myself. It looked so small outside the ship like a brown marble that hung against a dark backdrop. The planet that was so feared by many and the many that had died in battle on the planet's surface looked no different than any other world from this distance. I heard the girl move towards me and it broke me from my thoughts. It was hard to focus on any other thing when she was around. My whole thought process was obliterated and it was hard to refocus.

"Is that it?" She asked standing close by my side.

"Yes." I sat down in the pilot's seat. I pressed a few buttons and the ship made a few beeping noises then settled down again. She complained about her stomach taking off from her planet and landing was no different. My stomach was used to the strange sensation as the ship descended lower through the planets' atmosphere. Many years of being a competent pilot had taken away the nerves I first felt when I had first taken flight in my father's ship. Why did I bring those memories back? I corrected myself. Thick clouds covered the planet surface it was impossible to see anything. She had spoken of in great detail of her desired to see structures, buildings beyond her dreams. I feel she would be somewhat disappointed by what she had so far witness. Malachor could hardly be called an attractive planet, Hellish wasteland was a better description. Great winds swept up volcanic dust on the surface of the planet then whipped it up into the air. As the ship descended closer to the ground I could see the surface of gray sludge that rose and fell like an ocean of liquid carbonite. We were on the galaxy's outer rim territories region. I wasn't going to take any chances that we were spotted so I aimed for the deep chasm that appeared under the ship. Here it would be impossible to be scanned by any passing ships. The girl feared that the ship may not fit into the crack in the earth, but adeptly steered and the ship fit perfectly. The ship gave a jerk as it landed on the rocky surface. I released my seat belt and exclaimed.

"We need to be guarded here, the sand can burn your skin if it falls onto it." I was looking through some fabric items before then grabbing hold of one and passing it to her. "Here." She looked at the brown cloak and appeared somewhat perturbed. I held a similar item up and pulled it around my shoulders and hood over my head. I picked up a bag that was lying on the floor and exited the ship's ramp as she rushed to catch up.

"Won't we see any people?" I didn't stop moving away from the ship I was on a mission and this girl was just slowing me down with her incessant questions.

"What is this place?"

"An ancient place, now it's all lost, only known to a few."

"Who came here?" I ignored her. "Hey, why are we here at this place?" She protested.

"You wanted to leave that planet I granted your wish. You need to train, here is the best place."

She nodded.

I walked up to a rusted metal wall. I pressed a few buttons on a keypad that was on the stone surround and the door jerked into life. The girl stood back astounded as the two doors that were a solid wall slid away from each other making a creaking and grinding noise. When the doors stopped I peered in and beckoned her over. She walked slowly over to the door. I hastened her travel by a gesture of my hand. When she got to the open door she looked inside. A stone walkway ahead disappeared into the darkness. A cold draught blew along the passageway causing my skin to rise in Goosebumps. Snoke had told me a vague description of the network of passageways, enough that I was confident that I could work out a safe route to the main temple.

"Come," I said before igniting my saber and stepping into the darkness. She courtly followed me. As we walked I observed that the small cone-shaped objects on the wall that line the edges of the corridor every metre immediately as we reached them lit up. We had walked a quarter of a mile before I stopped. Upon reaching me she stood in shock as she looked out onto what I was viewing. The stone path that we had been following had broken away from years of neglect. What immediately seemed to take our attention and was in awe of however was a huge stone pyramid in front of us that was lower than the path. Surrounding the pyramid were smaller conventional-looking buildings, small dwellings, and strange stone shapes seemed to thrust everywhere in the skyline. The surface of the pyramid was covered in deep engravings and so were the stone obelisks that rose into the air.

"What is this place?" I cast a disapproving look and my jaw clenched in reaction to her words. How would she take it? Well, she had no choice now, no backup, or her Elders to guide her or kill me.

"The sith temple."

I could feel her blood run icy cold and her mouth gaped open. She had heard of the sith although she had never witnessed the cruel acts the others had scared her with. She still had no idea about me, which was good. However, there was a blank at the back of her mind something that troubled me. I had never seen it in any other person, a closed locked door that was impossible for me to unbolt. I took off and found a route down to the village below through a tight passageway. She obediently followed me even after the truth I brought her.

Words were never exchanged between us for hours and I could feel her mind become restless, her thoughts and emotions boil within her. We finally reached a courtyard. A grand stone building with pillars either side of the door was the main focus of the area.

"We will make camp in here," I said looking at the building. I rushed over to the stone steps, climbed them. She followed me. Inside the large room, there were six steps up to a platform. On that side of the room, a circular stained glass window dominated the wall. The many colourful panels that comprised the window were beautiful, built for the darkest of intent. The rest of the room was empty apart from the stone pillars that were there more for decoration that to hold the roof up that they were in contact with.

