Riptides

C h a p t e r O n e

KYLO:
I was pacing in the darkness of my room when I heard it. At the time I was scared and frustrated, knowing that a girl who had just learned her strength in the force,  the girl that I couldn't get out of my head, had just bested me yet again out in the white snow.

I'm sorry. I'm so sorry.

It kept repeating it, over and over, so softly and caring, so nurturing and guilty at the same time. The voice was of the girls. I knew it was hers, no one else's voice had that much effect on me. How is she talking to me?  What is she sorry for-

Everything.

This time I jumped. I felt the sensation of power and my connection towards her, like a rope. I'm feeling her drift farther away from me, and it physically hurts, like someone is ripping at my skin.

"Make it stop!" I think to myself. I can't be this distracted, this wounded, by someone I hardly know, let alone know the name of.
But yet, this curiosity I have for her, this admiration I can't help but foster gets in the way of my thoughts. The way I felt with her in the snow- our sabers locked, our eyes glued together, the force moving all around us, it was incredible.
I still feel her tugging at me, an invisible anchor that has attached itself to me.
I can't help but try to talk back.

What do you mean?

I wasn't completely sure how she was communicating, so I just talked in my head. I'm eager for an answer, but hoping that it's all been in my mind.  I wait for a response, silent and patient, listening for her smooth silky voice for only me to here.
I start pacing again, thinking about how ridiculous this is, experimenting with the force, trying to contact my enemy. I hate myself for this, I'm only weakened by my curiosity. My pace quickens, wondering if I'm going crazy, that all this force connection thing and how I can here this girl in my mind, is just an illusion.

I didn't realize how exhausted I was until I looked outside and saw nothing but a black void. I should have realized that I needed rest, knowing I had a blaster wound in my side and I used a lot of strength when I had to fight off the girl.

"Fine, don't answer!"
I whisper harshly to myself. Then I realize how insane I sound, wanting to talk with a voice in my mind that just happens to be the girl I need to kill. I walk to my bed, and pool the thick, dark blanket over myself. Even though it was thick and soft, it had a coldness to it, which was oddly comforting.
I close my eyes, letting myself drift away.

........

I was in the forest, and it seems a dense, white blanket of snow covered the ground.  I trekked through the cold as my feet ruined the perfect smoothness of the snow. There was someone here. I could feel it in my chest. I checked for my saber, Incase I needed a weapon. My hand reached for my where it would be, but it only grasped air. I here rustling in the woods, it's getting closer.

"Shit!" I blurt out.

The rustling stops, and I here a crackling behind me, an electric hum. It was familiar and I was hesitant to turn around. Slowly I move my head, to maybe get a glimpse of who I'm up against. I see amber eyes and an emotionless face. She was familiar, but a stranger all the same. I move the rest of my body, as calmly as I can, around to face my opponent. Her saber was red...
Utterly familiar I try to look at it better, then I looked at the hilt of her saber and my heart drops.

She has it. Why would she have it?!

She starts walking forward. And I try to move back, but I was still as stone. She had her hand outstretched towards me,and I felt the force between us. Still, nothing was familiar about this girl, but I could tell that I knew her.
She was a foot away from me now, her, MY saber down, in calm position.