I sat there shaking cold. The same old, terrifying room. I was bawling until Kylo Ren walked into the room. He unlatched my restraints. I rubbed my wrists and he said "You are to come with me. Do whatever I say and you won't be hurt."

I stood up and followed him. Sweat rolled down my face. He turned to me and said "Stop shaking sweetheart I'm not going to murder you and sell your blood to someone. You know how sellers get. They'd probably love a quart of that stuff. Exspecially from you."

He took off his helmet and started looking as innocent as ever. He opened the door to a room. We stepped inside and I looked around. The room wasn't dark like the rest of the base which was surprising. Especially because this is Kylo. Kylo Ren the goth crybaby who probably listened to way too much My Chemical Romance as a teenager.

There of course was dark areas. There also was an assortment of alcoholic beverages on a table. Kylo looked at me nervously and said "You're going to be staying here, with me. For a few weeks. I suppose we will be having a splendid time together."

He looked away from me knowing what I was going to ask next. He looked down at the ground and said "You have two months then if they haven't surrendered I'll kill you. I'll spill your blood from your guts and I'm just being nice by saying I don't want to."

I nodded and sighed. A tear fell from my eye. I didn't want to die. It meant the Resistance though. It would be terrible. He sighed "Don't worry they'll surrender because they love you. They all do. They never loved me and never will. You're the daughter Leia never had. You're so much more."

I spat "Well I hope so, dickhead."