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Rey had woken up earlier that morning in a cold sweat. She had trouble sleeping the night before, paranoid that Ren would be able to tap into her mind while she slept, be able to read her thoughts, and feel the whirlwind of emotions she had been feeling since she discovered their connection.

She slowly rose out of bed, and gathered her hair in her signature three knotted buns. She then proceeded to wash her face with the water she gathered from the night before, hoping it would wake her up.

As she walked down the gravel steps, she remembered she left her lightsaber, golden, and double bladed, in her quarters. She remembered what her Master told her first few weeks of training,

"Your lightsaber is your weapon, your protection against your enemies. Always have it by your side, you never know what maybe lying ahead." She then proceeded to run back up the gravel steps to retrieve it.

When she finally made her way down the gravel steps, she saw her Master, eyes closed, mediating to the sounds of the ocean hitting the rocks below. She remembered the previous day he said he was about to begin mediating, and wondered if he had been in this state throughout the night.

She didn't like to disturb him when he was like this, but she knew it was time for her training, and began to call out to the Jedi,

"Master Luke."

His blue eyes opened immediately, and stared blankly at Rey, "Good morning, Padawan, how did you sleep?"

She thought about lying to him, but she knew that would be foolish, he would know instantly if she was lying.

"I barely slept," she said honestly. " I couldn't stop thinking about… about what you told me yesterday… about Ren."

As she said this, the Jedi motioned for his student to sit down in front of him.

He was still staring at the ocean.

"Has anyone ever told you of the story of Darth Revan, and Bastila Shan?

Rey looked at him with confusion.

"No, I've never heard of them. Who are they? she asked.

He finally met her eyes, and moved a stray hair from his face.

"About 4,000 years ago, during the era of the Old Republic, there lived a Jedi knight by the name of Revan. Revan served the Republic well during the time of the Mandalorian Wars, until he turned to the dark side. Bastila Shan, a Jedi who was very gifted in the ways of the Force, as well as battle meditation, was given the task of capturing Revan, and was asked to bring him before the Jedi Council. During her attempt to capture Revan, he was mortally wounded, and Bastila, who felt compassion for him, healed his wounds with the Force, thus creating a force bond between them."

Rey sat there, and wondered why he was looking at her so seriously.

"When Revan was brought before the Jedi Council, they erased his memories of the dark side, and he was reverted to his previous self. He was trained as a Jedi once again, and the bond between he and Bastila remained, and grew stronger. Bastila eventually was captured by the Sith, and turned to the dark side after being tortured for weeks on end. She was eventually saved, and brought back to the light by the same person she herself helped redeem, Revan."

"Master, if I may ask, what is the point of this story?" Rey asked.

He licked his lips, and continued. "As a result of their bond, they were intrigued by the other, attracted to the other, attached to one another. They let her emotions cloud their judgement, and they-"

She finished his sentence.

"They fell in love…didn't they?"

Luke nodded.

"Yes, yes, they did."

Rey then looked at her master, with a look that screamed confusion.

"I… I don't understand, I thought attachment, possession, love, was forbidden for a Jedi?"

"You are correct, young Padawan," he sighed out deeply. "Attachment is forbidden, possession is forbidden, but compassion is essential to a Jedi's life."

"Their compassion for one another was their secret weapon, more powerful than any lightsaber, or superweapon. It saved them from the darkness. This is what you must do. You must save him, Kylo, you must redeem him, and bring him back to the light, so the galaxy may be restored to its rightful state."

She felt angry now.

"You must be cautious as you do this. The bond you two share is very strong, stronger than Bastila and Darth Revan's, you must not let your feelings cloud your judgement as they did. You must not forget your training. Do you understand?"

She nodded in agreement.

She then recollected on what he told her the previous morning, how a force bond can cloud your judgment, how it can make the other person feel something they know they shouldn't. She hated him, she was certain of that. But then again, she also felt some sort of likeness to him, whether it be compassion, or the bond they shared.

"He will come for you," he continued. "Very soon, I can feel it. And when he does, do not fight him. Go with him, willingly. Do your best to bring my former student, my nephew, Ben Solo, back to the light. I have faith you will complete the task I have given you Padawan."

She stood there, and slowly absorbed his words. He wants her to go with him? Without a fight? The man she has conflicted feelings towards, the man who has murdered so many innocent lives, including his own father? The man she can't stand?

She hesitated in her reply, for she knew regardless of her hatred of him, she must not fail her master,

"I will not fail you, Master."

"Good. Now, let us begin today's training."

Kylo Ren had disobeyed strict orders from Supreme Leader Snoke.

He sensed his connection to the girl, and warned him that he shouldn't try anything foolish,

"When the girl discovers your connection, she will come to you. I see it. Do not let your compassion for her interfere with my orders. Do not show her your weakness. Do not fail me again."

He knew what the Supreme Leader was capable of, that he could, that he would kill him if he knew he went to retrieve the girl himself. But at that moment, Kylo Ren didn't care, and focused on getting to his destination.

He knew the girl was on the planet, Ahch-To, with his former Master. He had been repeatedly seeing the island, as well as the ocean for months now in his dreams. He also saw her, she was stronger, mentally, and physically. Training, sparring, meditating daily. As he proceeded through hyperspace, he thought vividly of the last time he saw her.

She was in the forest with the traitor, FN-2187, who had his grandfather's lightsaber in hand. When she first approached him she tried to attack him, in which he force threw her, knocking her unconscious when she brutally hit a tree. The traitor then decided he would attempt to fight him, which he thought was very amusing.

He remembered how good it felt when he struck him down with his lightsaber. How he did it within minutes. He remembered how frustrated he was when he attempted to retrieve the lightsaber from the snow, and the look on his face when it flew past him into the hands of the girl.

He remembered the way he looked at her, how fascinated he was, how impressed he was. She most likely did not notice it, but he smiled at her as well.

He remembered how he found her fighting style to be impressive, for she, unlike himself, had no previous training.

He remembered when their lightsabers collided, when he was inches from her face. That's when the connection, the bond between them, was the strongest. That's when he truly felt it for the first time, when he knew she was more than just a scavenger girl from Jakku, that's when he knew that he wanted her, he needed her.

He remembered how he felt when the planet divided between them, and watched her run away what was rightfully his.

Lastly he remembered how beautiful she was, how, radiant she was.

As he brought himself back to reality, he remembered that he had a task to complete, to persuade her to join him, whether she wanted to, or not.