Author Note: I'm gonna try to continue to post every week but just incase I figured why not put out two chapters this week. Thanks for the support. Hope you guys enjoy!

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Chapter 2:

Her words echoed in Kylo's mind. She'd said that he could have a home. Did she mean with the Resistance? Did she mean with his mother and Chewie? Did she mean with her? He didn't know and it infuriated him further.

Instead of sleeping he headed to the training area to work off some of the excess angry energy. At this time of night the place was empty and he was happy that it was. He wanted to go all out on the training droids without the horrified look he always got from his fellow shipmates.

He loaded in 5 training droids equipped with real light sabers. He planned to push himself to the point of physical exhaustion. He didn't want to think about anything. Not his role as Supreme Leader, not the Resistance that seemed to elude him at all turns and certainly not the infuriating scavenger girl.

He'd convinced himself not to think of her, not her name, not those wide Hazel eyes, not her smooth pale skin and certainly not the way she'd looked at him after they'd touched hands before she'd shipped herself to the Supremacy. She was banned from his thoughts.

Though as the training droids surrounded him, he couldn't help but remember what it was like to have her fight by his side. Kylo Ren vigorously shook his head. That girl was nothing but a distraction and a source of agitation. She was his enemy. She was a part of the Resistance. She didn't care for him, she'd proved that when she rejected him first on the Supremacy and then again on Crait.

Rage poured over Kylo as he gave the signal for the droids to start the sparring session. He couldn't believe he'd left himself so open, that he'd been that desperate not to be alone that he'd offered to train the enemy. He'd offered her a place at his side.

An inhuman roar left his lips as he ignited his crackling red saber and charged at the droids. Anyone watching him would have said he moved gracefully around the droids, swinging his great saber around easily taking limbs as he moved but to Kylo everything was jerky and unsteady. The world moved by slowly.

Once he'd destroyed all 5 of the droids he restarted the session with 7 fresh ones. By the time he was done he was bloody, sore and utterly exhausted. He drug his feet as he walked back to his quarters so that he could shower and then fall into bed.

He was half way to his shower when the communications device on his desk sounded an alarm to announce an incoming call. No doubt it was Hux reporting in. Kylo took a deep breath and steeled himself against the dismay he felt at having to deal with Hux. It was a shitty way to end a shitty night.

He pressed a small blue button and a blue, slightly grainy version of Hux's face appeared above the black triangle of the communication device. The ginger looked smug even through the distortion of the projector.

"Report," Kylo barked. "Supreme Leader Ren, the mission to Frebalara was a success. The small group of rebels might have done a lot of damage had they been allowed to fester like the nasty infection the rebellion is. We made their executions public and messy. No one within 20 parsecs will be thinking of joining up with that rebel scum," Hux sneered and Kylo could practically feel his pleasure at having murdered the 15 rebels that were rumored to be stationed on the planet. "Good. Now head to Laspoeter next. The group of rebels there have swelled their number to over 50. Any bigger and the whole population of the planet will have joined them," Kylo said. "Yes, Supreme Leader."

With that Kylo pressed the little blue button again and Hux's face disappeared. A small sense of satisfaction came over Kylo. For once he was okay with Hux's level of violence toward others. He wanted to stomp out any hopes of rebuilding the Resistance by having Hux out there with his so-called elite unit of killers to show his mother and her that it is pointless to keep fighting a battle they could never hope to actually win.

Kylo continued with his intended shower. The almost too hot pounded down on his head soaking his raven black tresses before rolling over his broad shoulders and down his back relieving some of the tension put there by the extremeness of his earlier work out. He watched the reddish water circle the drain before disappearing.

His mind wandered to a place he rarely let it go to that night in the throne room after he'd killed Snoke and together with her he'd slain Snoke's Praetorian guards. The image was so strong it was like being there again. He could smell the charred flesh, cloth and metal. He could feel the adrenaline racing through the two of them through the force.

"You have no place in this story," he'd said. "You came from nothing. You are nothing."

He remembered looking into her face and wanting to kiss away that sad, resigned look. He wanted to make sure she never wore that expression again and that had to be what prompted what he'd said next.

"But not to me. Join me. Please."

He'd never pleaded with anyone before but then again he'd been willing to break more than one of his rules for her, just for her to throw it back in this face. Even now Kylo couldn't figure out why he'd let her see that side of him, or even why she brought that side of him out. He hadn't cared about anyone since he was a kid and yet he cared about her.

A burst of anger overtook Kylo and he smashed his fist into the tiles of the shower over and over until his knuckles spilt and bright red blood mixed in with the water. He wanted to destroy something, anything. He wanted to make something hurt as badly as he'd hurt when she'd refused to join him.

