Light. Nothing but light for miles as far as I could tell. It wasn't even sunlight, it was just white light; I felt like I had to close my eyes every second so I wouldn't go blind.

But, in an instant, the blinding lights turned into a sandstorm! I immediately covered my mouth and nose with my hands; I would like to say I wasn't stuck in one more than often.

I walked what felt like inch by inch looking for shelter, when I heard something I honestly thought I would never or want to hear again.

Crying. Shouting. Screaming. All so loud.

I couldn't take it. I fell onto my side and pressed the palms of my hands onto my ears, trying to make it all stop. But it wasn't going away; it was only getting louder. I impulsively screamed almost at the top of my lungs, and begged for it to all stop. As quick as light, it stopped. There was no sound, I wasn't in the storm; I was back in the bright light.

But something seemed different. The light wasn't bright as before, I could finally see more around me, as if there was anything to look at. But, something in the far distance caught my eye. I stalked forward, careful of where I stepped. As I got closer, I finally figured out what it possibly was.

A mirror.

Back on Jakuu, the only way Rey and I could ever look at ourselves, was when we would find a barrel full of perfectly clean water; believe me, it wouldn't happen every day . The only things I knew about myself was what I have told you at the very start. But with a mirror, I could finally see myself clearly!

With that ambition, I quickened my pace.

I was practically running towards the mirror. Seeing the figure appear almost made my eyes pop out of my head. But, as I got closer, my figure changed. I stopped running and tried to get a better look at the person standing right in front of me quite a few meters away.

After making up my mind, I kept walking to the mirror, but sought to make it as slow as possible. As I came closer, the form became much easier to see. What I saw made me nearly jump a foot in the air.

It wasn't me at all. It was a man. A man, for the life of me, I never even laid eyes on. His hair was almost the same shade as mine, but was just a hint lighter. I stepped closer and looked into his chocolate eyes to see if I have met him before. No, I haven't.

I was tired of watching him stand still almost as I was, and rushed to the mirror. When I finally was right in front of it, I thought more. "Was this REALLY a mirror?" To find out, I held my right arm up to touch the reflection. The man mimicked me.

I instantly pulled it down and stepped back; he did the same. I just stared forward and tried to avoid his eyes. I calmed myself and stepped forward. I raised my arm up again, but moved it slowly as he did the same again. When I finally raised my hand to the mirror, I was thankful that I touched glass and not the man`s hand.

I felt the glass disappearing. I felt warmth. I felt the man`s fingers intertwine with mine. I felt myself freezing, just standing there. I felt myself unblinking. I felt heat rush to my face.

In a flash, I pulled my hand out of his and fell back, but not onto solid ground. No, I fell onto sand, in the same storm. I looked around frantically, in terror, and in confusion. I heard it again; the same crying and screaming. I wasn't afraid anymore. I shouted out to them, not telling if I was calling for help, or offering it. I could barely see in the distance, a little girl carrying something with all her might.

I ran to her. "Hey, hey! Little girl!" I shouted. She didn't look up or stop. I figured she couldn't hear me, so I ran right to her. "Come with me!" I yelled almost in her ear. She didn't look up and continued pulling the weight. I was getting agitated, I grabbed her hand, but to my shock, my hand went through hers! She couldn't see me! I nearly fell off my feet, but thankfully caught myself.

I stared off in shock as she rushed away, trying to find shelter. I followed her, still fearing for her safety even if I couldn't do anything to help her. Gratefully, they walked right into an old AT-AT. I stopped myself and realized the familiar structure, but quickly followed her in.

The first thing she did was walk right to back where the head would be and set what she was carrying down on the floor and rested up against the wall to catch her breath. Before I could even let my eyes adjust in the darkness, she pulled herself away and pulled a sheet off the object to reveal a tiny baby in a bassinet! The lines tied, it all made sense! The AT-AT and the baby, the little girl was Rey! And the baby was… me.

I looked down at them as little Rey quite baby me down, and began taking two things out of her dress. I adjusted my eyes to see a few matches in one hand, and a candle only a few inches tall in her other. She struck a match on the wall and seemed fairly amazed it lit so quickly. She picked up the candle and carefully hovered the flame over the candle`s thread and lit it. She blew the match out and threw it behind her. She then searched for something around her with her free hand and caught something. She pulled her finding in front of her, which was a tin plate, and carefully set down the candle and balanced it on the plate. When it finally balanced, she slowly took her hands away and wrapped them around her knees and smiled at the baby on the other side of the candle.