"What is this place?" She asked.

I turned towards her. "The sith training arena." I moved over to one of the four square stone containers that were in the far corners of the room. I placed my lit lightsaber to the interior and a flame emerged from within. I continued to light them all as she watched on.

"Why is no one here, where are all the sith you speak of?"

"Gone. Murdered by your Jedi." I moved over to a cut out in the wall. "Come," I instructed. She walked over and followed me inside the room. Inside the room, we entered was a small bed shape carved into the wall. I opened the bag I had been carrying and pulled out some rough-looking blankets.

"You sleep here," I instructed, I then charged out the room before she had a chance to reply or her mind veered onto other subjects other than sleep.

I was exhausted. It was in the early hours of the morning when I only just felt the strain of the last few days after I had stopped to rest on the stone steps. I slightly turned my torso to look at the Stain glass window behind me. I could feel Snoke push through the boundaries in my mind. Even this distance away he was strong. Maybe it was this place, the energy produced that gave him the advance. I let out a groan as I felt Snoke push again, it was too late, Snoke had penetrated his way in and now knew all about the girl that I fought so hard to conceal.

"Kylo Ren." Snoke's voice said deep within my mind. I had no choice but to answer. Even if I did want the girl to be mine I couldn't disobey.

"Yes, master," I spoke.

"Kylo Ren you must bring the girl to me. She is strong and will be a worthy addition to the order."

"Why did you abandon me on that planet! what is the meaning of this?"

"Calm yourself Kylo remember what led you to be stranded at that place. I did what I had to provide you with clarity. Now, you bring something even greater. Travel back to me and you will be greatly rewarded."

Chapter 6

I had been up for a few hours before I heard her stir. I had been able to gather a few supplies that I found in the other buildings. Some clothes, old training equipment. I noticed her in the corner of my eye casually moved to the door and peer outside. She smiled when she saw me, just an instinct and biologic action to my presence at this stage. I was carrying items around and placing them on the stone steps. She creased her forehead as she moved closer to me. It was my attire that seemed to draw her interest.

"You change?" She asked. "

I looked down at the loose cotton pants, shirt, and bare feet. It was the only way I trained so she would follow my lead.

"Morning. It is morning?" She greeted as my eyes fell on her.

"Yes it is and time for your training to begin."

"But we only just got here; you haven't even told me your name."

"It's not relevant to your training."

"I will decide that." She said with irritation.

"You're wasting your time and strength; it's going to be a strenuous day." I walked over to the sacks that were placed near the steps.

"No breakfast? I'm hungry!"

I quickly grabbed a wooden staff that was lying on the floor and took a sweep at her. She jumped back instantly. She looked at me in shock with those bright green eyes.

"Impressive," I said with a slight smile playing around my lips.

"No breakfast and then you try that!"

I swept the staff at her lower this time and knocked her off her feet. She gave out a grunt as she fell onto her back.

"Do you think an enemy will wait until you have eaten?" She just stared at me with exasperation. "Now grab the other spear and take off your shoes." She looked down at her feet puzzled. The floor was covered in sharp grit. This man was insane. Her thoughts amused me and I fought hard to contain my laughter.

"No, why?"

"Because you need to feel the ground beneath your feet."

"If you want my feet to be cut to pieces."

"Precisely." I simply replied. "There is always a degree of suffering in training." She paused and weighed up her options. It was too long a wait for me. "Take them off!" I shouted and caused her to jump.

She sat on the stone steps and quickly started to take off her soft leather boots while I watched on constantly moving around her holding the wooden staff. She got to her feet and I immediately saw her face tense with pain as the coarse grit attacked her feet.

"Good, now we begin." Without warning, I swung at her causing her to leap to the side. "Think about your defense." She tried to ascertain where I would move next. I could feel her astonishment at how fast she was to dodge my moves. A slide here, a crouched there. She was keeping pace with me even before much training. I threw a move from her left. She moved to the side then rolled out of the way. I paused, panting for breath.

"You tired?" She playful asked noticing I had broken into a sweat.

"You're mediocre at most, you're holding back. Don't see where I move next, know where I move."

"How do I do that Master?" She said it was sarcasm in her voice, I, however, liked the term, it pleased my ears. To be called a Master was a big ego boost that I wasn't expecting. I moved closer to her, stood by her side then reached for her hand. I pulled her hand towards the ground.

"Feel it. Feel the energy; imagine where my feet will land." She closed her eyes. She could sense something under the surface of the ground, deep down. She could feel her skin tingle like an electric pulse. She had made a connection to the force. Now she knew what secret she held inside.

