The Force Within (Kylo x Reader)

Chapter 1

          I watched my parents scream as I was dragged towards a ship by-- stormtroopers? It slowly started to make sense. The ships, the blasters, and the ginger-headed man. Star Wars. It's real. As exciting as this would be at any other point in time, it was the opposite now. Why did it have to be the First Order to arrive? It couldn't have been the resistance seeking new recruits? Or even the Hutts looking for more slaves? The feeling of hard armor supporting my weight as my legs stayed limp, grazing the ground, made me realize that this wasn't in fact a dream. With every passing second, I could hear the yelling getting quieter. So this is it? This is how I get my grand introduction into something I romanticized all these years?

          It's dark. Cold. Silent. The metal flooring stings as my toes make contact. I move my concentration from the floor only to make eye contact with General Hux himself. I can see the vexed look in his eyes. The unrelenting distaste for me sitting on his tongue.

He looks at me with hostility and mutters, "What a waste".

          I meet his gaze with an equally hateful stare. I yearned only for my family while I was dragged into yet another corridor. How big can this ship be? The stormtroopers throw me into a cell and, to my dismay, I stumble onto the floor. I am not the strongest girl, but I'll be damned if I allow them to see any weakness in me again. I need to appear strong if I am going to be able to find, let alone save, my family. I wonder where they are as I sit on a small cot, the only piece of furniture that occupies the cell. I only have a few moments to ponder the situation at hand before the cell door forcefully opens once again.

          A droid rolls itself in. A seemingly innocent thing. Fascinating. That's one thing I always loved about the movies, their attention to detail. I still cannot fully comprehend that the stories of the galaxy are real... and I'm living in it. It's definitely not how I would've liked to imagine myself in the movie - stuck in a jail cell. For what reason? Were they going to make me a slave for The First Order? Did they think I knew important information? My mind is frantic. All of these thoughts pass in a matter of mere seconds. I turn my attention back to the droid. It seemed as though it was looking at me, checking me out. It comes closer to me.

"Hello, I am 2-1B! This will only hurt a bit."

"Wha-"

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          My eyes flutter open, slowly. White. Everything was white. It was taking a while for my eyes to adjust, but I could hear beeping. It was low but prominent. The smells of chemicals began to infiltrate my nose. I must be in a hospital bed. I cautiously lift my head, still feeling groggy. I then realize I am in the ship's med-bay. The droid must have brought me here. Or was it a stormtrooper? Who all saw my unconscious body being dragged through the halls? I didn't even want to think about it. And why? I was healthy, I thought? When I finally gained back my sight, I could see that I'm not alone. That stupid droid was in here. Hasn't it done enough already?

"What's all this about?" I ask it, though I doubt it will be of any help.

"Hello, I'm 2-1B!" it replies.

          I knew it. This droid is not going to be useful in the slightest. Once again, I am left with only myself to count on. Come on, think! There has to be some way out of here, but how? I can't fly a ship. Wait. Finn. Finn! If I could just find him, maybe he could help me get out of here. He does betray the First Order, after all. All I need to do is figure out which one of the white helmeted bastards is him. Wait. He can't fly. Alright, that's fine. There has got to be another way out of here. Think. Take a deep breath and think. Hold on. The droid.