bakerstreet | Monster Transformation Meme

How kind of you.

[He was concern if she died or not. He could have put that same concern and care for Han. She wants to make another remark, but the words don't leave her lips. That flinch is enough for her to wonder how much he's in. He would rather be in pain and watch her? A bit too dedicated to the job, wasn't he?]

Be more comfortable if I was able to go.

[Minus her head and body aching, he didn't need to know that part. She's still coming into her powers, trying to use the Force to feel for the lightsaber. Rey needed that to get out. There was no way she could call for it, with it being so far away.]

[ When he feels her stretch her powers, he assumes she's checking to see if the door is guarded by anyone other than him. It's not. After JB-007's failure, he'd learned not to trust the minds of weak-willed stormtroopers anywhere near her unless he was in control. ]

There's no one outside this room, but you can't leave. There's nowhere for you to go.

[ He stands, finding his crouching position too ~~painful~~ uncomfortable for now. But as he stands, he becomes slightly dizzy, and reaches a hand to steady himself on the wall. ]

You're important, you know that? You have great potential. I see it in you.

[ Maybe if he keeps talking about her, she won't notice his shortcomings. ]

[No, it wasn't to see if there was anyone else guarding the door, but he was right. There was no one else there except for him. However, there was something off about him, something she didn't know what to make of exactly.]

You know where I need to go. [To find Luke. To bring an end to this entire mess. He knew which side she was on. In her mind, there was no point in trying to convince her otherwise--

That is until she sees him trying to steady himself. That prompts her to get to her feet. As much as she dislikes the man, she does have humility, and compassion.]

I'm not important. I'm no one. [The words easily come out enough. It's what she believed herself to be since she was younger and the same words she told BB-8 when he asked her who she was. So much had change in such a short amount of time. She takes a step towards him, wanting to see if the injuries she gave him were address already.]

And you need to sit down.

[ He knows where she thinks she needs to go. But she's wrong. Skywalker will only want to foster the Light in her, not help her unlock her true potential. ] You're wrong. [ About Skywalker, about herself.

But maybe not about him. When she takes a step forward, he impulsively takes one back, but his foot shudders. Something is wrong, and the fear of not knowing what that something is shows in Ren's eyes. He's shaking, a deep, internal shudder that comes before a thing falls apart, like the planet beneath them when Starkiller was destroyed. ]

...Something is happening to me.

[ He doesn't mean to let that out, but he's distracted. Scared. He forces himself away from her, circling the perimeter of the room until he's back over by the cot.

...Maybe he does need to sit down. ]

[Rey wasn't going to reply to his words. It didn't matter right now if he thought she was wrong. What mattered was, oddly, him. She heard those words making her concern jump to worry.]

Guard!

[She moved over to the door, trying to yell out, but there's no one. He told her that before, but she would have thought he'd station someone somewhere else. No one was coming, which left Rey trying to figure out what to do. Turning her attention back to him, she can see he's on the cot, taking a seat.]

...Remove your cloak. [Her voice is firm, bordering on an order. If he was bleeding, they needed to see where the bleeding was coming from. If need be they could rip his cloak into pieces and use for bandages. She moves from the door back to him, but as she gets closer she can sense his fear...even his pain. There was something wrong with him.]

Let me help you.

[ He will not take orders from her. He is not so weak-willed, even now, through the sharp building pain coming over him like waves. What is happening? His mind races, trying to hold onto something, anything that might explain what he's feeling. Grasping at straws, as they say.

He can feel her coming closer, and the Light inside her hurts him, blinds him. He lifts his head to glare at her, and his eyes are two pools of black, no whites, no iris, just Darkness. ]

Stay back!

[Rey manages only a single step forward only to freeze in her tracks. In ordering her to stay back, she saw the blackness in his eyes. Shock was clearly written on her face, along with worry. The Darkness she sensed in him is growing, sending chills down her spine.

