Monster

You're A Monster

Kylo's POV

I caught her petite body in my arms and carried her onto my ship, staying true to my word of leaving the villagers alone. "Commander Ren," Phasma spoke calmly, "We have another prisoner. He's the Resistance pilot we've been looking for."

I brought Morgan to the medical cot and set her gently down. I looked towards Phasma, "Good."

"Commander, does she have the map?" Phasma questioned. I brushed my gloved hand over her cheek and down her neck. I felt her sleeves to see if she was hiding anything in them. I moved onto her pant pockets and felt nothing. I came to her boots and slowly slid them off of her feet. I rubbed her socked foot with my hand and then tipped her shoe upside down. The only thing that fell out was sand. I repeated the process with her other boot. Nothing.

"She must have given it to the pilot. Search him."

"Yes Commander. FN-2185 and FN-2186, search our prisoner." They nodded their heads and went to go follow their commands. "Sir, what should we do with the villagers?"

I looked at Morgan and I felt my heart flutter. Would she forgive me for my sins? Would she forgive me if I killed the villagers? Then I asked a more important question. Would she be safe with me? Would she be safe if the Supreme Leader found out she was the reason these villagers survived? No. "Kill them all," I said in a sturdy voice, hiding my remorse, something I hadn't felt in years.

"Oh, and Captain" I said, "have FN-2187 put his gun up for submission. And have him report to your division." It had been FN-2187's first mission and he seemed to be struggling. Perhaps another round of brain wash would do the trick.

"Of course, Sir."

I sighed as I looked Morgan over. It had been 5 long years without her. 5 long years without seeing her beautiful face and kissing those full lips. 5 long years without seeing those beautiful green eyes that sparkled with light and joy. 5 long years since she had told me she loved me. 5 long years without being able to connect with her, our dyad severed. 5 long years since I had felt whole.

And now, looking at her body dressed in grey Resistance clothes, I couldn't help but feel at home. She was with me again. Everything would be alright. I pulled her upper body into my arms and held her.

"Sir, we're docking into the Captain Ship." A stormtrooper appeared beside me. I nodded my head at them.

"Good. Inform General Hux that upon our arrival, I want the bay to be cleared. I also want a med droid sent to my quarters."
"Yes sir. And what will become of the two prisoners?" Two?

"I was only informed of one prisoner. The Resistance Pilot. He shall be sent to the interrogation quarters. Was there another prisoner I am not aware of?" I questioned intimidating the stormtrooper.

"Well...the girl?" I reached out with my force and choked the stormtrooper until he passed out onto the floor.

"The girl is not a prisoner!" I shouted to the rest of the stormtroopers. "No one is allowed to lay a hand on her except me! Does everyone understand?" I stated to them clearly in my modulated voice.

A chorus of 'yes sirs' echoed throughout the ships cabin. I felt the ship dock and I slowly pulled the rest of Morgan's body into my arms and lifted her off of the ground. One arm was under her thighs and the other was holding her upper body.

I was pleasantly surprised to find that Hux had done what I had asked and cleared the docking area. I rushed through the starch white hallways of the captain ship to my quarters. I threw open the blast door using the force and went inside, my black cape billowing behind me.