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PROMPT POST #1 - CLOSED
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Re: FILL: When You Break (Part 9a)
(Anonymous) 2016-02-19 08:53 am (UTC)(link)'Who is the betrayer?
Who's the killer in the crowd?
The one who creeps in corridors
And doesn't make a sound.'
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It takes a moment for Rey to become aware of herself again. When she does, she realises she has pressed a hand over her mouth and that she is holding onto Finn's wrist as though it is the only lifeline grounding her.
They split apart jerkily when more noises can be heard out in the corridor. Luke, brown robes swirling around him, strides with General Organa not far behind. They are both ashen pale. Finn and Rey divide to allow Skywalker into the room. Poe's body is twitching, possibly lacking the strength to move as much as it did before. His breathing changes to a shallow rattle and Rey truly begins to fear for his life.
Kneeling by Poe's bed, Luke frowns and mutters quietly to himself. He reaches out, placing his warm, calloused palm on Poe's forehead. The skin there is clammy to the touch. Glancing up at Rey, he gestures for her to take a place on the other side of the bed. "Follow me," he instructs gently, "stay strong and remember all that you have learnt. I do not know what we will face on the other side."
She nods, laying her hand on top of her Master's and closing her eyes. Rey releases herself gently from worldly emotions, laying aside the worry and the panic and asking the Force to guide her where she needs to go. Like floating down a river with a strong current, she follows and gives herself to the dark.
"I am surprised to see you, old man."
Rey frowns, immediately working to piece the scene around her together. She is aware that Master Luke is just ahead, that they are both standing on some sort of rickety bridge. And that it is raining. Hard. It plasters her long brown hair to her forehead, but it also offers some cool relief. She takes a breath and looks ahead to who is speaking.
The unmistakeable figure of Kylo Ren – the man she fought with, could perhaps even have killed – causes her to stifle a gasp. He shouldn't be here. He must be entire star systems away. Training in his own dark arts, not preying upon the vulnerable. Her mouth twists into a frown.
"You're not welcome here," Luke replies evenly, refusing to be goaded by such pitiful taunts.
"Is this the moment where you dramatically announce you'll make me leave if I refuse to go? I've grown somewhat… attached to the pilot's mind. We've spent many-" he pauses, clearly searching for the right word, "diverting hours together."
The way he rolls the syllables suddenly makes Rey feel unclean. It hurts to her very core to think of all the private memories Ren must have been able to strip from Poe whilst he's been defenceless. It hurts to think of how he might have used them in retaliation.
"I will break your hold on the Commander and help him learn how to protect against future invasions."
Ren widens his stance and, as if he's been there from the beginning, Rey becomes aware of Poe's limp form. He is resting against Kylo's body, mostly hidden in the black fabric making up the man's robes. Poe's head, however, is clearly visible. It is almost tucked in under Ren’s chin, his sodden hair curling against the man's pale skin. With one hand wrapped around Poe's waist, Ren raises the other to his chin and tilts it upwards to an unnatural angle. The action is possessive and the exposure of his neck makes Poe look even more vulnerable.
Fingers curled around Poe's throat, Ren asks slyly, "The question is, old man, can you teach him fast enough?"
Rey bristles, desperate to do something more active- to take Poe out of the man's grip. Luke holds up an arm and she is aware of his voice in her head, encouraging calm and reminding her that Ren is baiting them.
"I'm afraid a command has been issued to procure him. I think you'll find he won't make such a lucky escape a second time around. I'll be addressing his fate personally. And permanently."
That's really all it takes. Rey is too new to this, too inexperienced in watching people she damned well cares about being threatened. "You’re a coward," she snarls. "Too afraid to face those who can match your power? Instead you've been tormenting someone who can't protect themselves from you." It's a satisfaction that Ren's lips tighten when he sees her, when he's reminded of his failure and weakness back in the snow and the pines. He is longing to face her again – and Skywalker. He'll show them both how drastically they underestimate him, how far he's progressed through the latter stages of his training.