It's strong, powerful.]

[ The fear she feels is palpable. Ren would encourage it, feed off of it, if he wasn't so afraid himself. He knows she sees something in him that is scaring her, he just doesn't know what it is.

He stands, stumbling towards her as the dark fire inside him threatens to erupt. ]

What is it? What are you so afraid of?

[ He rolls his shoulders back, his usual method of trying yo focus his pain and anger, but when he does, he feels a tearing sensation run down either side of his back, parallel to his spine. It makes him cry out in pain and fall to his knees. ]

[It's not her own fear she can feel, but Ren's too. Whatever is happening to him, it's making him seem like he's being consumed by the Dark Side. He wanted her to stay back, yet he's stumbling towards her. Her first instinct is to move back, but seeing him fall to his knees, forced her to move forward. He could lash out at her later, right now he needed medical attention.]

Nothing.

[It's the only word she can say as she moved closer to him, kneeling down in front of him. That cloak needed to come off. She needed his clothes to come undone so she can see what is bleeding--if anything is bleeding at all. ]

Focus on me, just breathe and focus on me.

[And let her try to see what she could do to help him.]

[ The cloak is already in tatters after their duel. And right now, breathing is about all Ren can handle. The focusing on her part, he's more reluctant to try, but then he thinks perhaps if he does, she'll realize how wrong she is about the Light being the better path over Darkness.

He fixes his black gaze on her, and latches onto her with the Force, opening up waves of fire and pain and Darkness. It's overbearing. It's flowing out of him, more than he can physically hold inside. That's why his eyes have gone black. That's why his skin has torn apart. Because the Darkness inside him is too great, and needs to find a way out. ]

[Rey doesn't want to back down from what's she's seeing. It's as though there's something trying to claw its way out of Ren, trying to make him more of a monster than anything. Was this what the Dark Side was capable of? She didn't have time to think, feeling pain and fire wash over her.

Rey grimaces, trying to block it out. She couldn't give into it. She couldn't let her mind be overwhelmed by what he's sending to her. What's difficult to block, harder than trying to keep him out of her mind is the Darkness itself. It's starting to leave its mark on her soul, staining it and that only causes her to fight harder. Fear was starting to crawl back into her heart, something that the Darkness latches onto.

A scream finally leaves her lips as the pain, fire and Darkness become too much. She's taken as much as she could from the raw power exuding from him, crumpling onto the floor.]

[ Only when she screams does he stop pressing into her mind, as though the high pitch of the sound severed their connection. He takes a sharp intake of breath, and for a moment everything is quiet and still.

Then his back spasms, and suddenly sharp bonelike protrusions are pushing their way out of the tears in his skin. They're covered in blood and sinew and wreathed in a dark smoke that shimmers in the air like sunlight through heat. His voice, when he speaks, sounds almost as distorted as it does through his mask. ]

Help me. Help me!!

[The quietness is welcomed and for a moment, Rey hopes everything is over. That both of them would pass out into the realm of unconsciousness and when they woke up things would be better. Her wishing and hoping was for naught. Whatever was going on, it wasn't over.

Rey could hear the sound of bone shifting, flesh ripping, something that makes her stomach churn, but she can't lay down. Her body is crying out for her to lay still, but she can't take the cry from Ren. The brunette forces herself up, bridging the distance between them, to reach her hand out to him. Touch was all she could offer, but at least now...now her light wasn't as bright as before. He could try to take comfort in her arms until the pain gave way.]

Ren!

[Take my hand.]

[ He reaches out a gloved hand to her, shaking with the strain of mere existence. As soon as they make contact he pulls her to him, clutching her like a life line. The Light in her still burns him, but there's a shadow over it now that makes it tolerable.

Behind him, bones crunch as his insides shift to make room for two new appendages stretching themselves out. ]

What is happening to me?

I don't know.

