Author's Note: I will be posting 'character' chapters for the next couple chapters, while I work out some plot details. These chapters do not have much action but they're also important, to understanding the characters' motivations and struggles. As for wattpad issues, these 'upgrades' are almost as scary as the Ruling Order upgrades in this story! Thanks for reading :)

KYLO

Kylo Ren paced the floor of the empty Command Center. The full overhead lights hadn't come on yet, since it was still technically sleeping hours. Hux had woken him early to tell him some important news, which he wanted to share in person. Likely something he'd messed up, otherwise he would have just told Kylo over the comm system.

Kylo's hand itched to pull out his light saber and slash everything in sight. The girl was distracting his focus, making him feel things he didn't want to, bringing desires to the surface that he'd successfully buried long ago. She was visiting his dreams and confusing him. Her hate for him, mixed with desire, was so intoxicating. It was her weakness, one he hadn't expected. But it could also quickly become his weakness too, if he wasn't careful.

A noise from the hall got his attention. He stopped pacing, expecting to see Hux, but it was just BB-9 passing by. He moved his hand away from his light saber. He had to calm himself. His emotions were alarmingly high and that made him likely to lash out in anger, which could end up getting Hux killed. But Kylo didn't feel like killing Hux today. Hux was a good General, disciplined and firmly focused on Galactic domination, something that Kylo needed to get his attention back to. Lately Rey had been consuming too much of his thoughts.

He continued to pace the room. He understood the loneliness of being highly Force sensitive. He'd lived with it all his life. But she'd only recently awakened to her Force sensitivity. He couldn't even imagine how overwhelming that would be at her age. He'd had years, since he was a child, to master it, to learn to stifle his emotions, or at least, the ones that were harmful to him. Anger suited his purposes, but things like love and desire, did not. He'd been shutting those emotions away for so long he'd almost forgotten they existed. Snoke had shown him how to do it.

But Rey was young and passionate. These needs would make her weak and she would break down if she didn't find a way to cope with them. It was obvious she hadn't been very successful in repressing them, judging by the dreams he'd been having. He could sense her unfulfilled need for affection. He'd seen that same need in her the first time he'd read her mind, in the interrogation room. But now it was stronger than ever. Yet he knew her options were as limited as his were. With being so different than everyone else around them, romantic notions weren't a luxury they could partake in. It was far too dangerous to reach out to a non-Force sensitive person with such passions.

She'd have to find an outlet for these emotions before they consumed her. She was overwhelmed with loneliness and feelings of being an outcast, a pain he'd been able to channel into rage and a desire for power in his own life. But she refused to channel them appropriately, she just let them consume her and bring her down, which would destroy her confidence. He'd offered to teach her, to train her to be strong. But she hadn't accepted his invitation to join him and now her power was overwhelming her. She just kept holding on to some righteous code which didn't apply to them. They were different than everybody else, Rey and Him. And Temiri.

She needed to be set free, but she was still resisting. In battle, they were equally matched. In self control, he was more susceptible to anger but she was more susceptible to her unmet physical needs. If she'd started out Force sensitive when she was younger, she would have mastered some control over these things, as they developed over time. But now she may become a slave to them, like he'd been a slave to Snoke with his need for fatherly approval. He'd finally destroyed that, but he'd suffered a lot before he reached that point of freedom. Rey would suffer a lot too, under the hands of other men, if she didn't deal with this. And Kylo wasn't going to let that happen.

If this weakness became her downfall, it would be such a waste of a powerful destiny. She had no one to guide her through this. He knew she wouldn't accept his invitation again, so he'd just have to help her, whether she wanted him to or not. It was either him, or someone else that came along to take advantage of her. Like that Resistance pilot. Kylo had once thought she'd turn to FN2187 as a lover. But Finn was not competent enough for her. The pilot however, could pose a problem.

Kylo frowned. He hadn't expected his desires to be awoken so powerfully in his dream. He'd become violent while attempting to get Rey to admit her own needs and deal with them. He'd have to be more careful next time. Now that he'd found a way to reach Rey, through her unexpected desire for him, he could finally bring them together. She was the only one in the Galaxy, who was suited to stand at his side.

HUX

So the boy was Rey's brother. Word had spread through the Stormtroopers that Temiri was from Jakku and was Rey's long lost brother. The girl was but a child herself, still a teenager, Hux guessed, yet she'd managed to kill Snoke, even while Ren was there. Two against one. The thought was mind boggling. He still couldn't understand it. There had to be more to the story. Nevertheless, whatever had actually happened, she'd killed Snoke and escaped Ren. It had given Hux a new found respect for the girl, and now that he knew Temiri was her brother, he could truly appreciated how brilliant it was for Ren to have captured the boy. This was a big advantage to them.

Hux's steps slowed as he reached the elevator. He was in no hurry to go tell Ren about the TIE fighters, but it had to be done. He stood there, looking at the elevator door, knowing that as soon as he got in and it reached B-deck, he'd be right outside the Command Center.

"I have the elevator access codes," a little voice said behind him. "If you need them."

He turned to see Temiri, dressed in a miniature Commander's uniform, hair washed and combed back neatly. It was like seeing a smaller version of himself.

"Where did you get that scar?" Hux asked, noticing the boy's swollen hand. Hux had enough experience with light saber burns to know how much it probably hurt.

Temiri raised his chin. "Master Ren gave it to me," he said, as though proud of the fact.

The thought of Ren hurting Temiri angered Hux for some reason, even though he'd been scheming to poison the kid just a few hours ago. What did Ren want to do? Belittle and torment the boy the way Snoke had done to them? And yet, it made sense that Ren would act the same way toward a child apprentice, as he was treated.

Temiri stood straight, a confident stance which contradicted the many emotions in his eyes. The sight of him reminded Hux so much of himself as a child that it made him uncomfortable.

He pushed the elevator button hard and Temiri stepped up beside him, as though to wait for the elevator, too.

"Leave," Hux snapped at him.

Temiri blinked, the only sign that he was surprised at the command. Then he turned, and quickly walked away.