"Now attack me," I instructed weaving in front of her.

She rose to her feet with her eyes still closed then she opened them straight on me. A swift move from her hands on the staff managed to hit me on my right arm. I let out a groan of pain. I blocked her next attack, a sweep to my legs cutting from the left. I jumped above her staff. Overreaching knocked her off balance. Seizing the advantage I gave my staff a swing to her right side. I felt the impact of the wood against her ribs. She fell from her feet reeling in pain.

"Good, you're much improved, but we have many more rounds to complete." I gave her a hand up as she held her injured side. "We will have more combat training later after endurance."

She sat on the stone steps brushing the grit from her sore bloody feet. "I can't do anymore, I'm too tired."

I bent down to her, my large frame stooping over her. "Then you will never leave here. Only completing your training will secure your freedom." I pulled on my boots.

She rose to her feet and angrily balled her hands up into fists. "That wasn't part of the deal. You didn't say anything about being imprisoned here!"

"I said I would train you and take you off your planet." I started to move away from her.

"You lied to me!" She grabbed my arm and spun me around to face her. She was feisty, I had to admit I enjoyed the challenge she presented. I grabbed hold of her hands that were fumbling around in the air on their way to attack my face.

"What did you expect, training would be easy? Grow up you are far from your cosy world now." I walked away from her again. I could feel the burning resentment rise within her. She rushed up to me gave me a blow with the wooden staff to the back of my legs. I collapse to the ground. I looked up to her with shock and awe. I wasn't expecting her attack to deftly knock me off my feet. She stopped above me with the wooden staff gripped firmly in her hands. She aimed the end clearly at my throat. She could have killed me in a second if she wanted to. She paused and caught her breath. She threw the staff to the side of us and crouched above me, I could feel her warm, rough, ragged breath on my moist skin and I shivered as it cooled my body.

"You won't ignore me again! That I guarantee." She rolled back on to her nimble feet. "Don't we have training to do?" She smiled.

"Yes." I answered as she gave me a lift to my feet.

I walked towards her room carrying a round tray with some meagre rations of soup and bread. She must be hungry I thought. I pushed her maybe a bit too hard over the first few days. I was just so eager to see what she was capable of. She had already exceeded my expectations. She could hardly walk straight when we returned from running so she must be resting I assumed. I entered her room and she had her back towards me. I could suddenly feel my heart race and my mouth tensed and dried. She was naked. She was completely unaware of my presence. She was dressing in a brown robe. Her brown braided hair hung loose and damp over her shoulders. I edge out of the room, but she had heard my shuffling.

I averted my eyes. "I'm sorry, I brought some food."

"Thank You."

I glanced back quickly to see she had turned around and tied the belt on her robe. "I'll leave you to rest." I left the tray on the bed, grabbed hold of my water canister, and darted for the door.

"No!" She exclaimed. I stopped "Don't go. Why don't you stay? I don't want to eat alone, here," She looked around the room. "In this place, feels kind of strange."

"Ok." I sat on the small seat opposite the bed. I noticed the bruises and faint whip marks up her legs from the wooden staff and how her skin was still glistening from the bath.

"You don't say much do you?" She said breaking the bread apart dexterously.

"What is there to say?"

"A great deal I assume. Please sit beside me, I won't bite." She patted the blanket beside her.

I swallowed hard a ball of saliva and rested on the bed.

"I know who you are." My eyes flickered with interest towards her. "Kylo Ren, the one the resistance talk about."

I nodded. "How does it make you feel?" I asked.

She gazed at me. "I don't know, what should I feel?"

"Hate, disgust, fear."

"I guess something is wrong with me as I don't feel any of those emotions."

"Then what do you feel?" I gripped the metal beaker tighter in my palm.

"A longing to know the real you."

"This is me."

"You hide behind a fake name and mask. You want to be like the people that built this place. Do you want to give your life to their cause?"

"I've trained for many years to get to this stage. You don't know the draw of the dark. I will not give up my place at Snoke's side." She edged closer to me, too close to breathe properly. I had to take short intakes of breath to stop myself from losing consciousness.

"You wouldn't leave his side for anything?"

"I know what you ask of me, but I won't get involved other than training you. I've been instructed by Snoke to teach you then bring you back to his side."

"You lie. I know you don't truly want to hand me over to Snoke." She moved her head so close to mine now that it forced me to stare at her waiting lips.

I have to remove myself from here. "Please," I said firmly. She still proceeded to move in further still.

"Please what?" She asked smiling.

"Stop this now."

