It was quiet as Rey slowly crawled to consciousness after her forced slumber. An aching pain drummed in the confines of her skull and it wasn't abating even though she kept her eyes closed.

Everything was coming back to her in a hazy blur: Han Solo offering her a job, Finn leaving her at Maz's castle, that vision that had been thrust upon her when she'd touched that tantalizing lightsaber which had called to her. The events after that she recalled with an even fresher sense of clarity. Her confused and outraged escape into the woods, and the fight on Takodana – the fight where she'd first seen Kylo Ren in person. Rey had tried besting the Dark Lord back on Takodana, her mission had been to protect BB-8 and she had done just that, but things had not exactly gone as she had anticipated them. She had expected Kylo Ren to just kill her, like he killed anyone who defied him, but he obviously had something very different in mind for her.

Kylo had known she'd seen the map to Skywalker, and instead of going for BB-8, he had used the Force on her, freezing her and then bringing her to an unconscious state. Now she was a hostage, or more accurately she was a prisoner for Kylo Ren to interrogate as he saw fit.

She was trying not to shake with trepidation, soon Rey would have to open her eyes and face the reality around her, but she didn't feel ready. Since she'd left Jakku everything had been so overwhelming; she had never even been off that sandy planet she called home, until yesterday. And now she was in the hands of a powerful tyrant, and she had to remain strong. That's what she had to do here, keep herself and her emotions in check; she could not display her crushing fear.

Rey finally opened her eyes and directly in front of her sat Kylo Ren himself, his stony stature was trenchant.

"You're awake," Kylo noted. His voice was calm and brisk – it unnerved Rey. How long had Kylo been staring at her, she wondered. Was he trying to examine her for weakness or maybe plotting the best way to torture her.

"Where am I?" She demanded. "Where are the others?"

"You're my guest," he said humbly. "As for those murderers, traitors and thieves you call friends, you'll be relieved to hear – I have no idea where they are."

The whole situation made her uneasy, but his emotionless tone and robotic voice was what truly made her skin crawl. She didn't see the need for him to mask his voice, personally she thought the black helmet to mask his appearance was sufficient enough to scare any being.

Rey felt her eyes widen and small beads of sweat silently dripped down her face. She was terrified looking at his black soulless mask, it was devoid of all emotions and left her no hint of what her captor was thinking or intending for her.

There was only one thing Rey was certain of in this new environment, she was the prey and Kylo Ren was the predator. She knew for a fact that Ren had taken her for the map to Skywalker, but how he was getting the information was her true concern.

She tried to remain calm as Kylo stood up and towered over her. He was tall, taller than most men she had ever encountered on Jakku. The black cloak Kylo had worn in the forest had made him more intimidating. Here in the interrogation room without his cloak and saber he seemed more vulnerable and infinitesimally less daunting.

"You still want to kill me," he said softly. Rey wasn't certain whether he was trying to mock her or just making a subtle comment.

Instead Rey fired back an insult to level the playing field. "It happens when you are hunted by a monster in a mask," she retorted.

Her statement was met with silence, and the silence made Rey fidget. She tried to raise her head high and look haughty, she didn't want Kylo to think she was weak. To be honest, she was a little proud of herself for fighting back in her current situation.

Her pride was short lived when her captor did something very unexpected. Kylo slowly lifted his hands to his helmet – with a distinct hissing and one prudent sweep he removed his mask to unveil his true identity. He was no robot or alien as she suspected earlier. No, he was more relatable than she originally thought, which frightened her further. Kylo Ren was indeed human. He was younger than she expected, why he probably was only a few years older than her.

On Jakku there hadn't been many men that she had ever found attractive. The selection of men to admire in the first place had been limited, but Rey was certain that she had never before seen a face so handsome.

His features were chiseled to near perfection. His jaw was angled impeccably and his lips were a pale pink against his pale skin. His eyes were like pools of burnt umber which were chocked full of deep pain and uncertainty. Kylo's hair was a jet black that curled and flowed slightly above his shoulders. He didn't have any facial hair from what she could see –his face was very clean and clear. The Dark Lord took a few heavy steps toward her and with each step a new wave of terror roll off of her.

"Tell me about the droid," Kylo said his voice was smooth almost velvety in nature. It seemed like Kylo was trying to ease her fear, as if that was going to coax the answer out of her.

"He's a BB-8 unit with a selenium drive core–." That was when Kylo cut her off.

