"Focus, Rey, I can feel your attention wavering. You must focus; you must find peace, serenity," Luke Skywalker whispered, his voice was low though powerful and commanding. The hostile thoughts that flashed in Rey's mind that involved one Kylo Ren immediately vanished, fading rapidly as she concentrated harder to calm herself using the Force.

"Good, now keep that focus. You can't let it waver even if someone is talking to you, fighting you, distracting you. Jedi feel no emotion, there is only peace, and there is only serenity. No passion."

"Yes, Master Luke," Rey spoke, her voice hollow and monotone. Though she tried to push it away, her mind and heart could not rid themselves of the dark anger and fury that still resided from her last encounter with Kylo Ren. His name brought about an image of her new friend Finn, unconscious, cold, and scarce with breath as he was slumped on the ground. Her anger returned, and her concentration was broken with the sound of a pot shattering on the ground. Luke Skywalker sighed as Rey opened her eyes to see clay fragments of what had once been a beautiful jar.

"You are too unfocused at the moment. You need to rid yourself of your anger. Anger brings about passion, and passion-"

"Brings about the dark side, yes, I know," Rey repeated the mantra she had heard a dozen hundred times, sighing as she looked down at her open palms spread on her folded legs. Her thoughts of as late had all involved either Finn or Kylo Ren, but usually both as anger for Ren brought about mentions of Finn. She had received no word on the condition of Finn and had not asked her Jedi Master for fear of him disregarding her concern with a remark of 'There is no worry; there is no emotion in a Jedi.'

"Come here, Padawan, I must speak with you for a moment," Luke said, using his hand and the Force to repair the broken pot. Rey stood up from her place upon the ground, trying not to wince as her sore muscles unwound.

"I have a mission for you," Luke said as he walked to the edge of the cliff they had been standing and sitting upon. Rey moved to join him by his side.

"What is it?" She asked, her hands fidgeting by her sides. Luke gave a small smile but it quickly disappeared.

"I need you to go to a place called Hoth. It is a frozen tundra landscape, and your movements will be easily tracked by The First Order. Then, you will camp out and wait in the old Resistance base, practicing your ways with the Force, more meditation than anything in order to calm your thoughts of anger and hatred, until Kylo Ren comes to collect you and attempt to make you his apprentice. You must allow him to kidnap you, and then, I want you to bring me back my nephew."

"I must refuse," were the first words that Rey uttered. She stared up at her Master in shock, her hands clenching at the mutters of Kylo Ren's name.

"No, you must complete this mission, that is what you must do," Luke insisted, shaking his head at his Padawan, "You are the only person who can bring back Ben. Bringing him back would mean a chip in the First Order's armor, a chip that would allow the Resistance to enter and take down the First Order. It is imperative that you do this, Rey. You leave tomorrow at dawn."

Luke Skywalker moved away from the cliff and walked back to the cave that he and Rey had been inhabiting the last two months. Rey stared after him before turning to look out over the edge of the cliff, having a momentary thought of hurtling herself off the edge because surely, her hostility towards Kylo Ren would kill her first before the rocks at the bottom of the chasm did.

"Why can't you or General Leia go retrieve him?" Rey asked as her and Luke Skywalker sat across from each other in the small cave. Luke sighed and gave a soft smile as he stirred the embers of the fire with a long stick. Rey was after all just a young girl and had only begun manipulating her abilities with the Force for two months. Her emotions were still wanton and uncontrollable, hard to contain as well as suppress and make vanish. She was a still such a docile girl, a young one at the age of 19, and she resisted the urge to give up her independence and to listen to what her Master ordered her to do.

"Do you really believe that Kylo Ren would allow General Leia or myself, the Master he betrayed and attempted to murder along with his fellow Padawan, a shred of mercy when he so easily murdered his own father with a light saber?" Luke questioned Rey. She sighed and shook her head, looking at her feet and feeling foolish.

"No, Master, I do not think he would." She sighed in defeat, and a small smile of pity found itself onto Luke's face. He wished that the young scavenger could have been saved all of the pain and hardships she had faced and in another life found herself to him to train with other Force - sensitive children.

"Let's try Farseeing now, shall we?" Luke proposed, settling himself across from Rey. Rey crossed her legs and put her open palms face up on her bended knees. She closed her eyes and pushed away everything that surrounded herself, focusing on one thing: Kylo Ren.

