Entirely Different

Chapter Twenty : The Void

"Let's discuss it on the way, we'll be late."

Kylo was true to his word, he described the remaining knights during your walk to the conference rooms in Sector C. There were three knights who you hadn't had the pleasure of meeting yet: Ap'lek, Trudgen, and Kuruk. According to Kylo, you would likely get along well with Ap'lek, who was usually the only one to get along with outsiders, being friendly and sociable by nature. Trudgen was fairly similar to Ushar, both quiet and indifferent for the most part; but he'd warned you of Kuruk.

"Kuruk is... different." Kylo mulled the words around before landing on something as nondescript and vague as "different."

You scrunched your brow together.

"Hm." You hummed, unsatisfied, urging him to continue.

"He thinks he's second in command. Your... arrival will likely feel like competition to him. Don't be offended if the two of you don't get along."

You frowned at that.

Honestly, Kylo was surprised that Cardo, Vicrul and Ushar had taken to you so quickly. Cardo was typically quite reserved and cynical, as was Ushar; and though Vicrul was outgoing and undoubtedly Kylo expected him to be attracted to you, he hadn't expected Vic to see you as an equal. Kuruk would certainly have something to say about it, at least he could count on that.

Kylo sensed you closing off beside him, shields going up as you neared the conference rooms. While he couldn't reach out and physically hold your hand, he reached out with the Force in an attempt to calm you. He felt your anxiety and leaned into it, making it his own. Then he inhaled deeply, allowing the fear to dissipate in his lungs. You scoffed next to him.

"You're not as good at doing that." She chided, small smile stuck to her lips..

He grinned in the safety of his helmet as they rounded the corner into the conference room. Your eyes fell on the large oval table, searching for the hologram device that would soon seal your fate. It wasn't in sight. Kylo pulled a seat out from the table and gestured for you to sit. The two of you were all professionalism and composure in the privacy of the corporate room, strangely misplaced as the two of you were still alone.

Kylo pulled the device from his pocket, and you watched as he placed the heavy puck in the center of the table and pressed a small button. Dial tones soon filled the room as he took his place at a safe distance from you. You took a steadying breath as light molecules shifted and rearranged to form a shape.

"Ah, the girl." A staticky voice creeped out of the puck.

You froze with ice in your veins. The Supreme Leader's eyes landed heavily on you, piercing you through the miles of space and time. You feared he could see all the way through you, through all your dreams, desires, faults and very few virtues. You gulped.

"She's just returned from training, Supreme Leader." Kylo spoke for you, sensing your fear.

You felt paralyzed, knowing you would soon be forced to speak to him, yourself.

"And? Did your knight report to you?" His head turned to his young apprentice.

Kylo nodded. "She possessed all their skills. Emotional manipulation, levitation, object manipulation, projection, and thought detection." You glanced at him, hearing admiration in his voice and fearing the Supreme Leader cold hear it too.

Kylo cleared his throat.

Snoke's eyes were back on you.

"Really?" He asked, grit and venom leaking from his voice.

You nodded as Kylo answered. "Yes."

Snoke's brow furrowed.

"So it's more than sensitivity." Snoke mused, as if taking a mental note.