You are awoken rather rudely the next morning. Loud chatter and shuffling was coming from the main room in the penthouse. It sounded like dozens of people were hurrying around and packing. Just as you sit up groggily, your door slides open and Kylo storms inside, his black cloak fluttering at his ankles. You pull up your blanket and hug your knees to your chest, furrowing your brow as Stormtroopers scurry in and begin to shove your clothes back into your bags.

"What's going on?" You demand.

Kylo crosses his arms. "We're leaving."

"But we have another day here." You whine, gesturing to the city outside your windows. "Why can't we stay?"

"Because," he grabs your bra from the dresser and flings it at a rather flustered trooper. "The Resistance has been spotted on the planet Vandor. We've gotten word that they're targeting one of our weapons facilities. It requires our immediate departure. Apparently the scavenger is with them."

You rise from the bed in your nightgown. "I'm not packed for Vandor's climate. I'll freeze to death before we get a chance to fight."

"All taken care of." Kylo gestures to the troopers dragging in a bag. "Get changed and report down to the landing pad. And hurry up." He storms out of your room, followed closely by the Stormtroopers carrying your belongings.

You couldn't hide your disappointment. All you wanted to do today was explore Coruscant and now it was going to be replaced by a day of work. A part of you wondered if Kylo was doing this just to get back at you for last night, but that was just petty thinking. As you shed your nightgown and begin to change into the heavy black snow clothes, you silently complain about having to leave. You tug on gloves, snow boots, and pin a thick cloak around your shoulders as the finishing touches over your armor. A leather holster for your lightsaber is fastened around your hips and upper-thigh. It sits snugly against your pant leg.

As you start towards your door, you turn and look around the room one last time, staring specifically in the place that you and Kylo had slow-danced in. That might have been the last time he would do something like that with you. This could very well have been the last trip that wasn't for work. You sigh and turn on your heel, keeping your eyes down as you step into the elevator. The doors close, blocking your view into the emptied penthouse. When the elevator lets you out, you quickly approach the rumbling command shuttle in front of which Kylo was standing.

He places his hand on your lower back as you pass by, giving you an extra push onto the ship. The ramp retracts behind you and the door slides shut. You sit down in your seat and strap yourself in just in time for the shuttle to lift off and shoot forward at high speeds. All throughout the trip through the swirling mass of Hyperspace, Kylo doesn't look at you once. He was too busy staring off into nothingness or fiddling with his lightsaber. You could tell he was in deep concentration. You were curious as to what he was thinking about, but you also had a feeling he wasn't going to tell you anytime soon.

You bite your lip and close your eyes, focusing on reaching out towards him with the Force. Kylo had taught you a variation of a Jedi mind trick known as the mind probe. It was difficult at first, but having a Force bond with Kylo made it easier than normal. Hoping he didn't decide to turn to look at you, your fingers twitch as you extend your arm ever so slightly in his direction. It wasn't enough to be made obvious, but he would be able to figure it out if he saw you. Shivers run down your spine at the sight of the visions filling your mind. Visions of Kylo storming through a snowy forest. A girl appearing in front of him with a glowing blue lightsaber in her hand. They had fought viciously, but Kylo hadn't been using all of his strength on her. He had been hurt badly by a Blaster wound to the side. Then another image came into your mind. An image of the girl standing far away from him, only victoriously. Kylo was crumpled in the snow with a horrible lightsaber burn across his face.

With a sudden swing, you are pushed out of the memory just as quickly as you had been brought into it. When your eyes snap open and you look up, Kylo was glaring daggers at you accusingly.

"Stay out of my head." He snaps.

You shift in your seat. "I understand that you want revenge, but you need to be cautious. Redirect your anger into your fighting... just like how you taught me."

