Chapter 10
Rey stared down at Kylo's motionless body as his head fell to the ground and he lay still. Her jaw dropped open and her hands began to shake. The sight of him laying motionless shocked something deep inside her that it awoke her up from her rage-filled trance. She hadn't meant to kill him. But she'd lost control, and her anger had taken over her. Had she killed him? Her stomach knotted as she stepped closer. Shutting off her lightsaber, she knelt beside him and moved to check for a pulse. Would she have felt it if he had died? Possibly. They had an uncanny connection that had intensified over the years, but now, with their worlds coming to an end, who knew? Her head wasn't right, who knew what she would have noticed?
She moved aside his feathery black hair and felt for his pulse. Please. Please come back. Her insides began to shake as she felt nothing. Then, finally, her fingers made out a faint heartbeat. She exhaled. Thank the Force. In that moment she knew, that she could never kill Kylo Ren. If she killed him, ultimately, she would become something just as dark and twisted as he was. And not only that, but something deeper. Something more important. Something of destiny had always connected their paths of good and evil. To sever that connection would risk something far worse.
"Your pity is wasted," Snoke muttered, now standing above her, "He would see you dead to save his life."
Rey ignored the Supreme Leader, and glanced down to see the damage she'd inflicted. Dark crimson blood pooled from the gash in Kylo's side, falling into the cracks of the tile beneath him and splintering out like a red spider's web. His face was deathly pale, and his breaths came in shudders. Kylo, her nemesis, was bleeding heavily. A lightsaber's blade would burn the flesh, but since it was such an intense would, blood still seeped from the damage.
"He will die soon enough," Snoke muttered, now standing above her and less than three feet away, "It has always been his destiny to end like this. Even he knew it."
A thundering shook the building again, and Rey shuddered. What was it that Kylo had tried to tell her? She shook her head, trying to gather her thoughts. He lies. Something about Snoke lying. She glanced down at Kylo once again. He was strong in the Force. So strong. And yet he lay dying while she survived? He was descended from Skywalkers, and he had been led down the path to the Dark Side. He said someone lied.
A Jedi could tell when they were being lied to. It didn't feel right. The Force would instantly alert a Jedi to wrong-doing. It was an instant alert to anyone strong enough to sense it. Rey had always felt it. Relied on it. Trusted it. But now?
She turned her gaze to Snoke, who now stood eerily above her like a ghost in the darkness. Snoke lied. It had been Snoke who had led the boy once named Ben Solo to destruction. And Snoke had lied to him. He had found a way to conceal his intentions even through the clarity of the Force. Now Snoke was trying to do the same to her.
Rey swallowed hard and tightened her grip on her lightsaber. No. Not this time. Rey ignited her lightsaber, the weapon bringing an earie blue glow to their small scene. Slowly, she stood, gripping her weapon tight. "I will not be turned so easily, Supreme Leader," Rey said, her voice clear and even in the darkness around them, "You have failed. And today will be the day that your evil rule will end."
Snoke gazed at her, his aged face stoic for a few moments. Then, his façade of friendliness melted away like wax in the hot sun. His eyes, like deep black pools, squinted at her in the darkness. "So be it," he hissed, raising his ancient right hand, "Die, Jedi."
With that, he let loose a long strain of blue lightning from his fingertips.
Gasping, Rey leapt back, using the Force to propel her away. Lightning. Snoke could use lightning. When she landed, she moved back, seeking refuge. What could she do against lightning? She was no Jedi Master. Leaping once more, she threw a concussion throw. Using all her strength, she pushed against the aged creature with the power of a tornado.
Snoke deflected it easily. He came forward.
Rey stood her ground, trying to find a solution to her situation. Holding her lightsaber in a defensive position, she waited.
Snoke came at her, his thin hands raised in the air. With that, he struck her.
Rey's lightsaber held the lightning at bay only for a few moments. Then she was overpowered.
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