"He's carrying part of a navigational chart. I know you've seen the map. You, a scavenger, convinced the droid to show it to you." Rey was jolted from her nervous recollections of the droid. Kylo leaned closer to her, she could feel his hot breath tickling her ear. "You know I can take whatever I want." Rey chocked on a sob, as she pushed heated tears back; those very words were soaking into the back of her mind.

The sound of his real voice differed greatly from its synthetic counter part. His voice was cool and soft like the grass on Takodana, which added to his physical charm. Rey shook the crazy thought from her head, she could hardly believe of all things she was complimenting this monster. Why she even had to force herself not to blush and cry as he spoke. His words sent tremors through her body and she was afraid of what he meant.

Defiantly, she refused to make eye contact with him, even though he had intruded into her personal space.

The hot feeling of his breath against her ear faded, and Rey watched as Ren stepped in front of her. There was a wicked gleam in his eyes as he extended his hand toward her. Rey felt her stomach plunge from the intensity of his gaze.

That's when she had her first experience with torture. She cried out as her head throbbed, and her own brain was boiling in her skull. There was nothing she could do to relieve the agony, as she felt pressure surrounding her skull. Tears started to roll down her face involuntarily as she fought against his violation of her mind.

"You're so lonely. So afraid to leave. And at night you're desperate to sleep." He said softly, his tone carried with it a hidden note of understanding and compassion, something she would have never expected from a monster of his caliber.

He paused momentarily in his assault before he drove into her mind with an unrelenting force. Her head shot back in a flash of sheer pain; it was weaker than before but still strong. He was infiltrating her mind and Rey could feel him in the back of her brain, combing through her memories and thoughts. She fought back, angrily she pushed her fists against the metal chair and her restraints.

There was no way she would allow herself to fail, Finn and most of the Resistance was counting on her to remain strong and not divulge this information. Rey tried not to allow him one ounce of her memories, but he was too overpowering.

"And I see an ocean and there – I see an island." Kylo was still racking her brain for information, and that's when he got much closer to the map than she was comfortable with. She had seen a vision of an island when BB-8 had showed her the map, and she couldn't let Ren see anymore.

Rey pushed even harder, the pain in her skull ceased momentarily. She saw Kylo's face contort into an expression of frustrated focus.

"So much fear," he whispered gently. "You feel Han Solo is like the father you never had, how he would have disappointed you." The way he said that phrase, it sounded very personal, and carried with it an emotional, vengeful tone. Rey wanted to know what he meant by it – how did he know Han Solo like she did?

Without a moment to spare, Rey snapped back into the battle for her mind. Kylo was trying to break the resolve she had worked so hard to construct. She felt the threat of his attacks weaken and that was when she pushed toward his thoughts.

Rey could physically feel Kylo's fear flowing from him. He was afraid of not being powerful or respected by his master, Supreme Leader Snoke. He was terrified that he would never be as attuned with the Dark Side as Darth Vader had. Kylo was truly afraid that his power paled in comparison to Vader's – that he was too weak and Snoke would try to replace him.

Rey felt her discovery bubble up inside and before she could stop herself, she screamed it out.

"You're just afraid you'll never be as powerful as Vader," she shouted at the top of her lungs.

The moment those words left Rey's mouth she regretted them. At first she was certain he would kill her, just chop off her head for her disrespectful outburst; how could she have been as reckless as to insult her captor. She felt as if death was imminent, until she looked in Kylo's eyes, and what she saw shocked her.

His eyes were glassy and filled with pain, as if her discovery had wounded him beyond repair. They locked eyes for a moment, his eyes looked tired and beaten.

Rey bit her lip as she felt a wave of guilt wash over her. It was uncalled for, her feelings of guilt – not just a second before Kylo had been invading her memories for the map to Skywalker's location. Yet, she couldn't shake the truth that Kylo Ren, no matter how evil and sinister, was human.

He whipped around and forced her to stare at his back. Rey gulped when she witnessed his fists clench, quietly she prepared herself for a death blow. Instead, Rey watched as Kylo picked up his mask and stormed out of the room in unadulterated rage.

[A/N]: Hey guys, thank you for taking the time to read my first chapter, and I hope you enjoyed it. If you could leave a quick comment to relay your thoughts to me on how the first chapter went, that would be most appreciated. Next chapter should be posted soon and will be from Kylo Ren's perspective. Again, thank you. :)

The cover art is by shalizeh7. She's a wonderful artist who does Star Wars, Dragon Age and Fallout art on tumblr. I'm just giving her the credit that is deserved.