Light Up the Dark

Kylo Argues With Himself

Kylo stood outside of his suite for a few moments, thinking through everything Rey had said. He wanted so badly for her to be there for HIM, not just for her training, not just for the resistance. But in time she would see that they were meant to rule together...be together. He would make sure she turned from her friends and obliterated them all. All for him, for the First Order, for the Dark side.

He felt a surge of determination, but he was immediately overcome with shame that swiped his determination away. Rey had remembered what he said and did to her in the crowd while she was drugged. He cringed at her words, at himself.

'Didn't think she'd remember that,' he sulked. She hadn't been as out of it as she looked.

He hung his head. No...no. He would not let her get to him. He could take whatever he wanted without question, without feeling. She should have thanked him for bringing her to his suite, for laying her on his bed and letting her sleep peacefully. He could have thrown her into a prison cell or worse.

He clenched his fists.

'She has to turn to the Dark side. Not only will she turn, she will choose me over everyone in the end when I'm through with her,' he thought to himself as he made his way to the nearest humanoid droid.

"Prepare suite 200 for a female guest immediately," he commanded. The droid, who looked like a black, upgraded version of C3P0, responded with a high-pitched, robotic "Yes, Supreme Leader," as it shuffled away, fearing an encounter similar to the service droids' encounter earlier that day.