Defiance (Kylo Ren Fanfiction)

Chapter Twelve

A/N: Wow I love Adam Driver. I feel bad because I've hardly worked on the story this week :( I've been busy with exams. Luckily, they're over now! And I took the weekend to destress and relax.

When we arrive back at the Resistance base, a handsome young pilot greets us.

"The name is Poe," he greets us, "I'll be dropping you off at the StarKiller base." His hair was fluffy, and looks well kept. His outfit was a bright orange jumpsuit and made his olive skin tone pop out. He was extremely breath-taking.

"I'm Krista," I smile, trying to take this all in. I'm actually seeing him again.

"I've heard plenty about you, Krista," Poe chuckles.

"Good things, I hope."

He tilts his head and shrugs, "Well, depends on who you ask. Anyways, let's head out."

When we get inside, I take co-pilot. I've always been familiar with spacecrafts, I've just never actually flown one. It freaks me out.

"So," I begin, "What's the game plan?"

"Alright, I have orders from General Organa to drop you off at a reck that one of our pilots had gotten into. Ren will think that you tried to reach him personally. As for me, I'll be landing in a secluded area and camouflaging the ship. Then, I'll be planting explosives along the main base. In two days we'll be doing bombing runs to the planets core. We thought that would be enough time for you to hopefully persuade him and leave safely."

"He's not exactly the easiest person to talk to," I chuckle.

"That's what these are for," He throws me a tiny black thing, and I look at him in confusion, "Clip this under your hair. It's a magnetic thought device. With it, any signs of danger, or you need to let us know something, just switch it on. Your thoughts will be immediately transmitted back here and someone can help you."

"Okay," I was getting kind of annoyed by all of this prep talk, it was making me nervous. I felt like little bugs were crawling up and down my skin. I feel so anxious to see him. Will he be happy? Angry? What if he knows something is up?

I tell myself to hide my fear, keep the force in mind, and stay strong. It's all I have right now. If I slip away, it's a gateway to my thoughts, a gateway to my death.

As we take off, Poe gives me a reassuring smile, and I try to smile back but I force it. We take off and switch to light speed. I close my eyes and lean back.

"You'll be fine," Poe speaks up, I look at him in disbelief.

"You don't know him like I do," I mumble.

A chuckle leaves his lips, "Very true. If he really cares for you, he wouldn't hurt you."

I think back to when I was captured and held captive. He did hurt me. Physically, emotionally, mentally. I think the only thing I'm holding onto is that I know he's good. He wasn't always bad. And ever since my memories came flooding back... I realize that I was the bad one in the friendship, but he kept me sane. Was always there for support, I just never supported him...

*Flashback*

"Ben," I cry, my head resting on his shoulder, his curls tickling my cheek.

"You told him, didn't you?" He whispers.

"Yeah, I gave him a note, and basically confessed how much I loved him. And he just threw it away and laughed! How could someone do that? Especially a Jedi in training..."

I felt Ben grab my hand, holding it tightly. He lifts it to his mouth and kisses it, softly. As if it was extremely delicate.

"You deserve better," he mumbles softly.