In fields where nothing grew but weeds,
I found a flower at my feet,
Bending there in my direction,
I wrapped a hand around its stem,
I pulled until the roots gave in,
Finding there what I'd been missing.The Good Left Undone- Rise Against
Kylo Ren paced, his anxiety and impatience obvious to the invisible onlooker behind him. It had only been a few minutes and he was already a wreck. It could be hours or even days before Rey came out. If she comes out at all.
He couldn't think like that, Rey was strong. She'd do what she always did, she'd handle it. He silently wished she'd had a working saber to take with her, though he knew it would be no use against the monsters inside those walls.
"No need to worry, she'll be fine."
Kylo swung around, saber hissing, ready to strike down whatever interloper dared disturb him. He found himself facing a man a few years older than himself with reddish hair and beard. He was dressed in the cream robes of the Jedi. He had seen him before, in Anakin's visions.
"What are you doing here?" He hissed, not disengaging his lightsaber despite it being completely useless against the Force ghost. How many of these damned things was he going to have to put up with?
The ghost grinned. "Ah, you recognize me then. No need to get touchy, I just came to keep you company while Rey completes her test."
"Is there any way I can get you to go away?" Ren spit.
"I'm afraid not. You're stuck with me for a while."
"Can you at least be quiet then?" Kylo lowered his sword.
"Certainly, if that's what you wish."
The two stood in silence for a time, the ghost calm, the Supreme Leader silently seething. It finally became too much. "Why are you really here? To try and turn me to the Light?"
"I thought you didn't want to talk." The spirit teased. "I wanted to meet my namesake, see what kind of man you were."
"We've met. Now leave." Ren growled.
The ghost laughed again. "I can't, even if I wanted. I'm here until Rey's trial is completed. She's doing well, I might add."
At this Kylo's interest was piqued, his curiosity and concern for Rey beating out his pride. "You know what's going on inside?"
"Not details, but the general idea."
Maybe this won't be so bad after all.
"Hmmm. Your grandfather was right, you do have it bad."
He was really getting tired of hearing that. "I do not. I need Rey's power."
"Fine, deny it. But don't come running to me once it's too late."
"When what's too late?" Kylo seethed.
Obi-Wan adopted a solemn tone for the first time. "When she decides to move on. The Dyad makes you soulmates but doesn't guarantee that you will love each other. You're drawn to each other, but love is a choice. If you want her to acknowledge you as anything other than a temporary ally, you need to take the first step."
Kylo's jealousy flared at the thought of Rey leaving. "She'll stay. I'll make her want to stay. We're supposed to rule together."
The ghost shook his head sadly. "I knew your grandmother Ben, quite well. I served as part of her security service for a time. You and your grandfather have similar taste in women it seems. Rey is very much like Padme; Intelligent, independent, powerful, kind, courageous and passionate about her deepest held beliefs."
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Confronting Fear
Fanfiction"When I offer you my hand again, you'll take it." What if Kylo Ren had been right? What if Rey had taken Kylo Ren's hand when he offered it the second time, deciding her best chance at defeating Palpatine and saving the galaxy was with him? But can...