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Snoke continues. "You will capture the girl and make her your apprentice."
Kylo tried to hide his frustration. Grateful for his mask. "I fear she won't obey me."
"That is beside the point. Your very presence will drive her to the dark side. You will teach her to obey as one teaches a pet."
"A Jedi is a dangerous pet."
"That she is. That is why you have to break her. Train her first to obey your every command. Train her to serve you."
Kylo nodded. He felt… uncertain. But he knew certain psychological techniques that would force any mind to obey. But would they work on a Jedi? Rey was still largely untrained, only a few months with Luke Skywalker. Kylo was far more powerful than when he last saw Rey. He would break her. Bend her will to his own.
—
Everything happened so fast.
Chewbacca was in the pilot's seat. They were on an eight hour flight to the Dagobah system, where the rebels had placed a new hideout. For once, Rey thought, things were going her way. She had been training with Luke Skywalker for a few months before the resistance called him. Rey would make a quick flight with Chewbacca to the rebel base, while Luke went to an important meeting with his sister, General Organa.
Rey was sitting in the Millennium Falcon crew area, focusing intensely on the game of chess. Poe was across from her. Her piece had just smashed his and was doing a victory dance.
Finn was napping on the other side of the crew quarters. He laughed at Poe's defeat. "Again? Stick to what you're good at, Poe."
Poe shook his head. "One more time!" He looked at Rey with mock suspicion in his eyes. "I'm on to your tactics."
"Do the victory dance, Rey," Finn quipped.
Rey threw her hands up in the air. "I'm not using the force! You can't blame the force every time you lose, Poe." She smiled.
"It's refreshing to see you smile. I'll be a happy loser if it means seeing your face light up like that."
BANG BANG BANG! The ship shook. Rey fell forward into Po. Finn popped to his feet and the three of them rushed into the cockpit.
Chewbacca roared. Rey pushed buttons and levers on the control panel. "It's not working. We're caught in a tractor beam and the controls are disabled."
The four of them are silent.
Finn got up and moved to the armory. "If it's the First Order, I won't be captured alive. I'll die before they get me."
Rey ran after him. "Finn! We'll fight together! We'll escape together!"
The ship stopped abruptly. Finn, Poe, Chewbacca, and Rey take cover positions. The two men armed with blasters. Rey armed with her light saber. Chewbacca had his Bowcaster, ready to wreak havoc on anyone or anything that came through the door.
"I got a bad feeling about this," Poe said. The ship was dark. There was no movement. Rey tried to focus her mind and use the force. She felt a dark, familiar presence. Her pulse quickened. Her breath felt loud in her ears.
She tried to calm herself again. Breathing deeply and recalling the Jedi mantra… She didn't succeed before the door WHOOSHED open and Storm Troopers in their gleaming white armor poured through the door.
Chewbacca took out the first ones through the door with his Bowcaster. Their white, plastic bodies went flying back. Six more poured in immediately after. They engaged in a vicious firefight.
A blast hit Finn in his shoulder. He fell back, taking cover behind the chess game.
Suddenly, a black, malevolent figure came through the door. Poe shot at it and the blast froze in the air. Everything froze. The feeling of dread Rey had intensified. She wanted to pull her light saber out and strike him down, like she did in the forest in their last encounter.
Kylo Ren stood in the middle of the crew area. The four passengers were frozen, unable to move anything but their eyes. Kylo stopped in front of Poe.
"This is the second time you tried to kill me, pilot. And failed." Kylo raises his hand toward the chess game and it goes flying across the ship. It lands with a heavy thump. "I always hated that game."
Kylo moves in front of Chewbacca, who roars. "My old friend. Last time we met, you tried to kill me. Look at this. An entire ship of murderers, thieves, and traitors." He takes the Bowcaster from Chewbacca's arms. He waves it around the ship. "I've always wanted to try this."
Captain Phasma enters, followed by a squad of Storm Troopers. "Sir, what do you want us to do with the prisoners?"
Kylo motions to Poe and Finn. "Take those two and put them in a cell. Then leave me."
Phasma nods and motions to the Storm Troopers. They grab Poe and Finn and haul them off the ship. Poe struggles and the troopers hit him, knocking him to his knees.
Finn struggles against his captors. "Poe! Don't you dare hurt him!"
Kylo Ren holds his hand out and force chokes Finn. "Silence, traitor. You have no rights. You forfeited your life when you chose to help the rebel scum. Take them away. Now. Before I kill them both."
The storm troopers leave with Poe and Finn. Kylo Ren continues to wave the Bowcaster. Chewbacca and Rey still force frozen.
"My dear friend. I'll miss you." Kylo Ren shoots Chewbacca with the Bowcaster. Chewbacca wails as he is thrown against the walls of the ship. He is bleeding from a gaping chest wound.
Rey screams. "No! You monster! You monster."
"Silence, Rey." Rey feels her throat constrict. She remembers how she fought back against him before. She focuses. "You will release me."
Kylo Ren laughs. "I'm a lot stronger than last time we met. Save your amateur tricks for the weak of mind."
"How could you do this? You killed him!"
Kylo drops the Bowcaster and stalks towards Rey. He smacks her in the face. She falls back, still force frozen, and looks at him in shock. "You all tried to kill me. You tried to kill me. You betrayed me. You took what was mine." He grabs Rey's light saber and attaches it to his belt. He pushes down on Rey's shoulder and forces her to her knees. "And now I'll take everything from you."
"You'll have nothing from me!" Rey spat.
Kylo laughs. "You'll give me everything. Freely. You will call me Master."
"I will do no such thing."
"Every pet needs to be trained."
Kylo enters the cockpit. This is the place where his father piloted Luke Skywalker, where he spent his youth, smuggling. Kylo almost feels… nostalgia. But no. He doesn't miss it. In fact, it enrages him. He pulls out his light saber. It fires up with an unsteady crackling, a chaotic sound. He slashes at the control panel, the windows, the seats. He tears the place up.
Finally, he stops. His heavy breathing the only sound in the cockpit. He moves back into the crew quarters, where Rey is still on her knees. She looks terrified. Her eyes dart quickly between him and the floor. Not wanting to look at him, scared, frightened of his sudden rage.
"It's finally time to put this scrap heap in the garbage."
"It was your father's ship… how could you be such a monster…"
"You haven't seen what a monster I can be. You haven't seen anything yet."
Kylo Ren walks through the hallways of Starkiller Base. He carries something in his hand - a chain that leads to Rey's neck. Rey's hands are tied behind her back and she stumbles to keep up with Kylo's pace.
Captain Phasma waits with a squad of soldiers. "Sir! The prisoners are secured."
Kylo barely pauses to address her. "Great. Now get rid of that piece of trash in the hangar."
Phasma salutes. Kylo ignores her and leaves with Rey trailing behind.
Further down the cold corridor of Starkiller Base, Rey tries to talk. "Where are you taking me?"
