"How many people have you killed?" Julie Evans asks, afraid of the answer she may receive. Kylo Ren shrugs. "Thousands. Maybe more." His eyes look dead. No kindness crosses his features. Slowly ever so slowly he raises his hand as if he is going to touch her. His fingers send shockwaves through the air. A silent threat that sends shivers down Julie's spine. His nearness causes the air to feel thick and warm. Feeling the tension in the air, Julie instinctively moves away from him slowly, trying not to provoke his wrath. A flicker of sadness crosses Kylo Ren's face at her reaction, as if her fear and rejection somehow hurt him. "You say I'm not your prisoner, and yet any chance I have to leave your side, you take it upon yourself to keep me near. Why?" "You're here because I willed it. And you will assist me because I command it." Kylo states with authority. She scoffs in disbelief. "What makes you think you have power over me?" "Because you have no choice." His voice harsh and his words ominous. "You're at my mercy.. But it doesn't have to be that way." 3,856 WORDS (Cross posted on AO3)