Title: A Whisper From The Dark Characters: Rey, Kylo Ren, OC Summary: Rey meets her first student. It will not go as planned. Notes: I wrote a few things under another pen name over, ahem... over ten years ago. I recently saw The Last Jedi and was blown away. Enjoyed all the characters especially Luke and Leia. Too much to say here! But once again I'm enjoying reading and sharing the magic. Rey felt the cold wind whip against her face as the main bay doors opened. She squinted under her hood into the bright sun. A small transport ship lowered its landing gear and gracefully set down on the dock. Several pilots near her stopped and stared. "Who do you think it is?" one asked. The other gave a knowing look. "A force user." They exchanged glances as Rey weaved around several x-wings for a closer look. The welcome party was already waiting at the base of the ship. Commander Sim with her formal white robes and two other main officers waited below for their new guest. It was beginning. And there would be more to follow. Rey drew in a deep breath as the hangar door closed with finality. The time had come but the truth was far more tenuous. Deep down Rey knew she was no teacher. The hatch door slid open. A young Trellen boy stepped out, looking bewildered as he gazed out at the cavernous bay. Row after row of ships ready to fly to battle. She reached her mind out to him and the moment hit her like a punch to the gut. Death. Destruction. A red lightsaber illuminated the hazy smoke behind the boy. She called out but he couldn't hear her. Before she could take a step, the saber came up and impaled his back. He fell forward, face registering shock then raw fear. Blood covered her hands as she rocked him. Lifeless eyes stared up into a hazy void. She was left breathless, watching the boy walk down the ramp and shake Commander Sim's hand. "It's only a vision," she told herself. "It means nothing." But her hands were trembling. She closed her eyes to steady herself. Would his death come from her own incompetence? A familiar presence lingered on the periphery of her mind. He was always there and she worked hard to keep him out. But she was not balanced and his voice came to her. Kylo Ren spoke to her from the darkness. "It is nothing. It's useless. The Jedi and the Sith are done. There is only order and the strength to keep it." "Shut up," she said to nothing and covered her ears. "Shut up." She could not afford to open that channel ever again. Rey opened her eyes, and willed herself to the transport. "And this is Rey," Commander Sim said, turning with a smile. The boy swallowed, wide eyes regarding Rey. Did he sense her hesitation? She wondered as she sized him up. He had been torn from his family. For what? Rey extended her hand to the boy. He smiled at her with his jagged teeth as he gripped her hand. The touch sparked the vision. The red saber hovering towards his back, ready to strike. She resisted the urge to run. The boy didn't seem to notice. "I'm Baren." he said and squeezed her hand a little too hard. The vision lingered as he let up and she gazed into those innocent brown eyes. "I've been expecting you.". And dreading you. The Resistance needed more Force users. The only way to defeat Kylo Ren and his growing following. What was he teaching them? The unbidden voice came again as if he were whispering in her ear. "You are leading him to destruction Rey. Useless. Futile death." She chided herself at letting Kylo Ren into her mind again. . She would find a way to block him if it was the last thing she did. But now there was a more pressing matter. The one thought that haunted her waking moments and kept her up at night. "I am no teacher," "I'm Rey. Welcome Baren." The Commander watched them both hopefully. A hope Rey wished she could feel. All she had now was an uneasy dread.