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"Let me go!" Rey hissed out, struggling uselessly against the arms that held her captive. The darkness folded around them both, leaving Rey more terrified than she already was. She felt weak in his embrace, as if her fate was already decided and she should just give in to death, to the inevitable.

After a second of feeling sorry for herself, Rey straightened her spine and sucked in a deep breath, letting it out slowly.

I have to control my emotions. Fear is a pathway to the dark side.

Rey inhaled sharply as she repeated the words over and over in her head, like a mantra. She couldn't give in to her fear, nor could she bring herself to think that perhaps she wouldn't make it out of her dream. Perhaps she would die in here, in her own mind. Betrayed by the one person she hoped would stand by her side.

"I have no intention of setting you free."

"Why are you doing this? A few weeks ago you saved my life. Now you're here to end it." Rey struggled some more, eventually slamming her foot into his shin, hearing his hiss of fury as his grip loosened.

Rey doubted she had injured him too severely, given his leather boots kept the bone protected, but Rey used his lax grip and her indignation to guide her forward, quickly breaking his hold on her and spinning around, determined to face him.

Only the darkness that kept them cocooned prevented any such thing from happening. She concentrated on her surroundings, on the knowledge that this was HER dream, and almost immediately the darkness receded, being driven out by the sunlight that began to shimmer around them. The dark dissipated like fog, thinning out until Rey could see Kylo clearly.

"You will answer me." Rey spat at him, knowing the fire that was in her heart and soul was showing through her eyes. Rey ignored the birds chirping around them and the fact that the scenery had changed yet again. They were on the planet Han had taken her to to meet Maz so many months ago. It was the first time she had ever seen such a beautiful planet. It was full of life and the forest had felt like coming home. Until she'd fled for her life from Kylo Ren.

Kylo took a step forward before he stopped himself, almost unsure of how to act now that she had taken control of the situation.

"I don't need to answer to you, scavenger." His hands were loose at his sides, but Rey knew he was bracing himself for the first opportunity to draw his weapon. Would he cut her down without a weapon of her own? A few weeks ago Rey would have doubted it, but now, knowing he was so different made it easy to understand he would have no problems striking her down. Not at the moment.

"Maybe you don't know the reason yourself. But I do. You've let Snoke control you time and time again. This isn't any different. He controls you through pain and torture." Kylo tilted his masked head slightly sideways, as if her words were a foreign language. "Don't you see what he's done to you? Kylo, I felt it being done to you. The pain you felt. The anguish. I'm sure he turned it around and made you feel that I was responsible for what was being done to you. That it was my fault you were hurting. He only seeks to manipulate you into his bidding."

"You should stop talking, Rey. Let me end this before you make me angry."

"Kill me, you mean. You're going to kill me because you were tortured to the point that Snoke took control of your mind. You set me free because you cared more about me than you did yourself. If you do what he wants, if you 'end this' under his influence, you will regret it. Maybe not today or tomorrow, but one day when your head clears you will feel it."

He laughed as if she had been telling him a hilarious story. It sounded creepy through his mask, almost like a robot was trying to understand how human beings did it.

"What exactly do you think I will feel?"

"Sorrow. Misery. Loneliness. All of that awaits you under the influence of Snoke."

Almost as soon as her words were out of her mouth, Kylo Ren's lightsaber ignited, flashing brilliantly before her eyes. "I told you to quit talking." Rey wanted to take a step back, but she remained ramrod straight, unwilling to bend to the dark.

"This isn't you, Kylo. Please," Rey pleaded one last time, knowing it was useless.

"You don't know me!" He shouted at her, raising his blade above his head before swinging it in a graceful arc in her direction.

Rey's own lightsaber met his with a hiss as they connected. It was a light purple, almost lavender. It clashed with the red blade menacingly.

Rey let out a breath of relief, thanking her lucky stars that in her dream she could craft her own lightsaber. Rey had been thinking about the design for a while, knowing it was a task in completing her Jedi training. Rey's lightsaber had a longer handle, slightly longer than her forearm. It had a blade on each end and she knew deep down that she would wield it like her staff on Jakku. She had grown up using a staff as a weapon and she was fierce with it in her hands. She hadn't imagined the blade to be purple but Rey had to admit that it felt right as she gazed up at it in wonder, almost completely forgetting that her lover had come to kill her.

"How can you say I don't know you? I know you intimately, just as you know me."

"Interesting choice of blade," Kylo Ren remarked, ignoring her comment as he seemed to sneer down at her from his advantageous height, although it was hard to tell his expression through his stupid mask.

"Interesting choice of helmet. Tell me, when you picked it out, was it because you wanted to be just like dear old grandpa? I heard he was short a few limbs. Perhaps I could help you with that." Rey used her hands to twist the lightsaber in her hands sharply, feeling a satisfying smile grace her lips as it launched Kylo Ren's own lightsaber to the right of them. It shut off and landed about twenty feet away, hopefully out of reach of Kylo and his power.

Rey took advantage of Kylo's surprise, pointing her lightsaber at him. "Remove your helmet."

Kylo Ren merely stood there.

"Now!" Rey shouted. After a few moments of their standstill, Kylo reached up and removed the helmet, his black waves falling around his face as he glared at her, hate filling his eyes. She took in all of him and his rage, the scar on his face seeming to stand out more prominently than she remembered it.

"I gave you an option, do you remember?" More silence. Rey shifted from one foot to the next, feeling restless. "I told you I would run away with you. That I would go with you anywhere if you wanted to escape the clutches of Snoke. That we could go anywhere. That I loved you," Rey's voice caught at the last words before she cleared her throat. "I hope you know I meant all of that. Every word."

