Ben winced as another shock wracked his body. His arms and legs still quivered even as the electricity left him, every one of his nerve endings feeling as if they were on fire.

He could not move much with the restraints on his arms and legs and the steel brace holding his head in place in the small metal room on board the Finalizer.

Ben glowered across at Hux as he came into view, who circled the chair nonchalantly, the chair's controller held out in his palm. Ben didn't need to read Hux's mind to know just how much Hux was enjoying this; it was written all over his stupid face.

"The Supreme Leader said that you think of yourself as your birth name now," Hux mocked, his lip curling up in a sneer. He tossed the controller in his palm casually before Ben. "We need to remind you, Ben, of your real name." He chuckled darkly.

Hux turned the chair back on, and powerful waves of electricity again fired throughout Ben's body. He gritted his teeth and groaned against the pain, furious that Hux had the pleasure to witness him in this state. The power of the electric current increased and Ben's convulsing body caused the entire chair to rattle, a metallic clanking sounding in room.

"You've always been weak, Ren," Hux ridiculed, watching him with a self-satisfied expression. "Arrogant, imperious, and weak. Especially for that scavenger."

It took all of Ben's willpower to fight against his own overwhelming desire to crush Hux through the Force; if he did so, Snoke would see it as an act of defiance, and would potentially harm or even kill Rey as punishment. Ben knew that he had to succumb to the torture.

Hux turned a dial on the controller and the electricity grew even more intense. Ben grunted as his head felt as if it were about to explode.

Ben.

Ben opened his eyes wide as he heard her. His mind raced as he strove to respond, but he could only focus on the awareness of the fire coursing through his nerves.

Ben! What's happening to you?

The currents of electricity subsided as Hux turned the dial down, and Ben gasped for air as sweat dripped from his face, blood leaking from his ears. He took in quick, deep breaths as he attempted to lower his frenzied heartbeat, to steady his pounding mind.

Rey, you're alive, was all he could manage.

"I see you haven't broken yet, Ren," Hux hissed, disappointment crossing his features. "You're still breathing."

Ben hissed through the metal bars over his mouth as he glared at Hux with crazed ferocity. "Try me," he seethed, though he regretted having spoken as the chair came to life again.

Searing fire singed through Ben, his head pressing back against the back of the chair in anguish as he gritted his teeth against the pain. He shut his eyes against the familiar moisture that had begun to form at their corners.

Ben! I'll try sending you strength, Rey pressed, but Ben was barely able to hear her through the stinging currents pulsing through his mind and body.

He realized that his hands were beginning to shake less, the pain seeming to subside a bit. He still felt the painful currents from the chair pulsing through him, but Rey's efforts were making the pain slightly more bearable. This allowed him to choke in more air, to attempt to formulate some coherent thought.

Rey, keep your strength, he urged fervently. What have they done—are you okay?

I'm fine. But you're not, you need it.

No, Rey— But he cut off his train of thought as he sensed another, stronger presence come between them. He hissed, recognizing the presence.

Kylo Ren, Snoke pressed into Ben's mind, the girl has a hold on your mind. You have reminded me that we must break you both.

"No!" Ben growled, opening his eyes. Hux raised an eyebrow and then a cruel smile formed on his face, clearly thinking the pain from the chair was what had caused him to burst out.

"Too much, is it, Ren? I told you, you are weak," Hux mocked as he cranked the chair's power to its highest level.

Ben's vision turned white as the searing pain filled his body, his back arching away from the chair as the powerful currents took away all of his muscle control, and along with it, his consciousness.

….

Rey sat alone in the isolating dimness of her cell, no stormtroopers in sight through the bars of the metal door for her to use a mind trick on.

She hugged her knees to her chest, attempting to warm herself in the cold metal cell. Her stomach growled in hunger and her throat felt dry from thirst; she'd been left in the cell for over a day and a half, and she hadn't been given any sustenance.

Rey kept trying to reach Ben through the Force, but his mind was strangely blank, inaccessible. She'd finally been able to reach him a few hours beforehand as she'd sensed the pain he was going through, but now it felt as if a wall had come between their minds. His mental absence only heightened her loneliness.

She had grown so accustomed to feeling his presence that when she wasn't able to sense it, it made her feel uneasy, as if a part of her very being was missing.

