The night was brutal, heavy amounts of soot and ash clouded the sky above. The sun's red hot light fought against these clouds with all their might but alas the sheer amount of the black billowing mass win out, leaving the lava encrusted planet to glow only in it's own cruel light.

All out war was taking place down below. Screams of war, death and fear could be heard echoing throughout the sky. The sounds of guns, lasers and large machines either crushing the enemy or falling to them could also be heard. The rebels small army was slowly losing numbers but the empires armies were falling, and falling fast. The Storm troopers armor may have been superior to that of the rebels but their weapons were nothing compared to the jerry-rigged, unpolished, unregulated power and strength of their weapons. Darth Vader's old castle stood in the background, rebuilt to it's former glory. It's looming shadow hung like death over the battlefield, the sheer carnage could make even the most peace minded Jedi snarl in anger, for the sheer pull of the dark side of the force would give said Jedi a gentle tug as if to seduce them to it's power.

Deep within the walls of the dark palace another battle was taking place. It may not have had as many soldiers but the war going on was more grand than that of any other before.

Though Kylo Ren hardly changed accept for the scar that sat across his eye. As for Rey howerver she looked older. Not in the sense of age but her eyes held a light more suitable of her age ,but still the dark raging fire of her inner child, though broken still stood strong inside.

Her hair style had also changed, she not longer wore her three signature buns, but instead wore a singular one on top of her head leaving the rest to hang about her shoulders. Her scavenger outfit long forgotten as well, a simple sleeveless shirt showed off her well toned upper body, a piece of fabric wrapped around the back of her neck and down the front of her chest , the two ends crossing at the waist where a simple brow leather belt with a built in pouch held it in place. She wore simple pants and boots and her only accessory was her weapon.

It suited her well.

Rey felt heavy. Her heart beating faster than she could register as she relentlessly swung her dual edged green saber at her foe.

Why did he turn into this monster? How could he have done the things he has and yet feel nothing? So many questions rang through her mind as she fought.

Kylo Ren could only defend himself against this force of nature , and he reveled in it. He had craved this since his first battle with her on Starkiller base, how he longed for another fierce battle with her and he was not disappointed.

They have been battling for hours , each of their limits long left behind, their strength depleting with every movement and their resolves long pushed past any boundaries once set in stone. The air was electrical with the force ,it seemed as if it was to reveling in the vicious fight between the two force users. Loud clashes between sabers and heavy breathing were the only things that could be heard. Before long the twos sabers were locked and they were face to face.

"Look at you!" He nearly exclaimed his tone in awe as he broke the silence. "You have gained so much power in mere months!" his excitement remained untamed through his words before he continued "Even with that failure of a teacher! Imagine what you could do if you were taught by someone who understands?!" his words echoing throughout the large center room.

The red hot glow of his saber reflected in his dark brown eyes, and black hair. His mask long forgotten on the cold floor, the faint glints of greens and reds reflecting off of it like that of an forgotten and ancient holiday.

"The dark side has no power over me! And nor do you!" she said her voice sizzled with venom as her saber cut at him ,his saber meeting hers with a dark hiss. Her hazel eyes alight with a raging fire. She shoved him away causing them both to stumble backwards to the different side of the room.

Kylo growled at that, he swung his saber dangerously, teasingly. His once fluid movements had now rigid. How could she not see? Her path belongs not to the light but with him. By his side

After their fist battle he felt it. The bond. With this in mind he knew that she belonged only to him, and him only to her. But she had not yet discovered it, nor did he want to, not yet, not until she accepted that she was his.

They circled each other, not like that of a predator and it's prey but like that of two alphas of a pack, sizing each other up, searching for weakness, a mistake anything.

"Your right, I do not control you and neither dose the dark side! But nor dose Luke! Or the light!" he yelled in response.

That struck her, her face lost the snarl that had been laying on her face since the battle first commenced. As her face relaxed it also contorted into one if confusion. She quickly recovered however.

"Glad we can agree on something" her voice and face once again filling with venom.

Kylo had noticed he had struck a cord. And be began to play the harp.

"Luke demands the loss of any worldly pleasure doesn't he? Such as the joys of eating for the pleasure of it? Or maybe the want for material items? Denying relationships between friends or ones of the more… intimate?" his voice not entirely mocking , holding a nostalgic tone, as if something was being recalled. But that last quip had set something off in her. She quickly moved her eyes frim him.

Anger? It must have been what she was feeling toward the sith knight.

She growled in frustration.

They continued to circle one another in the room, their muscles nearly crying joy from the much needed break.

How could he know? How could have he known what was bothering her about Luke's teachings? How dare he use her self doubts against her?

"I'm not." His voice cut through her. Her hazel eyes shot back at him, once again burning with anger.

His eyes remained soft, his face somber, his mouth raised in a sad smile.

"How did you-" Rey began before being cut off.

"I didn't do anything Rey." His voice now quiet.

The hums of their sabers still filled the room , keeping it from becoming silent.

She had no idea what was going on. She just wanted to understand why he was suddenly so quiet. Just minutes ago they were fighting for blood ,but now? She didn't understand.

The sound of a saber shutting off shoved her from her thoughts again.

Kylo Ren stood there, putting his saber in his holster. His eyes cast down.

What was he doing?

That's when he spoke again.

" I'll give you two options" his tone dry and serious, though his dark humble eyes betrayed him.

She eyed him ,suspicion and distrust rang in them.

"You can kill me, right here, right now and be over with it." His voice still serious and his eyes down cast.

His words hung in the air for a moment before Rey spoke up.

"Or ? Or what? What's the other option?" her voice now full of worry, anger, confusion…curiosity.

" Or –" he paused " you could stay, here."

What?! What did he just say?!

She was about to respond when she felt something off. She felt an unimaginable pull of darkness suddenly appear behind her.

"Sleep" the dark mangled voice commanded.

Before she could react she felt as she was ripped into the darkness of sleep.