Cold Mask (Kylo Ren X Reader)

Chapter 8

It's been about a month since you decided to become Kylo's apprentice. Never have you felt so lonely and trapped. Nowhere to go, no one to talk to. No friends...

You kept tossing and turning all that night, imagining life back home, laughing and chatting about flying with Poe. Thinking about home gave you this warm feeling, one that you have never felt, while being stuck on this miserable base.

You had a log day, it consisted of you being 'foolish' or 'pathetic'. Kylo wasn't the best motivational teacher, but he did know what he was doing.

Grunting uncomfortably, you prop yourself up on your elbows and rip the gray sheets off your body. Standing up and limping towards the window. You always felt the window as a glint of hope, a shimmer of light in the dark. But, all you saw was nothing but blackness. No light escaped inside or out, as if the planet was swallowing every bright morsel.

The sight affected your mood, making you feel glum. But a small smile painted your tired features. 'Funny how this planet can affect my mood, or is it just me? Probably just me.'

You yawned still trying to lighten your mood, with little success you became bored of your cold, bland room. The month has been mostly being stuck in a room, with small segments of training a day. You've started to learn how to control a little bit of your power, which helped with the being useless feeling you get when being near Kylo.

Even being stuck on a base for 30 days, you still have no way to navigate the base. Your first order from Kylo, was to not wander. You were always afraid to break that rule, for you learned that he has a bit of trouble controlling his temper.

Slinking to the locker to change out of your nighttime attire, before you left. The warm training clothes beckoned to you and you couldn't resist its temptation. Peeling off your freezing clothing, you tossed them into the trunk. The cold air hugged your bare skin and you shivered, making you crave the warm clothes even more.

The icy touch of the metal handle made your skin bristle with goosebumps, whilst opening the small door of the locker. The contents of the locker was made up of two of three types outfits, one for everyday work, the second for training, and lastly, nighttime, each one pure black.

You grabbed the everyday outfit and carefully slid the black pants on, along with black calf-high uniform boots. The boots hugged your leg, making you feel comfortable with the scar, decorating your skin. Though you couldn't see it, it always made you self-conscious, reminding you of that dreadful day.

Then you grabbed the black uniform coat, it's fabric was smooth and silky, wrapping itself around your arms and torso. It went up all the way, covering your neck and warming you up gradually.

A shiny piece hung from a hook inside the locker, it was some sort of belt. Unhooking the silver uniform belt, you slid it around your abdomen. It was slightly big, but it wasn't much of a problem.

The last piece of clothing left to the outfit, were dark leather gloves. Which was good for you, since your hands were always numb from the frosty atmosphere.

You slid them on and walked out of your room, when you were suddenly stopped by a trooper guarding your quarters. He blocked you with his gun, cocked and ready to fire. You've never liked this guy, even from day one.

"Back into your room, immediately!" He barked at you. You frowned, after all that changing, and to be stopped by your 'best friend'. You looked directly at him, glaring. The trooper stood his ground, no matter how may times you threw him the stink eye, which was usual routine. This guard always got on your nerves, all you wanted to do was take a stroll through the halls. Is that too much to ask?

Now you were irritated to the last bit. Running a quick hand trough your h/c locks, you shrugged passive aggressively. "Fine." You responded, frustration dripped from your sentence as you went back into the room. You were starting to regret the automatic sliding door, for if it was manual, you would've slammed it like a angry small child.

Racking your brain to rid the trooper, you thought about the raw power inside of you. Strength you couldn't quite yet control or comprehend. But, recently Kylo has been working with you on mind tricks. The mere thought overwhelmed you, instantly you obtained an idea.

Smugly, you ambled back out into the hallway, facing the guard. The trooper let out a patient sigh, once he spotted you again. "I already told you to go back inside, are you that stupid?" He remarked, clearly aggravated. Trying not to sucker-punch the living daylights out of him,as usual, you relaxed and furrowed your brow, staring right at him.

From a third person point of view, you would've looked absolutely unhinged, creepily focusing on the poor trooper, who was now more disturbed than aggravated. "This lady is completely crazy, where does Kylo get these people?" The trooper uttered to himself while backing away one step.

Ignoring his remark and the way you look to others, you concentrated hard. Then, something in the back of your mind clicked. As if you already done this before, you began to speak. "You will let me out of this room." You stated, blank of any emotion. You didn't understand what you were doing, but whatever it was, it worked wonderfully.

The trooper lowered the gun, not fully under trance. "What?" He questioned confused and dazed. "You will let me out of this room." You repeated impassively. The trooper was now fully under. "I will let you out of this room." He stated, as if it was his own decision.

"Thank you, kind sir." You smirked happily and strolled down the hallway, content with yourself. 'I am the greatest.' You laughed in your head, while twisting and turning down a maze of metal walls. You roamed pass various soldiers, they seemed to ignore your presence, unlike the previous one.

After about 27 doors, you distinguished a large door, enormous compared to common ones around the area. Just by being in it's presence, you felt a void of evil emitting from the room itself. Something unwelcoming and sinister lurked behind that door, something you knew right away you didn't want to encounter personally.

'Ah, puny creature. It's fun to see you struggle and writhe in pain. It gives me power to see you sorrowful. Welcome to the corrupt side. I can sense your sinful future, no need in preventing it.'

That voice, the hoarse malevolent voice you loathe. The one that makes you cringe in fear. It called to you, you can feel it's presence. Right behind the very door towering over you. You gasped in fear and stepped back, tripping over yourself, only to fall against a soft wall. Wait, not a wall. You reluctantly turned your head, to have your face meet with Kylo Ren's helmet.

'Oh, boy'