Shooting For The Stars - Reylo

Chapter 3 - Rey

I hadn't expected to come face to face with him again so soon. When Luke told me that Kylo would be here, I had thought he would have waited at the main base. I didn't expect him to come to me.

Ever since the vision I had felt different. I had been able to see a future where he was Ben. A future where I was with him. It was stupid. Foolish even to think like that because now standing in front of him I realize I was wrong. He is still Kylo, and I am still his enemy.

I take a step forward, and although thoughts rampage through my head I keep a straight face careful not to give away my conflict. Kylo matches my motions and almost instantly the battle resumes.

Lasers fly past my head and both sides are in a ruthless battle with each other. Everyone except me and the man in front of me. It feels almost as if there is a barrier around us. It's like it's only us on this bloody battlefield.

"You changed your hair," he points out staying planted in his spot. I don't say anything. He is clearly trying to distract me.

"It doesn't have to be like this. I don't want this anymore than you do," he shouts over the battle raging around us. He steps towards me. He looks desperate as if he means it, but I know better.

I scoff a sneer pulling at my lips. "It's too late for that. You're a monster, and nothing can change that."

He looks defeated in a way. "I'm not a monster," he says as if he's trying to convince himself more than he is of me.

"Look around Kylo. This is all because of you," I bark my voice a roaring wave over the sea of soldiers. A few turn to watch our argument, and I can feel anger roll off of me. "You destroyed the Republic, and you want me to believe you can change."

"The Republic isn't the reason you don't trust me," he says. The battle has died down enough that most of our troops are watching us instead of fighting. "It's Han."

I had been avoiding talking about him because now instead of anger I only felt grief. He knew Han was my weak point in all this. He had been the only family I had.

"You don't have the right to say his name," I stammered my voice starting to break. "He deserves better than you."

"You weren't there. You don't know what it was like," he yells. I had angered him now.

"I knew enough. I knew that he loved you more than anything," I whisper. I knew he would have wanted me to bring you back. He would have asked to to at least try.

What was I doing? I knew what I saw in our vision. He had been Ben, and he had asked me for help. Who was I to turn him away? We were both searching for ourselves, and maybe, just maybe we aren't as different as I think.

It was too late though. In Ben's rage he was already marching towards me, his saber glowing at his side. I tried to call out to him through the Force to ask him to stop, but he blocked me from his mind.

I drew my saber ready to face him once again. He drew near anger in his eyes. I'm sorry, I thought as he raised his saber for the first strike.

I go to meet him when a laser shoots him through the shoulder. He drops his saber and clasps his hands over his wound. I turn looking for the source to see Finn behind me.

"How'd you?" I start putting my saber in my belt.

"Did you really think I was going to let you go alone?" He smiles as he walks beside me.

I look back towards Ben. He's sitting up his hand over the hole in his shoulder. This isn't like before. I can tell by the way he moves. Ben let Finn shoot him, and if wanted to he could still fight back. Instead he sits on the ground waiting.

"It's time to end this Rey," Finn repeats drawing me out of my daze. He is pointing his blaster towards Ben's head. His eyes are filled with hatred. I've never seen Finn like that, and it scares me a bit. It doesn't stop me from stepping in front of his loaded blaster.

"No," I command. I look around at the troops gathered behind him. "Bring me a restraint."

"What are you doing? This is our chance," hisses Finn. His blaster is still pointing at me.

"Put it down Finn. I know what I'm doing," I whisper to him. He looks hesitant, but slowly he lowers the gun. 

"I hope you do," he mutters as he holsters his blaster. He wanders away to find the restraint I asked for.

I turn to the small group of stormtroopers behind me. They are petrified. I had just "defeated" Kylo Ren. To them he was supposed to be unbeatable. He was a god. Of course they were scared, and I could use it to my advantage.

"All of you can either be prisoners of the Resistance or we can do things the hard way," I shout trying my best to sound intimidating.

"How kind," Ben mutters still holding his shoulder.

"Shut up," I snap watching the stormtroopers carefully. Slowly one by one, each stormtrooper lays down their weapon and steps towards the group.

I wave to the Resistance to collect the troopers when a rifle blast cuts through the air. I didn't sense it fast enough.

I feel it rip through my right side. It feels as if the lava of Mustafar itself is inside me, and it's consuming everything around it. It's as if Time slows. I can see Finn rushing back through the crowd. Lasers flash over my head. I can't tell who's firing them.

I'm in a daze. Like I can't focus on anything and my vision starts to darken. I feel my knees start to buckle. I'm falling, I think assuring myself that I've actually been shot.

"Rey!" A voice calls but it's drowned out by the deafening silence in my head. I feel a set of strong arms wrap themselves around me before I hit the ground. I barely have time to see Ben above me before the world goes dark.