"You can leave at any time." She was right, but I couldn't move a muscle. Surely this was witchcraft or at least something I didn't fully understand.

"Then stay." She placed her hand on my thigh and my muscles tensed under her touch.

I removed her hand quickly. "You need to learn more self-control."

Her face became serious and I felt her frustration before I quickly left.

I sat in the darkness in my room brooding on what had happened, shaming and cursing myself for being so weak. I pounded my fists into the wall until the plaster bore signs of my flesh and my knuckles wept with blood.

Chapter 7

Training was awkward for the few days after I had left her room abruptly. It had to be that way even if she would never understand why. She had accomplished so much in her training, and I feared she would be good enough to take to Snoke. She still held back from the darkness, something Snoke would not tolerate. She would have to embrace the dark if she was ever to progress or live through meeting him. He could smell weakness on any individual; it clung to the air like rotting meat around him. He wouldn't stand even a spark of lightness within a dark sith. I was sure that even the thought caused him physical pain.

She was still out in the courtyard. Her staff danced in the air, her feet kicking up dust with every movement she made. I watched carefully from the arena door not to alert her to my presence. I crouched down resting on one knee and watched her engrossed with every little detail. I hadn't seen such determination since training with my knights. Something stirred inside a well of pride, admiration although it had been so long I had another emotion other than rage it seemed a foreign concept to me. My body seemed feverish to the new thoughts and sensations that were playing out. I hated it, despised the feeling she was sending fore, but also loved every second of it. I feared the disrepute this would bring me. If Snoke knew how I felt, that I was tempted by flesh. He should never know. I would have to build stronger walls around my mind to keep him out. Staring at her every move I viewed her like a dancer performing just for my benefit. She hadn't displayed any precognition or was able to sense my mind yet, not that I could detect. I would have to awaken that aspect. She had already given up so much it will be so easy to push her towards the dark path. She must go to that place to complete her training.

I was waiting; I had been sitting in the semi-darkness of the room for a while, listening to her footsteps grow closer. I sat on the stone steps. I felt relaxed but at the same time bursting with nervous energy with what was about to unfold.

"Vella." I spoke as she made her way into my eye line. I had never said her name out aloud. My words words caused her to jump then smile.

"I didn't see you. I thought you were busy looking for supplies?" I ignored her words as I got up.

"Training again?" I asked innocently.

"Yes."

I moved over to where she was standing. She was panting and covered in beads of perspiration, the smell hung close in the air to her. I reached her mind. She was anticipating something, was that the reason her vital signs rose? She gripped her staff tighter.

"Ahem, I think we need to discuss what happened the other day." She dropped her gaze, too self-conscious.

"There is nothing to discuss." I would save her the bother and embarrassment.

"I think there is. Do I threaten you?"

My eyes widened. This girl, surely she wasn't suggesting such a notion? Her words and thoughts, however, pique my interest. "Why would you think such a thing?"

"Your defensive attitude toward me that night, but you watch me from afar."

"I don't know what you mean?"

"In the courtyard early,"

My eyes narrowed.

"I could sense you watching me."

So I had been deceived or I had been too complacent? "Yes, that is true," I replied.

"Then gave me an explanation?"

"You are a threat to me mentally and physically you don't know the power you weld."

"You think I mean you harm?"

"Who knows in the future? You are cunning Vella, who is to say you would not betray me?"

"You could do the same to Snoke? I'm sure the thought had never crossed your mind?" She said with sarcasm in her voice.

I smiled. "You're even beginning to speak like a dark sith. You will find you will have to become ruthless to progress up the ranks." I unrolled the piece of cloth that was lying on the step. "I have a gift for you." Her eyes looked up to me with surprise as I took out the cylindrical device and handed it over.

"It's a saber." She turned the object over in her hands.

"Usually you would make your own, I took the liberty, however." I thought she may find it substandard compared to my own. I had to raid the surrounding buildings, the ship and I found a Synth-crystal in the sith temple to complete the hilt. She turned on the blade and it ignited in a red flare.

"I think you will have no problem using your saber after all your training but I think we can have some mental stimulation" I spoke breaking her from the moment.

"Mind training?" She asked and I sensed her heart rise again.

I stared at her a few seconds longer than I should have then replied. "Yes." I walked away from her. "Follow me." I beckoned.