Kylo yanks on the chain and keeps walking, ignoring her. Rey yelps as the collar forces her to follow his brisk pace. "Kylo Ren! Ben! Stop!"
Kylo stops in his tracks.
"Where are you taking me? Where are the others?"
"Don't call me that again."
"Call you what? Ben? It's your real name. It's who you really are! Before you became a monster."
"If you call me that one more time, there will be consequences."
"What can be worse than being captured by you?"
Even through his mask, Rey could sense his smile. "You're right. This is the worst thing that can happen to you." Kylo holds out his hand. Rey feel her throat constricting again. She rises into the air. "Do you like this?" Kylo asks. "Any time you disobey me, there will be pain. It's up to you." He releases her and she falls HARD onto the cold stone floor.
Kylo continues walking and Rey is forced to trail behind him.

The floor was cold and hard on Rey's knees. Her arms were tied behind her back uncomfortably tight. She was in an empty interrogation cell. Everything was all cold and hard surfaces.
"Call me master." Kylo Ren stood over her, cutting and imposing figure against harsh light. He wore his mask and Rey wasn't sure what she was more comfortable with. He seemed like an unstoppable monster with it on. Softer with it off… yet more frightening in some ways.
"I'll never call you that. You are nothing! You will never be Darth Vader!" Rey spat at him.
"You'll be my apprentice now. Call me master." Kylo Ren kept his temper in check. He wanted to be clear with her about her situation. Strangely, he found himself relaxed around her. She was completely under his thumb this time. He wouldn't be caught in such a weak moment like the last time they faced off.
"You're absolutely crazy."
"Just remember that you made your choice. There are consequences for disobedience."
The door whooshes open. Two stormtroopers step through carrying a prisoner. Poe Dameron had seen better days. His hair was matted with blood, his flight suit soaked with sweat, his skin bruised. The storm troopers threw him on the ground in front of Rey. Poe fell limply, no strength to keep himself up.
"Poe!" Rey shouted. "What have they done to you? What have you done to him, you monster!"
"Rey… don't worry about me. Don't give them anything!" Poe says.
Kylo moves to Poe. He reaches down and grabs Poe's hair; forces him up to his knees. "I'm not going to use the force on you, Rey. Everything you do, I want you to do with your own will. But if you don't do what I tell you to do, your friends will suffer."
"Poe! Please don't hurt him!" Rey screams. Tears stream down her face. Rey tries to get up and run to Poe - Kylo holds his hand out at her and uses the force to push her back to the ground - back to her knees.
Kylo kneels in front of Poe. "They hurt you pretty bad," Kylo says gently.
"I've seen worse." Poe can barely stay upright
Kylo chuckles. "You will see worse." Kylo holds his hand in front of Poe's face. Poe's eyes roll back into his head and he screams.
"Stop it! Please stop!" Rey shouts.
Kylo lowers his hand and looks at Rey. "You want me to stop?"
"Please!"
"You know what to say." His voice is deep. Clam. Controlled.
"What… No… Why?" Rey shakes her head, confused. Conflicted.
"Have you so much pride that you can't say it? Not even to save your friend from needless pain?" Kylo waits a moment. Rey shakes as tears stream down her face. Kylo shakes his head and raises his hand—
"Master!" Rey shouts. "Please stop hurting him."
"Say it again. Beg me to stop."
"Please, Master! Please don't hurt him!"
Kylo pauses. He lets go of Poe. Poe drops to the floor. The two storm troopers enter. They haul Poe up and begin to drag him out.
Rey cries. "Where are you taking him?"
The door shuts. Silence. Rey is alone with him again. Kylo kneels in front of her. He caresses her face with his gloved hand.
"You're a monster…" Rey tries to get away from his grasp.
Kylo shakes his head. He lifts his hands to his helmet, presses two buttons and removes it. His black hair frames his youthful face. He lets the helmet fall to the floor with a THUMP. "A monster? No. I'm your master now, Rey. I own you. You have no power here."
Kylo places both hands around her face, forcing her to look at him. "When you speak to me, you will begin with Master. Now practice. Say, yes, master."
Rey blinks. Hesitates.
"Or, I can bring him back in and you can have a first class ticket to see Poe Dameron suffer and waste away in agony."
"What will you do if I comply?"
"We'll give him a job. Under maximum security, of course. But he won't suffer." Kylo holds her face tighter, brings it close to his own. Rey starts to lose her balance and almost falls into his chest. "Now say it, Rey. If you say anything other than "yes, master" I will bring him back and cut off his right hand. Then he'll never fly again. All because you had too much pride to comply with my simple request."
Kylo holds her face so close he can feel her breath on his skin. It's intoxicating to him. He watches as her eyes blink and and her face falls. Defeated. Then she breaths the words most delightful to his ears…
"Yes, Master."

Rey felt confused. What kind of game was Kylo playing? He had left her alone in a cell. Rey wasn't sure how much time had passed - a few hours? Maybe about a day? But she was hungry. The cell was basic. A small cot and a small toilet and sink. Not bad. She definitely seen worse.
But she was getting frustrated. What happened to Finn and Poe? Rey rubs her arms. The cell was cold too. Everything at Starkiller base was cold.
Rey ran her hands along the walls. The only exit was a small square where the door opened, but there was no way to pry into it. Rey couldn't stop pacing around the cell, searching for a weakness. Wishing there was somebody on the other side she could reach out too. She supposed that after escaping last time, Kylo Ren wouldn't make the same mistake of underestimating her. She'd have to be more creative.
Just as she was about to give up searching, the door opens. Then he steps through. Kylo Ren. He wears his mask. Rey hates his mask.
Kylo stops at the door. His figure filling the entire frame. He just stands there and waits. Rey contemplates rushing him… or using the force on him. Rey concentrates. Concentrates as much force as she can muster - intending to knock him backwards and rush him.
He pushes back. Rey's face shows her determination, her will as she pushes against him. They engage in a battle of wills. Kylo holds his hand towards Rey - the strength of him pushing on every fiber of her being. Rey focuses, strains. But hunger, thirst, and exhaustion have taken more of a toll than she realized.
Eventually her force gives way and she drops her guard, and SLAMS against the wall. She cries out. Slides down and onto the floor. Breathing hard; panting. She doesn't know what to do… and something tells her not to attack. Could she overwhelm him physically? She wished she could, but decided against it. Afraid of what he would do.
"You should be afraid of me," Kylo says through his mask. His voice deep and menacing.
Rey glares up at him. She wants to retort… but knows that she has no room to stand on. She pulls her knees into her chest. Wraps her arms around her knees in an effort to comfort herself.
She would keep looking for chances to escape. A frightening thought passed her mind that terrified her. It terrified her that she may be forced to cooperate with him. And where were Poe and Finn? She wants to cry. But she doesn't. She won't give him that satisfaction.
Kylo raises his hands - Rey flinches - and removes his helmet. Rey felt a little silly for flinching. Kylo bends down and gently puts his helmet on the floor. He moves to Rey and kneels in front of her.
