A/N: Thanks Blue Angel for hanging in there! And he will still teach her, it will just be on the Finalizer instead of a meadow haha.

I have a few days off work so I will try and make up for the 7-8 chapters that I took away from you guys and I will catch up and give you guys 7 chapters back and a couple more! I will write like crazy!

A Demon's Light

"I thought I saw the devil this morning

looking in the mirror, drop of rum on my tongue

with a warning to help me see myself clearer."

-Jaymes Young 'I'll Be Good'

Chapter Three: A Demon for the Light

Her dream was almost even more strange than the one she had the night before. She was in a field with a tall, grand castle looming over her. She walked towards the door but a hand stopped her. Just as she turned to see his face, the scene disintegrated to something darker. The grass was gone and there were bodies all around her. They looked so cold and lifeless.

The rain poured hard on the ground. It was muddy, slippery and very hard to keep her balance. She walked around, searching for a pulse on every body.

They were all dead.

There was a small child she noticed off in the distance. Josie ran to her, stumbling every so often from slipping in the mud. She bent down to the child, trying to help her up. Another figure approached them. He looked menacing as he raised his weapon to beat both of them, but before he could do any damage, a red saber pierced through him, and he was then on the ground lifeless.

Josie gasped.

Looking up, she saw Kylo Ren and more men behind him wearing robes and masks similar to his.

The child and herself stood up, blinking away the rain running down their face.

Kylo approached her, but the scene changed again when she tried reaching out to touch his mask.

She was now in a beautiful meadow sitting across from Kylo Ren.

Josie smiled at him. "How did I get here, Kylo -"

"Ben," he said correcting her.

Before anything more could be said, Ben disappeared and she sat alone in the meadow, wishing he would come back. It was a strange feeling. She had always anticipated the day that Maz would come visit her, but this was different. Josie genuinely felt something being taken from within her when he left; like an important piece needed for living and breathing was gone when he vanished.

It was strange. She felt more aware of herself than she had ever been in the dream. It was almost like the one she had of the armored troops the night before, but she felt like she had even more control.

Josie stood and walked over to the edge of the meadow meeting the forest. In the distance between the trees she could see two shadowy figures. The curiosity took over her as she snuck closer to see who they were.

Strange to see your own self in a dream standing in front of you. Josie didn't think that was possible, but there she was a few feet ahead dancing with Kylo Ren - Ben.

He twirled her. Josie saw the beautiful dress she was wearing. Before now, she had never seen it, but seeing it she really wanted to make it.

It was a leaf-green gown flowing down just below the knee. It was lacey on the sleeves and collar bone, dipping into a V-line over her chest.

Ben was even more fascinating to watch, however. It was the first time she saw him look happy. It was also the first time she saw him in anything but the black robes he wore. He looked much more lively with the grey robe he wore now. She would have to suggest something to him. Maybe people would feel less intimidated by him if he wore something with a little more color.

The longer she stood there, the more she thought it strange she was dreaming this. If she were to dream of something like this, she would have been the one dancing, not seeing herself dancing.

Just as the thought crossed her mind, she saw Ben whip his head her direction, suddenly looking angry.

The next thing she knew, Josie was awake in the dark room. Her heart was beating fast, and she was breathing heavily.

What just happened?

xxx

Kylo forced himself out of his dream and awoke. Somehow she had been there. He knew that was her consciousness intruding through his own dreams. But how would such a thing be possible?

He got up from his bed, feeling exhausted and sweaty from using so much Force to push her out of his dream. He never felt someone so powerful that he had to use so much energy and Force. It was extraordinary and concerning all at once.

The light flicked on as he walked into the bathroom. He turned the faucet and wiped the perspiration from his face. He looked at his face in the mirror, seeing his hair dampened. Much more than that, however, he saw something sinister and dark within him. Kylo saw someone dirty and evil. His eyes were almost black, void of mercy and grace. He saw utter darkness.

His jaw clenched when he thought of Josie who was only right next door to him probably not realizing what had just happened. She was probably dreaming of peaceful fields of grass and shady, lively trees sheltering her from an intensely bright sun. She was everything that was good, and it made him feel disgusting even thinking about being around her.

He took the glass cup that held his toothbrush and threw it against the wall, relishing the sound of it shattering.

Out of pure selfish thoughtlessness he brought this girl here onto the Finalizer; a ship of the First Order who destroyed anything and everything that was of the Light. Because he was weak he took her here to keep her close.

He knew who she was...or had visions of who she was, and he didn't want to let her out of his sight. Not when he knew she was a part of him.

Right then, he heard a faint knock on the door.

He stepped out of the bathroom and bedroom, sliding open the door leading out into the corridor, finding Josie right in front of him.

