A/N: Alright, chapter three is ready. My inspiration is on an uphill. Can you tell? Alright some tidbits for this chapter, we get some insight into Rey as her first lesson with Luke begins. And how does it go? Read on.


Chapter Three

Rey almost regrets asking the question. She stands in the center of the ruins, a white rag covering her eyes. Of course Luke had told her very little instead instructing her to stand, pointing to a random spot, with patterned stone tiles and telling her to blindfold herself. "I don't see how this helps anything!" She shouts, feeling the emptiness around her. There was no answer. Great. He'd left again. Rey felt a pulling in her chest, not being able to see was terrible. "Luke!"

For the first time since she had first seen the lightsaber, Rey found herself thinking about that time, when she was just a little girl left on Jakku with a promise. I'll be back. The claustrophobia doesn't help matters. She remembers hiding herself in a series of tight spots sometimes for weeks at a time, peeking through the small cracks in between the caves and abandoned remains, not feeling safe enough to go anywhere, do anything. Then she had been found by the head of a ring of scavengers. He was impressed by her size and speed. She was just glad to be able to breath in fresh air.

"What am I supposed to do?" Rey shouts again knowing before the last word leaves her lips that she wouldn't get an answer. "Damn!" She makes to kick the stone at her feet before she remembers her position, and winds up falling backwards onto rubble. That's what you get for trusting this guy Rey. A sore back. Rey inhales, closing her eyes in spite of the blindfold. If she could just calm down and wait it out maybe he would come back. She would make up some fake lesson she had learned later, after she cursed him out. That's when she feels it, at the edge of her consciousness, just like when she was facing Kylo Ren. The feeling of calm, well not quite calm, but more like something before her present and breathing. She could hear the wind clearer whistling through the grass that they had come through. She could feel the pain and the fear of whoever had been here before her. Something terrible had happened, something beyond description. She only has the vaguest sense, but still it grips her like a vise. She struggles to her feet, bracing against the ground as she stands. And then, she feels another presence behind her. She turns remembering the lightsaber that Luke had given her before this started. It activates without much coaxing as she feels a firm but gentle blow against her shoulder.

"You can take off the blindfold now Rey." Luke's voice.

She rips it off glaring as she rubbed her shoulder. "What's the big idea huh?" Luke stands in front of her holding a wooden staff, similar to her own.

"You have to rely on senses other than sight. Become comfortable relying on the Force to guide you." Luke's expression didn't change much. The only noticeable difference was the wrinkle in his brow, a slightly worried crease, but it doesn't fool Rey for a second.

"And you had to leave to teach me that?" Rey scoffs. "I already used the Force once. I don't have to learn how!" She turns already walking the way they came, flattening the grass with her footfalls. "I'll see you at the house."


Evidently he had lost his touch. Luke laughs to himself. The sound is self-deprecating, grating to his own ears. He of all people should have remembered. He'd had all manner of pupils in his time, been a student to two very different masters with two radically different styles, but both Old Ben and Yoda seemed to take his concerns into account. They also had gotten to know him. He may think he knows Rey, but that little girl with Genna's eyes had to grow up without him. He has lost the right to assume he knows her a long time ago. "Seems to be a pattern of yours Skywalker." Luke says to himself. He remembers the day that pattern began to take shape.

"I got here as fast as I could." Luke puts Rey down and watches as she waddles over to C-3PO.

"I wanna go with Daddy!" A wail could be heard. along with a massive clatter.

"Ben! Knock it off." Han's sharp response.

"Oh! Master Luke, it's just awful." C-3PO said. "Han was trying to leave to make a delivery and Ben hasn't given your sister a moment's peace. He…"

Another large crash as Rey clapped her hands over her ears.

Luke nodded. "I can see that. Thanks 3-PO." He took a deep breath before he walked into the room.

He ducked as a plate nearly missed his head. As he surveyed the room, he noticed the boy glaring daggers through his tears as his stuffed Wookiee floated next to him. The toy was about three feet off the ground, and plates were flying like discs aiming themselves at Han, one after the other. It was as though… Luke closed his eyes feeling the discontent immediately. It couldn't be though.

"Luke!" Han sighed from his position behind the counter. "Thank god you're here kid. Maybe you can talk some sense into him."

Luke looked from Ben to Leia who crouched beside Han. She kept looking over at Ben who it seemed was losing strength from his crying. His wails turned to sniffles and the Wookiee doll drifted into his arms. Brother and sister exchanged glances as they both stood walking over to the boy.

"Ben, sweetheart, look who came to visit."

The boy looked up through wide eyes, having evidently expected some sort of punishment. "Uncle Luke?"

"Hey Ben," Luke crouched. "Heard you've been giving your parents a hard time."

"Daddy's leaving an' he won't let me go with him." Ben heaved out the explanation through the last of his sobs.

"I see." The corner of Luke's mouth lifted in amusement. The kid's devotion to his old man could put any youngling in the galaxy to shame. He saw Leia smiling behind her hand. . "Why don't you tell him that instead of using him for target practice. What do you think?"

The boy's eyes grew even wider as he finally seemed to register the broken pieces around him. "I…but I didn't wanna Uncle Luke. Honest!"

It was as he had suspected.

That was the beginning of the end, although he hadn't known it at the time. With Rey, he has the advantage of hindsight. Maybe, just maybe he can do it the right way this time. He holds the staff out in front of him, nodding his confirmation once. He could talk to her, and maybe they could learn from each other.


A/N: And so the angst begins. Haha. Let me know what you think. Any other ideas for how Luke could train Rey? Leave them in a review and they may come into the story. :) So how do you like it? Please tell me, suggestions welcome and encouraged for what you would like to see and how I can improve. The more specific, the more I can improve and make this story as awesome as it is in my head. Next time: Luke tries to talk to Rey, and in the land of flashbacks, Luke talks to Leia and Han about Ben. Also in present day, Luke reflects on Rey's mother.