"We`re safe now, you don`t have to be scared." She spoke to her.

I didn't make a noise, the baby or the grown me.

"See, we have a new home. And it`s warm and light with the candle going. It`ll be like this every night, but it will get better the longer we stay here." She finished, but then thought something "Which won`t be long. They will be back, I promise."

I stared at the floor, even though I didn't understand what she was talking about at that age, I was saddened at her high hopes.

I turned my eyes to the baby me. I was staring off into the space, making me wonder what I was thinking about. I let out a soft chuckle.

Rey kept staring at the baby me. "Hmm, you need a name, sissy." She said aloud. She thought for a few seconds.

"Well, I like my name." She said, but thought again "but, it would be very confusing having another me. Maybe Rachel, I would want that to be my name." I smiled.

"Or maybe Leah, I think I remember mommy and daddy talking about a Leah. Which one do you like better, baby? Rachel or Leah?" She asked her, staring intently at her. The baby didn't make a sound.

"Okay, one minute." She turned away and crawled on her legs, looking for something again. She gripped a rock in her hand, stood up, and drew an 'R' and an 'L' on the wall behind her.

"Point to the one you want," She stood out of the way for the baby to look. She didn't lift a finger.

Little Rey became a bit impatient "Alright fine, look to the one you want."

The baby me`s eyes shifted to the 'R' and hastily shifted back to Little Rey.

Little Rey`s face turned into glee. "Rachel! I knew you would pick that!" She cheered and rushed to the baby me.

The baby cried at the sounds. Little Rey slowed down ant calmly took the baby into her arms and rocked her while trying to say and think of comforting things. I grinned at finally seeing what the early days of Rey and my lives looked like.

I suddenly felt a rush of coldness fall over around my entire body. My eyes snapped open and I was restrained down on a seat. It was all just a dream. All of it.

The first thing I saw was the same black figure that was in the cellar, the one that took me away from everyone, everything.

I wanted to shout at him "Where the hell am I?!" like I wasn't afraid, but it came out in a fearful stutter.

"W-where am I?"

There was a pause. "You`re my guest," He finally said, in that voice I only knew for not long, but I grew to hate it quickly.

I instantly thought of everyone. Rey, Finn, Han, Chewie, BB-8. He didn't get them too, did he?!

"Where are the others?" I asked, calmly as I could. If I asked for a specific person, it would show I cared for them the most. Then, he`d do everything in his power to see them dead.

"You mean the murderers, traitors and thieves you call friends?" He asked.

I stared at him, trying my best to look intimidating and waiting for an answer.

"You'll be relieved to hear that I have no idea."

I studied him; I was terrified of him, but curious.

"You still want to kill me," He spoke after a few moments.

"How did you know," I wasn't asking, I was stating.

He ignored me and looked at me from head to toe multiple times.

I felt a stroke of courage strike me "If you`re going to look at me, take that ridiculous mask off and let me see what you look like."

He looked at me right in the eye, then reached up and removed his mask. From the stories I`ve heard, and law on Jakuu, if someone has a face not even a parent could love, the unlucky being had to wear a mask or veil for the rest of their life. But not him; he didn't have any brutal or deformed scars, he was completely clear.

"Now, tell me about the droid," He continued.

"Think of something, Rachel! Be a smartass!"

I tried to remember anything Rey told me about him. It took some time until I remembered something.

"He's a BB unit with a selenium drive and a thermal hyper scan vindicator-,"

"navigational chart. We have the rest, recovered from archives of the Empire. We need the last piece. And somehow, you convinced the droid to show it to you. You. A little scavenger," He interrupted me, as if he knew I would say that.

I stared at him in a mix of awe and fear; but quickly realized what I looked like and regained my look of determination.

He gave me a small smirk, "Your dreams,"

I loosened my eyes a bit and stared at him questionably.

"Your dreams, they`re so full of hope; hope of peace and charity. We need more people like you,"

"People like me?" I asked aloud.

"Yes, people like you."

I made my stare turn into a harsh glare.

"The man in your first dream, I`ve talked to him before. Very stubborn, might I ask how you know him?"