She was still wearing that dress he didn't remember seeing in the wardrobe that was made up for her, but never cared to ask about it.

"Are you alright? I heard something break," she asked, but she completely avoided any eye contact. In fact she kept her eyes focused on everything but him.

That's when he realized he was shirtless and she hadn't seen anyone so much as half-clothed before. He smirked, feeling the power come back to him. He decided to revel in her shyness. "You can't look me in the eye."

She clicked her tongue on the roof of her mouth. "Well, it would be improper, you see. I think the naked body should only be seen by the one whom you love."

"If this makes you uncomfortable you have no hope for becoming a successful Sith."

Her eyes shot to him, not caring now how bare his chest was. "A Sith?"

Kylo didn't reply to her.

She decided to change the subject. "We are the same species. Why do our bodies look different?" Josie then looked at him with a redness in her cheeks and immediately turned and looked at herself, pulling at her clothing so it hugged every inch of her, detailing the difference between them.

"Your ignorance astounds me," he noted.

"That isn't answering my question. I have these," she said grabbing her chest. "You do not."

Kylo immediately looked down, closing his eyes and rubbing the bridge of his nose with his thumb and index finger.

"What? Now you're cheeks are redder than mine. Are you okay?" she was becoming concerned, but he began laughing. A genuine laugh. Josie watched him while he calmed himself, feeling a smile creep to her face. "Hey. I like your laugh. And your smile. You have a nice smile. Maybe you should smile more often."

The smile was immediately gone and Josie felt disappointed. She wanted to see his smile again.

In the awkward silence, she looked down at herself and suddenly remembered something. "I completely forgot to say that I used a sheet to make this dress. I didn't like any of the dull outfits in the wardrobe. I hope it's alright. I can make fabric out of spinral plants and make another sheet if you need me to replace the one I used."

He cocked an eyebrow. "You made something…out of a sheet? Well, I don't think that sheet will be missed. No one has ever used or touched that room until you arrived."

"Can I see your mirror?" she asked randomly.

"You have one in your own room, you know."

"Yes, but I want to see yours."

Kylo Ren gestured for her to enter reluctantly. She nearly skipped to his bathroom.

"The mirror is just the same as yours," he said from the other room. When he walked in, he saw that she was touching her face again and looking intently at herself. "Falling into vanity now are you?"

She turned back to him. "What do you mean?" Josie then looked back at the mirror. "I only find it strange to see myself. I have gone all my life just living and not thinking about how others perceived me. Now I have some idea of what they see. But I suppose not entirely because I am nobody but me. What do you see when you look at me?"

He stood in the doorway nearly taking up the entire thing because of his tall frame and broad shoulders. His expression was even, not giving away any of his thoughts through expressions.

It took him quite some time to answer.

"I see a person who has been sheltered and hidden away so her powers couldn't be used to their full potential."

Josie titled her head slightly, keeping her eyes locked on his. "When I look at you," she began softly. "I see someone who longs for so much more than what he has been told is right. And a person who has a beautiful smile but is for whatever reason unwilling to show it," she said teasingly.

Kylo's jaw clenched, not much for her teasing. "I think we should both go back to bed. We wouldn't want you to pass out of fatigue on your first day of training."

She didn't want to go back to bed, she was wide awake but obeyed and walked back to her room.

xxx

Somehow Josie managed to get a few more hours of sleep in. When she awoke, however, she didn't want to go out or for anyone to see her.

Looking in the mirror, she saw dark purple rings around her arms in the place where those troopers had grabbed her so brutally. It wasn't her first bruise. She recalled having a few small ones when she was younger and much wilder when it came to climbing trees, walking fallen trunks and falling herself many times for being reckless, but those bruises were never this big or gross looking.

Unfortunately, Josie knew that she was not only very excited for the training, but even if she didn't want to train she knew enough to know that Kylo - Ben - whatever name he went by wouldn't let her just skip out on training.

Rummaging back through the drawer she kept the scraps of that sheet, she picked laid out the rest of what was left of the sheet and began making wraps for her upper arm to cover the bruises. When she was done, she examined herself in the mirror again. Yes, the red wraps looked much better than the purple and yellow bruises.

After eating what fruit was left in the fridge, she walked out and knocked on Kylo's door.

He was dressed once again in his black robes and covered his face with his helmet and hood. Josie was slightly disappointed, but shrugged it off.

"I see you have made use of the sheets again?" he said with his voice heavily distorted.

Josie shrugged, giving the masked figure a smile.

He led her down the corridors and she finally got to see the more of the ship. It was just as dark as her room was. She was hoping to find some color but the only inkling of any were the buttons on panels and the blue-hue lights above.