I entered my room. On the small stone, windowsill was an incense burner that lightly fragranced the air with a deep musky but sweet smell. It had three fins around the other edge in the middle. It was a dark copper colour and had red lining marks etched into the body. The object linked to the Sith ritual when the mind had to be awoken from its slumber. The smell was supposed to increase the senses and open the mind. I walked over to my bag and pulled out an ornate bone-handled dagger. I returned to her side as she gazed at the floor remembering times on her forest planet. I wasn't happy with what I saw in her mind. I had to quash any sign of it, kill it and burn her forest to the ground. I stepped in front of her and gazed down and our eyes locked. She couldn't look away she was drawn to my magnetizing eyes. She also felt uncomfortable under my gaze. She wanted something I could sense that within her. The way her lips softly parted and the intense look upon her face like she was keeping inwards some unseen force that if let slip would engulf us. She wanted me to act upon my intentions. I could felt her pulse quicken and her heartbeat like a hammer against her chest. Suddenly worried and aware I could hear and sense such thoughts, bodily actions she dropped her gaze towards my boots and cleared her throat hoping I would fill the silence. After a few moments I granted her request, only my words provided more tension.

"Submit to me." I raised her head to meet my eyes with my left hand, touching her chin softly and tilting it. She saw how I still held the dagger in my right hand tightly. "Relinquish your power, the struggle you have within you. Give in to the dark side." Her first instinct was to run, her soul awakened to urges she hadn't realized or had buried them deep, so deep that she thought impossible I could exhume them. I could still see her unease at the mention of the dark. Her inward fight towards it that she wouldn't let go. I needed to show her that it was meant to be, together, how powerful we could be, how weak she was without letting out her true potential. I had to overpower her. I had to persuasive her at all costs, even forcibly. I must have her by my side. The cost of returning to Snoke without her compliance would be too high a price. I knew what I must do. She would feel pain at first, but I was optimistic she would become one with it, like when the knights who initialled me into their collective. The branding mark they burnt into my skin while I lay panting on the ground in agony. Soon the pain cleared and my soul was reborn. I knew it would be the same for her if only she gave in.

"We need to focus your attention." I grabbed her hand quickly shocking her. She gasped not knowing what to expect. I held onto her wrist, my grasp so powerful I could have broken her fragile bones if I wanted to. I forced her palm upwards and ran the sharp blade across the surface of her skin. The flesh soon oozed blood and she winched in pain. I looked on at thehemorrhageflesh with ragged breaths. I could feel her pain and shock; it excited me to have power over her. It wouldn't be long now until she gave in. I could feel the endorphins being released within her body; she would soon be in a dizzy rush.

"Pain is the best way to focus the darkness." I held her hand tightly even when she tried to retract it. Out of fear her body tensed up. I searched her mind but still couldn't see the release I craved from her. She still held back. I must break the walls that she builds so high, she had to be pushed to the limit. "You must understand Vella." I pushed my thumb into the wound. She cried with pain. "Feel it, don't be afraid, don't hold back." I stared into her eyes and she looked down at her hand.

"I can't do this." She pleaded to try to remove her hand from my grip wanting the pain to end, but at the same time wondering what the release of it would bring.

"You can. Just remember the bitter words of the people that put you down. They thought nothing of you Vella. They left you there on that planet to look after their rotting temple." I spat my words fore. I noticed her eyes moisten. I knew she was on the cusp of being in the palm of my hand. I pushed back a smirk. "That's all they thought you were good for, they had no respect for you."

The water pooled around her eyes until a tear broke free, slid down her cheek. I released my grip satisfied with her progress. She held her hand looked at it. The blood reflected the light from the lanterns around the room and glistened on her delicate hand. I watched a couple of steps away and wiped my hands hastily on a rag. I noticed a slow burn of anger rise inside the pit of her stomach. She wiped the tears away from her eyes leaving a blood smear across her face. Feeling the rage, sadness, made her crumble to her knees. I could feel it and it hit me like a heart attack.

"They lied!" She sniffed the words out.

I bit my tongue, keeping a smile at bay that was forming inside. "Yes, they did." I agreed with her. Her mind was on fire I could sense and it was almost intoxicating like a drug I was getting heady from it. She could no longer keep the anger within herself she screamed and the noise caused me to lean back. Her reaction was even beyond my wildest dreams. Then as her scream subsided and she closed her eyes tightly the room seemed to descend into silence. She opened her eyes curious. I watched it from afar. She found she wasn't in the room but an empty place, a place between places, no sound, no light, and no landscape. The walls, floors seemed to just move as black water as she walked through it. I could feel her pulse began to climb again as she panicked. I was so used to this place to have her casually stroll throught it was a novelty. It must so alien to her. I had been a visitor many times to her mind without her knowledge, it only seemed fair to exchange places. The substance felt warm around her ankles inviting her to bathe. She bent down at the constantly changing surface. She thought she would see her reflection on the surface, however, it bore no imagine. The water seemed to dance in waves like the sea rushing up to shore, however, there was no shore, just black liquid as far as the eye could see. I decided to make her trip more pleasant and to make her more at ease.

