Ben shifts the covers up and over his arm that is chilled from the cool air coming in from the cracked balcony door of their quarters on the base. Keeping his arms wrapped around Rey's small frame, he shifts her a little closer and nuzzles his face into the back of her neck, feeling the warmth radiating off of her.
She lets out soft little coos as she dreams, her eyelashes fluttering occasionally and her fingers twitching around his arm. Her smell is intoxicating and he can't get enough of her, trying with every fiber of his being to get as physically close as he can to her without invading her space too much and irritating her as a result.
Just as he's about to fall back asleep, a loud crash comes from somewhere on the base, followed immediately by footsteps and yells of troopers running from their individual posts to go investigate what is going on.
Ben quickly uncovers and takes a few quiet steps to the door, slipping through the crack they left open overnight to investigate what's going on from the balcony. From his vantage point of their private quarters, he's unable to see anything but can hear the increased volume coming from the direction of the main hanger.
The interior door of their quarter's slams open, bouncing off the wall with a loud thud and Ben turns on his heels back into the bedroom, pulling his saber to him, and igniting it in front of his face in a swift motion.
The red light refracts off the dented and worn masks of the knights and Ben lowers his saber with a relieved sigh, keeping it ignited due to the adrenaline coursing through him keeping him on guard.
"What's going on?" Rey demands as she gets out of bed and wraps a robe around herself in response to uninvited visitors in their bedroom in the early hours of the morning.
"We're under attack by the resistance," Vicrul explains from behind his mask.
"We almost snuffed them out, surely they don't have enough manpower to cause any damage," Rey reasons, moving to stand next to Ben who rests his hand on her hip and pulls her against him. Bb-D9 beeps an annoyingly fast string of noises behind them and Ben attempts to kick the droid away as a message to be quiet.
"On the contrary, it seems they have been tirelessly recruiting and have quite the fleet putting them at a larger advantage than we were expecting."
Rey bites her lip and looks from Vicrul up at Ben, the question of what they should do etched on her face as she pulls the robe tighter around her.
Another boom rings through the air and Rey pulls her saber to herself. "We need to go," she orders, marching into the closet and changing rapidly, not caring if she's in view of the Knights.
Locating her combat pants, boots, and shirt, she dresses in them, covering herself head to toe in all black. Her holster that is meant for both her saber and blaster is located on the top shelf and she pulls it down to herself, securing it around her thigh quickly before concealing herself in her hooded cloak with red lining.
Ben joins her in the bedroom after dressing as well and the Knights follow, the eight of them marching down in the hallway, their boots almost making a unified cadence on the polished metal floors.
A door opens down the corridor followed by the heavy thud of the trooper's boots and blaster fire. Rounding the corner into the hanger to the other end, they are met head-on with a thick cloud of smoke that makes it hard to see anyone from either side of the battle.
Ben reaches out to the side at the first sight of someone, sweeping them off their feet and dispelling them to the side, not even bothering to look to see who it was. "This way," he orders, pointing towards the direction of their transport.
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Darkness Within
FanfictionSet after Kylo reveals to Rey the reality of her identity and addresses what could have happened if Rey would have actually taken Kylo's hand. I play with the idea of Dark Rey while also fulfilling my need for happy Reylo at times *Some mature lan...