Rey's back is against the wall. She contemplates hitting him, but she's afraid to touch him. Afraid he's like fire. She doesn't want to look at his face. Tries to look anywhere but his full lips… and deep eyes. What was she thinking? She suddenly preferred the mask.
Kylo smiles. Reading her thoughts. He moves closer to her, puts a knee on both sides of hers and leans into her.
Rey wants to melt away. To be anywhere else. Anywhere but here.
Kylo takes his gloves off and sets them aside. "Rey." Rey squeezes her eyes shut. "Rey." She feels his bare fingers caress her face. "Rey, look at me."
She doesn't want to see him. Looking upon his bare face caused her a discomfort she didn't quite understand. She feels both his hands on both sides of her face. Warmth radiates from them. It feels good and she wants to lean into it. Enjoy it. She opens her eyes. She can't forget this is her enemy.
She stares into his face. Trying to maintain a severe glare. Remembering every bad thing he's ever done.
He smiles. His face is warm and gentle. That's why she preferred the mask. It was disconcerting. Misleading.
"I'd like to invite you to dinner." He keeps his hands on her face.
Rey blinks. Staring at him blankly. She is starving. "I can't eat with you."
Kylo shakes his head. He continues caressing her face. Rey almost gets the gumption to smack his hands off — when he moves them down to her shoulders. Warming her cold skin. "I'm only asking as a courtesy. You will come to dinner with me."
Rey shakes her head. Kylo runs his hands up and down her arms. They're so warm… Rey feels guilty because it feels good. She starts to raise her hands and push his hands away when he grabs her tightly, stopping her movement. Rey is confined against the wall, her knees pushed into her chest, and her arms pinned down by his.
"I'll never eat with you."
"You're being ridiculous. Please - don't be difficult. I don't want everything to be bad between us. It doesn't have to be this way. It can be a lot easier."
Kylo moves away. Stands up. Taking his warmth with him. Rey shivers.
"Get on your knees."
"What? You're sick." Rey doesn't move. Remains huddled against the wall.
"Get. On. Your. Knees." he orders. Rey stares at him. Kylo sighs. "I thought we went over this?" He shakes his head. "I won't take my rage out on you, Rey. But I have your friends."
This startles Rey. "No… don't hurt them."
Kylo raises an eyebrow. He motions to the floor in front of him. Rey gets up from the wall and moves to get on her knees in front of him.
Kylo smiles in satisfaction. He pulls out a collar - the same one from before. He places it around her neck and she feels it click ominously as it locks around her neck.
Kylo walks a slow circle around her and pets her head. "I hope you understand my precaution. You're the one who tried to kill me. Remember? It was always you. You shot first in the forest. You left me for dead in the snow. You cut my face open. And you see yourself the victim."
Rey felt confused. She wanted to brush off his comments. But it was true… she had shot at him first. But why wouldn't she? Why did he take it so personally?
Kylo continues. "I fear to imagine what would happen were I at your mercy." He stops in front of her. Cups her face with his hands again. "I don't think you would show me the kindness I would bestow upon you."
As Rey glares up at him, he pulls away. Picks up his gloves and puts them back on. Grabs his helmet and puts it back on his head.
"Stand up."
Rey stands up, facing him. He about faces and leaves the room, pulling Rey behind him. Outside the door she can see about six stormtroopers standing guard. They nod to Kylo as he passes.
This time, Rey keeps up with him easily. He leads her through a myriad of confusing corridors. Rey tries to take in everything she sees. Tries to memorize their route and look for an escape.
They pass stormtroopers and other people dressed in black. People in uniform. Officers, she assumed? The people whose faces were showing merely looked at her coldly. Men and women. Some who look confused as they saw Kylo leading Rey on a leash.
Rey couldn't help but feel a sting of embarrassment. Was this something that happened often at Starkiller Base? She didn't see anybody else on a leash, so she assumed not. But from the nonchalant attitudes of the people they passed, she guessed it wasn't entirely unorthodox.
Something that would never happen in the rebel alliance and the republic. She reminded herself that that's what they were fighting for. Their basic humanity. She tried to steel herself inside so she could focus on escaping and staying strong through this ordeal.
Finally, he lead her through a small, quiet corridor. Through a door that lead to his living quarters. The first thing Rey notices and is grateful for, is it's warm. She shivers from the temperature change.
There is an elegant, ebony table in the middle of two black couches. An artificial fireplace with a hologram of fire, emanating warmth, is at the head of the room. The floors are hard wood, covered in red, black, and white rugs. Rey didn't know a room could be decorated so nicely on such a cold space station.
There are two other doors - one leading to a bathroom, the other leading what she assumed was the bedroom. Rey shivered. Suddenly uncomfortable looking at his bedroom. Instead chooses to stare at the fireplace.
Kylo drops the chain. It drops to the floor with a clang. He removes his helmet and places it on the mantle over the fireplace. Then he turns and faces her. She stands there awkwardly; uncertain, uncomfortable.
"I'm going to change my clothes. I want you to get on your knees and stay."
Rey scoffs. Wondering was all this security so necessary?
"What am I supposed to do?"
"You're supposed to wait here for me. On your knees."
Rey glares at him, but he just stares back at her cooly. Waiting. Rey rolls her eyes. It severely wounds her pride. But she gets to her knees. Then shoots him a sharp look. He smirks. He moves to the bedroom. Starts to push the door shut, then looks back at her. "And I will know if you move. So be a good girl… Rey."
He pushes the door shut, but leaves it open a crack. Rey is kneeling in front of the entrance, furthest from the fireplace. She wishes she could move closer to it. She hated herself right now. She didn't want to obey him, but she knew she had no choice. She had seen a few possibilities of escape. She just needed to get out of that cell and away from him. She knew she could do it. She just had to choose the right moment. Otherwise she may not have the strength… or freedom to escape.
She senses him moving around his room. The longer he takes to change his clothes, the more angry it makes Rey. Her knees hurt. The collar on her neck weighed on her and she felt… humiliated. She wanted out of this… this trap. This prison.
He comes out of the room, dressed in black slacks and a black, long sleeved shirt. All black. But more comfortable looking. The sight takes her breath away. He still looks like Kylo Ren… but he looks… well, he looks human. Rey has to remind herself who he is because she has trouble reconciling how he looks now with… the mask, the cape, the burning cross in his hands, striking down her friend.
"Why are you doing this to me?" she asks.
Kylo just smiles. Sits down on the couch. Puts his feet up on the ebony table and his arms up on the top of the couch. Kylo stares at her. Enjoying the sight of her kneeling. Rey looks angry.
"Dinner will be here soon."
"Why are you doing this to me?"
"Feeding you? Aren't you hungry?"
Rey stands up, suddenly enraged. "Are you a coward?" Rey reaches up to the collar. "Why? Why all this?"
Kylo runs his hand along the scar that marred his face. "Please get back on your knees, Rey. We're waiting for dinner."
"No. I don't understand what's going on and I don't want to do this anymore."