"You made it," I spoke.

"What is here?" She asked looking into the blackness.

"This is my mind," I answered as I walked into her eye line from the liquid.

"I'm in your mind?" She asked.

"Yes, can't you feel me?"

"Yes."

"How is it?" I asked standing in front of her now, peering down at her eyes willing her to have the same answer as my own succumbing to my thought process so we could be one. She could feel everything, my drives, passions, secret pains, and my thoughts on her. She felt wrong, I felt guilt rise within her. I reached out for her hands and held them gently in mine. This was all she wanted after first meeting me in the forest days ago; her dreams come true when she looked down at my lifeless body after she had knocked me unconscious. My lips were close to hers now it would be so easy to bridge the gap. Then the thought came like a bolt bursting through her brain then slicing into my own. She pushed back mentally and I dropped her hands as I struggled to maintain control.

"It's a hollow desolate place. I can feel the deep hatred you possessed, I feel the pleasure you have for the pain and the thought repulses me and sickens me to my stomach."

My expression turned to disappointment on hearing her words. Her breathing became ragged and her lungs reached out for more oxygen against the encroaching void I brought fore. Enraged I pushed her back onto the pulsing liquid. I pinned her tightly around her wrists causing her veins to restrict under her skin. She struggled under my weight as I continued to try to force her deeper into the substance. She pressed back mentally and physically with all her force until both of us became vertical again, standing to face each other. She pushed me hard in the chest and the two of us found ourselves in the room again, ending up on the stone floor. I stared menacingly at her. She would not get away. She could not escape what I had planned for her.

"You can't deny it, you can't deny the dark right of your soul." My words ripped through her and she couldn't move. She just stared at me as pulled myself on my knees to reach her. My eyes and manner gentle now, I had to gain back her trust. I moved careful stalking, looking downwards to meet her gaze.

"Be with me and we will be stronger than the supreme leader and the knights put together."

"I can't. Every time I think of the dark I think of what you have done and will do. What would that make me an accomplice to your evil?" She ran out of my room, through the arena. I quickly followed her. "Vella!" It was pointless she was gone. She was too quick. She stealthy disappeared into the darkened courtyard.

Chapter 8

I ran towards the temple. I stopped to take in the colossal structure in front of me. It was always dim within the deep underground chamber of the Sith city, but the light high above the clouds was just breaking through, touching the top of the Pyramid. The light highlighted the pewter embossed surface. I knew she must be near. She was blocking my thoughts. I was finding it hard to work out what distance she had traveled. I had searched many of the buildings she had visited before. Although I had forbidden it I had a feeling she was inside this building. I ran up the steps and past the stone pillars covered in text written in a long-forgotten language used by the Sith eternal cult. I was learning to decipher the code, although most of them were meaningless symbols to me. I felt her energy, the hairs on the back of my neck and arms stood up when I entered the large door. I lit my saber and walked the length of the grandiose room filled with ancient granite figures of past cult members that stare down towards me. Their lifeless blank orbs for eyes seemed to follow me with each step I took to a small opening on the far side of the room. I followed the passageway, my saber guiding me through the darkness until I met a chamber that was illuminated by a large burning touch. I turned off my lightsaber and clipped it onto my belt. There she sat on a stone plinth, her hood over her head, her feet firmly planted to the spot. She was turning her lightsaber hilt around in her hands. I could still feel her anger. What more distressed me was the despondency in her spirit. Where was the fire that was present? Maybe the authenticity of the character she discovered within my mind had extinguished any faith she had we could be together.

"Vella, please come back with me." I held out my hand. "Finish your training."

"Training me to be a monster! You corrupted me."

"No, freed you, allowed you to be who you are meant to be." I stepped closer to her and I could see her eyes now. Her ferocious eyes short me a glare. She gripped the handle of the saber tight in her right hand. "Come back with me, be with me."I beseeched her.

"No, not after what I have felt within you. Every time I think of you I feel the dark."

"But you have felt it within yourself. The first time we met you admitted it." She hesitated, her anger dimmed slightly.

"It was a mistake. It was a mistake to not have taken you to the Elders. They would have seen fit what to do with you and the war may have been won or at least pushed to our advantage."

"I would have been likely killed,"

"Maybe it has to be that way." She coldly replied. I moved closer to her, almost within touching distance.

"I don't think you want that." I closed the gap so she could feel my breath on the side of her face and I softly spoke. "I think you deny the Elders for a reason, I think you're here on this planet by your own volition."

