I see it, let's Feel it,

While we're still young and Fearless

Let Go of the light

Fall into the Darkside

"You killed Finn!"

He parried her blow. "Does that mean the pilot is still alive? I would love to have a go at him too."

"He's already dead, you ass!" she screamed, coming at him wildly. He could tell she had been training, but he was at full strength and as such, she was no match for him. "He was shot down!" Rey continued. "Shot down by one of your fighters, killed, together with BB-8. He died a hero! He died like he wanted to, while flying!"

Kylo laughed, advancing on her so she needed to go into defence. "He was an arrogant fool dying a fool's death," he sniggered. "I should promote the pilot that shot him down."

Rey shrieked in rage, coming at him with full force, heedless of her surroundings. "Bastard! You son of a bitch! I was right the first time I called you a monster! You're a demon!"

"Yes," he all but whispered, feeling the Darkness rising around them. "Yes! Feel it!"

"You betrayed me! You're killing my friends!"

"They're in my way and useless. I just wipe them away like the nothings they are."

"How dare you!"

They fought for a while, trading near-blows. He was toying with her and he could see she knew it. Her frustration and anger were rising. He loved how fiery she was. He wanted her.

"Yes!" he said. "Don't you hate me now, Rey? Can't you feel it inside you?" He smiled at her, wicked. "Tell me, Rey," he purred, "tell me how you hate me."

"How could I ever have trusted you? How could I think you would turn?"

"And join your band of low-lives? How could you think that indeed!" There was a pause as they circled. "Tell me, Rey, tell me how you feel about me. Tell me."

"Monster!"

"Tell me."

"Foul beast!"

"Tell me!"

"I hate you!"

He laughed wildly, sounding like all the things she'd accused him of being. He could feel the Dark creeping up on her, feel how it was burning away the Light in her being. It turned him on.

"Yes! You hate me, completely. Hate me as much as you want!" he laughed.

He saw her eyes flicker and he allowed her to make a cut in his arm. Nothing as sweet as satisfaction to cement her rage. He smiled again as he saw it curl her lips, saw it tinge her eyes. Oh, he was getting there, getting her where he wanted her.

"Didn't that feel good?" he said, looking down at his arm. "Don't you want more of it?"

Rey started smiling back at him, but then faltered. He went on the offensive. If he allowed her to think, to focus, it would be over; he knew that. She fought like a wild cat, like a cornered beast. After a while, he noticed she was getting lost in the fight and starting to enjoy it. He tapped her mind through the Bond and shivered when he felt the pool of blackness that was consuming her.

When she caught him again—a burn on his side—a self-satisfied laugh bubbled out of her.

"It feels good, doesn't it? Revenge?" he murmured. She growled at him. "Don't you want to hurt me? Don't you want to make me pay for your friends?"

"Revenge?" she muttered, more to herself than him. "Make you pay?"

"Don't you hate me?"

"Yes!" she cried out, moving into another flurry of attacks. "Yes, I hate you! You destroy everything; you kill everyone. But no more! I'll put an end to it!"

Hearing her speak those words, feeling how close she was to being swallowed by the Dark, seeing how her eyes were occasionally flashing yellow, it made his blood burn, made him want to take her there and then. But not yet, not yet. A final push, the last words to be spoken. There was still some Light left; he could see it, feel it through their Bond. It needed to go.

"Will you now?" he mocked her. "And how do you think to do that?"

"I'll hurt you! I'll make you feel all the pain you've caused."

"As if you could."

She shouted out her anger. "I'll kill you like you killed Finn—one bit at a time—and I'll make sure you feel all of it. I hate you, Kylo Ren; you're a dead man walking! Even if it's the last thing I do, I'll kill you!"

"Yes!" he shouted as Rey's movements faltered. Her face was contorted in a grimace, her eyes shone in an ungodly light before she closed them. He could feel the Dark side of the Force, feel it as it swirled around her, consumed her, drove out every bit of Light that she had and took its place. Rey shuddered and moaned.

"You can feel it now, can't you?" he whispered to her as he stepped close. He didn't touch her, not yet; let the Force do its work first. "Let it envelop you; let it feed you. Embrace it. Fall into it. It's yours; the power is all yours, Rey."

She moaned again and he could feel his body respond. He stepped even closer to her, unable to resist, heedless of the saber still in her hand. His gloved fingers touched her cheek.

"Come to me, Rey. Feel it." He opened their Bond and reached out. "Feel how we could rule the Galaxy; feel how invincible we would be. Come to me, Rey; join me."

Her eyes flew open and she stared up at him. Their Bond started vibrating erratically until it found a strong, solid rhythm. He could see colours and energy swirl in those eyes of hers, until the yellow bleeded away and their hazel colour turned into the darkest brown he had ever seen.

Rey licked her lips and her gaze turned sultry. She sighed. "Kylo…"