Kylo stands up. In a low, dangerous voice he says, "Rey, get back on your knees."
Rey's heart beats fast. She wonders if this is her opportunity to escape? He's unarmed… no armor. No stormtroopers. Just them.
Rey turns around towards the door and tries to open it. It's locked and won't budge. Requiring Kylo Ren personally to open it. She turns back and he looms above her. Her breath catches in her throat.
"Why are you doing this to me?" she breathes. Intimidated as he moves closer to her. He is more than a head taller than her and she is forced to look up at him.
His voice is deep, but gentle. "Has it occurred to you, Rey, that I might be more afraid of you than you are of me? I haven't hurt you like you hurt me."
Anxiety gnawed at the pit of Rey's stomach. He hadn't hurt her, had he? But he killed Han. He killed Chewbacca. Rey felt sick. Sick to be caught up in whatever he had planned for her.
Rey steels her nerves. Tries to muster the force… feels nothing but a void. She pushes him anyway, as hard as she can, prepares to dart past him. She barely has time to wonder if she's forgotten how to use the force before he grabs her forearms and throws her to the ground. He grabs her arm and twists it behind her back, forces her down to the ground, back on to her sore knees.
"I've asked you nicely. Again and again. And it's always the same." Kylo releases her and moves to a small cabinet built into the wall. Takes something out of it. Rey stands back up, prepared to fight. She feels herself pushed back down by an invisible force.
Kylo walks back to her. "You attacked me in my own home. This is a pattern. My life is in danger from you, while I've done you no harm."
"That's crazy! You're a horrible monster."
"And you insult me. Nobody ever taught you manner, Jakku scavenger?"
Rey is unable to move now. Unable to talk. Completely immobilized by the power he exerts. He places wrist restraints on her arms, behind her back. Then he releases her from his hold… She breathes heavily, relieved of the pressure in her head.
She tries to use the force again and…. nothing. A void. "What is this? Why can't I feel the force?"
Kylo moves back to the couch. Lays across it and rests his head on his hands. "You haven't figured it out yet?"
"The collar?" Rey shakes her head. "That's impossible…"
Kylo smirks. "Is it?"
There is a buzz at the door. It startles Rey and she almost falls forward onto her face, but catches her balance with her knees. Kylo gets up and opens the door.
Two civilians in crisp, white uniforms, wheel in a tray of food. The smell hits Rey's nose. It smells amazing and Rey's mouth waters. The civilians leave and Kylo pushes the tray to the middle of the room.
Rey watches as he puts the trays of food onto the ebony table. He arranges trays of chicken, a plate of steaming vegetables, and some other sweet, succulent looking foods. Pink bubbly beverages. Kylo sits back down on the couch and looks at her.
He holds up a succulent chicken leg. "Do you want some?"
Rey's stomach grumbles. She nods. "Yes… I want some."
"Yes, what? I've been lenient with you today. Remember what I taught you yesterday?"
Rey wants to roll her eyes. But thinks of her stomach. Was it such a big deal? She swallows her pride, but mentally eye rolls. "Yes, Master. I want some food."
He motions. "Come over here and get it."
Rey starts to get up. Kylo stops her. "No, no, no. Don't get up. Crawl here on your knees."
Rey glares. She decides she'd rather suffer and stays where she is. "Never mind. I don't want any."
"Ah, but you do. And you'll come over here and get some."
Rey shakes her head.
"You're really…. frustrating me. Okay. If you don't eat, your friends don't eat." He leans back and takes a bite of the chicken. "It's really good. I'd love to share this with you."
"How do I know you're telling the truth? Where are my friends?"
"They're safe. I can prove it, but do you really want me to? I'd have to put my mask on and I won't be as gentle with them as I am with you. So come over here and eat. And your friends will thank you."
Rey can't help but think this is so stupid. She walks over on her knees up to the edge of the ebony table. Stops and stares, mesmerized, at the food. Looks at Kylo.
"My hands?"
Kylo shakes his head. He picks up a piece of chicken and holds it out to her. Presses it towards her lips. She shies away.
"What are you doing?"
"Rey, Rey, Rey. You are a slow learner." He holds out the chicken. "We had an agreement. Eat."
Rey closes her eyes as he pushes the morsel into her mouth. It is most heavenly, buttery and delicious. In this moment, it is the best thing she's ever tasted. She enjoys the moment… until she opens her eyes and sees Kylo staring at her intensely. He picks up a piece of cheese and pushes it into her mouth.
This continues in silence for a few more minutes. Then Kylo prepares her a plate of food and places it in front of her. She stares at it for a moment, realizing he expects her to eat it directly from the plate. She hesitates for a second, realizes she has no pride and buries her face in the plate. Eating carefully, but greedily.
Kylo leans back, savoring his plate of food. Watching her curiously. She finishes her plate, licking it clean.
Kylo finishes his plate and places it back on the table. He stacks dishes, his eyes darting from Rey back to the table, back to Rey. Finally he stops and asks, "Do you want to stay here tonight?"
The question startles Rey, as she hadn't thought past the food.
"Why would I?"
Kylo shrugs. "It's warm. It's more comfortable than your… Cell."
Rey is suddenly exhausted. She wants to drop down and sleep. She wants the warmth, craves it. She thinks of her friends. Where were they? Were they comfortable? She shakes her head. "I want to be as far from you as possible."
Kylo gets up. He grabs Rey by the shoulders and pulls her to her feet. He puts his arm around her waist and holds her against his body. "Do you?"
"Yes… Please, Kylo, please… let me go." Kylo raises his eye brow and Rey cringes. "Master…"
"You'll sleep here tonight."
He releases Rey from his grasp and pushes her away. She suddenly feels colder. She starts to open her mouth to speak, but then he raises his hand over her face and she collapses into his arms. Unconscious. Asleep.
Kylo picks her up and lays her on his couch. He takes off the wrist restraints and lays her on her back. He takes a moment to admire her serene face. He almost feels… compassion for her. Or sympathy? He almost feels bad about the pain he plans to put her through in the next few months.
He smooths her hair back from her head, hoping she enjoyed the evening, since it will be the last comfort she feels for awhile.

WARNING: This chapter is dark and contains NON-CONSENSUAL SEX.

The next morning, Rey awakes. She feels warm, comfortable. A feeling of peace and well being. The events of yesterday far from her mind. She's dreaming of an ocean. A place of peace and happiness.
As she comes to, she feels the couch beneath her. An unfamiliar feeling, far different, and far more comfortable than the abandoned AT-AT she usually sleeps in. It's her first realization that something isn't right.
The second, is opening her eyes… to the sight of Kylo Ren's unmasked face looming over her staring down.
His hair is tousled lightly and he wears loose fitting slacks with a loose black, long-sleeved shirt.
He caresses the side of her face. "Good morning."
Rey shoots up and scrambles away from him, perching and going over the arm rest of the couch. Kylo remains where he sits on the edge of the couch where she was sleeping.
