Kylo Ren's POV:
The troops were preparing to get on the massive ship that will carry us to the resistance base. I felt a small peap in the stomach when I remembered that I will meet my mom after so many years. What is she doing? I bet she doesn't want to see me anymore, I killed my father, she hates me now. But does a mother's love ever wear off for her son, will she ever forget me, will she cry if I die or will she be relieved. Then I thought about Rey, the girl I always loved as a friend, the girl that left a soft spot in my heart. Now is been a year after our last in counter, a whole year. She must be a trained Jedi now, as for me I fell deep in the darkness. My training is complete, I am a Sith,officially. My plan still exists, I want to kill Snoke, badly. Now when I climb the space giant i will arrive at the base as an enemy, but when a proper chance is given I will find my mother and tell her everything, officially I will become a traitor of the first order. I don't care if I die today, the only thing I beg for is forgiveness from my family and Rey. She must find out that I am not a monster I am not a traitor of my own blood, I never was. Every once in a while I can feel her emotions, her thoughts, her begging to be better, to succeed. I know we have a bond. We had it always, it was our destiny, but I believed that it crumbled when I erased her memories. Somehow it survived, and I felt it in the interrogation room, and I know she felt it too.
"Kylo Ren, please enter the ship, it is time." I'm the last one. I entered inside and sat on one chair.
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We arrived. My heart started beating rapidly, awaiting the moment when I will see them again. Dark thoughts surrounded my mind. What if something goes wrong? Will my plan work? I need an ally to defeat Snoke and only with them I stand a chance. It is now or never, I said to myself. The stormtroopers were the first to come out. Seconds after loud crying voices were heard. People were running chaotically, praying to survive. It is an awful scene, it is a war. I stood on the hard ground and immediately started searching. The noise of blasters covered the area. I went inside the tall white building. People now cried in bigger agony, thinking that I will kill them. Some even tried to shoot me, but my force is strong enough to stop them.
"You!" A high voice was heard from one of the halls. It is her, I must talk to her. I started approaching her, when she answered with more blasters, All of them successfully stopped.
"Listen Rey I need to tell you something." She stopped, her face still angry.
"I have nothing to talk to you."
"I need your help."
" You are lying! I am not that naïve! "
" I am on your side Rey, I want to defeat Snoke as much as you do."
" Don't even try, i am not a fool."
" Then let me talk with my mother, I am not ly..." Suddenly I heard a shot from behind. Giant pain rose in my body, making my mind go blur, just like that moment one year ago. I looked at Rey her face speechless, stunned and frozen. Obvious horror in her eyes. Was she feeling my pain? Does our bond do that?
" Traitor!" It was Hux, with all his rage inside him. "And now I will finish you and your friend, old friend." I heard the noise of a lightsaber, it is the end and it didn't even started yet, I failed, I am destined to fail. I closed my eyes when a new noise was heard. The noise of a blaster. I opened my eyes softly to see Rey kneeling down beside me.
" I am on your side. I can explain."
" Then let me carry you to your mother and let her decide. " I nod. When she placed her hand on my arm i felt a small string that I haven't felt before.Guys I know this chapter is short, and little rushed but I didn't have lot of time. The romantics will start very soon, I was building the story first. I wanted them to have a back story. Hope you enjoy.
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