Seduced ➢ Kylo Ren

twenty-five; here

         

The marching of what seems to be an entire fleet of stormtroopers wakes you up, snatching you away from the sweet unconsciousness that sleep could offer.

Your first thought is obviously about Kylo- and all that you felt during the connection. The pain comes rushing back, it's vivid, almost as if the pain Kylo had been enduring, had really happened to you. You hate yourself for not being able to save him from the pain, for not being there for him to take care of him.

You hate how helpless you are.

Lying face up in bed, you try to control your breathing, not wanting to cry again, not wanting your passions to control your every thought, your every action.

You get up and walk to the door in a sleepy daze, rubbing the sleep out of your eyes. You were supposed to be training with Captain Phasma in Kylo's absence, but how could you even begin to focus on such a task?

The marching is getting louder, almost as if the troopers are right outside your door. With a groggy motion of your arm, the door slides open; and sure enough, an endless line of stormtroopers are marching past.

Before you can stop one of them and ask them whatever it is that's going on, it feels like you've hit an invisible wall; a fierce wave of passion and emotion so strong it sends you wobbling backwards.

A powerful presence is aboard the ship.

It makes you disoriented, you clutch the wall to support yourself, reality blurring in front of you, the line of stormtroopers becoming one blurry white picture.

The never-ending loud marching of the troopers; you can no longer hear it. You can't even feel the floor beneath your feet.You're stuck in your own little dark world, with one thing being repeated over and over - "It's Kylo. It's Kylo. It's Kylo."

*

You're not even sure how you made it to the airship hangar at the back of the Finalizer. You must have stumbled there, being guided solely by your senses, by your instinct. By the aura radiating off of Kylo, pulling you by the gut.

Kylo Ren's command shuttle had been landed and parked in the middle of the hangar. The commotion going on is insane; the commander-pilots and the soldiers are hurriedly exiting the command shuttle.

You spot a very livid General Hux making his way to the back ramp of the command shuttle. You can feel his blood boiling; his mind spouting obscenities due to the intense amount of disappointment he feels. You start walking to the ramp as well; hurriedly, so as to arrive there before Hux does.

You know he wants to take out his anger on Kylo; he's raging at the fact that General Organa is still alive. But you also know that Kylo is in a vulnerable place. He's seriously wounded and hurt; a few hours ago he had been on the verge of death.

To know that Death had almost succeeded in taking him away makes the tears start to surface again.

Hux stomps his way to the ramp first, grabs a couple of stormtroopers by their arms and drags them off the ramp; furiously demanding to know where Kylo is.

"He needs to be escorted out when all the commotion has died down, General Hux," one of them says mechanically.

Hux's pale face is turning a deeper shade of red with every second that passes. "I asked you a simple question, FN-1562," he says through gritted teeth. "Where is he?!" He erupts as he asks the question; screaming, little beads of spit hitting the trooper's helmet.

The other stormtrooper points with his blaster up the ramp. "He's up there resting, Sir."

Hux pushes past them, slamming his boots loudly on the ramp as he goes into the shuttle. The metallic clanks of his feet against the ramp seem louder now that the hangar is mostly empty; the stormtroopers all gone back to their respective stations.