The first thing I notice after my meeting with Snoke is the absence of my brother. First, he leaves me alone with our scary master and now he leaves me alone on his gigantic ship. Maybe it's a test? I immediately try to retrace the path to the room I just came out of.

Though I'm certain I started off correctly, somewhere I took a wrong turn. Releasing a sigh, I stop to calm and collect myself. It's easier to find a man on a ship than in an entire galaxy.

I focus on my brother's aura. It's not a physical tug I feel, but something makes me turn in the opposite direction that I had been facing. I walk in that direction and soon enough, the ship walls begin to look familiar.

I stop at a door. It takes me a moment to recognize it as one of the rooms Kylo had shown me earlier, specifically, a training room.

I take a step forward and the door slides open, allowing me to enter the room. I slowly move past the entrance, not entirely sure I'm allowed access to all the rooms just yet like my brother.

The presence is much stronger now. I walk to what I believe to be the center of the room. The invisible pull disappears, though the presence remains. Suddenly the door slides shut leaving me in complete darkness. Not a single speck of light penetrates the pitch black atmosphere. But still I feel not the need to find light, but to simply find my way. I close my eyes and feel.

I immediately notice the presence of multiple people in the room, most likely stormtroopers. It is then that I come to the realization that my training has already begun, and that it was Kylo that had led me here.

The sound of their armour clonking and boots tramping fills the room and I am soon surrounded. Silence returns once the ring around me is complete. However, a single command from Captain Phasma promptly breaks it. "Attack."

The stormtroopers immediately advance. Two move faster than the others and I duck as they swing something at my head. I feel the air go by as they narrowly miss me. I blindly kick at the one in front of me and use a force push on the other. When both are down, I hear more advance. Just before they reach me, the lights turn on with a blinding flash.

The first thing I notice is the wall of stormtroopers. I remember too late the ones coming at me. In my brief moment of distraction, they continued to advance. One punches me in the side and another rams me with their shoulder causing me to stumble back, allowing a third to completely knock me to the ground. As soon as I meet the cold, hard floor Phasma calls loudly, "Halt." The stormtroopers immediately obey her command by stopping their advance and standing straight.

At this time Kylo says to Phasma, "Recall your troops." They return to their original positions and again are as still as statues. "All but one will leave," he says to Phasma. She chooses the one that shoved me down. As all the other stormtroopers begin to file out of the room, I stand up.

Phasma then approaches me. She assesses me up, down, and around. "Hand-to-hand combat. How much do you know?" she asks. "None," I reply. "And what about blasters. Can you shoot one?" she asks. "Anyone can shoot a blaster. It's whether or not you're good at it," I reply, wincing internally as she tilts her head at me. "And are you good at it?" she asks. "Not really," I answer. "What about your lightsaber abilities?" she asks. "I've never fought with anyone so probably not so good either," I answer her. "And your ability with the force?" she asks. "Better than all the others. I've choked a man, stopped shots from blasters, and 'charmed' others to do what I wanted," I answer.

"Today, I am going to teach you basic hand to hand combat and self-defense. At a later date, we'll be working on your skills with a blaster, other weapons, and certain techniques. Commander Ren will be testing and improving your abilities with a lightsaber and the force."

She then demonstrates particular stances, telling me which ones are strong and which ones aren't as preferable. After checking my balance by shoving my shoulders some, she moves on to some actual fighting. She teaches me several methods for blocking attacks before proceeding to teach me some simple offensive moves.

After getting the basics down, she allows me a small break. As I walk to the side to get a drink, I notice Kylo is once again missing. I guess he can't stand around all day. He is a commander after all.

After hydrating, I jog back to the middle of the training room. Phasma is already there, waiting for my return. She says nothing. Then, out of nowhere, comes her fist. I avoid it by twisting my body the way she taught me. Next, she tries kicking my knee, but I again avoid it just like she taught me. She continues her attacks and I keep blocking them.

"Are you only going to defend yourself?" she asks in the middle of another punch. Right. I forgot about actually fighting back. I block another one of her attempts to kick out my legs and begin my attacks on her. However, none are successful. She blocks and avoids all of them. I growl in frustration but continue to fight.

Right when I'm about to successfully land a blow to her shoulder, the door opens and Kylo walks in. Phasma takes my second of distraction to kick my legs out from under me. I grunt as I hit the floor once more. I pound my fist against it once before rising to my feet.

"We will meet again tomorrow," Phasma says before exiting the same door Kylo just entered. I send him a quick glare for distracting me.

"You'll have to work on not being distracted so easily," he replies. I roll my eyes even though I know it's true. "Rest for a moment before we begin," he says. I again walk to get a drink of water while he removes his mask with a click.

Once I've cooled down from training with Phasma, I walk to the center where Kylo stands. He takes his lightsaber off of his belt and holds it by his side. I mirror him.

"Hold it out," he commands. I do as I'm told. He proceeds to inspect it. "Good. You have the correct grip, just loosen your hold slightly. There," he says once I've relaxed my hand.

He then teaches me different stances for lightsaber combat. He shows me his personal favourite with his feet far apart, lightsaber pulled back slightly and pointed at his opponent.

He tells me to try them out with him and find which one I prefer. I find his stance is not to my liking. "I got it," I say once I've tried them all out.

Then he gets in his preferred stance. I do the same, picking one he showed me that's a little wider than shoulder width and where my lightsaber is about hip height and pointing at my opponent.

