Choosing Sides .: Poe Dameron and Kylo Ren:.

Conflicted

We finally made it to the Falcon. Chewie was waiting for us just outside the door. We ran past him. Chewie and Rey sat at the pilot's seats. As we took off, we were followed by the X-wings, the one's left. There weren't many left, less than half of the fleet was left. I didn't see Poe's ship. My heart dropped. He couldn't be dead. I--I just can't believe that. I walked out of the cockpit and to the lounge. I sat on the floor and closed my eyes, meditating.

"No! Again!" Snoke's booming voice commanded. I looked at my sparring droid in his armor. The dark room was illuminated by my red saber. I rolled my eyes, I'd done it a million times and it wasn't even a part of Djem So. It was Ataru.

"No! No more." I said panting. "I hate acrobatics." I said turning off my lightsaber and throwing it onto the ground.

"You will perfect the move." Snoke said. I groaned angrily and picked up my saber. I activated it and lowered to my stace, holding my saber perpendicular to my head and my hand out parallel to the saber.

I jumped up, using the force to push myself higher. I flipped over the droid and slashed my saber down to the droid. I felt it connect and resist. I pushed the blade through the droid and landed, my knees bending at my leg extending out expending the energy. I stayed in this position, one leg folded beneath me, the other splayed out to my side. I heard the sparring droid clatter to the ground. I turned to look, deactivating my saber. The droid was split in half on the floor.

"Good! Use your anger! It gives you more power." Snoke said loudly. I stood up and turned to him. I bowed.

"Thank you master." I said.

"Enough of this, you are ready." He said standing up from his stone chair, his black robes flowing around him.

"Ready for what?" I asked, he didn't respond, instead he walked to the door and opened it. A boy with fluffy black hair, a few years older than myself, was standing there in black apprentice clothes like mine. He looked angry even though he had nothing to be angry about. He stood proud though he seemingly had nothing to be proud about. Snoke lead the boy back to his stone chair, he sat in it and the boy stood beside him holding his hands in front of him obediently.

"This is Kylo Ren, he is my apprentice too." Snoke said, his pale skin shone in the dim blue light of the room. The boy bowed slightly, I returned the bow. "You will spar with him today." Snoke said, I saw a glint of amusement in his eye. I was afraid. I'd never fought against an actual person.

Wordlessly, Kylo Ren walked up to me and, he flashed an amused smile towards me and he stood beside me.

"Do not kill each other, I need both of you. Fight till first blood." Snoke said. We nodded and turned to each other. He took his saber off of his belt. It was simple, silver hilt with good grips, it looked somewhat similar to Darth Vader's, I assumed he chose it for that reason. We activated our sabers simultaneously. Both blades of red light lit up the room. We assumed our stances, he held his blade in front of him in a simple stance. I held my blade in the Djem So attack stance. "Begin." Snoke said.

Kylo immediately swung at my right side with both hands. I blocked it easily. He kept hitting me hard so I played defensively, waiting for my chance. He hit me on my right side, his stace grew sloppy, and I saw my chance. I pushed his blade up so his hands were in the air and not protecting his body and kicked him down. He fell back and slid on the ground for a good foot. I stood above him and held my saber at his chest, threatening him. I heard clapping and turned. Snoke was clapping slowly, a slight smile on his face.

"Good job Asha." Snoke said. I deactivated my saber and offered my hand to Kylo. He sneered at me and slapped my hand away getting up on his own. He was angry, very angry. Frustrated that he couldn't beat me, a 12 year old girl at his 16. "I told you not to underestimate her." Snoke said. "She may seem small but she may grow to be stronger than you."