The Last Jedi is just so awesome and I kept thinking about how I wished that Reylo was a thing. After watching the trailer I thought that she would seriously follow him which would have been super cool and I thought their whole Force link was really interesting.

Currently I am writing a fanfic about Ben Solo before he became Kylo Ren so feel free to check it out! It should be done over the next couple of days.

I'm pretty sure that there are currently many stories about them out there with the whole craze going on but I hope you guys enjoy this version of mine. Its only going to be a two chapter story so yeah, next chapter will be out in a few days. I don't own the characters.

The Millenium Falcon blasted into space as quickly as it could, what was left of the Resistance huddled in it. Everyone was both happy and exhausted from their escape from the First Order, trying to get together and plan what they needed to do in order to throw the First Order out of command once and for all. Leia was still reeling over Luke's death but Rey felt calm that he was now one with the Force.

Rey sat in her room, her body lying flat on the bed as she stared at the ceiling. She thought of how crazy things had been, finding out she was Force sensitive and almost getting killed several times. Not to mention she had met the last Jedi who turned out to be almost an old wacko who just hated the very idea of the Jedi on an island in the middle of nowhere.

And then there was Kylo Ren. The conflicted man who turned from the Light and was cast ever deeper into the darkness as the atrocities he committed piled up. She knew at this stage, he couldn't possibly be forgiven but she wished, even though it was just a tiny fragment of hope that he could still be saved. For Leia's sake, he was the only family she has left in the entire galaxy. To think that she lost both her husband and her brother within such as short time span and still function, Rey really admired her for it.

Rey could still see Ren's face as he reached out for her, trying to bring her to his side. The hope lingering in his eyes was that of someone who as conflicted as he was, found someone he thought understood his pain. She understood what he was going through and she tried to bring him back to the light, but it seems that Ben Solo has gone too far to be brought back. She had prayed that the vision she had of him turning back to the light had been true, but fate ruled it out.

She closed her eyes as she let his image haunt her. His conflict was something she never knew someone could bottle up in them for so long. Forsaken by the light and the dark, he had nowhere to go. When he turned to one side, it pummeled him to become someone who was broken and when he tried to return where he once was, everything was gone.

So much sacrifices he was forced to make and he only got as far as he did now. Born to a bloodline of both privilege and curses, he was pushed to his limits at such a young age. She could feel the fear and sadness radiating through the Force from him, how he wished he could turn back but at the same time he didn't dare to turn from the path he was now. He may be the Supreme Leader of the First Order now but it wouldn't be long before someone like General Hux tries to overthrow him.

"Ben," she whispered as she felt herself connect with him. She could feel his calmness as they connected, letting them become one with the Force to leave just the two of them together. She could see him moving in the base they had left behind in a hurry, the last battle where Luke Skywalker fought. He turned around, a pair of golden dice in his hand, a relic of his father and of his old past.

"You still seek me," he whispered, his brown eyes turning to stare into her own. "Ben, its not too late to turn back. Leave the First Order and come with us. You know you can find me as easily as you can with this Force link," she said. He snorted as he turned around, trying to cancel her from his mind. "Its far too late for that now. The only thing left for me is to either destroy the Resistance or to die by your hand," he said.

Rey knew very well that she would have to eventually face him off. The entire side on the Light wants him dead and she knew very well along with him that his allies would love to see him dead as well. He had nowhere to turn to, even though she would gladly welcome him with open arms. In the times where Luke ignored her and told her to turn away from the Force, he was the one to console her. Sometimes she wished she had taken his offer to be his apprentice, even though it was just a tiny feeling but she felt guilty about it.

"Ben, don't do this to me. You know how you really feel. You hate all of this conflict. You hate yourself for killing your father. You miss your uncle. You know he regretted what he had done back when you were a student," Rey pleaded. When he was silent, she let the silence settle between them for a while. "You know he is gone right?" she asked. "Yeah. I felt it," he said as he turned to afce her once more.

"The next time we meet, it would be as enemies. As the last Jedi, I will not stop until you are wiped out from the face of the galaxy," he snarled as she bowed her head. "Then you are truly lost," she said as she felt their link severe. As the link died away, she let herself breath after she realized she hadn't done so in a while, letting the tears flow as well about the soul she could not save.