painful s c a r s ≫ kylo ren fanfiction

c h a p t e r .2

When he awoke, he felt unfamiliarity, confusion, and fear flow in his blood. He sat up in the bed and suddenly felt all sorts of pain fill his body. He brought his hand up to his head and groaned, trying to soothe the headache that occupied his aching head. At the same time, he felt like the skin on his face was about to rip apart.

"Don't move, or your stitches will blow up." An unfamiliar altered voice spoke. It sounded half female, but it was deep, and it sounded mechanical, like a person speaking through an old hologram back in the time Darth Vader ruled the galaxy.

He looked up, his pain following with him, and saw none other than a female. Her head was covered in a black stormtrooper helmet, dressed in a black high neck top that connects to her leggings, filled with holsters, with simple combat boots and what seems like a matte black piece of fabric wrapped all over her arm starting from the middle of her upper arm to half of her fingers, acting like a pair of long fingerless gloves.

He observed that she dressed like a rebel, a smuggler warrior, yet simple with only a few armors visible since it was all matte black.

"Who are you?" He asked.

"No one important enough for you to know."

"Tell me your name." He ordered in a deep authoritative tone, meant to scare the masked girl.

"Not if you ask that way." She sassed, sitting on a stool with arms crossed, one leg over the other, leaning her back on the wall opposite of the bunk bed he sat on.

He gave up on knowing who the girl is——he thought that maybe she just didn't think it was important for him to know her name.

"Where am I?"

"I can assure you that I am not keeping you captive in here. I saved you from rotting in that wreck." She spoke in a matter-of-fact tone, proud of what she did.

Then he remembered. The base blowing up, defeated in a lightsaber match, escaping in a TIE, crash landing on a distant planet...

He paused for a while, taking it all in, before asking again. "How long have a been here?"

The mysterious girl hesitated to answer, her gestures unreadable. "About a week."

He felt anger surge through his body, feeling like it was her fault, but his rational side told him to calm down. "Why didn't you wake me up? I have important places to be."

So whiny, she thought. "It's not my job to do that. Besides, you needed that rest. You landed pretty badly on that ship."

He was starting to feel anger all over again. She was treating him like a pile of trash, like a person lower than her when he felt like it's the complete opposite. "Do you need me to remind you that I am an imperial leader, and I have a higher position than you?"

"Nope. I have good memory, thanks." She shrugged, teasing to frustrate him.

"I see you have woken up, master." Another voice interrupted their conversation, entering the room.

His head snapped to the direction of the voice, and he mentally groaned when he saw who it was.

"General Hux, why didn't you wake me up? You should know better than to keep him waiting——especially if it has something to do with me." He snapped, hiding his angered face in between his locks of hair.

"I would've, but this young lady over here told me not to, and that doing so would not wake you up but bring more pain towards you once you actually do wake up." He explained, saying the words 'young lady' with pure distaste.