Young Writers Society

I in no way shape or form own star wars. I simply write these type of stories for my own enjoyment. All credit goes to George Lucas. This is my first time posting to this site so here we go and i hope you like it. This is set after Tfa once Rey gets back from finding Luke.

I felt my mind slip back into unconsciousness. My dreams of my home planet Jakku had slipped away like sand in the wind. I cried softly when I tried to get up only to find my body was restrained to a cold interrogation table. My head was throbbing, my dehydration racking my body with pain, my throat was dry. I felt an unfamiliar wave of panic wash over me as I tried to free my arms from their restraints.

As my vision cleared I saw a clone standing over to the side of the pressurized door. The clone, with his stark anonymity the face of the First Order, turned hid head towards me then turned quickly and marched out of the room at a brisk pace. I breathed slow trying to slow my ever quickening pulse. I knew the clone was going to get him.

The him Kylo Rein.

Even his name shook me to the core. I closed my eyes, willing my pulse to slow down but the door opened and he came in.  His body seemed bulky, but if it was because of the armor I didn't know. He had a mask on now, detaching himself from our very tence situation that occurred some time ago.

" I know what you want from me, and you will never be able to retrieve it." I said as he tried too penetrate my mind just as he did when he wanted the location of the bb unit I helped smuggle a while back.

He failed at the interrogation just as he did before. But I had information he wanted and he would not stop before he got it.

 I remember when Kylo first stormed out but not before pumping my veins full of a drug to make me fall unconscious once again.

I was still groggy, my eyes a little blurry, and the dryness of my throat all keeping me from blocking him out this time. He immediately broke down the walls I had weakly set up in my mind.

I could feel him, ripping through memories even I had forgot about and playing them before my eyes making me remember everything he wanted me too. He saw my weakness when my family left Jakku, he saw my hatred for the First Order, he saw my determination to live when I had no money for food, he felt my hatred for myself when I wanted to give up.

"I meant what I had said earlier, I can take whatever I want even from someone as strong as you." He paused, took off his mask, then got close enough to me that I could fell his hot breath. My mind was racing, my dredged up memories throwing me from my consentration. I couldn't hold on any longer, my mind was on display for the Sith Apprentice "Do you know what the best form of torture is?" He pulled his hair back and tied it. "One would think it is purely physical. I, however think the greatest damage can be done using psychological torture. You can break a person that way, don't you agree?"

Just like that he was back in my mind ripping through it like a podracer. Just then I saw his brow crinkle, he was getting weak and I could feel it. A look flashed across his face, a look that would make Snoke kill. It was at that moment I saw it, he had compassion for me. This gave me strength and I blocked him out. I was now tearing through his memories replaying everything he tried to forget about.

"You have the force flowing through you. I have felt the pull to the light ever since I left Luke Skywalker." His breath washed over me. "Do you know how it feels? The force is like a drug and usually the Dark Side will sate my desires, but with you its different."

I shivered at his words knowing what he meant. I felt the light call to me, beckoning me to reach out and flow power through my body.

"I know you feel the power of the Dark Side calling to you just as the Light calls to me. Can you feel it?" He released the restraint on one of my hands and pressed it against his chest. I felt his heart beat, the dark encasing his heart, the power flowing throughout his entire body. I shivered, gently grabbing at the darkness with my mind.

"You should be draped in the silks of queens not doning the garb of Jakku citizens." He slowly brought himself closer to me until our lips were not far apart. A slow whimper escaped my throat. I felt his power encasing my own. My eyes searched his piercing glare for a sign of fear, his soft, pink lips, his dark, raven colored locks and perfect, olive skin. I felt a twinge of fear when his lips made contact with mine. I moved mine softly against his. He picked up the pace and moved his lips against mine with fervor. My mind was lost, his eyes beckoning me to betray myself and the rebellion, my convictions left and only Kylo had my thoughts. I couldn't tell whether or not he was in my head or this was my idea and he was mearly watching, He quickly over took me throwing my head back with his mind. Ren's lips leaving mine and traveling down my jaw and neck as he bit a soft spot, I jerked back. He growled angerly at the abrupt hault of his pleasurable assault. I pulled back unsure of whether or not to continue. My mind was so conflicting but his lips were so addicting. He leaned forward and said three little words in my ear

"We have cookies"

And that was that he had seduced me to the Dark Side.