Chapter 2

Kylo Ren sat in his personal medical bay onboard Supreme Leader Snoke's Star Destroyer. He was attending to the last step in healing his scar, or trying to heal it as best as he could. The scar would never leave him because of how deep it was. It was a constant reminder of the scavenger girl, which wasn't such a bad thing. Kylo admired her and wanted her to stand with him. There was no way she would, given her loyalty to the Resistance. But still, he couldn't help but dream that she would see the purpose and power the Dark Side gave. His mind became clouded with thoughts of her when he felt a shift in the Force. Looking around the medical bay, he could feel her there with him. His eyes wandered across the room until they locked onto the eyes of the scavenger. Kylo couldn't believe she was here sitting across from him. He had no idea where she was in the galaxy and had been feverishly searching for her. Yet here she was! He felt a sense of wonder cross over him as they stared at each other, brown eyes locked on brown eyes. Kylo could see no fear from her but feel her confusion clear as day. He shared in her confusion and wondered how this could possibly be happening, knowing she wasn't truly here with him. If she could project herself across galaxies to see him, how could she? The effort alone he knew she couldn't possibly have honed in her skill of the Force that quickly to do so. But if she was doing this, why was she contacting him? Kylo was positive that he was the last person she would try and connect with, especially after what he'd done to his father, Han Solo. It haunted him every day, especially on many sleepless nights. He couldn't get over this act and he wished he was able to change his father's fate. But before he was completely swallowed up by his regret, Kylo flinched as Rey brought up her blaster and shot him.