She stood in silence for a few moments not meeting my gaze before. "What if I refuse?"

"Then you must do what you need to do. Kill or be killed. Go back to your homeworld and forget all about this. Close the door and bolt it tight."

Our eyes locked and I knew of the choice she was going to make. "Can you live with that?" I asked.

"You don't need me to say it aloud." She answered clipping the saber hilt to her belt."

"We both know that we can never go back." She tilted her head slightly as she gazed into my eyes. "Your greed got the better of you; you wanted me all for yourself. What do you think he will say about your actions? You will have to pay for them."

I couldn't answer so she answered for me. "We won't tell him." She gave a serious expression.

After leaving the temple we arrived at our base camp at the arena. I felt lightheaded and my stomach heaved. I could sense others behind the arena door. I knew who they were because I had spent many years with them not to be in tune with their wavelength. I knew the deathly threat they presented and had no doubt they would act without mercy if they had no option. I crept around the door and crouched looking towards the small rooms I and Vella had occupied the last few days. I saw one of them walk out of the room carrying remnants of Vella's old clothes. Cardo held the discarded rags up, inspected them. I so trusted the knights with my life in the past, now I feared losing it by their very hands. He threw the clothes on the floor. He arched his head toward my position. My heart leaped into my mouth and despite feeling frozen to the spot I willed my body to retreat away. I ran to the side of the arena building Vella was sitting next to.

"They have found us." I managed to say after recovering my breath.

"Who?" She asked in horror.

"The knights." I sat by her side.

"Then we must leave."

"We can't. They know we are here. They have probably got the ship covered."

She gave a sudden intake of air and I could feel her dread.

"We have to offer ourselves to them it's the only choice. They serve the supreme Leader they have to take us to him."

"And then what?" She asked.

I moved my eyes from her to the six figures heading towards us. They drew their weapons and stood in a line five metres from us. I stepped forward in an unthreatening gesture. I was sure they wouldn't just strike me down; Snoke would prefer me to suffer well under his hand.

"Halt!" One of the men called. I stopped.

"Kylo Ren you must come with us." I nodded. My heart sunk back down into my chest and I gave a sigh of relief, maybe Snoke had changed his mind about Vella.

"And the girl." Another man spoke.

I felt my body dropped a thousand feet as I looked back towards Vella. She rose to her feet and wiped tears from her eyes.

Chapter 9

We had been given food, water, a change of clothes but we were being kept in separate cells onboard the Supremacy. I tried to communicate with Vella to reassure her however she was hard to reach and ever more reluctantly to responded. She had closed her mind off to me by her own will or it may have been Snoke causing a barrier. I knew ever how well versed and strong-minded Vella was nothing would have prepared her for the sights on the ship, the guards causing great fear within her. She lay on her bed the first day we were here sobbing endlessly into the night. I wondered who she was crying for. Herself, me, or the life she left behind? I wished anything to comfort her, to stop that sound coming from her cell. The second day I heard the guards talking amongst themselves that she wasn't eating. I pleaded with them to see her but they wouldn't hear of it. It was the fourth day before Snoke sent for us. The praetorian guards handcuffed me and pushed me out of the cell. I walked down the corridor longing to see her. The guards led me into the throne room then left my side. My heart skipped a beat when I saw Vella standing in front of Snoke wearing a black towelling suit. She turned when she heard footsteps enter the room but she didn't greet me with a smile instead she had a dull lifeless expression. She appeared apathetic to her own and my situation. What had he done to her mind?

"Ah, Kylo'" Snoke said as I walked up to them. "It's good to see you again." I stood before him, previously I would have knelt. The lack of said action didn't go unnoticed by him. "Knee, boy! Before your Master." He raised a hand and I felt the energy he produced force me onto my knees. I felt my body tense like it had taken root to the ground beneath me.

"That's better." He smirked.

"Yes, I'm sorry Supreme Leader." I abhorred the grovelling in my voice. I looked over to Vella but she didn't respond to me glances.

"You may rise." I followed his instruction upon the weighted feeling leaving my body. "I hear you have been training young Vella here into a formidable warrior?"

I nodded.

"Why were you hiding when your knights came to Malachor?"

I looked to Vella for a reaction, just something to indicate she was with me. Her mind I could not contact. She was stranded in a locked off place that I had no hope to reach. I struggled to keep Snoke from invading my thoughts. He was pushing my defences down; my stamina was being drained with each passing second.

"We..." I stammered. "We were mindful of others."

