My Version of The Last Jedi: Chapter Thirty-One

A Shocking Truth

Lightning flashed and thunder rumbled as Rey stormed down the island, tears streaming down her face. She had never been more afraid, not of her adversaries, but of herself. Her meditating lesson had not gone well, resulting in haunting visions that made her wonder what the future held.

Now she was walking, to nowhere in particular. It was almost like what happened to her on Takodana after she touched Luke’s lightsaber. Maz Kanata had encouraged her to take up the ancient weapon and to follow her destiny but instead, she had run. Run to the forest where she could get away from the frightening power of the Force. And now, she was running again.

Rain began to downpour upon her, soaking her clothes and hair, making the scenario all the more miserable. She reached a steep hill and decided to forge her way up its precarious slope, grunting her teeth as she used every bit of her endurance and agility to reach the top. When she did she stared at the ocean before her, its turbulent form swelling in a hypnotic fashion.

The fierce gusts of wind blew strands of her hair across her face. A fork of lightning arced its way to the horizon followed by a great clap of thunder.

“Rey,” a familiar voice spoke.

She whirled, her hands immediately darting to the saber holstered at her side. She was surprised to see Kylo Ren standing before her as if he was really there. She knew he couldn’t be there, in the flesh, because the rain didn’t touch him. Her eyebrows furrowed.

“I thought I only saw you in my dreams?” she said.

“Obviously you were wrong,” he replied.

She kept her hand on the hilt of her saber. “What do you want?”

He took a step toward her. “I want to help you.”

Her expression became suspicious. “Help me? That seems odd considering that all you’ve ever wanted to do was to hurt me.”

“And yet, you’re still talking to me.”

“I don’t see I have much of a choice. This isn’t my dream. I can’t turn you off.”

This made his full lips quirk in a slight smile. “I have appeared before you because I want to sense the sincerity.”

Thunder growled.

“The only thing I’m sensing is that you’re trying to find a way to wriggle information out of my head. Make me forget who you are and what you have done.” Her eyes teared. “But I’ll never forget what you did to Han.”

“I don’t care what you think of me,” he snapped. “I know my mistakes. I know what I’ve done. I didn’t enjoy killing Han Solo. It’s hurt me. It…” his eyes became wet, “it made me wonder about the choices I have made. I don’t want the same thing to happen to you.”

“And how could I possibly end up where you are now?” Rey yelled back at him. “I will never be like you!”

“That’s what you think because you’re being tutored by one of the greatest legends ever to traverse the stars. But has he told you the truth?” He took another step close to her. “Tell me, Rey, do you know the truth about Luke Skywalker?”

She didn’t like the way he gazed into her eyes, as if he could read her very thoughts. No, she wouldn’t let him do that to her again. She moved away, turning her back to him.

“Leave me alone. Stop trying to fill my head with your nasty lies you snake!”

There was a moment of silence before Kylo Ren said, “Luke Skywalker killed your parents.”

Lightning flashed, the sky trembled with a mighty clap of thunder, and everything around Rey seemed to dull as the words she had never thought she would hear were spoken.

She didn’t even move. She only spoke weakly, “Liar.”

“I wish I was lying but I’m not.” He walked to her side. “Take my hand.”

She looked at him, her cheeks wet with a mixture of rain and tears.

“Let me show you the truth.”

She looked down at his gloved hand, up to his caring expression, and slowly she took his hand.

She gasped as her mind’s eye placed her in the middle of a vision.

It was nighttime. The moon was large and full, painting a beautiful field in its lunar glow. There was a simple village in the middle of this field with lanes lined with firelit torches. 

Inside one of the huts lay three people; a man, a woman, and their child who slept at their feet. It was young Rey sleeping fast, a doll tucked at her side.

It was a peaceful sight but that peace was not to last. The man woke, sitting upright. He woke his wife.

“Danger is here,” the man–a stern looking man with brown hair that lay down his back in a braid–spoke.

The woman–a woman who looked the spitting image of Rey with loose brown hair–looked at him. “Durn, what is it?”

“He’s found us.” The man’s head bowed. “Snoke told me this would happen.”

The woman whimpered, placed a hand over her mouth. She looked to her daughter who was still fast asleep.