The further they walked, the more troopers they passed. Each one of them covered from head to toe in white armor. She wondered what each one looked like under those helmets. She also wondered why they all had to wear helmets all of the time.

The first helmetless face she saw was that of a man who looked stern. What interested her most about him was the fact that his hair was an orange-ish red.

"Kylo Ren," the man said in a sneer.

Before Kylo said anything, Josie exclaimed, "Look at your hair! It's so curious. How did you get it like that?" She went up to him and began feeling the strands of his hair through her fingers, determining whether it was his real hair or not.

The man clenched his jaw. "Why is this creature touching me, Ren?"

At that word, Josie was taken aback. She stepped away from him, remembering how one of them had sneered the word 'creature' to Maz as a word to demean. Her whole life she had called the animals in the woods creatures. Not in any negative way, but as something almost endearing; however, when they used it, it was much more cold.

"Is-is that one of the sheets in our chambers?" the man asked, not giving any one of them room to say anything. He hissed. "Keep your pet away from me, Ren. She should be in chains. I have business to attend to, and obviously you would too if you weren't out playing with your toys." The man took another disgusted look at her and then stalked off leaving Josie feeling something she could only describe as being shot down.

Kylo hadn't said a word the whole time. He just continued walking with her right behind him. She didn't speak, but only thought about how the man wasn't so nice. She was trying to figure out where she went wrong. Josie made sure to keep a lightness to her voice and smile. She supposed the fact of her touching him didn't make him feel comfortable. Maybe the ones who lived here weren't very open to being touched. Josie made sure to keep a note of that in the forefront of her mind.

They finally reached a very large room with weapons and machines of all kinds lining the walls. It looked menacing, and she wasn't prepared for this kind of training. She thought she would learning how to perfect her healing, meditating, and vision reading.

"Why are there so many of these things?" Josie asked, picking up a long metal thing that looked similar to a lightsaber hilt, but bigger.

She flipped one of the switches and two red lights shot out from either end. It shocked her, so she dropped it. Just before it deactivated, it cut into the side of her foot. She yelped in pain, sitting herself on the floor to look at her foot. She saw a black and red burn where the saber had nicked her. Is that what sabers were used for? To hurt and cause pain?

"Try not to touch anything in case you really hurt yourself," Kylo scoffed.

Really hurt herself? There was more pain to be had with those things? Josie couldn't imagine. Even worse, she had one. She made one.

"I assume you know how to use your own?" he asked, handing her her long-lost lightsaber.

"I was beginning to wonder where it had gone off to," Josie said, taking it from him.

"We won't be training with those yet. I want to start with your mind."

"My mind?"

Kylo led her to the corner of the room where there lay two black cushions. He sat on one and she sat on the other.

"It's important for you to train your mind to build walls, create false memories, and push back when someone is trying to break into your mind."

"Why would someone do that? Thoughts are private, why would someone be so rude?"

He chuckled. "What you did to General Hux could also be seen as rude." Josie frowned, feeling bad about her curiosity even moreso now. Kylo then took his helmet off, his locks falling back into place. "It will be easier for you to put your hand on my head. Search it, feeling with the Force of what you want to find."

"What do I want to find?" she asked.

"Just look inside and search around." When he saw that she was hesitant, he continued. "I will block what I don't want you to see."

Josie scooted closer to him, placing her fingertips on his forehead. She closed her eyes, feeling through his mind that seemed hauntingly loaded with memories. There were a few she tried to tap into, but he was keeping her shut out of them. Feeling like he really didn't want her to see anything, she tried lurching herself swiftly over to the most recent memories, hoping to see something there without him noticing.

She managed to see him standing in front of the mirror looking angrily at himself. He stared menacingly at himself for quite some time before she saw him pick up a cup and smash it against the wall. His voice suddenly echoed in the memory… A demon compared to the Light…

Kylo shot her out of the memory before she could see anything else.

"Why were you so angry?" Josie asked.

He tried to keep the anger he had inside. How could she have maneuvered so quickly without having felt her move in the Force? Was he so blinded? Distracted? No. He was focused, but that meant that she was more powerful than originally anticipated.

"You managed to see something. That's a good start. Now I want you to try and pull a memory that's been imbedded deep into the mind. I won't block it, but it won't be easy to pull out. Long-term memories can be very vague and hard to pull from the mind."

Josie nodded, placing her fingers once more on his head. She searched the part of the mind that contained all his suppressed memories and searched for one she felt was something of significance to her curiosity.

Once she targeted one, she tried as hard as she could using the Force to pull it forward and watch it. It was much harder this time around. It was so embedded in the back, almost forgotten that it took all her strength to pull it to the forefront.