Rey immediately darts for the door. She forgets about the collar and the chain around her neck. She steps on the chain and it pulls the collar down, causing her to tumble face-first to the floor.
She hears Kylo Ren's laughter. She pops back to her feet and darts to the door, finding it locked again. She runs her hands along it, finding no visible way of opening it.
She turns back to Kylo. He remains sitting. He raises an eye brow at her franticness and her frustrated expression.
"Would you like some breakfast?" he asks.
Such an innocuous question. Rey is more flustered and doesn't know how to answer. Rey's stomach rumbles. She is starving.
She calms herself. Recognizes the fact that she needs to eat to maintain her strength. Especially if she's going to find a way to escape. She doesn't want to repeat what he did yesterday. So she just stands still next to the door as she answers.
"Yes. I want to eat."
Kylo stands up and moves towards her, very slowly.
"To your knees, please," he asks gently.
Rey's heart skips a beat. This, again? She's had enough of this. She knows she should just do it. Just cooperate, go to her knees, do whatever silly thing he wanted from her so that she could eat. But she's stubborn.
The collar seems to get heavier around her neck, a humiliating reminder. Her practicality and stubbornness war with each other. Unfortunately, stubbornness wins out and she remains standing.
Rey shakes her head. "No."
"Why?"
"I don't want to," Rey says defiantly.
Kylo stops in front of her. He stops so close to her that all she can see is his chest. She refuses to look up at him.
He bends his head down and she can feel his breath in her ear. It makes her shudder. In a soft whisper he says, "You don't want to go to your knees. You don't want to please me?"
Rey's stomach fluttered. A deep discomfort within her. "I hate you." She wanted to step away from him, but she stays out of stubbornness.
Kylo smiles. Was he happy? Happy she hated him? He looks at her with that damned gentle expression on his face that confused her emotions. "You hate me? Do you really mean that?"
Rey glares at him. "Yes. I hate you."
Kylo's smile grows wider. "You know that hate leads to the dark side? I want you to join me in the dark side… Hating me. That's just the first step."
Rey's heart dropped. He may as well have punched her because she was struck, knowing he was right. Was she heading over to the dark side? She wanted to cry. She didn't know how to fight him and any decision she made always seemed to lead to the same place.
He opens his mind to her briefly. He shows her how much he enjoys pushing her around. He truly doesn't care if she cooperates or now. If she does, that's great. If she doesn't… that's just more fun.
Kylo kisses her forehead. And this time, she does step back, wanting to get away from him — and is instantly force slammed against the wall. The breath knocked out of her lungs.
She stares at him in horror. Kylo stands in the middle of the room, looking merely annoyed. He shakes his head. "What am I going to do with you? How am I going to teach you?"
"You're a monster!" Rey screams. "I won't learn from you and I will never be your apprentice. You're weak!"
If her comments get to him, he doesn't show it. Merely stares, contemplating. Rey fights against the weight of his power, pushing her into the cold wall.
Kylo Ren moves up to her, using his height to intimidate her. Staring down at her. "I want to be clear with you, Rey. I don't want any confusion between us. You need to understand that you are mine now."
Kylo grabs Rey's legs and force them apart, pushing himself between them. He pushes her knees up towards the wall, holding them with the force.
"You will obey me, Rey. And you won't resist. You'll learn to serve me."
Rey shakes her head. "I will never serve you."
"You still won't even call me master. Even with your friends lives at stake." He pushes himself closer into her. He puts his hand between her legs, pressing gently on her vagina through her clothes.
Tears stream down Rey's face. The force of his power pushing against her is overwhelming. She pushes back, using the force, but it takes a lot out of her. She's too emotional and can't focus properly.
Kylo pushes his face into hers. As she blinks, she can feel his eyelashes against her own. It feels uncomfortably intimate.
"You're delusional and you're insane," she chokes out. She's panting and breathing hard now.
Kylo abruptly moves his face away. He walks away from her briefly, leaving her suspended in the air. He comes back with his light saber. The red blade cackles to life.
He holds the blade upside down between her legs. Rey can feel the heat, almost fire on her intimate parts. He holds it just close enough to burn her clothes. Kylo concentrates, uses the force to make sure he doesn't hurt her, but burns a big hole through her pants, leaving her vagina exposed.
He tosses the saber onto the couch and stands between her legs. She is held against the wall by the force, her legs spread open to accommodate his mass between them, her knees pushed up against the wall so he has easy access to her most vulnerable spot.
"I don't like it when you call me names, Rey. You attack me, always. I only ever tried to be kind to you."
He runs his finger lightly up her vagina. She shudders, feeling herself growing wet.
"Please… don't…" She squeezes her eyes shut, unable to look him in the face.
"Please don't what? Please be specific with me."
"Don't do this, Kylo," she breaths. Her body is betraying her. Warmth is growing through her abdomen to where his touch lingers over her entrance.
"Don't fuck you?" His voice is deep and seductive, penetrating her with its deep bass… sensual and provocative.
Rey shakes her head. "No. I don't want this."
Kylo moves his hand to her face. The spot he was touching felt cold when his hand left. Forcing her to look at him. "Look at me and tell me you don't want me to fuck you."
Rey opens her eyes. Looks into his deep, dark eyes. It affects her, looking into his face. She believes the compassion she sees there. Believes he will comply with her wishes.
"Please. I don't want you to fuck me," she says. She doesn't know how she could live with herself if that happens. It could be her first and possibly only time. And she's not ready for that.
Kylo smiles and caresses her face gently. "Good." He drops his hands from her face and moves slightly away. Rey is still force pushed, hanging in the air against the wall, her knees drawn up and her vagina exposed.
She feels relieved. Expecting to be released.
Kylo begins removing some of his clothing. Unzips his trousers. Rey's heartbeat speeds up in alarm. "I'm glad you don't want this. I have a point to prove."
He removes his member, which is hard and engorged with blood. He positions the tip of it at her entrance. Pauses. Makes sure she is making eye contact with him… The expression of betrayal and disbelief in her face pleases him.
He rams his member into her. Rey gasps. The sudden fullness is shocking to her. An intense feeling balanced on the edges of both pleasure and pain. Her vagina nothing but a bundle of nerves being invaded by him… the pleasure spreading through her body. She can't talk. Can barely breath. Can feel her inner walls stretched over his member.
Kylo Ren smirks at the pain and confusion in her face. He takes a moment to enjoy her utter vulnerability and helplessness. "Like I said. You don't want this." He pushes further and buries himself as deep as it will go. All the air leaves Rey's lungs.
Kylo continues. "But look what's happening."
He pumps himself brutally into her, pulling out and slamming back in, sending shockwaves of pleasure and pain through Rey's body. She can't help but moan and cry out.
"You don't have a choice. You don't have any power here." He pumps in and out furiously. "It doesn't matter what you want or don't want." Kylo continues ramming himself into her, pushing her to the edge of orgasm… "What matters is what I want."
