A/N: I am taking the Force Awakens and only changing it slightly to fit my own character into the story. I will stay as true as possible, however. Also, I am expanding the time length of FA because I want to expand on each character, give them more time to interact and so forth. Force Awakens was almost perfect and I wouldn't change much about it, but I still think it went really fast (for it to be translated into a story in my opinion), so I'm slowing it down.

Star Wars: A Bond Awakens

Chapter One: Kylo Ren

"No, Chewy, I won that."

Chewy groaned in protest. She didn't win, he said, she cheated.

"I did no such thing!" Ora shook her head. "Do you think me a cheater, Han?"

Han was just passing through the lobby of the freighter, checking things off a list. "Well, you were pretty keen on getting the most out of Jun-Gongin, weren't you?" He laughed at the memory.

Ora smiled as well. It was clear how much rubbed off on her from spending so much time with the infamous Han Solo the smuggler. She grew a little more out of her shell; a little bolder, a little more confident. Maybe it was for a lack of a family that she grew so attached to these two boys so easily, but whatever the reason, she loved them both dearly and wouldn't have given up having met them for anything.

"Well, if it wasn't for me, you wouldn't have gotten that twenty-thousand from Jun-Gongin."

"I wouldn't go so far as to say that-"

Chewy groaned, siding with Ora and then said I think you trained her too well, Han.

"Someone can never be too good at being a smuggler, Chewy. And now that we have another genius smuggler, making that two now," he said looking at Chewy funnily at the last bit, "We can further our horizons beyond the known parts of the galaxy."

Ora lit up, "We can go some place no one has gone before?"

He smiled, "You betcha. I have set our destination to a vacant location. No one has been to this part of the galaxy before. It looks like it's full of shiny stuff we can sell."

Ora giggled with joy.

The small crew of three were in no hurry to get to their destination, so they decided to cruise on at low speed, enjoying the free time they currently had.

Ora made her way to the back of the freighter, glancing out the large window. She scanned the galaxy as if looking for something, as if the Force was willing her to find something beyond the lowly populated planets and stars on this side of the system. Something tugged at her very soul. Something beyond she could comprehend. But she felt the need-the need to go and search the tan planet that the Force laid her eyes on.

Quickly, she jogged her way to the cockpit to find Han, explaining that she needed to be away for just a day.

Han Solo looked concerned instead of looking at her like she was insane as Ora expected he would look.

"What do you need to leave for?" he asked, unsure he could understand what she was talking of.

"I just feel the need to go to that planet for a day," she said, pointing to it on the scanner centered between them.

"Jakku?"

"Yes, Jakku. I must go there."

He shook his head, but smiled. "You are just as crazy as Luke."

Ora beamed a little with pride. Luke was a great Jedi Master. Whether he left in exile with no trace of him or not, he was still a great Jedi and to be compared was sort of like an honor to her.

"Well, alright. I'll give you twenty-four hours, but that's it. We have a pot of credits on the other side of this galaxy to get to."

"Sir, yes, sir!" She smiled, giving a firm solute and then made her way to the back end again.

She gathered a few supplies, sticking it in the small transport ship she would be taking. It was a ruddy one. It didn't look like much at all, almost as if someone put it together in a day with a few spare parts, but she flew it once upon a time and it worked.

Once.

She turned on the lights, transmission, and energy, ready to take off. It spluttered, but made it off the freighter in one piece. She set her destination for the southern hemisphere of Jakku.

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It was dark out.

The desert planet was barren as far as the eye could see except for a small village some few miles away. She started walking towards it, feeling the pull again. The closer she got, however, the more horror she could see.

There were command ships and barrack ships spewing out stormtrooper after stormtrooper. They were blasting their weapons at the villagers and gathering them to the center of the village, right before the black command ship landed. Flashbacks to her final day at the temple started stabbing through her mind.

A dark, tall, strong figure stepped off the command ship. He had a full helmet on and a hood to cover it. There was a lightsaber in his hands, ready to wield it whenever he needed.

Ora felt something strong within the Force as her soul started to long for that person behind the helmet.

Ben.

He heard her. The figure turned his head to the side ever so subtly. But he immediately turned away and in a robot-like tone, said something to the stormtrooper in silver armor.

It was hard to ignore the pain she felt for the villagers and being able to do nothing, but it was even more painful that she could feel the Force pulling her away from the village, knowing she would be much safer being as far away as possible.

Ora began walking back to her beat up transport with great reluctance. When she walked for a while and found herself closer to her ship and further from the village. Why bring her to the village only to send her back?

She grew angry.

Suddenly, she turned around, feeling in the Force a presence she hadn't felt so close in such a long time.

He stood there in his dark uniform and hood.

She wanted to say something, but she was frozen. A desire-filled longing swelled in her and she began to step forward. Before she could, he took his helmet off and let it drop in the sand. His face was the same, but his eyes were completely different. They look more tormented and tortured than she had ever seen them look before. She began to feel that torment in her own soul. His pain became hers once more.

He moved towards her this time, placing a gloved hand on her cheek. "It's been too long, Ora."

And that was her undoing. All he had to do was say her name and she melted like a pitcher of ice in the blazing sun.

She wrapped her arms around his neck, no longer caring about who he was now or what he had done back then. Right now, it was just her and Ben. The Ben who was her closest friend at the temple.

"I feel as though you left me," she started, trying to force her tears back.

"Skywalker did as I asked and took you away. You had to leave. I wouldn't let you stay there for me only to be killed by one of them."

She let go of him then. "Why be on the side who would kill me then, Ben? Why betray me, your uncle, your father?"

He looked at her with anger now. "Don't speak of my father," he growled.

To make an attempt to calm him, Ora took his face in her hands and planted a kiss, so full of passion and desire that she had held in for him for years, that she wasn't sure she could stop.

He caved into her, kissing back more fiercely than he had ever kissed her before.

She stopped just for a moment and saw in his eyes that he was Ben again, that he held more love for her than anyone ever could. So she took his hand and led him into her transport ship.

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He stepped out of the transport and picked up his helmet.

She wasn't going to ask him to stay. She knew what he would say. Ora could only relish and be thankful for the short period of time she had with him and hope that maybe he realizes the love she, his father and Luke have for him and hope to the Force he comes to the right side of things.

Ben looked at her again, his tone mono. "You shouldn't come back."

She wasn't sure whether he was talking about this planet or him. She had expected him to ask her to join him, to at least try the dark side. But maybe he didn't ask because he knew the answer. Then again, how could he know what she would say when she herself didn't know if she could say no firmly?

He put his helmet on and when he did so, she turned away, forcing herself to start up the ship.

Ora didn't fly off just yet. There were tears blurring her vision and she became angry. That wasn't how their first meeting in years was supposed to go. They made love in a fit of passion so beautiful, but before and after they acted like friends who were no longer friends. Strangers who acted like they wouldn't be seeing one another again. Old acquaintances that never got the chance to form something and spoke to one another like nothing would form.

It was now that she knew the Ben in him was so far deep in him that he couldn't be recovered.

No, he was no longer Ben. He was now Kylo Ren.