Chapter 1

In his quarters, Kylo Ren stood opening the container that held the remains of his grandfather's helmet. He waved his hand over the top and watched as steamed pooled out revealing the mask of Darth Vader. Staring intently at it, Kylo reached out his hand to touch the helmet and let his hand rest upon it, closing his eyes as he reached out through the Force. He was trying to reach Rey and had no idea if he would in fact be able to connect to her mind. It had been over a year since she had shut the door on him back on the mineral planet Crait. He still remembered her conflicting feelings for him and felt that he had received confirmation about their mutual admiration of one another, despite the arguments they encountered. Reaching out with his feelings and felt as his mind travelled across the galaxy looking for the scavenger who was able to evade his grasp for so long. Kylo breathed deeply as he continued searching until the unexpected happen - found her. Like always, he couldn't see where she was, but there was no denying that he had once again linked his mind with hers. He could feel her heart racing and knew she was focusing on training of some sort, the Force strong with her.
Rey, Kylo spoke her name in his mind which stopped Rey in her tracks. She had already found that she became distracted while running the training course General Leia designed for her in order for Rey to hone her Jedi skills. Rey paused and found images flashing through her mind and didn't realize that lightyears away the same thing was happening with Kylo. Their minds were joined together and they both were able to see flashes of the past, present, and multiple futures.
At once the flashes paused on a vision of a huge, spiked throne shrouded in darkness. In their minds, Kylo and Rey stared at the throne and realized it was the throne of the Sith. As they both continued looking at the throne, there were figures that appeared: one sitting on the throne and one standing next to the throne. Looking closer at the figures, both Kylo and Rey could see that it was them by the throne. Rey stared at the figure of Kylo Ren sitting on the throne with power and poise while the figure of her stood right at his side, dressed all in black. She watched as the dark version of herself walked closer to Kylo and sat on his lap looking directly into his eyes before kissing him hungrily. Kylo watched with envy at the sight and felt Rey's mixed emotions as he knew she was seeing exactly what he was witnessing.
The figures continued to kiss with a raw, untamed passion while Kylo and Rey watched as the figures stripped each other of their clothes, things heating up fast. The moans from the figures filled Rey and Kylo's ears as they watched the two figures become one physically, mentally, and spiritually through the Force. The two figures were grinding against each other, their glistening bodies beading with sweat as their passion overtook them. Kylo and Rey struggled to look away from the scene unfolding before them, both conflicted with how they felt. Their emotions ran as wild as the two figures that were losing themselves to each other. As the figures screamed in pleasure at their highest point, they turned and locked eyes with the real Kylo and Rey which shook them both out of the visions. Kylo released his hand from where it had been on his grandfather's mask and had difficulty slowing his breathing down. Rey felt the release of the connection and shook from her ragged breathing at what she just witnessed through the vision. Even though they were lightyears away, both Kylo and Rey had seen what they desperately desired but felt conflict about it at the same time. Rey wanted Ben Solo, not Kylo Ren. She had dreams about Ben Solo where she would give himself to her completely. But she would never turn to the Dark Side for Kylo Ren. Kylo had dreams about Rey constantly and would stop at nothing until she was at his side. He turned and placed his own mask on himself before stepping out of his quarters, his heart and mind still racing.