Her eyes flickered across the small, dark chamber as she heard heavy footsteps approaching. She got to her feet just as the metal door swung open.

Five stormtroopers piled in through the doorway, their blasters trained on her. "Girl, come with us," one of them commanded. He and another stormtrooper stepped forward and grabbed at her arms. She struggled against their grasp, but she realized that even if she was able to use a mind trick on one, there were still four others to contend with.

They began yanking her out of the cell as she continued to pull against their grasp. "Where are we going?" She asked nervously, her voice shaking.

"The Supreme Leader has requested you," the same stormtrooper answered.

"The Supreme Leader," Rey repeated in shock. A memory flashed in her mind of Ben faltering to his knees in the snow before Snoke's immense figure, numerous bloody wounds marking Ben's body. What is being done to him now? She wondered shrinkingly, recalling again the immense pain she'd sensed in him earlier.

Rey pulled back strongly against the grip of the two stormtroopers at her sides, but the three troopers behind her pushed her forward with the ends of their blasters.

"Keep it moving," one of them warned. "Rebel scum," he added under his breath.

Rey began to tremble as they led her through the long and narrow corridors of the large ship. It seemed to be the same one that Kylo had brought her to before, when he'd interrogated her after capturing her from Takodana.

They passed various other stormtroopers and generals in the halls, who either shot Rey nasty looks or ignored her completely.

The troopers eventually steered Rey down a long, empty corridor with a large steel door at the end. She assumed that they were nearing Snoke.

The stormtroopers had to shove her towards the door as she attempted to press back against them, unwilling to face this Supreme Leader. One of the stormtroopers pressed a button near the door, and as it lifted, all of them at once shoved her through the doorway as the door swiftly closed behind her.

Rey banged on the metal door hopelessly, her hands beginning to shake in apprehension. She slowly turned and peered down the dark hall stretching before her, seeing faint light at the end of it.

She reluctantly made her way down the corridor, arriving into an impossibly immense chamber. Her jaw dropped as she spun around, marvelling at the place.

She faced the front end of it, seeing a giant throne-like structure. Who would use such a giant thing? She wondered.

Rey leapt backwards in alarm as a large light began flickering before her upon the throne. She shrunk down as she watched a hulking figure forming before her. A chill ran down her spine as she recognized the grossly enlarged image of Snoke himself.

Snoke's massive form slowly leaned over towards her, and she stumbled back, blinking, unable to believe what she was seeing.

"You're the scavenger that has caused us so much trouble," he boomed, eyeing her closely. "But you won't be for much longer."

Rey tensed, scowling up at the figure defiantly.

"I was correct in my presumption that Kylo Ren would bring you back to me," he declared, leaning back against his throne.

Rey hesitated to speak, still trembling. "What—what are you talking about?" She stammered.

"Your bond, it has grown stronger," Snoke said slowly, raising his head. "But it is time that I sever it."

Rey's brows knit in concerned puzzlement. "Sever it? How—what does that mean?"

A flash of annoyance crossed Snoke's features, and for some reason Rey was reminded of the annoyed looks that sometimes marked Ben's face. Had he gotten these traits from Snoke?

"I shall remove the bond that binds you. No longer will you read each other's thoughts."

Rey's heart dropped in her chest as she tried to wrap her mind around what Snoke was saying. She couldn't bear the thought of never feeling Ben's familiar presence of mind around her again, no matter how much of a temper he often got.

"No," Rey said forcefully, shaking her head and stepping forward. "You can't do that."

Snoke seemed to be taken aback. "Can't do it? Why, I'm the one who forged the bond between you in the first place."

Rey froze. "It was...you?"

Snoke raised a hand. "Don't you remember? Or did Kylo Ren wipe your memory of it?" His last question seemed to be more of a statement.

Rey shook her head slowly in confusion. "Why would he—no, he wouldn't do that," she concluded.

Snoke leaned forward again, his lip curling. "He did, when you were both young. When you were training under Luke Skywalker, under his proclaimed Jedi Order," he bellowed, his voice echoing throughout the chamber. "I have read Ren's mind many times, I have seen it."