She imagined him not as Kylo Ren but as Ben Solo, a small child playing with a toy lightsaber in his bedroom on a Resistance base on a distant and green planet. Then, she conjured up another image, this one of Ben as an older child and training with her own Master. Bolts of lightning flashed out of the child's open palms, and he was immediately scolded and censured by Luke Skywalker.

Then, as she imagined the voice and appearance of Ben Solo, she was transported to another place, one that was also green and leafy, like the homeland of Ben Solo. She could feel the ground beneath her feet, and when she glanced upward, Rey was met with what appeared to be Kylo Ren.

His face was handsome and kind, not cold and cruel like the last time she had seen him. The scar she had slashed across his face stood as a reminder of his dark and dangerous past. He was wearing a dark tunic with a white lily pinned above the place where his heart would rest underneath his clothing. A large grin crawled across his face, and his hands seemed to go right through Rey's as he gripped someone else's hands. Rey stepped back just in time to see an astonishing sight: she saw herself in a gorgeous white dress with flowers in her hair and embodied in the dress, her hands clutching Ben Solo's as he murmured two quiet words.

"I do."

Rey gasped, her eyes flinging themselves opened as she looked around at her surroundings. She was back in the cave across from Master Luke, but this time, her Master was leaning towards her with his elbows on his knees.

"Rey, what did you see?" He asked, and Rey knew it was out of politeness and a concern that sided on the edge of paternalistic concern. Her Master could have easily invaded her mind and found the vision she had just encountered, but he decided not to.

"A vision, the future, I'm certain," she gasped, rubbing her hands as she attempted to wipe off the ghost like feeling of Ben Solo's hands passing through hers like she didn't even exist.

"Here - Master, just look please, I can't explain," she told him, closing her eyes and she sifted through her memories until she found the one of the vision of a few minutes previous. She felt Master Luke probing through her mind until the vision was brought before her eyes again.

"Ah, I see," he murmured, his voice suddenly quiet as he stared across at Rey. She looked at him, grasping for anything in the thick silence.

"Do not dwell on this, child, do not fret. Rest now, we will prepare you in the morning for your departure," Luke assured her, patting her shoulder before standing up and walking out of the cave, walking until he was so far away that Rey could no longer see him in the darkness outside the cave.

Rey slept but not peacefully. She reached the point where she was almost in a deep sleep but not quite, and that is where she stayed for the entire night, never fully falling into a serene sleep.

"Good morning, Master Luke," Rey yawned and stretched her arms above her head when she opened her eyes in the morning. Luke gave her a nod and a tense smile, looking out of the cave and towards the sky. He pushed a box of food towards her, one filled with standard bread and rice as well as a canteen filled with water. She gave him her thanks and ate silently, musing in her head about the journey that was soon to come.

"Have you prepared yourself mentally and emotionally for your mission?" Luke asked, standing up and walking towards the end of the cave. Rey shrugged and attempted to clear her mind, giving herself a metaphorical pat on the back when she succeeded.

"I am as prepared as I am. There is nothing I can do now," Rey said calmly, her voice steady and void of emotion.

"I would give you a weapon, but I have yet to allow you to make your own lightsaber," Luke told her, "and I am certain that once aboard his ship, Kylo Ren would most definitely take that weapon away from you."

"Yes, Master," Rey responded, finishing her meal and standing up as well. She walked over to him and gave the meal box to R2-D2's outstretched mechanical arm. The droid took the box from her and crumpled it before bringing it back inside its body. Luke Skywalker smiled fondly at the droid.

"I have taught you all that I have been able to with your lack of focus as of late," he then frowned, returning his gaze to the sea.

"I am sorry, Master," Rey spoke then, her voice soft as the wind carried it away and unfurled it out upon the waves of the ocean. Luke cast his eyes on her, watching as hers closed and her concentration steadied so that she was able to project a feeling of calm and serenity onto her Master.

"You are but a Padawan. You still have much to learn. It is to be expected," he informed her, returning his gaze to the sea. "Even the most experienced of the Jedi have had a problem keeping their focus especially when confusing thoughts and emotions plague them so."

"I will bring back Ben Solo," Rey said confidently, taking pride in the smile that her Master gave her. He nodded and then moved to walk down the cliffs towards the Millennium Falcon, the ship that Rey would take to the old Resistance base of Hoth.