A few more pumps. "And if I want to fuck you…" Shockwaves of pleasure outweigh the pain and Rey moans in ecstasy, unable to think or process properly. "Then I am going to fuck you."
He continues and Rey feels like she's going to explode. She forgets where she is, and who he is and is forced to enjoy the moment. He continues moving in and out of her at a quick pace…
The tension builds in her and she EXPLODES. The most intensely pleasurable feeling she's ever had in her entire life. Kylo runs his hand along her vulnerable body.
He puts his hands back over her face, looking into her eyes as the orgasm hits her and wracks her body. He continues, her pleasure peaking, exploding, and falling. He enjoys having her fully at his mercy. Can see in her eyes she's taken by the pleasure.
He's never felt more powerful, more in control, than seeing the expression on her face… seeing the pleasure he is giving her. Feeling her walls constrict and squeeze around his member as experiences one orgasm after the other.
Finally, he is unable to hold his own back. He releases… his pleasure a thick tidal wave… and he explodes into her. His cum filling her. Her vagina spasming around him and milking the thick semen out, practically sucking it out of him and into her vagina.
Spent, he leans into her. Kissing her face, her jaw, her neck softly. Rey still experiences the lingering sensations of post orgasm. Kylo grinds his limp member into her, making her jump each time a nerve is activated.
He knows she's t the point of pleasurable intensity that is almost torture. Unbearable pleasure. He can feel her body, can feel every sensation through the force.
So he knows the torture she feels. And he wants to prolong it. He wants to see her writhe in pleasurable agony.
He rips open her bodice. She gasps as the cold air hits her exposed breasts. He runs a hand down them, cups them, massages them. Then gently flicks and rubs her nipples, causing a sensation throughout her entire body. She twitches.
She shakes her head. "Kylo, please…"
Kylo sighs, breathing into her neck. "Please, what? You still haven't learned your lesson."
He puts his arms around her and releases her from the wall. She falls into his arms, wrapping her own arms around his shoulders and her legs around her waist. Her face falls into his shoulder and she wants to cry. She thinks about puling away, but doesn't have the energy.
She contemplates fighting, but she really doesn't understand what just happened. He sets her down on the floor. She tries to gather her clothing back together, to cover herself back up.
"Stop that. Put your hands down. Don't touch yourself."
Rey just stares dumbly up at him. Her hands fall to her sides.
"Stay there while I clean up." He goes into the bathroom. She hears water running and some moving around.
She tries to process what just happened, but her mind doesn't want to go back. She still feels it in her body, still feels his cock inside of her… the moistness, the tender nerves… She tries to make sense of her clothes… her pants are ripped but cover her lower half, but her top won't close and her breasts are exposed to the cool air.
She closes her eyes. Feeling his hands on her nipples. Then shakes her head, trying to recover.
Kylo comes back out of the bathroom. His clothes are back on, immaculate and he wears his helmet. Rey doesn't understand why her heart speeds up, seeing him back in his full uniform. His mask dark and impassive.
"I'm taking you back to your cell."
Rey's mouth falls open. "What? Why?"
Kylo moves to loom over her. "Get up."
Rey stands, wrapping her arms around her, trying to cover herself. Her mind is confused and she is unable to think properly.
He slaps her hands away from herself. "Don't cover yourself. If you do, I'll tie them behind your back."
A knock on the door. Kylo waves and the door opens. The two same civilians in their crisp white suits enter, pushing a tray full of food.
The smell of breakfast wafts over Rey's nose. Her stomach rumbles and her mouth waters. She remembers her exposed breasts and fights the urge to cover herself.
She stares at the platter of food. The two civilians quickly exit the room.
Kylo Ren picks up the end of the chain and begins walking towards the door.
Rey's jaw falls open in protest. "Are we going to eat?"
"I'm not hungry anymore," he replies.
The door open and Kylo Ren walks out. The collar tugs and Rey is forced to follow after him. The pull of the collar against her neck stopping her from saying anything.
As he leads her down the corridors, Rey is conscious of her nudity. The hold in her pants and her ripped bodice… Moisture trickling between her legs. And the base was cold. She wanted to call out to him to stop before they ran into people.
They enter a busy corridor. Stormtroopers and officers walk briskly. The stormtroopers with their blasters and officers with their coffee. Some of the officers shoot her lecherous glances. Smirking at her.
She moves to wrap her arms around herself, to cover herself, but then he stops. Kylo Ren turns slowly. She can't see his face through the mask, but she knows he is looking right at her. Warning her.
She drops her arms back to her sides. He turns back and they continue walking.
They arrive at the same cell he took her from the previous evening. Six storm troopers stand guard. They salute Kylo Ren as he walks in.
"I'm bringing the prisoner back. You remember my precautions?"
The lead storm trooper nods. "Understood sir. Absolutely no contact. Six of us at all times."
The cell door opens. Before Kylo Ren leads her back in, he motions to the storm troopers. "Take the mattress out."
Ever the dutiful soldiers, they walk in and haul out the thin mattress pad. Rey can already feel coldness emanating from the cell, pushing against her skin.
Kylo pulls her in, using the chain to drag her and force her to follow. She expects to be left alone. But he waits…
Then he pulls out his light saber. It CRACKLES to life. He uses it the same way he burned her pants. He slices through the rest of her clothing, burning through the belts that hold her garment together. They drop to the floor, singed, and pool around her feet.
Rey feels herself frozen, force held again. Unable to move. Unable to cover her naked body.
Kylo Ren picks up the clothes and tosses them to the stormtroopers.
"Get rid of these he orders."
Rey glares. She tries to speak, but Kylo Ren constricts her throat and she's unable to convey anything other than an intense feeling of anger and frustration. And then the cold hits her. Makes her feel her nudity.
Finally, Kylo Ren releases her. The door shuts. Rey is left alone.
The collar is the only thing she wears now. The chain hanging down, heavy and awkward.
The bed is left bare now - nothing but a hard metal grating. There's no comfort in this cell. Nothing to shield Rey's body from the cold metal grating of the floor and the empty bed frame.
She feels the cold more because of the dampness between her thighs. The lingering sensation of Kylo Ren pushing himself, and spending himself inside of her.
She doesn't know what to do as her heart sinks and she collapses to her knees. Sobs wracking her body.



Kylo Ren is grateful for his mask. He stands in front of the cell he left her in. He touches the door. He can feel her pain, her distress.
He is aware of the way her body shakes as she cries. He feels anxiety gnaw at the pit of his stomach, wondering if he went too far.
He can also feel the anxiety of the stormtroopers standing guard. Wondering when he's going to leave. It interferes with his empathy for Rey. And he finally, but hesitantly, lowers his hand from the door.
Turns briskly away and leaves. Feeling annoyance at the relief of the troopers on guard.
Kylo feels bad for what he did to Rey. He has an uncertain feeling that he fucked up. That his temper got the best of him. He thought dominating her would make him more powerful, stronger. But it's left him weak. The uncertainty almost cripples him.