"Sh*t! What do I say?! I don`t know him, I can`t say anything to show that if I cared about him, then he`d for sure kill him. But, can I really tell the-?"

"I love him," … What the hell did I just say?!

There was a slight pause, but the grin didn't leave his face. "I see, then it would break his heart if something happened to you,"

"If something-?" I snapped out of my thoughts and regained myself, if I was going to get out of here, alive, I had to show I wasn't afraid.

"Then you might as well stitch my lips together, because no force on this planet or the next is going to make me tell you anything." I said with a wry smile

His grin fell and slightly narrowed his eyes at me. "You know I can take anything I want,"

My smile fell a little, but I quickly pulled it up again "Not from me,"

He stood behind me. A few seconds later, a red flash of light hovered right near my right cheek and shoulder.

"I don`t want to do this," He said.

I didn't say anything, but tightly closed my eyes. "Whatever happens, don`t tell him anything, it`ll all be over soon." I kept reminding myself.

I felt the heat of the saber getting closer and closer, until it happened. I felt it sink into my shoulder, tearing the clothes that protected it, and scorch the skin. I let out the loudest, high pitch scream, I`ve ever heard and felt hot tears rushing down my face; I didn't care I was crying right in front of my captor. I felt the saber sinking further into my shoulder and new blood gushing out every second.

When it finally stopped, I bowed my head and let the tears mix in with my hair. I couldn't look at the burn, fearing I would vomit at the sight. Yet, I felt like I was going to either way. I tried my hardest to catch a single breath, but with the screaming and the pain, it was my living Hell.

"Tell me, now." I almost completely forgot he was right there, just staring at my suffering, like he was enjoying it.

I slowly held my head up and looked him straight in the eyes, daring him to hurt me again. "I`ll die with it," I gritted my teeth.

He slowly shook his head and sat right in front of me. "I didn't want to do this to you,"

I tried to let out a laugh, but it came out as a scoff while smiling "What could possibly be worse?"

He reached his hand out to caress my face, but hovered it right over it. No, not this, not again. He moved his hand all over my face, what was he searching for this time?

"So lonely …. You`re so afraid of not being with her." He said while looking through my fears.

I felt a few tears pricking my eyes "No, no, no! Don`t you dare cry! He`ll think you`re weak."

"No, it`s alright, I already knew you were weak."

I froze; he couldn't just search through my fears or knowledge, he could search through my thoughts.

This only made him grin as he kept looking through my entire life; I could feel it, I didn't know if my mind or shoulder was more in pain.

"At night, desperate to sleep... you imagine an ocean. I see it - I see the island..."

I finally break, I let the tears fall. He knew the ones before were the shock and pain after the burn, but now he knew it was because he was getting to me, and I allowed it. I tried to move just so I wouldn't look at him, but I couldn't even move an inch.

"And Han Solo… You feel as if you`re in your sister`s shadow when he`s ever near the both of you."

"Get out of my head," I stated simply, once again trying to hide my fear and sorrow.

This only made him lean closer to me, his hand still hovering.

"I know you've seen the map. It's in there... and now you'll give it to me. Don't be afraid. I feel it too."

"I-I`m not-,"

"We`ll see," He said, and looked into my eyes, but not as if he`s going to hurt me. He stared and stared, it seemed nothing was going to stop him.

But, I felt something. Not fear, or sorrow, or begging, I felt something unlock. I thought I already unlocked everything in my mind, it seemed I was incorrect. I unlocked power, not just physical or emotional, I felt like something much more dangerous.

I saw confidence on his face quickly melting away, he sensed the door opening too, but I was the only one that could enter it. For him and everyone who tried to enter, was blocked by an infinite barrier. I entered the door, and could see the thoughts rushing in his head!

I leaned my head forward to go even deeper in his mind, I found his fears. I looked right in his eyes and uttered with my confidence completely restored.

"... You... you're afraid... that you will never be as strong as... Darth Vader!"

His eyes widen and swiftly took back his hand away from my face, releasing me. I leaned back into the chair and caught my breath, the sight of my shoulder frightened me, but I wasn't afraid of the pain anymore.

I looked up at him and glare, telling him not to even dare to mock me. He took the message, and sulked out of the room. I heard him call over a Stormtrooper.

"Keep your eye, on her." He whispered.

"Yes, sir."

"Alright Rachel, you`re back where you started. Look around, and try to find a way out."