Entirely Different

Chapter Three : Resistance Training

05:00 came sooner than you had hoped. You had slept in a ball in the center of your bed all night, as if it would protect you from the intrusive mind fuck that was Kylo Ren. You waited in bed for longer than usual, unwilling to face the day or the Commander. When you finally left the comfort and safety of your sheets, you dressed slowly and took extra time to clean up the mess from the night before. When suddenly, there was a brisk knock at your door. Your heart leapt into your throat.

A small female voice called your name from the other side.

Jane.

You palmed the pad and the door slid back.

She stood outside, face a mixture of relief and worry.

"Hey! You weren't at training or mess hall yesterday. Where have you been?"

You realized you hadn't even eaten yesterday, and your stomach lurched with insistent rolling growls. More so, you realized you had completely forgotten of the friendship you'd made and the fact that you hadn't contacted her.

"I'm sorry, Jane. I forgot to tell you. Apparently, I've been sent to my assignment early. The trainer decided I was too advanced for the course and instructed I would be trained by my superior from now on."

"Your superior? Would that mean Kylo Ren?" Her eyes wide once again.

You debated telling her about the day before... no, definitely not.

"Yes, that's the one." Your voice was quiet.

"Oh, well keep me updated. Would you want to meet in the mess hall for lunch?" she smiled up at you.

You did your best to return a grin "Yeah, of course."

She waved goodbye and headed in the direction of sector A. You locked your door and headed in the opposite direction towards the training room. Images of the day before flashed quickly through your head. Kylo Ren, bent over you. "'Resist me'" ringing in your ears. You shoved the thoughts away, determined to keep them deep within your unsafe mind.

When you had arrived at the training room, you checked your data pad for the time. You hadn't wanted to arrive early again, and risk being criticized for it. 05:53. It would do. You squared your shoulders, held your head tall and entered the room. He was there. No cloak, today. Fitted black pants, laced up black boots, and a padded armored shirt. His trademark helmet covering his face. You headed towards him and approached his left side.

He didn't look up, but he acknowledged you with a monotonous "Officer Hux."

You rolled your eyes, "Please refer to me as 'Officer Knight.' The General and I do not go by the same name."

He turned to face you, his helmet reflecting your features. You were pleased to notice your expression did not reflect the anxiety racking your insides. He was quiet for a long moment. You saw some of your resolve chipping away in the reflection, making you advert your eyes. After a long pause, he spoke.

"Officer Knight. Very well. We'll begin today with more resistance training."

Your heart skipped a beat and you bit your lip against it. You thought you could hear a chuckle muffled by the synth in his mask.

"You'll be working with weights for most of the morning and at the end of the day you'll train against The Force."

"Are you going to stay out of my head?" You asked slowly, still not looking up to face him.

"For now, perhaps." He answered simply.

"Then how will I work against The Force?" You questioned.