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Kylo Ren knew the Supreme Leader wanted Rey for his own nefarious purposes. Kylo too thought of Rey being with them, belonging with them. But knowing Rey would be miserable, that she would hate her life under the influence of the dark side, conflicted him. Hadn't he been so set on turning her with him? On seducing her to the dark side?

And yet... He felt as if she had seduced him with her light. She was captivating and breathtaking in every way he could have imagined. And what was even better, she accepted him as he was. Flawed. Powerful. A killer.

Rey had been the first person to truly spend time with him since he left his parents all those years ago. He had been so troubled and pathetic. Now he was cruel and devious. It hadn't mattered to her as a child how he behaved outwardly and it didn't matter to her as a woman now. She might not understand him but they called to one another.

The feeling of wanting, no needing, to protect someone other than himself was both smothering and freeing. Kylo Ren hadn't ever felt such a deep bond with anyone before. He had never met someone he would destroy galaxies for, yet now she stood before him, terrified of his master.

And she had right to be. Supreme Leader was as cruel as he was wise. Especially if he had sensed the weakness growing in Kylo Ren's heart and body for a scavenger girl. Supreme Leader could not afford such a weakness in his best pupil, he wouldn't allow it.

Kylo Ren only had a few options available to him, none of which would be pleasant. Either Rey would suffer or he would. Neither option sat well with him.

Kylo Ren sat in front of Rey's sleeping form, face covered with his mask as he watched her breathing. She seemed so peaceful and now that she was well rested and healthy, she had never been more beautiful to him. Looking at her now so peaceful and full of light, he knew why it had been so easy to love her. She was everything he was not. She let him bask in the goodness of her soul with no repercussions. She made him happy and asked nothing in return.

Kylo Ren couldn't remember the last time someone had acted so selflessly for him.

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"Will you help me?" Kylo Ren asked his father, eyes pleading for understanding. His decision was so hard, so extreme. He was so torn. Looking at the face of Han Solo, the face of his father, Ben Solo reared his head, battling back the dark side. He wanted to go home.

"Anything," Han replied back to him, a look of disbelief crossing his features as his son held out his lightsaber, ushering for Han to take it. A moment passed between them. It was so full of hope, so wonderful. Light cascaded down on Ben Solo from the outside, casting him in its warm embrace. He felt like he was home. He was nearly healed.

Just as quickly the light began to fade, draining from the room as well as his soul. Ben Solo drifted away as Kylo Ren came back full force, igniting his lightsaber and running Han Solo through with the pulsing blade.

Han Solo's final act was to brush his hand tenderly across his son's face before he fell into the abyss of the battle station.

~0~

Kylo Ren sucked in a deep breath, almost choking on air as he recalled that evening with more detail than he remembered there being. He tried not to think about it, how he had slain his own flesh and blood to obtain more power. Looking at the prone form in front of him, he felt ashamed of himself. How weak he was to need to murder than man who helped create him just so he could gain more unholy gifts. How could Rey see anything good in him? Or did she only see the beast?

He was a monster. He knew that and so did she.

Kylo knew what he had to do in regards to Rey and Supreme Leader, though he would hate himself for it. Loathe himself more than he thought possible. But it had to be done and soon. The Supreme Leader would wait no longer.

Rey felt groggy. Her body felt heavy, which was probably the side effect of being in her head for the past several days. She didn't open her eyes right away, merely focusing on her surroundings with the Force, bringing everything into sharp focus.

Rey turned her head and opened her eyes at Kylo, who sat so close to her she could almost touch him without moving.

He wore his mask, elbows on his knees, hands cupped together. She didn't need to see him without his mask to know he was looking right at her. She smiled serenely at him, knowing he was upset. It seemed lately he was always upset. Rey hoped such turmoil wouldn't linger in his mind and heart forever. Such a thing could kill someone if it lurked in the darkness long enough. Snuff out whatever light remained, however little there was.

Rey sat up as Kylo reached for the button on his helmet. The mask released a small chunk of air, hissing as it came loose around him. Kylo took it off and dropped it down on the chair next to him.

"Is it odd that I find your hair so much more lovely than mine?" She asked him, uncaring of the eye roll he gave her.

"My hair is not lovely."

"Yes it is. It's shiny and thick and even you should have a severe case of helmet head, but your hair looks full and luxurious. I can't ever do anything decent with mine."

"Do you really want to talk about my hair?" He shot her a wary look, almost as if he were afraid she would start asking him intense questions about Snoke and when she would be taken to him. What might happen and all of that. If Rey's torture was imminent, she would prefer not waste another second thinking about it.

"No, but I don't think you want to talk about Snoke either." He grunted at that before sitting next to her on the bed, the cushion dipping under his weight until she swayed slightly in his direction. She cupped his cheek in her hand, rubbing her thumb across his full lip. He reached out and nipped the pad of her thumb causing Rey to shiver at the touch.

All he had to do was give her a little touch and she wanted him. She nearly turned into a puddle of desire at his feet. Had she ever been so silly with another man? Not at all. And yet here she was, a fool in love with her enemy. Could she have been more cliche?