After much Force, the memory finally revealed itself to her.

It was a young Ben around the age of fourteen with a young girl of five. They were both in the field in front of a temple; the temple she had seen in her dream. The girl was skipping around, picking up wildflowers. She ran over to Ben and handed them to him.

"I want you to have these, Ben. Can I be the flower girl at your wedding? I can wear a really pretty dress and bring your favorite wild flowers! And for a present I will get you a lightsaber and I will give her my favorite fairytale book. I bet she will like fairytales. And I bet she will be really pretty."

Ben scoffed. "Marrying is against Jedi Code."

"Luke says that love is necessary for a Jedi. He says that we don't have to follow that part of the code." She began dancing and hopping, releasing so much energy. She was just a bundle of it.

Ben was sitting on a large rock reading a history book about lightsabers. He couldn't wait to make his own.

When he didn't say anything to the girl, she continued. "I want a sister, Ben! You can give me a sister."

Ben was very annoyed at this point. "If you want a sister, go ask Luke to adopt another orphan like he did you."

That stung the girl. Tears were falling down her cheeks, but her face held an expression of anger. She flung the rest of the wildflowers in her hand on the ground at his feet and stomped off.

The memory ended.

Josie's curiosity was not satisfied. She searched deeper in his mind, finding a memory that was the most repressed and guarded in the natural walls of the mind.

He was now Kylo. He wore his long black robes and kept his helmet on tight. He held his unstable saber in his hands, seemingly ready to activate it when he felt necessary. There was a group of men behind him who wore similar robes and helmets as he did.

They stood back while Kylo walked up to an older man in beige robes who looked more than tired and sad. He looked defeated.

"We do not wish to have quarrels with the likes of you," the old man said calmly. "Leave this place. We have no business with you."

"The only business I have come here for, Luke Skywalker," Kylo began, his voice robotic and menacing, yet pronounced and light, "is to rid you of all your grievous students."

"Ben. This isn't where you belong or who you belong with. You are more loved with me and on your parents' side than you will ever be with the Dark Side."

Kylo activated his lightsaber, anger at the mention of his parents flowing through him like bubbling, boiling water. "My name, old man, is Kylo Ren." With that, he moved his lightsaber to Luke's neck, threatening to slice his head off at the first sign of movement.

The rest of the men moved forward at Kylo Ren's command, storming the academy. Something misty and beautiful came from the very soul of Ben. It twinkled like the stars in the sky and began to float towards the heavens.

The vision left Kylo and Luke behind, keeping the focus on the floating light. It danced around and swirled as it traveled the galaxy to a planet so covered in trees that there was nothing but brown and a brilliant green to be seen for miles. Even the sky was nearly unseeable through the thickness of the leaves.

The Light came to a slow and steady stand-still. It glistened as it waited for what Josie didn't know yet.

From up above the dark blue moon glowed. It appeared to be glowing bright as some of that glow came down, merging with the Light. The glow of the dark moon and the Light shot out a bright explosion of color before fading away, leaving a small body behind.

The body got up - the body of a young girl.

As soon as Josie saw the girl's face, she immediately pulled herself out of the memory - the vision and stood up, feeling overwhelmed.

That vision couldn't possibly be real.

Kylo stood up, feeling anger course through him at feeling somehow rejected by her repulsion.

Josie turned away from him, not wanting him to see the tears that were pricking her eyes. She grew up in the woods. Her memories went as far back as one's memories could go. She recalled getting VB-23 - her best memory - from Maz at only four. She was nearly ten or eleven in that vision. Those visions couldn't possibly be real.

She repeated that in her head over and over all the while sifting through her own memories.

Behind her, she heard something hit the wall. She turned to see Kylo breathing heavily with anger. Maybe she had picked the wrong memory.

"I'm sorry for peering into your memories. I told you that I didn't want to. They are sacred and should be kept private especially… Was that a memory? It couldn't have been. I don't recall that and you weren't there to experience that. Not the second half of it."

Kylo clenched his jaw again. It was curious why he did that so often, but it was oddly pleasing to her even if he did it when he was angry.

"It was a vision the Force gave me that night. I tried suppressing it because it was distracting to my training of the Dark Side. I didn't think it could be pulled out again so easy by you. You. A child who knows nothing and has seen nothing. Doesn't even know who the Jedi are or even of her own powers." His words were harsh and accusing.

Instead of saying anything, Josie decided she wanted to leave and go back to her room without anymore words being thrown about carelessly.

All the way back to her room, she kept her head down in fear of someone seeing the tears streaming down her cheeks in a quiet, wild river.