Kylo

You’re a stormtrooper, born and raised under the First Order. AZ-2938 was your assigned name, a cruel reminder of your place within the Finalizer. You’re different, though, you’ve realized. Ever since you were young and still going through the basics of the Stormtrooper program, you’ve noticed your ability to control objects and certain emotions, even sometimes able to command people into doing what you want. You spent nights trying to research why these things were happening, and finally found your answer. ‘The Force’ is what they called it. You’ve heard stories and such about the illusive ability, the main one being how your very own Commander of the First Order was gifted with them, which is why he was so formidable. You knew how people would treat you differently after they found out about your little predicament, so spend hours and energy into masking your Force presence. You’ve had no problems so far, even when in the direct vicinity of the Commander. You wished things could have stayed that way, regretting ever stepping on the ship to Jakku. After being forced to execute innocent villagers, one’s who were crying and begging for their lives, you accidentally let your Force ‘shield’ down, projecting out a singular thought carelessly: ‘What the fuck is wrong with the Commander?’. You eye their corpses, fresh with blaster wounds, the stink of burning flesh and death heavy in the air. As you sigh and put away your blaster and turn back to the ship; only to notice the Commander is staring at you, body tense and helmet spine-chilling as it reflects the flames scorching the village. The intensity of his gaze forces you to stop in your tracks, breath hitching under your helmet. As the Commander starts stepping towards you, you can only think one thing. ‘Please don’t kill me.’ Your eyes are glued on him as he finally stops infront of you, helmet tilted down as he stares at your own. You jump slightly when his deep, modulated voice starts speaking.

“You find something wrong with my methods, AZ-2938?” He asks threateningly, drawing out each syllable of your ‘name’. You’re stiff and can feel the sweat running down your back.

“N-no, Commander.” I say, trying to keep my voice steady but it wavers due to my fear. I can feel him eyeing me, his entirely black-clad form seemingly scrutinizing me. I clasp my arms firmly behind my back. The other stormtroopers who were near me have scurried off as soon as they realized I was the one the Commander wanted to talk to.

Kylo Ren smirks at your response. He senses your fear, and it only fuels his power.

"You hesitate in your response," he says as he steps closer to you, towering over you with his height and presence. "You have something to say, AZ-2938?"

I struggle to keep my composure, but the urge to speak up is too strong. I take a deep breath before answering him.

"I just...wondered if there could be another way," I say, trying my best not to sound defiant or rebellious. "Maybe we don't have to resort to violence every time."

Kylo's eyes narrow behind his mask as he takes a step toward me.

"Violence is necessary in order for us to achieve our goals," he says firmly. "And if anyone should question that fact, it threatens everything we stand for."

My heart beats faster as Kylo speaks those words. I can feel the darkness emanating from him like waves of heat from a flame.

"Yes Commander," I reply weakly.

"You will be watched more carefully from now on." He warns me and then turns around abruptly leaving me standing there alone.

As Kylo walks away from you towards the ship ramp entrance; suddenly he stops mid-stride barely turning towards you when speaks again in an almost soft voice this time,

"You are force-sensitive aren't you? Don't try and deny it because I know what sensing these things feels like". His tone changes back into dangerously low volume: “I am intrigued by how well hidden yours was.”

Your heart drops hearing this revelation coming out of nowhere - did Kylo sense right through your thoughts?

“I can teach you how,” He continues after pausing briefly for effect, “to suppress these abilities whenever needed.” He turns back fully facing me again with helmet silently reflecting off the ember glow of Jakku’s destruction burning behind him.

You swallow hard. "I don't know what you mean, Commander," you say, trying to keep your voice as steady as possible.

Kylo Ren chuckles darkly. "Don't play games with me, AZ-2938," he says, his tone once again cold and threatening. "I could feel your power from across the village. I sensed it when you first boarded the ship to join us."

He steps closer to me, and I can feel my heart pounding in my chest.

"You will come with me," he says, a hint of excitement creeping into his voice. "We have much work to do."

Before I can even protest or speak up anymore; Kylo grabs my arm roughly and drags me along towards his personal quarters on the Star Destroyer; leaving no room for any kind of disobedience.

As we reach his private chambers; Kylo throws open the door and shoves me inside ahead of him before sealing them shut with a force wave from one hand - that’s when I realize just how trapped here now truly am.

I whine quietly once he shoves me inside. I take a glance around. His room is far more luxurious than I’ve seen during my time in the First Order. His bed is large, bigger than a king-sized, covered in black silk sheets and equally as dark blankets. The rest of the room is mostly bare, giving no indication of the Commander’s personality. I shiver when I feel him brush past me, stopping directly in front of me, a breath away. “Strip.” He says plainly, no room for arguing. My eyes widen underneath my helmet, but I know better than to refuse. I’m sure the Commander wouldn’t hesitate to kill me despite my Force gift. I can feel my heart racing and tears pricking at the corner of my eyes as I begin peeling off my white armour, head tilted down to avoid his gaze. There were rumours on the Finalizer about what Commander Ren looked like beneath the mask. Most people said he was a hideous creature, not even human, that’s why he was always clad in the mask. I didn’t really buy into those stories, logically if you were scarier looking beneath a mask shouldn’t you not want to wear it? It takes a few moments of me removing my armour before I sense the Commanders impatientness. I hurry up, hesitating slightly before pulling off my helmet, my long hair coming down in waves. I try my best not to look at the Commander as I stand there in my black bodysuit, not wanting to strip fully unless he said so.

Kylo Ren steps closer to you, his eyes scanning over every inch of your body. You feel exposed and vulnerable under his gaze.

"You are beautiful," he says finally, a hint of admiration creeping into his voice. "And yet, so weak."

My heart sinks as Kylo speaks those words. I can feel the darkness emanating from him like waves of heat from a flame.

"I will teach you to be strong," he continues, stepping even closer until you can feel his breath on your skin. "To embrace the true power of the Force."

You try to back away slightly but there is nowhere for me to go as Kylo reaches out to grab my arm again.

"Now kneel before me," he says firmly, pulling me down onto my knees in front of him.

I struggle against him but it's no use; Kylo has far more physical strength than I do. His grip tightens on my wrist and I let out a whimper as pain shoots through my arm.

"Please...Commander..." I beg, tears welling up in my eyes again as I stare up at him helplessly.

He smirks down at me coldly. "You will address me properly," he says. "As Master.”

I take a deep breath before speaking again: “Yes Master…”