Looking at Kylo, Rey decided she didn't care if it was cliche or not. If this was the last time she was ever going to be alone with Kylo, she wanted to remember it forever. She didn't want the memory of making love with him inside of her head. She wanted the real thing.

With little thought left, Rey leaned forward and captured her lips with his, her tongue darting out and into his mouth as she moved forward and sat in his lap, legs wrapping around his waist as her arms encircled his neck, getting as close to him as their clothing would allow.

His hands reached up, cupping her backside and squeezing, thrusting upward with his hips as he pushed her down on him. Rey broke the kiss and moaned as his erection pressed at her center.

Then they were a tangle of limbs as they rushed to remove each others clothing, ripping fabric and throwing garments out of the way in their haste to be of one flesh.

Kylo pushed Rey back into the mat, his body covering hers. He grabbed her thigh, lifting her leg over his hip and positioning himself right at her entrance. Then he was pushing ever so slowly into her, stretching her body almost to the point of pain before she adjusted her hips, opening herself ever so slightly to fit him all the way inside of her.

Rey cried out as he filled her to the hilt, his movements slowing to a stop as her back arched.

"Are you alright?" He panted at her, struggling to keep still as he watched her. Rey nodded her head. She reached up and wrapped her hands on his back, thrusting her hips at him, pushing him impossibly further into her tight body. Kylo groaned his head dipping down so he could nip her neck, suckling the flesh as he began to thrust inside of her. Fast and hard and then slow and gentle.

Rey's nails dug into his back as his pace increased, hands gripping her ass and thrusting into her, over and over again.

Her orgasm came out of nowhere, completely blindsiding her and she locked around his erection, milking his own orgasm out of him. His seed spilled inside of her and Rey cried out at the sensation.

They lay together, a sheet covering their bodies as Kylo held Rey to him, her head resting on his chest.

"That was wonderful." Rey smiled up at him, their gazes colliding. She just wanted to enjoy another moment with him before he turned back into the Master of the Knights of Ren and she turned back into a Padawan. Before she could lose her courage, Rey spoke. "I just... I want you to know that I love you, as crazy or impossible as that seems." She felt his body tighten at her words. She sat up in bed, staring down at his prone from. "I'm serious. You don't have to say anything back. I know what I feel for you is wrong as we are enemies. But I do. I lo-"

Kylo sat up quickly and kissed her deeply, letting his kiss tell her everything that he didn't dare say out loud. And Rey felt it. All the emotion and heart behind his lips as they pressed against hers.

When they finally broke away, he rested his forehead against hers.

Kylo Ren stood from the bed, turning from Rey to get dressed. There was a tear along a seam of his robe, but as everything he wore was black, he didn't think it would be noticeable.

She loved him. She loved him. Him. Kylo Ren. Not Ben Solo, but him. A monster.

Looking away from her, he clenched his eyes shut, listening to the fabric brush along her skin as she dressed quickly behind him. His hands wouldn't ever caress her delicate flesh again. He wouldn't hear her laugh at him or tease him about something silly. He was about to extinguish the light from his life for good. The thought made him angry.

He used it, that anger that flowed through him like molten lava. It strengthened his resolve, his dedication to do what was necessary. And he would. Kylo Ren would not fail.

He turned back to his little scavenger, his now gloved hand brushing her cheek once more before he reached over and gathered his mask, placing it on his head with *snick* as it moved into place.

"We can wait no longer." Her body tensed and the light behind her eyes dulled as she looked at his mask face. Then Rey nodded, accepting her fate. She could have fought him. Used the Force against him to secure her own freedom. But love had made her weak, made her unwilling to harm him.

Love was always a weakness.

Rey followed just slightly behind Kylo Ren, trying to avert her gaze from his body as they moved steadily from corridor to corridor. They passed a few Stormtroopers that quickly changed direction once they saw him approach.

She would have laughed at that had she not been feeling the steady rage and resentment building within him at every step that was taken.

How could she have blabbed to him that she loved him? He hadn't even said it back to her, which stung her pride a bit. Sure, he kissed her like he loved her, but that wasn't exactly saying the words now was it?

Better yet, was she truly worried about this when the man she was in love with was leading her off somewhere where she would inevitably die? Rey sighed loudly at herself. How truly irritating she was. Perhaps she had hit her head as a child, thus making her incapable of thinking as a normal person would. Instead, she was being led to her death by someone she loved and all she could think about was how he didn't say it back.

They exited through another corridor, coming into the docking station. Rey almost slowed her steps, her brow wrinkling in confusion. Were they going to fly to the nearest planet to meet with Snoke? Was the torture/death not happening on the battleship?

Rey hesitated even more when she felt his pull of the Force, his will pulsating out like a strong wind. Every Stormtrooper they came across as the Force reached out turned and walked in the other direction, leaving the docking station as if death itself was on their heels.

Kylo kept walking as if he hadn't a care in the world, moving over to a Tie Fighter and unhooking it from the station with a flick of his wrist. He went up the stairs leading to the aircraft, pushing a lever that allowed the door to slide up. Rey peaked her head inside. What the..?