He tries not to think about it as he travels to the hologram room for his meeting with Snoke. The giant hologram of Snoke dwarfs the smaller figure of Kylo Ren.
"I fear I may have gone too far with her."
Snoke's voice booms through the room. "No, that's the light talking. Don't succumb to it. Continue what you are doing."
"I want to keep move her closer to me. I don't want her so far away… in that little cell."
"Be careful, Kylo Ren. That your compassion does not win over your loyalty and commitment to the dark side."
"Master, nothing will interfere with my commitment to the dark side. Have I not proved myself enough to you by killing Han Solo?"
"You have done well. Do not be tempted to help the girl. Continue what you are doing and she will be on your side soon enough."
He leaves Snoke's Holo-Chamber not feeling any better. Keep her in the cell for a day, he said. Kylo determines to wait til evening to retrieve her. But he has to distract himself.
He talks to General Hux at the Tactical Operations Center (TOC).
"Did you get anything out of Poe Dameron?" Kylo asks.
Hux's eye twitches. He doesn't want to answer. But doesn't want to offend Snoke's immature apprentice.
"The pilot has remarkable ability to resist torture. But my people are working on it - finding his weaknesses."
"I'll go in. What do you need to know?"
Hux is quiet for a long moment. He doesn't want to give Kylo Ren a chance. He knows he'll succeed, but it's cheating. And gives Kylo more to lord against him. But he noticed that Kylo seemed abnormally subdued today.
Maybe he wasn't succeeding with the girl he captured? Hux wonders.
Hux nods, acquiescing to Kylo Ren's request. Maybe today wasn't the day to trigger one of his tantrums.
A pair of stormtroopers show Kylo to Poe Dameron's chambers.
Poe is strapped to the interrogation cell. The black torture droid hovers around. Kylo motions for the stormtroopers to leave them alone.
Kylo regards Poe.
"You're resistance to torture is impressive."
"Maybe you need to refine your techniques."
"Comfortable?" Kylo asks.
"Not really."
Kylo moves closer. He is silent. Preparing to force his way into Poe's mind to get the information Hux wants, when Poe asks, "Where is she?"
Kylo lowers his hand. The guilt returning. "She is… unharmed."
"If you harm one hair on her head—"
"She's better off than you are, pilot. Perhaps you should worry about yourself."
"What have you done with her?"
"She is my guest." Kylo wishes he would stop asking about Rey. He came her to distract himself from her.
"I never trust a man in a mask. Why do you hide behind that thing? Are you a monster hiding in there?"
Kylo reaches up. Presses the two buttons. The faceplate slides up and Kylo removes it, revealing his young face.
Poe whistles. "So this is the face that tortured me last time. Not at all how I imagined."
Kylo wants to roll his eyes. But keeps his expression neutral. "You will tell us where the rebel base is."
Poe chuckles softly. "I guess you'll have to take it, like last time. I can't stop you."
"It would be a lot easier if you just tell me."
Poe shakes his head. "I never thought I'd be mind-raped by the son of General Organa and Han Solo. How did they raise such a monster?"
Kylo flinches at the word. Looks away from Poe, unable to meet his gaze. The ugly word. Rape. He should have kept his helmet on. He feels that awful feeling in his gut. That feeling that he's done something irredeemable. But the same feeling that drives him to the dark side. Drives him to embrace the things that hurt him.
Why should he feel bad for what he did to her anyway? She cut his face open and left him to die out in the snow. Any time he felt compassion, he reminded himself how it felt to be left there... beaten down. Broken.
Kylo Ren vows to break Rey the way she left him broken and freezing.
When he looks up, Poe is studying his face intently. "You don't like that phrase, do you? Mind-rape."
"It only works on the weak minded. If you succumb to it, you probably deserve it."
"So you can't handle the strong? You're lucky I'm tied to this chair, we'll see whose really strong. Would you be so tough without those mind tricks of yours?"
Kylo raises an eyebrow. "Are you sure you want to try that? It may not end the way you want it to."
"I'm willing to take my chances."
Kylo presses the release button. The metal slides away and Poe instantly raises his hands to rub his wrists. He stares at Kylo Ren suspiciously. Kylo doesn't move.
Poe steps out of the chair. "Now we can talk like real men."
Kylo opens his mouth to say something — Poe PUNCHES him in the face. The force knocks Kylo back slightly. He rubs his cheek, then Poe HITS him again.
Kylo doubles over and Poe grabs his head and SLAMS his knee into Kylo's face. Kylo pushes Poe away. Tries to hit him, but Poe is too fast and ducks away.
Poe begins to LUNGE at Kylo, preparing for a vicious punch-
Kylo raises his hand and force-freezes Poe.
Kylo pauses, taking a moment to let the pain pass. Blood leaks from his nose. He rubs it off with a gloved hand. Looks at it.
"Not bad. Did you learn to fight in a bar?"
"In the worst cantinas in the galaxy," Poe replies.
"I believe it."
Kylo definitely should have kept his mask on. He doesn't have the energy to defend himself. He thinks of what he did to Rey and realizes he deserves way worse than that.
Kylo rights himself. "Did that make you feel better, Poe Dameron?" He waits for Poe to answer, then realizes he's constricting Poe's throat. Kylo releases his hold.
Poe rubs his fist. "A little. Yeah."
Kylo walks up to Poe, looms over him. Poe's head barely reaches Kylo's chin. Kylo is satisfied that he can intimidate other men with his height. If not his face.
Kylo keeps Poe's body in force freeze and puts his hands around Poe's face.
"You know I can take what I want."
Poe spits at him. "Of course you will. Mind-rapist."
Kylo's eyes flash. That word again. It bothers him immensely. He force throws Poe across the room.
Soon, Poe is screaming as Kylo invades his mind.

Rage.
Frustration. Righteous justification.
That's how Kylo Ren feels walking down the halls of Starkiller Base. On his way to see his pet Jedi. The Jedi… just thinking of them made him furious.
He had every justification to do what he did to Rey. She deserves every bit of pain. Yes, she will be his apprentice. But she would learn. She would suffer. He would get his revenge.
But… he also hoped she was okay. That he didn't go too far. What is she feeling? What is she thinking?
He arrives at the small block where her cell is. As he nears, he grows more and more concerned. Reaching out with the force trying to feel her life pulse. He feels nothing. Is she okay? Is she alive?
When he arrives, there are only five storm troopers on guard.
"Where is the sixth one? I told you - six at all times!"
The stormtroopers snap to attention. They look around, confused. The squad leader stumbles over his words. "I... I don't know."
"Wrong answer." Kylo pulls out his lightsaber. "Open it."
The door opens. The cell contains a naked stormtrooper. Not Rey. Kylo picks the trooper up by his neck and holds him up to his face.
"Where is she?"
The trooper sputters, confused. Can't form a coherent answer. Kylo throws him out of the cell. His saber CACKLES to life. He lets out out a shriek of pure rage.
