"So we meet again, Jedi."

Kylo Ren's voice was low, slightly distorted due to his intimidating mask.

The Supreme Leader of the First Order had been chasing you around the galaxy, practically. His mission was still partially to wipe out any and all Jedi. So after your first-ever contact on some backwater target, you had become a target.

Though over the past few run-ins you two had experienced, his interest in your death had dwindled in favour of burning interest. He loathed you... For taking over his mind like this. Who were you? Who taught you? How did you escape his Knights of Ren?

You were a mystery, and he wanted it solved before he ended you, simple as that, right?

"It would be easier for you to just surrender."

Kylo Ren spoke, igniting his unstable red lightsaber, intending to fight you until he could take you as a prisoner. He didn't know why the thought of you defeated and in his custody was so nice... Perhaps he could prevent the next scar from marring your skin. He knows they multiply by every meeting...