This is the sequel to Silver Star! I am now completely going my own direction with the story and it may eventually lead into The Rise of Skywalker (I haven't decided yet). In my first story, I really only did things from Ben and Saya's perspective. This story will feature many other characters perspectives as well.

Hope you all enjoy!

Chapter 1

The wind was a nice relief on the dry and hot planet. Saya wiped the sweat off her face as she made her way to the cool shade of the small hut she shared with Rey. It had been a year since she joined the Resistance. Leia had made the decision to keep the Resistance underground as much as possible to recruit and train as many new members as they could, including Saya.

For the past year, Saya trained with Rey, Finn, Poe, and Rose in everything she ever wanted to learn. Finn and Rose helped her learn how to handle guns and blasters. Poe taught her how to fly basic Resistance ships, quite eagerly actually. And Rey worked together with her to learn the ways of the force and try to teach her how to use the lightsaber.

Saya finally felt she was awakening into who she was supposed to always be. She was able to easily communicate with anyone she wished to speak to, although she still could not speak verbally. Working with Rey, she learned how to move things with the power of the force, although she was not nearly as skilled as Rey in that aspect. And as far as the lightsaber training, Saya felt helpless. When Rey finished rebuilding the broken lightsaber, she eagerly pushed Saya into training with her but as soon as training had begun, she made no real progress and had no skill. The lightsaber did not feel right in her hands. Perhaps because it was not hers but either way, she was not skilled in the slightest.

Saya flopped down on her cot and Rey followed behind her.

"Saya, just keep practicing! You will get it!"

Rey, the lightsaber may just not be meant for me. Perhaps there's another way I can be useful. Maybe I'm just not meant to be a Jedi.

"Don't say that! We have to keep trying! I know it's hard but we will both become Jedi someday!"

Saya sighed and laid back on her cot. Rey had been training so hard and was pushing Saya to keep training, although it was hard for a rookie to train another rookie. Rey confided in Saya that she wished Skywalker had been there to train them both but he passed away after the fall of Snoke. There were now no more Jedi Masters to train them as Jedi Knights.

Saya closed her eyes and tried to wrap her head around the frenzy of the last year. She had to adjust to so many different new things. As the Resistance stayed hidden, they had no need for her healing services other than to heal those who got hurt during training. Her lifestyle had once again completely changed. She went from the strict, modest lifestyle of the Healers Order to the confining, luxury life aboard Starkiller base and now to the freedom yet lower living of the Resistance. Before, Saya had been forced to wear only dresses but now she was wearing pants, tunics, and boots. It took her quite some time to get used to it.

The worst thing Saya had to adjust to was the loss of Ben. For the first few weeks, Saya cried at the feeling of loneliness. She missed him. She missed his arms around her and his kisses. Several times she stopped herself from taking a ship and going back to him. But he wasn't her Ben anymore.

He was Kylo Ren, Supreme leader of the First Order.

She could almost laugh at the thought of him taking her back with open arms anyway. She left him. He probably hated her now that she was with the Resistance and would most likely end her life the moment he saw her again.

Saya stood and walked outside as Rey flopped down onto her cot and sigh in exhaustion.

She looked across the sand and saw the Resistance members all hustling around, either currently training or finishing training for the day. It has been very hard for the Resistance this last year. For every new member they gained, the First Order seemed to gain three more. They had long since recovered from last year's battle and Kylo Ren had been established as an even more intimidating and terrifying Supreme Leader than Snoke had ever been. Several times the Resistance had to run and find a new place to hide in fear that the First Orders new allies would turn over their location to the First Order.

The Resistance finally chose the small desert and took over a small abandoned village. Leia considered it as 'hiding in plain sight'. The Resistance's few remaining allies provided supplies they needed to survive.

Saya sighed and heard the hustling of sand from behind her.

"Saya, you ok?" Rey asked.

Saya didn't turn to look at her but instead, watched the sun slowly begin to set for the day.

Rey, can I confess something to you?

"Of course"

She looked up into the sky and stars slowly made their way into view as the sky darkened around them.

I… keep hearing a voice in my head. One that keeps telling me the same thing over and over again.

Rey stepped up next to Saya.

"I hear one too. It feels like it keeps telling me the right moves to make, the way to make things move. I think it's the force speaking to us"

I have a similar voice. But mine keeps telling me that there's somewhere I need to go. Somewhere I need to be. I just get this urge to take a ship and follow it.

For the six months, the voice had been whispering to her. It kept telling her to come to them, to follow their voice and find her identity. However, she was constantly unsure of herself. Perhaps she was going mad for hearing such a voice.

