Chapter Five

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-Kylo-

Her mind is weak and easily manipulated. Every time I sense that she has drifted into an unconscious state I let my thoughts carry into hers. I create the agony of her parent's death repeatedly to expose her to stinging memories.

Every new scenario I feel the frustration build from within her. The darkness is starting to seep into her thoughts. Soon she will be driven with the anger she needs to wield her true power.

She's spent countless days being physically tortured by Snoke, to break her body and muscles to form stronger ones. To spark the hate within that he so much searches for. For nights, I have been breaking into her dreams and establishing her reoccurring nightmare. Letting her relive the moment of pain over again, so that I am to render her in a state of agony and torment. I am mentally torturing her, to break her mind and find the dark spark from within her.

I know that she has potential to carry the darkest of powers. I dig inside of her mind to pull this darkness out, to shed into light what she is capable of.

She has faced so many hardships in her life, I am only slightly pushing her over the edge. Being born into slavery, living a life of a scavenger, always living with her poverty-stricken parents. From a young age, she fought for survival on the crime ridden streets of Mos Espa. He could see her childhood memories so vividly as he shuffles throughout her mind.

Her memories appear so innocent and pure. Even now, her eyes show the purity she has always carried inside of herself. Her bright, wide green eyes mask the trials she has faced her entire life. The perfectly red, plump lips that sit in such a soft pout. Her hair long and dark trailing over her shoulders in soft curls. And she is so small, so helpless. She is only a mere 5 feet and her body is set in perfect curves of a woman. I could demolish her in a moment..

My thoughts are interrupted by the ginger haired General Hux.

Speak.

Master Ren, the Supreme Leader orders that the girl be trained at once. She is ready.

I follow my orders deliberately, ignoring the annoying, unmoving presence of Hux. He is a mere human with little strength. His ranking as General means nothing to me. I shove past the annoyance of a person and begin making my way to Syn's quarters.

Once at her door, I firmly knock and wait for a spiteful response. Just as before when she refused to answer, he waited outside and closed his eyes, searching for her presence on the other side of the door. Last time her thoughts were scattered and panicked, trying to formulate a plan to escape. But this time, I can see nothing.

I step inside without knocking a second time. She is locked from within, so I know that should would be unable to let me inside regardless. The room is empty, and the bed is made. Everything in the room seems clean and organized, as if it has been empty this entire time.

Suddenly, the bathroom door opens where she mindlessly exits. A towel is wrapped around her small form and she is drying her hair softly holding a towel to dab the excess water from the brown strands. She finally realizes she is not alone and gasps, fleeing back into the bathroom and slamming the door behind her.

Now I can see her frantic thoughts again. She is embarrassed. The heat from her cheeks radiates through the door. I picture the warmth filling her face. The perfect curve she has in the nape of her neck. Her protruding collar bones that make her appear more fragile than she is. I know that she is powerful. I need to show her how powerful she is..

We will begin our training as soon as you are presentable. I will wait for you outside and show you to the training room and begin our session.

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