"I see," He said looking at me with hawk eyes to see if I betrayed myself with a mere gesture. "I don't think we need those." Snoke's eyes rested on my cuff's then they fell off idly onto the floor with a click of metal. "I want to see Vella's training myself." Snoke pulled my lightsaber from the side of his chair and held it out towards me. "Take it." I hesitated. I didn't want to fight her here like this. I wouldn't be able to pull my blows for fear it being construed as a sign of weakness from Snoke. I focused on the saber and used my energy to pull it to my palm. I moved into a guarded pose.

"Well?" Snoke spoke impatiently.

I wondered who would be the first to move, but in the end, she made it easy for me. She ignited her blade and swung the blade to my right side I dodged out of the way, I would be sliced in half otherwise. She was serious. Her face was determined. I just about broke into her mind and she felt anger towards me, almost hatred. She was turned by the worse of minds. She wanted a place by Snoke's side. It all seemed clear to me now. I felt ridiculous, I felt cheated, worse of all I felt a fool.

I weaved out of her blows; my blade hardly making contact with her's. I glanced over to Snoke. His face was furious as he viewed me, that I wasn't giving my best. Vella caught me off guard and knocked my saber hilt from my hand. It skidded across the floor towards Snoke. He sighed disappointment. I ran towards my saber but Vella beat me, she held her lightsaber towards me. I looked into her eyes. I felt jealously rise inside me. Was she meant to replace me at Snoke's side? I 'who' had trained for two years?

"Fool!" Snoke shouted. We both turned to face him. "I knew you had a weakness in your heart Kylo Ren," He looked to Vella. "But I see young Vella might be a more willing and better apprentice than you."

Vella clenched her teeth and swung towards me. I flipped back, beckoned my lightsaber. It hit my hand and I ignited it before she could give a deathly blow to my head. Our saber's locked and I strained to keep her off me. The energy from the saber's hummed and sparked as we struggled with each other for dominion.

"If you do this you can never go back, your precious Jedi what will they think of you then?" I spoke with resentment within Vella's head.

"Why do you think I want to go back?" She stared at me as her words penetrated my mind. Her emerald eyes were now a jaundiced-looking yellow. She withdrew her saber from mine and gave a blow to my upper arm. I yelled out in pain as the saber blade cut a gash into my flesh. I fell to the floor holding my right arm and feeling the heat from the burnt cloth next to my skin.

"Good." He cackled. "Now, finish him." I looked at him in horror, not surprised. A Sith's way was to purge the weak and decadent. This to him was a manner of schooling. I knew what was to come, but I wasn't going to go down, not today. Vella brought the saber down towards my head, but I was a fraction of a second quicker. I thrust my saber towards her chest. I saw the end of the blade exit through the back of her body and she gave a gulp of pain. Her eyes held surprise in them; right until the end, she thought she had the upper hand. I turned off my saber and she fell limply onto the floor beside me. Her cold lifeless eyes stared up at me. I couldn't bear the view so I turned away. I felt the dry retch and pull of tears in the back of my throat. I swallowed then turned to face Snoke.

"I had no choice," I said as I glanced over her body.

"I know, but you made the right one." He smiled. "See what good romantic love does?" I rose to my feet. "And the pointless of it." Snoke looked to the right of his throne and a figure emerged from the shadows. She walked forward and I nearly died a second time today, to my disbelief and unease a girl identical to Vella stood to the side of Snoke. My mouth gaped open and I felt the urge from my stomach to vomit at the image I was seeing. How could this be?

"Hello." She spoke softly just like my Vella.

"Did you think Vella was the "one" Kylo?" I looked towards both of them dumbstruck. "One of many," The girl walked forward and smiled at me. "Clones used for training methods. You weren't training her she was training you, to free your mind of sentimental rubbish."

The girl walked past me. My eyes carefully followed her out of the room.

"Now I hope you will be able to maintain your normal duties and training," Snoke said in a patronizing tone causing me to look back to him. I need to leave this room and get back to my cell before I break down and let all the agony flood from inside me, I need to hold on just a while longer.

"Of course Master," I replied then bowed. I quickly glanced at Vella's body again as the troopers came to remove it but I never looked back as I left the room.

After a year the wound was still vulnerable to being reopened at the mere thought of the girl. The supremacy home to two thousand, two hundred and twenty-five personal was still a lonely place to be in the middle of the night. I know as I often roamed the corridors at night hoping to interact with someone that gave me hope to keep fighting. To Snoke, she was nothing, nobody, just a ploy, but not to me she could have been someone, my own. I would always ponder what could have been. I have said all this, my story, my plight grandfather as I need your help, I need your strength that what happened will never happen to me again. I stare at the hollow eyes in the mask and I hear the deep breathing of a respirator...