"Now that you've got your stance, what do you do?" he asks. "Attack," I say, completely sure of my answer. "Where?" he asks next. "The head or neck," I answer him once more. "Do it," he commands. I do as I'm told and charge at him, swinging high with my lightsaber. "Stop," he suddenly says. I obey and hold my lightsaber by my side.

"What is wrong with aiming for just the head or neck?" he queries. I desperately try to think of an answer but to no avail. "This," he says. Then he raises his lightsaber and points it at my head. I notice now the vulnerability of the rest of his body. He then lowers his lightsaber.

"Raising your arms leaves you completely vulnerable from the chest down," he explains. I nod in understanding.

"Where else would you aim for?" he asks. "The chest," I reply. "Do it," he commands again. I obey and swing my saber at his chest. He easily blocks my attacks but I continue until he tells me to stop.

"Where else?" He asks. "The arms," I reply, this time not as sure. "Do it," he again commands. so I attack again, this time at his arms, though I mostly aim for the right arm. He tells me to stop again.

"Where else can you attack?" he asks. "The legs," I reply, but it sounds more like a question than an answer.

"You can attack anywhere you'd like. For different purposes, you may want to attack in one place but not the other. For disarming, go for the arms. To disable your opponent, maybe go for the legs. To kill, go for the head or torso," he tells me. I nod at the end.

"Now that you've got that in your head, let's duel," he says while getting in his stance.

We begin to duel. I know from the start he's going really easy on me, but I wouldn't learn much if he wasn't. He purposely leaves himself vulnerable and open for me to attack in certain places. By doing that, I begin to recognise what parts of the body are open during certain moves. He easily blocks my attempts, but I think I'm really starting to get a hang of this. Every once and a while he tells me to freeze and asks what's wrong at that moment. If I answer correctly, we begin again right away, but if I answer wrong, he continues the duel until I can tell him what was wrong.

After dueling for quite a bit, he wipes the sweat off his forehead and secures his lightsaber to his belt. I take that as a 'we're done for right now' and also secure my lightsaber to my belt.

At this exact moment, I'm extremely glad that I wanted shorts. I can't imagine doing this in a pair of thick, heavy pants.

He goes to get a drink of water and I follow right behind him. After he's downed a good amount of water, he turns to face me and says, "Now I want you to clear your mind and relax." I nod slowly, wondering what it is we're going to do next.

After we've both cooled down some, we head back to the center of the room. He sits on the ground crosslegged with his long arms draped over his legs. Again, I mirror him.

"Have you been clearing your mind of all thoughts?" he asks. I nod. "Then close your eyes," he says. I give him a questioning look before closing my eyes as told.

"Now, I want you to breathe," he says. I open my eyes briefly and glance at him only to see that his eyes are closed. I give a small sigh and close my eyes again, though I swear I saw him smirk before they completely shut.

"Focus on each breath you take. Imagine that you can see the air as it passes through you, giving you life," he instructs. And that's exactly what I do I imagine wisps of air travelling through my body and exiting it with each inhale and exhale. It's very relaxing to simply breathe with my eyes closed.

"Now tell me, what is the force?" he asks suddenly. "Maz told me it moves in and surrounds every living thing," I answer. He sighs.

"Tell me what it is to you," he says. I think about it. What is it to me?

"The force, it feels like it's some sort of energy. It's everywhere and holds us and everything in the galaxy together. And some are able to feel and manipulate it, like us," I answer.

At this time, I feel something in my mind, a presence. My mind begins to tingle and I realize that it's Kylo. I immediately concentrate on him in my head. With my mind, I attempt to block him and shove him out. Then as sudden as I felt him there, he disappears from my mind.

"Have you ever met another force sensitive before?" he asks. "I don't think so, or at least not to my knowledge," I reply.

I then form a question of my own. "Is this what it feels like when I enter other people's minds?"

"Yes, though most don't know what is happening and don't suspect anything of it," he replies. I don't nod in response to his answer this time. I continue to sit in this relaxed state with my eyes closed.

"So, this your first time blocking another from your mind," he states more than asks. "Yes," I say anyway.

"Not bad for never having blocked your mind before," he says with a hint of pride.

The small smile that had formed on my face disappears when he asks me to enter his own mind.

I concentrate on his mind but as soon as I try to enter it, I am met with an impenetrable wall of resistance.

My face scrunches up the more I try to get through his unbreakable barrier. No matter how hard I try, I am unable to enter his mind. However, I keep trying.

"That's enough," he finally says.

Relief washes over me. I wouldn't have been able to keep it up for much longer.

Next, I hear him shifting. Out of curiosity, I peek an eye open. He is standing in front of me and motioning for the stormtrooper to come.

"This is the last part of your lesson today," he says looking down at me now. He holds his hand out for me to take. After he pulls me up off the ground, he situates the stormtrooper in front of me.

"'Charm' him to shoot me with his blaster," he tells me. I give my brother a worried glance only to see he is as calm as he usually is. I nod hesitantly.

Looking straight into the stormtrooper's helmet where the eyes are supposedly located, I say, "Shoot Kylo Ren."

Not a moment later and Kylo is blocking all the blasts with his lightsaber.

"Stop him," comes Kylo's next command.

"Trooper," I call out. When he has turned his head my direction I again look into his eyes and say, "Stop shooting at Kylo Ren."

He immediately lowers his blaster and returns to his usual posture.

I turn my head to see Kylo with the corners of his mouth ever so slightly turned up. In response, I too smile.

"Return to your duties," Kylo tells the stormtrooper. The soldier leaves and we are the only two remaining in the room.

"You did good today," Kylo says, "and with time, you will only get better."