"Get in the Tie Fighter." Rey swallowed hard and nodded, moving just past him before turning around. She looked at him, confusion evident on her face. "You need to go. I can hold them off until you're a safe distance away. Disable the tracking and find your friends."

"I don't understand. Kylo, what's happening?"

Kylo removed his mask, letting it drop on the stairwell as he gripped her arms. "You must go. Now. Every second we waste is another chance you'll be spotted too soon." She grabbed his robe, pulling him closer.

"Come with me! We can leave here and go anywhere. I don't have to go back to the Resistance if you won't want to be there. We can go anywhere we want, be whoever we want to be as long as we're together. Please come with me." She begged him, her eyes tearing up as she already knew what his answer would be.

"I can't, Rey. Don't you see? If I go with you we will be hunted down before we even reach any kind of planet. The Supreme Leader might not send the First Order after you if I stay here. It's safer if you leave alone."

"But I don't want to leave you. He'll kill you." She felt the tears falling down on her cheeks, turning her face from him as he wiped them away with his thumb.

"Then I will die knowing the love of an angel." Rey cried, hugging him to her as tightly as she could.

"Enough, Rey. You need to leave now." He pushed gently away from her, giving her one last swift kiss before ducking out of the Tie Fighter. He pushed the button to close the door as she called out to him.

"I love you."

He smiled at her. "I know." The door shut on him and he lifted his helmet, placing it back on his head and descending the steps. And with that, Rey sat in the pilot's seat. She strapped in, pressing the necessary buttons to engage the aircraft and pull it out of the docking station. She didn't turn back to see Kylo, afraid of what her eyes might come across. Instead, she brushed her mind one last time against his before shooting the Tie Fighter into light speed.

Sometime later, Rey entered the atmosphere of the planet the rebels were hiding out on. She had defused the tracking beacon and sat numbly in her seat.

She used the radio to let the Resistance know it was her and not The First Order coming in, not wanting to get shot down after everything Kylo had done to ensure she escaped. She choked on a sob before quickly composing herself, trying to keep her mind as blank as possible.

When she landed just outside of the hangar, Rey smiled happily as Poe, Finn and BB-8 came rushing over. She jumped from the Tie Fighter, embracing Finn hard. All of the emotions she had been trying to keep in check nearly came crashing out of her like a tidal wave, but she managed to hold it all inside.

"Rey! How did you get back? We never thought we would see you again!" Poe exclaimed. He smiled happily at her, clapping her on the back when she dropped her arms from Finn.

"Is Master Luke here?" Rey looked around the bodies that were filling up around her. She caught sight of General Organa and her throat closed painfully. She blinked back tears as she approached the woman, ignoring Finn and Poe's questions. "Can you help me find Master Luke?" She whispered out, afraid if she talked any louder she would break.

General Organa studied her for a moment before her brow dropped in sorrow and she ushered the young Padawan into the hangar, through a series of doors and into living quarters.

"Luke has been beside himself since you were captured. We're glad you made it back to us." Knocking swiftly on a door, Leia pushed it open and called out for her brother.

An instant later Luke was in front of Rey, smiling happily and embracing her just like the others had. He pulled away just as quickly, no doubt sensing her turmoil.

"Rey, what troubles you?"

Rey cast one look at the General before whispering out, "It's Kylo Ren... He. I think.. I mean, I-"

"Rey, did he hurt you in any way?" General Organa asked, jumping to the wrong conclusion. Rey's eyes teared up again, but she pushed back her turmoil and shook her head no.

"No. He saved my life. He helped me escape, but I fear in doing so he lost his life."

"He helped you escape?" The twins both exclaimed before General Organa collapsed into a chair, looking like a fragile mother.

"Are you sure he's gone?" Leia asked Rey, her eyes full of sadness and longing.

"I haven't felt it yet, but Snoke wanted to torture me to join the dark side, to join him. He asked Kylo Ren to bring me to him and instead he helped me into a Tie Fighter and distracted his allies so I could get away without being shot down."

"Why would he do that?" Master Luke asked although he stared at her knowingly.

"Because he loves me," Rey whispered, biting her lip to keep it from quivering. Leia gasped at her words, clearly disbelieving them.

"Master Luke, is there any place I could go to sleep for the evening? It's been a very long day and I'm very tired." Physically. Emotionally.

"Of course. Rey, please use my quarters as your own. You've been through quite an ordeal and I can tell escaping has taken its toll. I'll be staying with Leia tonight, so please rest. If you need me, simply reach out with the Force and I will be here in an instant."

Rey nodded her head in answer, holding her breath as they left.

When she was finally alone, her legs gave out from under her.

Laying in a heap on the floor, Rey cried.

Pain. All there was in the world was pain. Rage. Despair. And anger. SO MUCH ANGER.

Yay! Another chapter done! I was originally going to make this one a bit longer, but I wouldn't have been able to update a chapter tonight if I did that, and I didn't want to leave anyone hanging.

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