Rey's face contorted as she struggled to understand. Then why hasn't Luke told me any of this? She wondered. She suddenly felt an immense, overwhelming power over her as Snoke began breaking into her mind. She cringed at the sudden pain of it, trying to keep him out with all of her might with the Force.

He pulled out her mind, leaning back against his throne, a thoughtful expression on his face. "The bond seems to have made you both much stronger in the Force," he observed, rubbing his deformed jaw.

Rey scowled up at Snoke, disgusted. "If it was you who forged the bond, why? Why did you do it?"

A smugness spread across Snoke's face as he stared down at her. "Why have only a Skywalker for the Empire when there is also a Kenobi?" He bellowed. "Yours and Ren's are two of the most powerful bloodlines connected to the Force. Both of you were supposed to have come to me after the purge of the Jedi Order, if it weren't for Luke Skywalker, who I have now come to realize was the one who left you on Jakku under the eye of Lor San Tekka, thinking you would remain protected from your bond to a user of the dark side. But that only shows Skywalker's ignorance, as due to your bond with Ren, it was only a matter of time until the Force brought you into contact with him again."

Rey stared blankly up at Snoke, trying to wrap her mind around what he'd just explained to her, attempting to parse out if what he was saying made any sense. She focused down at the floor, her mind swimming with comprehension. He may be lying, she thought, but this does provide an explanation for most everything.

"Has Luke even told you why you were left on Jakku?" Snoke snarled.

Rey solemnly shook her head, despairing. "He said he didn't know who did it," she said feebly.

"Precisely. Skywalker lies. He lies to keep you from your true destiny," he said, straightening himself as does a king.

Rey's eyes raised to his bitterly. "Which is what?" She snapped.

He frowned at her tone. "To fight for the Empire," he hissed, his words continuing to echo in the chamber.

"I will do nothing of the sort," she said defiantly, standing taller. "I am a Kenobi, and as such, I will not fall to the dark."

Snoke opened his mouth to speak, but seemed to falter.

Rey stepped forward, taking the opportunity to press further. "You cannot bend me to your will, no matter how large you like to pretend you are," she mocked, and Snoke's head tilted backward in clear astonishment.

"How dare you challenge me!" He boomed, his hands forming into fists.

"You're just an apparition, you're nothing," Rey spat, tenacity building within her. "You're hiding behind this projection because you're afraid, aren't you?" She probed, stepping closer to his form as she scowled up at him. "You're afraid to face Ben and I together. You yourself said our bond makes us stronger," she said with feigned assurity.

He narrowed his eyes, pointing a large accusatory finger down at her. "And when you two are reunited, you shall come to realize that he is Kylo Ren. You believe he has compassion for you, as he once did, but a sith has no room for compassion," Snoke hissed, a cruel smile curling on his face. "You will see, once he has been fully corrected."

Rey stepped forward, about to speak again, but Snoke's hologram flickered away, leaving her alone in the giant chamber once again. She remained stock-still in the center of the chamber as she heard the metal door clicking open behind her, heavy footsteps marching in as the group of stormtroopers regained their grasp on her, tugging her out of the chamber, her eyes remaining on the empty throne as she was pulled backwards.

….

Several days passed as Rey remained in her tiny cell, weakened from malnourishment. She had been brought water and some very meager rations over the past few days by a stormtrooper, but she presumed that this had not been his orders, that what he had brought her were most likely his own leftovers, seemingly out of pity.

Rey had gotten him to speak to her a little bit, as he was often posted outside of her cell door to keep guard. Several times she attempted to overtake his mind, but he had called her out on it. She realized he must not be as weak-minded as the others seemed to be.

As Rey sat scratching a tally mark onto the wall just as she'd done back on Jakku, she was reminded of Finn, how he was essentially a stormtrooper gone rogue. Looking across at the stormtrooper through the bars of the door, the same one who brought her food, she realized it was possible for this to potentially occur again.

"Hey, what's your name?" She asked him. The stormtrooper turned his helmeted head over his shoulder to look back at her.

"I already told you. AN-838," he said, facing forward once again.

"No, your real name. Your birth name. The one given to you before you worked for the Empire," she said.

He looked back at her again, remaining silent for a few long moments. "I don't know. I don't have one," he said, turning back around.

"I'll give you one, then," Rey said, and she watched as his shoulders dropped in seeming frustration.

