The Brighter Dark (Kylo Ren X Reader)

Ch. 11- Not Here to Make Friends

"So why Kamparas?" you asked.

Kylo stared out the transparasteel windshield of the Buzzard as the vibrant green of the planet's surface drew closer and closer. After a night of restful sleep, you were feeling refreshed and eager to set foot on this beautiful new world. The ship had already begun to land, and you could feel the mechanical shifting of the wheels being lowered beneath your feet.

Kylo's baritone tumbled out of the vocoder in his helmet, "Are you familiar with this planet?"

"I've heard of it," you replied, "Most bounty hunters have. It's a good place to stop and restock on supplies. I haven't been, but I've been told it's almost like a small city now that so many members of the Guild found out about it." You tried to ignore the pang of sadness in your chest as you thought about Griggs, and all of the times that they had raved about some bar on this planet that apparently brewed the best spotchka they'd ever tasted. You wished they were here to grab a tankard with you.

Kylo nodded. "There's a training facility for the Knights here." he said, still gazing through the windshield at your destination. "The planet is neutral territory, so no stormtroopers to get in our way."

You were surprised at how easy it was for Kylo to talk about his own soldiers like that; like they were a nuisance. He was their Supreme Leader, after all. They were his army.

"So this is where we'll begin my training, then?" you asked. He had been so vague before when you'd asked for more details about your training; you were eager to learn exactly what he planned on teaching you.

"Not quite." Kylo replied. "What you'll be doing here will mainly be for my benefit, not yours."

What the hell was that supposed to mean?

"Am I supposed to know what that means?" You asked.

You couldn't see his face beneath his mask, but you recognized the ghost of a smirk all the same.

"No."

You sighed. Great. Still a drama queen.

"Master-"

The voice came from behind you. You turned to face it, as did Kylo, and your eyes were met with the plain, scuffed-up iron mask of Cardo. This was the first time you had ever heard him speak.

"I'll be going straight to the forge. Anything you need me to bring to Abrekh?"

Kylo gave Cardo a curt nod towards a steel crate sitting off to the side of the hull. "That. I'll be there later today to tell him what to do with it."

Cardo nodded and grabbed the crate, which looked like it must weigh at least half your body weight, and easily toted it over to add to a small pile of other crates and containers across the hull. The sheer size of the man was a bit terrifying; he was easily the tallest and broadest of all the Knights, even Kylo.

You turned to Kylo again. "Who's Abrekh?"

Kylo continued gazing out the windshield. "You'll meet him."

"Yeah but who is he?"

"You can ask him yourself when you meet him."

You sighed and rolled your eyes. He looked over at you, chin tilted in your direction. "I thought you were done acting like a child."

You almost replied with I thought you were going to stop being so cryptic, but you realized that he had made no such promise. Just because he asked you to be his apprentice, that didn't mean that he was going to suddenly start telling you all his secrets. Your mouth had begun to form the words, but you quickly stopped before they could become sound.