"Well, maybe you should listen? You have to do what you feel is right. Maybe the voice inside you will lead you to the answers you want to know"

Rey and Saya had become close friends ever since she followed her off of Snoke's ship. Saya was happy to have a friend to confide in and speak open and freely to. She confided in her longing to know who and what she was. Saya never cared who her parents were. As far as she knew, they cast her out and threw her away to the Healers Order. No, she wanted to know what she was and how she got such amazing abilities. Snoke's comments had still haunted her. She remembered him telling her about how her kind had always had such amazing power.

But why? Who was she? WHAT was she?

Saya sighed.

Maybe someday. But not right now. I'm going to stay and be of service to the Resistance for as long as possible.

Rey looked down to the sand.

"I know Leia will appreciate that. But you still need to do what you feel is right. I hope you follow the voice soon and find what you are looking for"

Rey turned and went back inside their small hut, ready to turn in for the night.

Saya looked to the sun that was now setting and casting darkness over the sky. She made another silent prayer. She said one every night to herself.

Ben… Wherever you are I hope you are well. I miss you. I hope to see you again, and soon. I love you… please come back to me…

After finishing watching the sun set she returned inside of the hut, ready to try and sleep and awaken for more training the next day.

-!-!-!

Far across the galaxy, sparks were flying in the welding room as pieces of his long broken helmet were welded together. He had to admit, the gold that was used to weld his helmet together seemed to make an improvement on the helmet. He considered it another symbol of his power.

With one final check over the newly forged helmet, Kylo Ren lifted it up and placed it over his face.

The First Order had long since recovered and spent the last year training new troops and increasing in power. Snoke's allies were now his, along with several new ones. The ship had been rebuild and the First Order was once again ready to spread its hand over the galaxy and bring back proper balance.

Kyle Ren exited the room and made his way down the hall. Every soldier and General he walked past was quick to bow, as they should. The role of Supreme Leader fit him well.

He quickly made his way up the lift and entered his newly restored throne room. The room was now surrounded by windows for him to be able to see the planet and stars outside. Kylo wanted to be able to look out and see the galaxy he now almost had complete control over.

The guards around him bowed then quickly went back into their positions. He approached his throne but stopped just short of it. He never did care for the throne. Snoke had always been seated in it, never moving except to rise and intimidate anyone in the room. Kylo only sat in it to establish his position with anyone who entered the room to see him. He had to sit in the damn thing to establish exactly who he was.

He was the Supreme Leader of the First Order and now the entire galaxy.

Kylo stopped on the first step and looked over to the slightly smaller throne next to his. He immediately ordered one created next to his as repairs to the room had begun. And only one person would ever sit in it and rule by his side.

Saya.

He dreamed of her every night. In his dreams, he was stroking her silver hair and holding her in his arms. And every time he woke up to an empty bed, his anger knew no bounds. He wanted her back. He NEEDED her back. And he was going to get her back, no matter the cost. She would stay by his side and rule this galaxy with him. Kylo vowed to make her understand why he needed to bring the galaxy under his rule. She would understand. He was sure of it. And once the Resistance had finally been destroyed and the galaxy was completely under his control, he would spend the rest of his life making her happy.

In his heart, Kylo knew she missed him and wanted to be by his side. Even if it was in his dreams, he could hear her whispering to him:

Ben… Wherever you are I hope you are well. I miss you. I hope to see you again, and soon. I love you… please come back to me…

Even if it was a dream, he knew that's how she felt. She still loved him. And he loved her.

A year ago, he lost her to the Resistance. But after the battle that almost destroyed the First Order, he needed to focus on gaining their power back and spreading his own influence. But now, everything was in place. He could move forward with his plans, both for the First Order and his own personal matters.

As soon as Kylo took his seat, the lift doors opened and seven men in body armor entered the room. As soon as they were in the middle of the room, the all dropped to one knee and bowed their heads.

"Supreme Leader, you wished to speak with the Bounty Hunters Guild's best hunters. We are at your service. What do you command of us?"

Kylo carefully looked over all of the men. All were dressed head to toe in armor, weapons in hand.

"Are all of you truly the best Bounty Hunters in your Guild?"

The man in the middle spoke again.

"Yes, Supreme Leader. None of us have ever failed in securing a target"

Kylo nodded.

"Good. I have a bounty to place in your hands. I want them delivered to me, safe and unharmed in any way. Do this and you may name any price for bringing them back to me"

The hunters couldn't seem to contain their excitement as they looked back and forth to one another.

"It is our honor Supreme Leader! Who is our target?"

Kylo clenched his fists and looked to the smaller throne next to him. It was finally time to get back what belonged to him.

"…My wife"