Kylo stares at you before lowering his eyes and staring back down at his lightsaber hilt. He remains completely silent for the remainder of the trip. As soon as the command shuttle bursts out of Hyperspace, the swirling white and gray planet of Vandor comes into view. The mere sight of the planet was enough to give you chills. The entire shuttle rumbles more than ever as it passes through the layer of dense clouds. Strong, icy winds batter it around and make it nearly impossible for the pilots to get good visuals. They rely solely on their sonar equipment to guide them safely to the base. Or at least, they would have if it weren't for the massive explosions guiding the way.

Kylo was on his feet before the shuttle even landed. Not wanting him to think you were unprepared--which you were--you unwillingly unfasten your restraints and rise shakily to your feet. The cabin lurches, nearly sending you onto the floor at Kylo's feet. His arm shoots towards you and he tightly grips you by the wrist, eyes glued on the view he was given through the cockpit.

"We're making our approach, Supreme Leader!" The co-pilot calls over his shoulder.

The shuttle shakily settles down on the ground and the door slides open, sending a chilling blast of strong wind barreling through. You immediately shiver, clutching onto your lightsaber as though the metal hilt would give you warmth. Kylo ducks out of the ship and snowflakes invade his wild black hair, latching onto his clothes and little bits of exposed skin. The cold weather flushes your cheeks and the tip of your nose, causing you to sniffle as you squint through the howling flurries of snow.

Vandor was a planet of pure snow and winter. It was home to rocky terrains, dead forests, glaciers, and bodies of water layered with thick ice. Unless one knew the planet well, traveling without a group would surely bring about death. The sun was hidden behind those thick gray clouds painting the sky. The deep snow crunches beneath your feet. It felt as though at any second, you would step in the wrong place and get buried up to your waist. The clanking of Stormtrooper armor drowns out the noise of the wind, redirecting your attention to the severity of the situation.

Just over the ridge, dozens of Rebel soldiers were invading and raiding one of the First Order's weapons facilities. They were no doubt taking what they could and blowing up the rest. Up overhead, the new fleet of TIE Fighters were at battle with a large group of X-Wings, filling the sky with red and green streaks. Kylo's cloak whips behind him as he begins to trek up over the ridge, leading the army of Stormtroopers behind him. As you reach the top, the two of you stay in positions while your troopers charge into battle. It was hard to see them through the slurry of white.

"There." Kylo snarls, his angry eyes narrowed at a steel gray ship parked just a ways away from the crumbling base.

You recognized the ship almost instantly. The Millennium Falcon. That hunk-of-junk had been Han Solo's pride and joy. You had joined the Solo family for dinner only once and he couldn't seem to stop boasting about how the ship had made the Kessel Run in less than 12 parsecs. Ben had always been so set about sweeping you up with that ship and traveling the galaxy in it. He had been so fond of it. Now the only thing in his eyes when he looked at it was anger, pain, and frustration. You didn't blame him for it. Suddenly, a blur of movement in a nearby treeline catches your eye.

"There-" you exclaim, pointing towards the edge of the dead forest.

A girl was trekking through the snow alongside another man. She wore dark gray robes and kept her hair out of her face in three distinctive buns. You recognized her immediately as the scavenger Kylo had taken aboard the Finalizer. You didn't, however, recognize the man she was with. He had darker skin and hair cut close to his head. Other than his brown and red leather jacket, he would have blended in with the other Resistance fighters. He seemed rather anxious; always glancing over his shoulder. You look to Kylo for his reaction upon seeing them. As his eyes land on the girl, you feel his rage intensifying tenfold. Without warning, he ignites his crackling saber and begins to storm towards her.

You take this as a signal to activate your own lightsaber. The red blade that sprung free was much more stabilized than Kylo's and you preferred it that way. Although it gave his a rather intimidating affect, it felt as though it was going to explode at any second when it was in your hands. You hurry after him, your breaths coming out in thin streams against the bitterly cold air.

"Cowards." Kylo spits, storming after them as they hurry into the forest.

You spy them coming across a massive clearing and slowing down their pace while they cross it. As you step into the clearing, you realize why. Half of it was being devoured by a lake being frozen over. The ice was incredibly thick, but enough pressure could break it. You carefully step forward, listening to it crunch and groan beneath your feet. Kylo leads the way across the deadly frozen path, although he was a little quicker than you were. The scavenger and the man she was with had stopped as well and they were facing you. Obviously they were through with running.