"It's time to let him go." Rey looks up, realising that the heavy rain has stopped. In fact, the brooding clouds above them have reduced to a lighter grey. In the real world it would bring that glimmer of hope that a great storm is passing. She looks sharply across at her Master and understands that he must be working to release Ren's hold on Poe's mind. Incrementally the sky grows brighter and brighter and Kylo's dark figure seems more and more implausible. He is out of place in the sunshine, in the light.
He growls in response, draws Poe's smaller figure to him more tightly, an implicit warning not to come closer. "I strongly hope your teaching efforts are more successful this time around. Your pupil is not going to survive long otherwise. And he does seem to have such a knack for making people care for him. Just think of the grief his loss might unleash."
"The success in learning depends as much on the pupil as the teacher, Ben. I assume your Master instructed you to give us such a generous warning of your intentions towards Commander Dameron. An unusual change in his behaviour."
It is a mark of how far he's come in is training. Where once the mention of his old name, his heritage would send the blood raging through his body, now Kylo raises an eyebrow. Does Skywalker really think that will move him? That pointing blame on both sides is beneficial. The sky above is almost a pale blue now and Kylo knows his grip on the pilot's mind is being unpicked. It is only a matter of time before the link between them is completely broken. And Skywalker is regrettably right. His Master will not be pleased at this new evidence of weakness.
On the other hand, he can confirm what they've both felt – the tremor in the Force potentially suggesting the old man was shaking himself out of retirement.
He will cut his losses now. The pilot will be vulnerable to his influence for a long time to come; they won’t be able to protect him forever. "Teach him as you will. I've shown him his fate already and he will walk to it willingly when I call. But first, let us see if you can even wake him up." With that, Kylo presses a gloved hand against Poe's temple. Rey feels a brief rush of power before the figure disappears completely. Poe's unconscious form tumbles to the ground, causing Rey to dash forwards in a race to catch him.
Before they hit the ground, however, they are both-
Re: FILL: When You Break (Part 9b/9b - COMPLETE)
(Anonymous) 2016-02-19 09:06 am (UTC)(link)Poe rests more easily, his chest rising and falling at a steady rate.
Dragging a hand through his beard, Luke stands wearily. "Kylo Ren," he offers by way of a short explanation. "Rey and I will need to make sure his hold is completely broken. He's had some time to work. I am not sure how far the damage goes."
Leia swallows, desperately trying to control a fresh wave of guilt rolling over her. She wants to ask: How could they all have missed this? How could she not have sensed something was wrong? But they all know the answer. Each of them have been wrapped up in their own struggles - with new power, injuries, grief.
And Poe? Poe wouldn't have wanted to impose further trouble on anyone if he could help it. Damn Poe and his ability to hide everything behind a blinding smile. She nods tersely, but cannot bring herself to speak at the moment. Everything hurts too much.
"Master Luke, Poe will wake up?"
Fixing her with a reassuring smile, Luke nods, "He will wake. Ren was too far away to do anything permanent. It's a ploy to distract us from following him, buying him time." He almost manages to sound completely confident.
One by one, their eyes return to Poe.
Poe drifts in darkness, afloat on shadows. He is alone, but with no conception of loneliness.
It is warm and silent. He ebbs and flows on an unseen tide.
He forgets friend and foe, the prospect of destruction or rescue.
Above and below him the blackness of night, without the memory of stars or the relief of daybreak.
All he knows is exhaustion, but he drifts with the dim sensation that he is waiting for something.
Yes, it is warm and silent and he drifts in the dark and waits.
(AN: So sorry for the delay in just getting this last little bit up! Thank you again so much for the lovely comments. <3 This film gave me a lot of feels and then this prompt seemed the perfect way to express them, so thank you also to OP.)
Re: FILL: When You Break (Part 9b/9b - COMPLETE)
(Anonymous) 2016-02-20 01:24 am (UTC)(link)(Of course, that won't stop me from hoping there may yet be a sequel with a Darkpilot endgame. I guess I'll have to keep a watchful eye, just in case.)
Awesome fic. ♥
Re: FILL: When You Break (Part 9b/9b - COMPLETE)
(Anonymous) 2016-03-04 01:48 am (UTC)(link)