[Rey utters softly, finding herself being held by the man she considered to be an enemy. He was keeping her prisoner, yet she was trying to do her best to comfort him. She gently laid her hand son his shoulders, careful not to place too much pressure on his changing body. The sound of bones shifting makes her stomach twist, but...there is an odd peace that comes from being held by him.

It could be the adrenaline running through her veins, or his darkness clawing away at her, chipping down her walls little by little.]

Talk to me, about anything, just talk.. [Don't focus on what's happening. Don't be afraid..

Though, who knew if that last line was for herself or for both of them.]

[ He shakes under her touch, but is comforted by it all the same. No one has touched him this way in quite some time. It's gentle, caring. More than he's used to. More than he's had since... ]

Y-you cared very much for Han Solo. [ As the appendages behind him— wings, it would appear— slowly open, a thin layer of skin stretches out between the bones. ] Your faith in him was misplaced.

{is it strange to think she does, in some small way, care for him? She wasn't about to abandon him while he was in pain. They weren't fighting, they weren't trying to kill each other. There was no one to help him, but her.

Rey can see the bones on his back growing skin. She wasn't sure what he was becoming, or if she should fear him more because of it.]

You've told me that....twice already.

[There was a flare of anger for talking about her friend, now deceased, but...it wasn't worth bickering about.]

I felt a connection with you, and I'm not sure why.

[When he tried to invade her mind the first time and even now. The sensation was faint before, but was growing stronger.]

[ He lifts his head at that, black eyes looking into her own. He'd felt the connection too. Something familiar about the way the Force flowed through and around her. The more time they spend together, the more sure he becomes that this is no coincidence. ]

I think... Have we met before?

[ A long, long time ago. In another lifetime, under a different name. ]

No...we haven't...

[Not to her memory, not for her to recall. She remembered bits and pieces of her childhood before Jakku, but nothing else. She only remembers waiting for a family that may or may not come back to her, but she stubborn enough to believe they would.

The connection between them is strong, making her look at him without fear, without worry. His eyes may have changed, but she knew them...from when, she wasn't sure. But her hand rose up to place itself on his cheek.

Who are you?

Not Ben Solo, not Kylo Ren...he was someone else, someone who made her want to reach out to hold him like this and care for him.]

We haven't, but... I know you.

[ He leans into the touch at his cheek, skin clammy and cold. The fire within him is dying down, calmed by her presence. His own hand raises to tentatively curl around her back, holding her close. ]

Don't.. leave me.

[How? A simple question that could have thousands of answers, or none.]

I won't.

[It was foolish for her to say such a thing. She would have to leave him, if she wanted to find Luke, if she wanted to put an end to the First Order. Yet, she sounds so sure of mind when those words fell from her lips.]

Are you feeling better?

[ Such a simple question. And perhaps the answer is simple as well. Because as Ren takes stock of himself, of his connection to the Force, of the changes to his body... He finds that yes, he is feeling better. The pain, the fire, he can't feel them anymore. ]

Yes.

[ His gaze drifts off to the middle distance as he experimentally flexes his new wings. ]

I feel ...whole.

Good.

[No more pain, none that she can sense anyway. However, now that he was feeling better, what would he do with her? Rey isn't afraid of what he's become, if the circumstances were different, she would be curious about his new body, but now...

What would he do with her?]

Ren? Ren...

[He was gazing off somewhere...was that a good sign or a bad one?]

[ The muscles that control his wings are stiff, but strong. He thinks maybe they could carry him, should he try to fly.

But she's speaking, and it grabs his attention, once more pulling him back from getting lost. ]

Hm? What.

Do you want to stand?

[To get his barrings? Or should she try to let him go? No one else was coming for them. They were still isolated from everyone else. The Darkness was strong within him now, so much it starts to send chills down her spine.

Perhaps she should let go of him. Perhaps it was time to go back to being enemies.]

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so sorry for the lateness!

It's alright! I'm still enjoying this.

warning: grossness

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