masked

Chapter Four

Aria's POV:

It's been four days since I was brought to this cell against my will. I must admit, it's pretty fancy for a jail cell.
Sleek black doors, shiny black tiles, a black ceiling which holds a mirror hovering over the very large (and also black) bed in the middle of this very black room.
There is an equally large and black refresher off to the side. I'm not used to seeing such large rooms dedicated to sleep and showers. Where I'm from, you're lucky to get a wooden cot to sleep on.

I frowned as I thought about my past life. Sometimes I wanted nothing more than to somehow go back in time and be home again. Yet, when I was home, my only desire was to leave.
I sighed and fell back onto the comfortable bed and looked up at my reflection in the mirror above.
Why would anybody want a mirror above their bed?

The entry doors which have remained closed since I got put in here finally swished open.
I stood to my feet, ready to cuss whoever it was out, to demand answers. But the tall, cloaked figure approached me with such confidence, it quickly drained all of mine and I fell back onto the bed.
I propped myself up on my hand and watched as he unmasked himself.

"Who are you?" He finally asked. His brown eyes grazed over me. He seemed troubled. But.. by me?
"I-I'm Aria," I stammered. "Aria Grace."
He took one last hard look at me before turning his back to me. He walked over to the black desk that sat in the corner of the cell.
"I am Kylo Ren." He stated boldly.
"I will train you until you are ready."
I furrowed my eyebrows. What's this guy talking about? "Train me for what? Until I'm ready for who? What are you talking about?"
Kylo ignored my questions and swiftly turned back to face me, taking one big stride with his long legs until he was mere inches from me, hovering over me. My breath began to shake.
"You belong to me now. You are First Order property. You will train to become one of us. You have the power. Now you must learn to use it."