“I don’t want to leave her.” She grasped Durn’s arm. “To leave you.”

Durn looked at his wife. “You know what you must do. Take her to Jakku. She will be safe there. Then go to Chandrila. Luke Skywalker will never think to find you there.”

“No. I will stay. I will fight alongside you. Luke can’t defeat both of us.”

Durn grasped his wife. “Amelia, don’t be stupid. Snoke taught us well but we are nothing compared to Skywalker. Our only chance of survival is through Rey. She will be more powerful than anything in the galaxy. Snoke has told us this. Whatever you do, protect her.”

Amelia began to cry as she looked to the doorway of the room. “I feel him. He’s coming.”

Durn’s jaw clenched. “I feel him too.”

He looked at his wife, she looked at him, and they kissed. 

“I love you,” he said as he ended the strong embrace. “More than anything.”

She stroked his face. “You know I know that.”

Suddenly an explosion outside startled them all into submission. Durn stood, igniting his lightsaber which blazed red in the darkness. 

“Go,” he yelled, running out of the room.

“Durn!” Amelia screamed.

“Momma?” Rey cried. “What’s happening?”

Amelia Force grabbed her lightsaber before picking her daughter up from the floor. Rey’s toy fell from Rey’s small hands to the ground, “Come on, Ora. We have to go.”

“Why? What’s happening?”

Amelia didn’t answer. She burst through the backdoor into a scene of chaos. Homes were on fire, residents were running and screaming for cover. Amelia ran forward, her daughter bouncing in her arms. 

“Daddy!” Rey, truly known as Ora, screamed.

Amelia couldn’t help it. She turned. 

In the near distance, Durn ferociously fought a man who could’ve only been Luke Skywalker. Their blue and red lightsabers clashed but it wasn’t long before Amelia could only watch in horror as Durn was kicked to the ground.

“Daddy!” Ora screamed again.

Luke Skywalker ended him with a downward strike into his heart. Amelia cried out, dropping her daughter to the ground and grabbing her lightsaber.

“Run, Ora, run!” she urged her daughter before charging Luke Skywalker with a scream full of anguish.

Ora did run but she didn’t run far. She hid behind a house, watching as her mother fought Skywalker with all the strength that she could muster. She couldn’t even cry. She could only stare at the man with the blue lightsaber who turned on the offensive, battering her mother’s defenses. And then, amidst the fiery ruins of the village, his blue lightsaber raised and fell, ending Amelia.

Ora whimpered, running to find an appropriate hiding place. She eventually did in an empty shack that sat just outside of the village’s borders. It was there that she remained to whimper quietly for hours before a woman by the name of Zeze eventually found her. Zeze was her parent’s best friend.

“Come with me,” she said. “Come with me, Ora…”

As the vision ended Rey fell to her knees, her body trembling with emotion.

“How did you know?” she managed to ask Kylo Ren.

“Snoke told me everything,” Kylo Ren replied. “Your parents were once his disciples. When they were killed and you were taken to Jakku he visited you soon after and erased your memories of that night.”

“Why would he do that?” she asked through clenched teeth. “Do you know that I’ve lived for years believing that one day they were going to come and take me away from Jakku just for it all to be a lie?”

“I am sorry. I truly, truly am.”

She stood, turning to Kylo. “Thank you…for telling me.”

“I just don’t want you to be hurt, like I was.”

She nodded but then her gaze caught movement. She looked past him, down the hill, and found Luke staring at her. Her hands clenched into fists and the air around her seemed to tremble with her fury.

Kylo’s dark eyebrows furrowed. “Rey? Are you okay?”

She didn’t answer. She pulled the lightsaber from her belt and charged down the hill as fast as she could straight for Luke Skywalker.

Kylo Ren ended the connection and began to run in his efforts to exit the castle, throwing the crown from his head. When he had learned the truth of what happened to Rey’s parents he had immediately wanted to tell her but he didn’t want her to make the same mistakes he did.

If she killed Luke she would fall down a darker path than he ever could have and he didn’t want to see her face that haunting fate. So he ran. To save her from herself.

And with their touch, he knew exactly where she was.

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