Kylo safely makes it across and you follow just behind him, sighing with relief as your feet hit the snow banks once more. Your gaze lifts and you lock eyes with the man.

"Finn." The girl turns to him. "Take this and run."

"Rey-" he argues as she forces a small metal object into his hands.

"Just go." She snaps.

Finn--as he is deemed--doesn't waste anymore time. He shoves the object into his pocket and turns on his heel, running back through the woods in the direction you had come from. You look to Kylo, awaiting your master's orders. He didn't seem to be concerned about what Finn was carrying. He only had his eyes on the girl. Your eyes flicker down to his hand, noticing how tight he was gripping the hilt of his weapon.

"Hand over that lightsaber." Kylo growls. "And the map to Luke Skywalker. You'll regret the day you crossed the First Order."

Rey ignites the saber and brings it up to her face, widening her stance. You nearly scoff at the sight. Her lack of training was obvious and laughable. Her dark, stormy eyes move momentarily over to you as you twirl your saber through your fingertips as a challenge, now gaining a boost of confidence.

"No." You blink up at Kylo in surprise. He doesn't take his eyes off of the scavenger girl. "This fight is between me and her."

"We can kill her easily if we-"

Kylo thrusts a gloved finger in your face angrily. "Stay here."

You glare at him and step back, watching closely as he approaches the girl. Rey's grip around the black and silver lightsaber tightens. With a yell, she brings it down towards Kylo. He deflects it almost lazily. If his ego wasn't pushing him to make a show of things, she would already be dead. If it was up to you she'd have been dead a long, long time ago. She should have been executed the moment she refused to comply.

Kylo sends the hilt of his saber crashing into her side, causing her to wince and double over. She manages to drop to the ground and roll out of the way just in time to avoid his next swing. Rey's swing towards him sends her saber sawing through a tree. She grunts as she rips the blade free and the tree groans. It begins to tip over, slamming into the ground with a spray of snow. Kylo's saber collides with hers in a light-show of sparks.

"It's not too late!" He shouts over the sound of the blades grinding together.

"Never!" She replies venomously.

Kylo pushes her blade aside and turns his back to her, readjusting his grip on his heavy weapon. He turns around when he hears her charging once more. As they go back and forth, you begin to grow antsy. You felt completely useless just standing and watching when you could very well be helping and ending this fight. Fuck it, you activate your saber once more and start towards the fight, teeth grit with determination.

Kylo roars your name angrily as your saber comes down in between them. "Get back!"

You choose to ignore him, pushing away the glowing blue blade of the saber in Rey's clutches. She stumbles backwards, staring at you in horror. Clearly she hadn't been expecting you to join the fight as well. Rey raises her lightsaber but you could see her hands trembling now. Kylo takes a furious step towards you, but you are quicker. Twirling your saber, you start towards Rey. She winces as your blades connect. Each of your strokes were more powerful than the last. In terms of training, you had the upper-hand. Rey grunts as she pushes away your saber. She isn't, however, fast enough to block your next move. Your saber slides along the inside of her thigh, sending her onto the ground in pain.

"I told you to stay back! This isn't your fight!" Kylo roars, thrusting his hand towards you.

You gasp as you are flung from your feet and sent hurtling through the air. When you come back down, you slam painfully into the snow at the base of some rocks. Snow invades your mouth, nose, and clothing. Immediately your body begins to fight back, shutting down from the unbearable cold. With a wince of pain and your last bits of determination, you manage to prop yourself up on the rock to catch your breath.

"Poe!" Rey lifts her transmitter to her lips in panic. "Come in! NOW! I need-" she stumbles back to avoid Kylo's vicious swing "-help!"

You furrow your brow, eyes widening at the sight of a single X-Wing nose diving towards the fight. It breaks away from the battle at the base and directs its aim towards the forest. "KYLO!"