Once everything was loaded in, she needed not a copious supplies for her stay in Hoth would be short, not a lengthy amount of time would pass at all.

"Use this time wisely," Luke Skywalker advised her as they stood at the beginning of the ramp of the ship. "Strengthen your ways with the Force, especially the shield on your mind that you have already begun to enhance. That is the first place that Kylo Ren will venture to after finding you, and I need you to stay strong. Do not let Kylo Ren know the whereabouts of General Leia, the Resistance, or myself. If Ben Solo becomes curious once you have found him at last, you may tell him once you have begun your journey back, but do not let Kylo Ren know any information. You must remind him of the light that he turned away from, remind him of the evil that the force brings out in us."

"Yes, Master, I wish you well. Please, send my regards to General Leia and the others," Rey spoke, her voice small but confident. Luke nodded and gave her a pat on the shoulder that reminded her of a touch that once was, one that she could remember vaguely from the brief moments that she had known a family. Rey turned to board the ship before she become any more emotional than she already was.

"And Rey?" Luke asked, prompting Rey to turn back around and look at her Master. "May the Force be with you."

Once Rey landed inside of the old Resistance base on Hoth, she immediately wished for a plethora of clothes instead of the minimal amount that she had. At least her Master had given her an old fur coat that Han Solo had once worn on Hoth himself when he saved Luke Skywalker's life.

She shivered in the pilot's seat and immediately closing her eyes, chanting a mantra in her mind that was to help her forget her physical surroundings.

There is no cold, there is only peace, and there is only serenity. There is no cold, there is only peace, and there is only serenity. There is no cold, there is only peace, and there is only serenity.

When Rey opened her eyes again, she was significantly warmer as well as calm. She suppressed a shiver and exited the Falcon, entering the Resistance Base.

She made camp inside one of the old barracks. She found a few packets of uneaten and conserved dry food packets as well as hydration tablets. She added them to her small food pile, making her way to one of the beds in the barracks. It had taken her hours in order to close the barracks off to everything so the heat in the barracks would not leak anywhere else. The beds were still thawing out though significantly warmer than the outside environment. Rey sat on the floor beside the bed, crossing her legs and placing her open palms upon them. She closed her eyes and visualized the box of dry food packets that was sat in front of her. She imagined it slowly rising off the floor and rising and rising until it reached Rey's eye level. She opened her brown orbs and was pleased to see the box of dry food packets floating in front of her eyes. She did not lose her concentration and instead visualized the box floating a few feet away and onto one of the other beds in the barracks. When she opened her eyes, the box was sat unharmed on the exact bed she had pictured. Giving herself a small smile, she ate a piece of fruit from one of the dry food packets and thought about Kylo Ren.

A dark force, one to be reckon with, but not too strong that he would destroy her, she thought to herself. She bested him, defeated him on Star Killer Base, and she would do it again in order to bring back Ben Solo. She would have to show him the light, the light that radiated in her along with the light powers of the Force that seemed to encompass her every move. Ben Solo was not dead, only in a coma of sorts, dormant to the actions of Kylo Ren. She would destroy Kylo Ren in order to retrieve Ben Solo, and then, all would be right with the world. General Leia would have her son back, Master Luke his nephew, and her Master would be pleased and satisfied with her, a reward that she hoped to obtain.

Rey thought back on the vision that she had seen in her experience of Farseeing. It was of the Future most certainly, but that did not mean that it would come true. The Future was a constant changing force, and those who had visions of the Future were rarely correct because a certain outcome could be changed by a minor decision such as what one would eat for a certain meal. Anything more than a friendship between Ben Solo and Rey was out of the question, let alone a wedding. Jedi Knights did not allow themselves to enter into relationships because that involved passion and passion could turn them to the wrong side of the Force. A Jedi should never have to choose between a lover and the well-being of the rest of the galaxy. Never.

Rey focused on her mental shield for a few hours after finishing her meager - though significantly larger than her meals back on Jakku; she had to constantly remind herself to not stuff food down her throat even then, two months after escaping the humid climate that she had lived on for so long - meal. She managed to build an even larger and thicker wall, one that was a bit difficult to permeate. She then climbed into the small but now warm bed, finding herself at peace as she floated away into sleep.