Ah, nephew as angry as ever, a deep sing song voice sounded.

Kylo would know that voice anywhere and if he hadn't known the owner of the voice was already dead he would have surely force choked the life from his useless body.

"Fuck off, dead old man," Kylo muttered, shutting off the shower and wrapping a towel around his waist. I came here to help, Luke said as Kylo walked through him. "Yeah, right. How about we try something believable," Kylo said stepping into his small walk in closet to dry off and find sleeping clothes. Joining with the force has taught me many things, Ben, Luke said using the name that his sister Leia had given the boy. "Ben is dead or hadn't you heard. Your precious little Jedi loves to spout that off."

He angrily shoved his legs into a pair of black silk sleeping shorts. Since becoming Supreme Leader Kylo had been affording himself small comforts such as a new set of drawing pens and a new desk and expensive, yet comfortable clothing, though nothing like the things his mother had worn when he was young. He didn't have to listen to Snoke's nonsense about comforts of the flesh leading to weakness anymore.

Rey has her reasons for feeling as she does. After all Hux is out slaughtering people at you request. If you truly care for her and want her by your side you have to show her that the darkness is only one part of you, Luke said following Kylo over to his new bed where the large man sat heavily. "That's rich coming from the man who tried to kill me in my sleep because I am dark. What makes you think there's more to me than that," Kylo asked. The fact that you love her proves there is more to you than darkness.

To this Kylo snorted. The old man was even more of a fool that Kylo had originally thought. He didn't love the scavenger girl; he wanted her by his side because together they would be the strongest force in the galaxy. He cared for her because in many ways she was his light reflection. Romance, love had nothing to do with it. At least that's what Kylo kept telling himself.

"Dying has made you even less perceptive if you think I love her," Kylo said still refusing to even think her name. Ah, we both know that's not true. You lie to yourself if you think you do not love her. I can tell even though I'm not of that plane anymore. And she loves you too. It will take some time for her to realize it but it's true, Luke said and Kylo snorted again. "We are enemies, old man. She is a member of the Resistance and I am the Supreme Leader of the First Order. There is no such emotional connection between the two of us," Kylo said. And yet the force thought it wise to bond you to each other. Have you ever considered that though you are dark to her light that maybe she is your light and you are her darkness, Luke asked and was gone.

Kylo wanted to scream. Luke Skywalker had to be the second most infuriating person in the entire galaxy. Her and Hux were tied for the top spot that was for sure.

He lay back on the plush mattress and tried not to think about what his uncle had said. The possibility of her being his soul mate was more than his overly taxed brain could take. He needed to sleep.

He closed his eyes silently prayed to whoever would listen that he didn't dream of her. Not after their earlier conversation. He hoped that the force would keep them apart until he figured out how he truly felt about her. He refused to show weakness in front of her ever again.

Little did Kylo know it would be almost 2 months before the force brought them together again. In that time over a thousand rebel supporters would be killed by Hux and his men. The First Order would solidify their hold on the banking world known as Slomia 829T and any world with supporters of the Resistance would be cut off from any sort of assistance from Slomia 829T or the First Order leading the people to riot and subsequently have to be stop by the armed forces of those worlds.

Kylo's plan was working out well. There were less and less reports of rumored groups of civilians wanting to join up with the Resistance. In fact the hate and disdain for the Resistance was growing though no one seemed to have spotted the Falcon or any members of the official Resistance. This was almost more frustrating than trying to keep Hux from going after Maz. Hux insisted that as long as Maz Kanata was around the Resistance would always have supporters and Kylo had warned him that if any Stormtrooper anywhere laid a hand on Maz, Kylo would personally see to that Stormtrooper and Hux's deaths. That was the only way to get the ginger to back off from the old pirate queen.

In his free time Kylo had commissioned a new flag ship. With the Supremacy destroyed Kylo felt it was time for the fleet to be upgraded. Snoke was stuck in the past as much as anyone else and since becoming Supreme Leader there had been many advances in space travel. The new ship was to be named the Vengeance as that is what the new mega destroyer would be used for; gaining his vengeance against the Resistance and any who sought to stand against the First Order.

It seemed that he was finally stepping into the role of Supreme Leader and everyone but Hux seemed happy about it. So Kylo figured it was time to start purging Hux's loyalists from the First Order so that when it was time to get rid of Hux he was met with as little lash back as possible.

First thing he needed to do was find someone to take over as his second and third in command. He would have like to place Phasma in the position of his number two but the traitor had taken that option from him. He began looking at all of the Lieutenants that he knew for a fact were loyal to him and began putting together small tests that would help him determine if they were worthy of such a promotion. Out of the 50 scattered throughout the Order only 20 were loyal to Hux that left him with 30 decisions to make.