He looks up and the last thing you see before a shot slams into the ground is the fear in his eyes. Snow sprays up and the ground beneath your feet trembles. Rey is thrown away from him from the impact, but lands in the snow unscathed. You couldn't even see Kylo from where you were, but you knew you had to get to him. Unfortunately that put you right in Rey's path. The sight of her rising to her feet made cold anger spark within you. Your lightsaber flies to your palm and you charge towards her.

Rey gasps as a single powerful strike of your saber sends her tumbling back into the snow. You pin her down with ease, lightsaber poised above her chest readily. Then you hear it. The loud cracking of ice splintering and a short yell of fright. Kylo. If he had fallen into the water then he wouldn't last a minute.

"Choose-" Rey grunts from beneath you, her eyes trained on your lightsaber "-kill me or save him."

Time was ticking. You immediately rise and run towards the place you had heard him shouting from. To your horror, the hole through which he had fallen was already starting to freeze over again. The water would be horribly cold and without a way out, Kylo would either drown or freeze to death. You slide across the ice on your knees through a blur of desperate tears. With a loud cry, you slam the glowing blade of your saber into the ice. It hisses and sizzles from the contact. You grit your teeth, sawing through the thick layer. It was proving to be more difficult than you presumed and Kylo's time was running out.

You finally manage to cut a decent sized gash through the ice. With a breath and a wail of pain, you thrust your hand into the icy water, submerging your entire arm in what felt like pins and needles. A single brush of cloth against your numb hand was all you needed. You close your fist around it and rip it upwards, dragging Kylo along with it. He was unconscious.

"No-" you cry "-please!" You hook your arms under his in a weak attempt to lift him.

Through the cold, the weight of his body, and now his sopping clothes weighing him down, this was nearly impossible. You are forced to release him, closing your eyes and concentrating instead on the Force. His body sinks further and further away from the surface, fading away in the inky darkness of the watery grave. With your lips pressed together and your entire body now shaking violently, you extend your hand towards the lake. Even when you hear the rush of water, you don't let go. It was taking every ounce of your strength just to lift him and you couldn't lose even a second of concentration. Your eyes snap open when you hear his body landing in the snow with a loud crunch. You drag yourself over to him as hot tears pour down your freezing face.

Kylo's skin was paler than ever and his lips were tinged blue. Both his clothes were drenched in water. His dark hair was sopping and plastered to his face. You sob, blindly clawing at his cloak in a feeble attempt to remove it. You manage to get it off and fling it aside. Kylo's chest wasn't moving.

"Please-" you beg, pressing the base of your hands on his chest.

You push down as hard as you can over and over again. It was incredible that you were managing to do anything through your tears and cold, weakened muscles. With shaking fingers, you tip his head back and pinch his nose shut, pressing your lips against his to deliver oxygen to his filled lungs. You had been taught this before, but now your mind was fuzzy and your senses were heightened. You move back down to his chest, sitting on top of his hips in a straddle to give yourself even more leverage.

A sob of relief escapes your lips as Kylo gasps and begins to cough up the water in his lungs. His entire body was shaking so violently from the cold that it was unreal. Still on top of him, you lean down and wrap your arms tightly around his neck.

"I thought I lost you," you wail. "A-Again."

Your lips slam against his when you pull away, trembling hands cupping the sides of his face. His eyes take in your terrified expression. You quickly remove your heavy cloak and wrap it around him as much as you could, rubbing his arms to create warmth. You wrap your arms around him, bringing him up to your semi-warm body. Kylo's chapped, icy lips pressed together in order to stop his teeth from chattering as he rests his chin on your shoulder. Other than the shivering, he wasn't moving. It wasn't much warmth he was receiving with you on top of him, but anything helped. You pull away long enough to fish out your transmitter.

"W-We need an immediate evacuation. We're in a c-clearing. The Supreme Leader is injured. I-I can't carry him." Your hands were trembling so much that it might have even been worse than Kylo.

"Copy that." A voice replies.