Kylo Ren's face broke at her confession, a look of confusion washing over his features. "You... You are the enemy. The Supreme Leader is wise!"

Rey sighed. And then she woke up.

Rey sat up on her cot, a sheen of sweat covering her body, making her braid and nightgown cling to her uncomfortably.

She needed to find Master Luke.

"This is very troubling news, Rey." Master Luke sat straight up in his chair, robes billowing around him as his hand rubbed his chin thoughtfully.

Rey nodded her acknowledgement of his words. "What do I do, Master?"

He stared at her, almost startled that she sought his counsel. "I cannot be the one who decides what you shall choose, Rey. Perhaps your destiny lies outside the rules and boundaries of the Jedi."

Rey's breath caught in her throat. What did he mean by that? That she shouldn't become a Jedi? That she wouldn't? "I don't understand. Being a Jedi is all I've wanted since I learned about the Force. About you. Since I joined the Resistance."

"Yes, but the ways of the Jedi are strict. The old ways dictate that we give all of ourselves to the Force and yet you have taken a lover within a few months of beginning your training. Not only that, your lover is a Sith, working to destroy peace and order in the galaxy." Rey ducked her head, truly shamed of her actions. If only she were stronger, perhaps she could have withstood the direction of her heart. Perhaps...

"That being said, it is foolish to reprimand you on the old ways as that is what ultimately nearly wiped out all of the Jedi. Love, or lack thereof." Master Luke sighed heavily, almost as if he felt that burden every moment of every day. "You will be a great Jedi when your training is completed, but the path you choose must be your own. I cannot tell you what to do. I, and the Force, can guide you and assist you in your quest, but the decision will always be your own."

Rey stared at her master, knowing his words were true.

She could dedicate her entire life to the Force, hoping to one day be a Jedi as great as Master Luke. Or she could try to free Kylo from the clutches of Snoke and save him from a probable demise. Was there a way she could do both?

"Now, I believe you mentioned a staff lightsaber?" Master Luke inquired, lightening the mood considerably.

"Do you think there is any hope for Kylo Ren?" Poe asked Rey later that evening. The two had met out by one of the watering holes, both of them seemingly lost in their own thoughts. Rey didn't think they had even meant to bump into one another, let alone fall into step together, wandering aimlessly around the outer areas of the base, but Rey was truly glad for some company.

"Well his family is all with the Resistance. He can't be all bad," Rey replied back. Her hands were loose at her sides as they came to stop, both sitting down on a rather large rock and gazing off into the setting suns.

"You said he helped you escape. It's made me think that maybe he's not as cold blooded as I thought." He winced at his own words. "I mean, he did torture me and nearly kill Finn. Not to mention his father and a few villages that I know about. All of that evil probably doesn't cancel out because he saved one person, but they way he did it might."

Rey sighed, not wanting to continue the conversation. As far as she knew, only Master Luke and herself were aware that she could get in touch with Kylo through her dreams and she wasn't in the mood to share the information.

Just to herself though, Rey felt like it was a hopeless situation when it came to Kylo Ren.

And then the next minute she was sure she could reach him.

It was all such a mess.

As the suns set, the breeze turned cooler, drifting over them and bringing the smell of the water that surrounded them. It also brought the smell of the fish lurking in the water.

Actually, the smell was foul but enticing all at once, like she was eating a good meal that was on the verge of turning sour.

Ignoring Poe's words, Rey stood up, took a few steps away from him and promptly vomited in the bushes to her right.

"Oh man, Rey! Are you alright? What am I saying? Of course you're not alright. Do you have a fever? We should get you inside where it's warmer." Rey nodded her head in agreement, leaning on Poe as he placed an arm around her waist, helping to support her as they walked carefully and slowly back towards her rooms.

How odd, Rey though to herself as she let the pilot assist her into the nearest building.

"You see how she lets another hold her?" Supreme Leader sniped down at Kylo Ren from his throne, which sat at least 15 feet high. Kylo Ren kept his gaze on the ground, not looking at either hologram before him. Not at the Supreme Leader and not at the image showing the scavenger in the arms of the pilot.

"LOOK," The voice boomed around him, causing him to wince as it practically shook his ear drums. Kylo lifted his gaze to the screen, for a second captivated by the look of Rey. Every time he saw her his breath caught. She would always fascinate him, he supposed. Staring more intently at the image, he thought perhaps she seemed ill. Her face was more pale than usual and her eyes seemed hollow. When he finally broke his gaze away from the image of Rey, his blood froze in his veins as he took in the ENTIRE image.

The pilot he should have slaughtered almost a year ago had his grimy hands wrapped around her waist, holding her into his side. Rey's head was tilted into his chest, almost using it as a pillow.

Kylo's hands turned into fists at his side. The only thing keeping him from drawing his own blood was the leather gloves that protected his skin.

"How do you feel, Master of the Knights of Ren?"

"Impartial." Kylo Ren lied, even as his eyes narrowed at the hologram. She loved him, did she?

The little tramp had played him for the last time. She was a weakness he could no longer stomach to let live, so long as it embedded him with light.

"Yessss." Supreme Leader hissed in satisfaction. "Feed your anger. Your hate. Let it consume you, Kylo Ren. Then do what you do best and destroy the girl by any means necessary. If she will not join our cause she is a threat, and you are well aware of what we do to threats."

"Yes, Supreme Leader." Kylo stared at the hologram. The Supreme Leader was wise. He was wise. He was wise.

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