"Look, girl, my name is AN-838 and that's that."

Rey ignored him. "Hmm...what about Aaron?" She asked, and he didn't respond. "Or Allan? That seems to suit you quite nicely," she said.

He turned fully around to look at her, and she looked up at him with an encouraging smile. "Do you like Allan?" She asked.

She heard him sigh through his helmet. "If that's what you want to call me, fine," he said. He began to turn around, but stopped halfway, looking back at her again. "What is your name?"

"I'm Rey. It's nice to meet you, Allan," she said, giving him a friendly smile. He seemed to stare at her a moment before turning back around.

"Hey Allan, don't you want a last name?" She asked, and she heard him swear under his breath.

….

Ben lay on the chair motionless, his energy and muscles spent from having gone through seemingly endless electrocution and torture. He remained locked down against the chair, the steel brace on the lower half of his face only removed when a nurse or general was instructed to give him some water or a meager ration of food. He knew they were purposefully keeping him weak so that Snoke would later be able to finish breaking his mind.

His eyes followed a stormtrooper that came into the room that had clearly been ordered to check on him. The trooper looked him over a moment and then turned to leave.

"Wait," Ben choked out, and the stormtrooper slid to a stop, slowly turning around to look back at him. He silently waited for Ben to continue, clearly apprehensive to speak to the former commander. "Where is she?"

The stormtrooper stared at him in confusion. "She?"

"Rey. The scavenger. The girl from Jakku, whatever you are calling her. Where is she?"

"Oh, the prisoner girl, yes," the stormtrooper said, hesitating. "To quote General Hux's orders, she's, uh, to be left in the ship's prison to die and rot," he said, coughing nervously. He then spun on his boots and marched out of the room.

Renewed energy building within him, Ben shook his arms against his restraints, the metal clanking and echoing in the small room. Using his anger to fuel his access to the Force, he tried to strengthen himself to break from the chair, but he heard the annoyingly familiar march of boots heading his way.

Ben threw his head back against the chair and groaned in angry frustration as Hux returned to the room, biting into the remainder of his lunch. Ben couldn't help but stare at the food, so hungry as he was.

He wondered in alarm if Rey had been fed at all. Glaring across at Hux, he realized that under this man's orders, she probably hadn't. He could still sense Rey's presence a distance away on the ship, so he knew she was alive, but it seemed that Snoke had been trying to break through their telepathy, and, he suspected, their very bond. He couldn't let Snoke break it.

"Hungry, Ren?" Hux teased, raising his plate of food. Ben scowled silently in concentrated hatred at Hux. Hux set down his food and picked up the chair's controller, and Ben shivered as he prepared himself for the day's third 'correction' session. "Let's get started," Hux said, pressing on the button.

But only a few minutes after he'd started up the chair, Hux turned it off again, peering at Ben curiously. "You don't look so well, Ren. Perhaps you should be eating some more," he mocked, picking up his food tray once again. As he picked at his food, Hux's brows lowered in thought. "You know, I've been thinking. Maybe I'll give you a break today," he said, shovelling another bite of food into his mouth.

Ben couldn't help but feel a small rush of relief as he stared at Hux curiously. But he narrowed his eyes as he continued to study Hux, knowing that this was out of character, that this was too good to be true.

"Besides, there's something that's been on my mind, Ren," Hux continued, throwing the remainder of his food into a trash bin. "That girl of yours," he sneered, a twisted smile curling his lips. "You sure know how to pick them, Ren, I'll give you that," he said.

Ben's eyes widened in shock as he stared across incredulously at Hux. No.

Hux wiped his hands together. "I mean, she's pretty, for a scavenger, at least," he said, licking his mouth.

"You wouldn't dare," Ben growled, his voice dripping with testosterone.

"Of course I would. She's young, feisty. She and I are to become great friends," he hissed.

Ben swore at Hux as the general marched jauntily out of the room, his eyes following Hux with a savage red fury.

Ben's like Mad Max with that steel on his face. Do you think he'll be able to rescue Rey? Maybe it's just me, but I think it's a good idea for Hux to watch his back in the future...Anyways, thanks for reading! I know we're all here for some good Reylo, and I promise you, it shall return in due time...