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Chapter 11

Kylo awoke to an empty silence. It was a contained silence, as if the sound had been completely sucked from the room. Something was wrong.

He coughed, his throat wheezing as he drew a harsh breath. Rolling over, he felt the fire in his side once more, and he remembered what happened and where he was. Where was Rey?

Rey? He whispered her name through the Force, Rey where are you?

Silence was all that answered him.

Wincing, he stood up slowly. Taking in a shaky breath, he pressed against his side. Fire. His side felt as if it was on fire. He knew better than to look at it. From the weak feeling in his legs, he could tell he'd lost a substantial amount of blood. He was lucky he could stand.

Kylo turned around slowly, calling his lightsaber to his open palm from where it lay on the floor six feet away. He felt something odd through the Force. Something like a shaking ripple in a pool, as if the center of the universe had an unnatural current pulsing through it. It made him feel dizzy.

Dragging his eyes up, Kylo saw his master standing over Rey's prone body. She lay on her back, sprawled on the steps leading to the throne. Her hair had fallen completely from the bun, and it created a halo around her.

Snoke stood above her, one pale hand hovering over her forehead.

Another wave of dizziness swept over him, and he blinked as he tried to regain his balance. Kylo took several steps forward, coming up to Snoke silently, "W-what are you doing?" he muttered, still trying to clear his head, "What have you done?"

Snoke's head snapped up to look at Kylo, his eyes now glowing with an unearthly red light, "Silence! It is nearly done."

Kylo shuddered. He gazed down at Rey. She looked...cold. As if she was freezing to death. Her lips were a blue color, while her nose and cheeks had turned an icy white. "What have you done to her?" Kylo breathed, a sick feeling settling in his stomach.

"So much life," Snoke whispered, "So much talent to be born with. So much beauty. And I would not waste it." He turned back to gaze down to Rey, his hand still hovering over her forehead.

"What have you done?" Kylo rasped, his voice scratching from his lips.

"Shh!" Snoke hissed, "The transfer of life is a delicate matter."

Kylo felt a cold shudder from his fingertips to his toes. Transfer of life? It was by stealing the lives of those with potential that Snoke lived to such an extreme old age? Kylo instantly knew it to be true. Snoke would drain Rey of her life, her beauty, and her talent in the Force. He would kill her so that he could add on multiple years to his unending tenure of existence. Kylo coughed, gripping his lightsaber firmly in his hand. "Get…Away."

Snoke turned back to Kylo slowly, "What did you just say?"

Kylo let out a shuddering breath. He felt the weakness grow in his legs, and in that instant he knew he wouldn't live through what was going to happen next. Ignoring the burn in his side, he ignited his lightsaber. The rough red hue of the blade turned the scene crimson around him, and the angry crystals hissed and crackled in the silence.

He knew what it meant to oppose his master's will. Kylo had witnessed Snoke's blinding power in the darkness he now lived in. Glancing down one last time at Rey's motionless form, Kylo held resolute. He couldn't live without Rey's small star in the universe. It was what made his life bearable. The dark monster eating away at his heart left him in agony with every breath he took, and the only glimpse of peace came from her. Late at night, when he gazed up at the eternities and felt her out there, he found solace. If her spark left the galaxy, he would just as soon die.

Finally the words came to his lips again, as if they were being dragged out of him by a ghost, "Get away from her."

Snoke rose to his full height and turned away from Rey's motionless form, "You dare betray me, Kylo Ren?"

Kylo swallowed, a bitter taste rising up his throat.

Snoke took several steps toward Kylo, reading every single thought in his mind instantly. Understanding every reason why Kylo was doing what he did in that moment. "Traitorous fool," Snoke hissed, his toothless mouth spitting out the words like poison, "You were always weak," he muttered, coming even closer, "You would die for a witless girl."

Kylo took a step back, thinking he knew what would happen next. He was wrong.

To Be Continued!

(sorry it's not very long, but plz review anyway! It takes more than you'd think to write this dialogue! Lol! Hope your week is good. I'm still sick. Yuck. Another reason why the updates have been few and far between.)