I would like to thank all of my readers for following my story. You really don't know how that makes me feel. Never have I had this many people reading what I wrote.

As always, I am not the sole owner of Starwars.

And thanks to motionless in white and in this moment for being my muse during this.

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Chapter Three:

I woke up to the feel of cold metal on my ankles and wrists. I look down and find that I am strapped into the same kind of chair that my masters used to torture me with.

"Oh kriff," I said in fear, "no…no no no. What is going on?"

"You are now my prisoner…. Rey."

I look up to see the masked man in black again.

"Rey," I ask confused, "that's not my name."

"LIES," He shouted standing up, "Why do you insist on lying to me?!"

I flinch away from him, afraid of what he might do.

'He isn't going to believe me…. I am going to die here,' I think as he starts pacing back and forth in front of me.

I hear him start to breath harder in frustration and I see the ash on the table across from me start to rise.

"C-can you not control it too," I ask him. That made him stop in front of me.

"What?"

He looks slightly at me, or I think he does. His mask only reflecting my face.

I took a deep breath as I ask, "You can't control the power either can you?"

He looks straight at me, turning his body fully to me. Then very slowly he raises his hand towards me. I flinch because last time he did that I blacked out. But this time when I look at his gloved hand it doesn't even touch me.

"You….. you aren't her," he said tilting his head to the side.

"I don't know who you are talking about," I said.

"I know."

He took back his hand and lift both of his hands to his mask. I heard a couple latches click and a hiss as he lifted his mask off of his head.

When I seen his face for the first time…. all thought left. I was stunned by the handsomeness that looked at me. The only thing that was wrong with his face… was the scar that ran down the right side of his face and down into the top of his tunic. It looked like someone sliced into him with a saber.

He looked at me long before asking, "What is your name?"

"Mei."

"Mei," he said, as if trying it out on his tongue. His voice was deep even without the mask, "How did you come to be on my ship?"

"I stowed away on the freighter," I said hoping that he wouldn't hurt me if I told him the truth, "I was running away from the punishment that I was going to receive from the slavers."

"What was the punishment?'

I was silent for a moment before saying, "Death."

He looked away from me for a few moments with his eyes closed. He was breathing in and out slowly. It looked like he was trying to fight some inner demons.

"What did you do that you think deserved that," he finally asked. He was still holding his mask in his hands.

"I killed my master for trying to force himself on me."

After I answered him he lost it. He threw his mask against the wall to my left with all his might and the metal cylinder flew to his hand and lit up.

My eyes went wide when I realized what it was.

"Is that….. a lightsaber," I ask as I watch the red saber crackle.

He opened his eyes and looked at me. Then he looked into his hand as if just realizing he had it in his hand.

"Yes it is," he said. Then he waved his and and my bindings went open.

I quickly got off the contraption and went to the wall at my right. He looked right at me and disengaged his saber. He put the saber on his belt and started to walk towards the door.

"Follow me."

I look at him with confusion and ask, "Why?"

"I am going to take you some place where you can rest," he said picking up his mask on his way to the door and putting it on, "you look like you need some sleep… and food as well."

I hesitate a bit before I start to follow him out of the room. We walk past rooms that look like they are empty. Then past a long window…. With the stars in plain site.

I stop to look at the vastness that I missed earlier when I was trying not to be caught. The beauty of it just took my breath away. Noticing that I had stopped the man turned around.

"Is everything alright," he asked me.

"Yes," I said still looking out at the stars, "I have never seen anything quite so dark….. so beautiful."

He came back towards me to stand next to me and look as well.

"You asked me earlier if I can't control my powers," He said, "sometimes I can't. But then other times…. I can."

I look up towards him as he is taller than I am. I decided to stay silent to hear what he had to say.

"I could teach you how to control that power… that is if you want…"

"YES! I-I…. I mean, yes please," I said when he looked at me in what I think is surprise. Again I couldn't tell what he was feeling because of his mask.

"Good," he said nodding, "when you feel ready we can get started. But first you need rest. Follow me….please."

I nod as I follow him.

We finally get to a room and I can't help but look around in wonder.

We were standing in what looked like a sitting room. It had a long couch with a table before it, a bookshelf on the back wall filled to the brim with books, and a fire place. To the left of the room behind the couch was door to another room, more than likely the bedroom. Everything other than the books were black in color, but that was fine by me.

"You can go ahead and get your rest in the next room," he said, "I will go ahead and call down to the kitchens for something to be brought for you to eat."

"T-thank you sir."

"Kylo."

I look at him and see that he has taken the mask back off and has put it under his right arm.

"What," I ask.

"My name…. is Kylo Ren," He said looking into my eyes… I never noticed how dark his eyes were… or how his black hair went over them slightly, "you may call me Kylo."

"Oh," I said breathlessly, "thank you… Kylo."

I seen him stiffen a bit before he turned to leave the room. He stopped before leaving and asked, "Is that all you have?"

I was confused as I asked, "what do you mean?"

"What you are wearing…. Is that all you have?"

I look down at the rags I was wearing, and I suddenly feel the need to cover myself because it barely covered my breasts with all the tears in them. My pants weren't any better.

"Y-yes… they are all I have."

He paused a moment before saying, "I will have someone come measure you as well. Cant having you look like a beggar while in my care."

He looked back at me and said before leaving, "Welcome to the First Order."