Fayne Dae (A Kylo Ren Romance Fanfiction)

Chapter 12 - I Won't Fight You

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They are there, all of them. Rey and this man Finn. But it's like they are not even there. It's like there is only Kylo and Fayne, and 2 obstacles who are about to moved out of the way. Rey is holding Finn back, gripping his arm, holding him back. Not like it would make much difference.
The icy snow crushes Fayne's bare feet, cutting into her tiny toes. Tall spindly branches loom overhead and there is no light except the blood red of the light sabre before them. Mocking them. Walk towards the light, and die.
"Fay . . ."
Blood drips onto the crystal snow as he beats his fist against his stomach. Like an animal. He's an animal.
"We can still be together . . ." he smiles. Yet it does not meet his eyes. It is not a warm expression nor is it a natural one. It's almost like he has to force the light to reach his eyes. And it is in this moment, that something comes back to Fayne.
The memory of a time without Ben. Years and years and years ago. Buried under hours of desperation and longing, hinging on his existence. If he moved, she moved, at his word, she would have climbed a mountain, ran a thousand miles. That was Ben. Her best friend, her lover, her husband. She had hoped, the father of her child. But evil is contagious, blood thirsty hunger for death, that is contagious. The man in the snow is Kylo Ren. Ben Solo is long gone.
"You have lost yourself," she hisses, swallowing back her tears. So weary of being weak, she cannot cry anymore. "But you will not make me lose myself too. Kylo Ren, you have caused me a disgusting amount of pain."
"No, no I never meant to hurt you Fayne."
"And yet that's exactly what you did."
"Then . . ." One last look, of weighted heads and angry eyes. "You're leaving me?"
Can she? Is it time Fayne? Is it time to let this man go his own dark way?
"I am."
He shakes his head, the emotion bursting through his face. "No you're not Fayne. You still love me. I won't let you leave me . . ."
She had forgotten Rey was there. Forgotten either of them were, until she hears the click of the blaster by her ear. And Rey is shouting. At the same moment Kylo Ren raises his hand and yells. And then the girl flies like a rag doll, tossed carelessly as she hits a tree and collides with the biting snow, still. Yet alive. the Force attaches itself to life. And she is still alive.
"Rey!" Finn shouts. He draws something. A cylindrical object but Fayne grips his hand and forces it back down. Just a few moments. To tell him she must go.
Like the Sun rising from the dark of night, the will of the Force is revealed. There is no other way. There is no alternate solution. Every road leads to him. Standing there, blocking her from escape. She has no choice. She must fight Kylo Ren.
She thrusts her hands forward. It is like a magical conduit has opened in her heart and the power flows untapped. But nothing happens. Though her mind focusing, and her spirit is still . . . nothing.
Kylo Ren laughs harshly, the sound grating like metal on glass. "We are bound Fayne Dae! You cannot hurt me anymore than you can harm yourself! And I . . . I cannot hurt you, anymore than I could take this sabre and stab myself through the heart! Do you still doubt that we are meant to be together?"
"I make my own destiny . . ." Fayne retorts. Fists it is. Back to basics.
"You think I'm evil," Ren pants. His entire complexion has changed. The skin is bleached of colour, of life, cold and clammy as he continues to beat the blood from his wound. "You're wrong. I won't fight you. I'll come back for you, when this has been dealt with . . ."
She should have seen it coming. From the second he raises his gloved hands, his burning gaze locked on Finn, she should have sensed it. The heavy head. The drive into her heart. The darkness descends. The last thing she sees as she hits the ground, is a blue light sabre lighting up the forest. And then the colours start to collide. Sweet shadow.