Sparks fly as he destroys the cell. Of course, how could he be so stupid? Leaving her alone with nothing but time to practice using the force… Extra precautions and he STILL underestimates her force ability.
Then, he remembers the collar. It dampened her force ability, but not completely.
He looks around. Doesn't see it on the ground. Thinks, is there any way she could have removed the collar? It was possible for her to use the force past the walls, on the feeble minds of the stormtroopers.
But there was no way she could remove it. He hoped.
Kylo Ren stalks into the TOC.
"Ground all flights out of here and put out an alert," he tells General Hux. Hux tells the officers in the TOC. Alarms blare and an emergency message goes out.
Hux approaches Kylo Ren hesitantly. "Don't you think this is a little excessive for one girl?"
Kylo ignores him. "Captain Phasma."
"Yes, sir?"
"She's dangerous, but I'm tracking her with a collar around her neck. Can you tell me where she is?"
They look at the computer screens. The little dot representing Rey is moving across an icy plane into the forest. Right into a snow storm. Kylo briefly thinks he should leave her out there to freeze to death. That would show her.
"Ready my shuttle," he orders.
The shuttle flies out of the command center towards the forest, following the beacon sent by Rey's collar.
It lands in a clearing, nearby the beacon. Kylo orders the stormtroopers to stay where they are. He wants to handle her himself. He doesn't want anyone else to touch her.
He stalks through the forest, following the beacon. He knows she won't last out here long. He tracks her and finally - he sees her.
He would never have recognized her if he hadn't been able to sense her through the forest. She was in the white, plastic stormtrooper armor. Stumbling through the forest, barely able to stay upright.
He could feel her now. She was cold and hungry. It took every ounce of her will to continue. She had hoped to hide in the forests, but Starkiller Base was less than hospitable.
Kylo approaches her slowly. Wonders if she's noticed him yet. As he approaches, his rage softens. He feels her the cold that permeates her body and wants to carry her away and warm up every inch of her.
He stalks towards her at a brisk page, quickly closing the distance between them. She looks back, startled. She hadn't sensed him coming. She starts running, tries to sprint away.
But she's weakened and he closes the distance easily. Kylo has a twinge of satisfaction. Like how he was weakened when he was hit by the Bowcaster.
Kylo lunges at her, jumping on her back, forcing her to the ground. She falls onto her stomach and he straddles her body. Picks her up and turns her around to face him.
Rips the helmet off her head. She frantically tries to punch him and wrestle herself out of his grasp. He grabs her both her wrists and pins them to the ground with only one arm.
He pulls the stormtrooper breastplate off of her, relieved to see the chain fall out. Relieved that she hadn't been able to remove the collar. At least he had done that right.
"Rey," he says in his deep, electronic voice. "You can't stay out here. You'll freeze to death."
"I'd rather die out here than in there with you."
Kylo grabs the chain and stands up. "You're coming back with me."
"I'd rather die. Just kill me! Strike me down!"
Kylo pulls out his light saber. Holds it against her face. "Take the stormtrooper armor off."
"Kill me."
"Take. The armor. Off. I'll get you something warmer."
"You're a monster!"
Kylo shuts the light saber off. Puts it back on his belt. Yanks Rey towards him with the chain. She fights him every step of the way.
He pulls the arm plates off her body. She kicks and punches at him, but it does nothing to him. He continues wrestling with her to get all the white, plastic pieces off. Finally, leaving her in just the black pants, shirt, and boots.
He starts walking and she strains against the chain. Holds it in her hands and pulls back on it. "I won't go with you!" Her feet drag against the ground as he pulls the chain.
Kylo wraps the chain around his wrist. It hurts a little when she pulls on it. He grabs her arm, bends down, putting his shoulder into her stomach and lifts her right off her feet.
She fights. Uselessly. He's stronger than she is. He's always been stronger. Except for his one moment of weakness when she bested him in the forest.
He carries her back through the forest towards his black shuttle.
Kylo is surprised and impressed by her fortitude. He almost drops her several times as she struggles against him the entire way. But she's also slowly losing energy.
Her struggles get weaker as Kylo nears the shuttle, until all she can do is breath heavily and sob. He wants to get her inside. Somewhere warm.
He enters the shuttle and throws her to the floor. The hatch shuts and the shuttle takes off. Kylo is silent. The stormtroopers don't say a word as they head back to Kylo's apartments.
Rey curls up in a ball between Kylo's legs. Half the chain is wrapped around his fist, keeping her on a short leash. Kylo wants to taker her face in his hands and warm her, comfort her. He refrains from doing so. He doesn't want to show weakness in front of his troops.
The shuttle lands in a hanger right next to Kylo's apartment. When it lands, he picks Rey up and throws her across his back.
Rey protests. "No, I can walk—"
Kylo ignores her. He doesn't have time to fight with her right now or try to convince her that it's a much better idea to OBEY.
He carries her out of the hatch, through the hanger, and through the corridor leading to his apartment.
Rey struggles weakly. All hope she had crushed as soon as they entered his apartment. The first thing she noticed was the warm air as soon as they entered.
Kylo swings her down and places her gently on the couch. The same one she slept on last night.
"I'll never leave you like that again," Kylo says. Then he goes into the bedroom and shuts the door.
Rey rubs her arms as the feeling begins to come back. Her face is frozen. The snow and frost begin to melt into the couch, leaving it damp. Rey is freezing in the damp clothes. But she's afraid to take them off. Doesn't want to be vulnerable.
Rey is shaking from cold when Kylo comes back in to the living room. He wears only loose black pants, his muscular chest and arms exposed. It startles Rey. She's never seen him like that before. Not even… not even this morning… The memory of the morning relives itself in Rey's body. Horror intermingled with intense pleasure. Rey shudders.
"You have to get out of those clothes."
Rey just glares up at him.
"You're going to get hypothermia… come on. I'm running you a bath." He motions to his bedroom, through which was a bathroom. She could hear the running water.
Kylo kneels down slowly. He wants to be careful not to startle or frighten her any further.
"Rey… I promise you, I won't hurt you. I'm not a monster." He holds out his hand. "Please… don't die of cold. Don't because you see me as a…" He uses the force to tap into her mind… and recoils, and then laughs at what she thinks of him. "A paragon of cruelty."
He laughs. He knows he shouldn't. But something about the image in her mind, a paragon of cruelty, strikes him as hilarious. Then stifles it when he sees her hurt expression. Not the right time, he tells himself.
He picks up her hand and begins to warm it in his own. Rubbing it between his two larger hands. Blowing on it with his hot breath. She's trying to make herself resist, but he taps into her mind enough to know it feels good. She craves his touch… despite the conflict within her.
He understands. It's so similar to his own chaotic battle with light and dark.
"Rey, I'm so sorry. Please forgive me. I'll never leave you like that again." The pink begins to come back into her hand.
He drops her hand. Pulls her feet up onto the ebony table and begins to remove her boots. When her feet are bare, he rubs his hands along them. "You're so cold…" If she