Monster (A Reylo FanFic) Wattys 2016

Chapter XII

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A/N:
So this was a really hard chapter to write. Honestly, I cried a little writing the ending. There is only two chapters left before this book is finally finished. I want to apologize for all the mistakes and errors beforehand. Also since this book is coming to an end soon I want to hear from you guys about what you want me to write about next. I've had a couple of ideas shared with me already, but I'd really like to hear more from you guys. Don't be shy to share your ideas with me. I hope you guys enjoy this chapter. Don't forget to comment and vote!

Rey's POV:

Breathe. Just breathe. If you die today you'll die being brave. You'll go down as every other Jedi who ever lived. Your death will be another sacrifice in order to protect the only part of the galaxy that remained good. You will not die in vain. Your death will not be due to your weakness, but to the unimaginative courage you hold. If you live you'll be viewed as a hero, as the savior of the Resistance. I can do this. I will not fail, not today. It was time to let my thoughts filled with rage take control and hide my heart in the deepest corner of my body. Just breathe.

"Rey you're shaking." Luke took a hold of both my shoulders and blankly stared into my eyes. His expression gave me no hints of the thoughts that roamed in his mind. "You can't do this Rey. You can't kill for vengeance, it's not right. It's not the way of the Jedi."

I backed as far as possible from him until I was left in the middle of thousands of laser shots going off everywhere. I gripped my lightsaber closely to my side, ready to activate it in any moment.

"Rey please I'm begging you, don't submit to the dark ways. Let me help you." He stretched out his hand for me to take. His eyes were pleading me to see reason, but it was too late now.

"I have to finish this or I'll live with this resentment and pain forever."

The first troops of the First Order set foot on land and immediately began shooting innocent men,women, and children. I have him one last apologetic, before sprinting off to help those in danger.

I slashed, struck, and robbed the lives of every Stormtrooper that came my way. I was past the point of no return.

I was lost forever.

The single blue light of my blade was the I my thing I concentrated on besides the noise of every dead body dropping.

1...2...3...4...5...6...7...8...9...10.

One after one they fell.

Once I finally regained my ability of sight I took notice of the lives lost and the fallen ships. Tides of people lay dead along with the waves of Stormtroopers who died not knowing anything besides being controlled by an oppressive society. Hundreds still remained fighting on both air and land, fighting for the only thing they had left.

I stopped for one quick second. That one second was enough to realize the number of deaths I was responsible for Luke,on the other hand, fought long and hard to protect the people he once called friends and family. He never took a life. Few he actually harmed but never to the point were they lay on the brink of death. He was a better person than I would ever become. He tried so hard to bring me to the light, but ultimately I had failed him.