Dream A Little Dream - Kylo Ren - Chapter.01
M for Mature -After the events of Rise of Skywalker, Kylo expected to be dead. Instead he has awoken on an unknown planet.
Amelia runs a charity helping children find foster families. She bumps into Kylo in his time of need.
Can she help him find his way home?
The smell that engulfed him made his nostrils shrivel in disgust. He blinked slowly, realising his cheek was against the gravel. He pushed himself up, the atmosphere was odd. It smelt horrific.
He looked at the trash bags he was surrounded by, muffled noise coming from the building next to him. He brushed himself down and looked around. Some back alley, surrounded by trash.
He didn't understand, one minute he was with Rey and the next,..fuck knows where.
He patted himself down, no lightsaber, no weapons. He panicked, if anyone recognised him, he would have to rely on hand to hand combat. He closed his eyes tightly, trying to feel something..But there was nothing. No force. Anywhere.
He swallowed hard as he opened his eyes again, he needed to get outta there. As he moved, he felt the immense pain from a wound on his side. He staggered against the wall, breathing heavily.
Amelia locked up the building and pushed her scarf around her neck. She threw her keys in her bag and walked down the street. It had been a day of tantrums and ducking random objects being thrown at her. Some kids wanted to be fostered and well, some reacted violently.
As she walked down the street, she smiled as she inhaled the smell of fresh pizza coming from Lucian's pizzeria. She scolded herself, reminding herself she was on a strict diet. Those Thanksgiving pounds weren't gonna move themselves.
She frowned as she heard a crash. Probably the raccoons trying to get a thrown out slice. She carried on walking past the pizzeria. She yelped as a shadow jumped out in front of her. She scrambled in her bag, trying to find the pepper spray.
"I'm armed, don't try a fucking thing" She yelled grabbing her perfume and holding it up. She looked down to see a man lying against the wall. He must have flung himself there.
"You call that a weapon?" He hissed through his teeth. She looked at her perfume bottle and swallowed. Her eyes glanced at where the man was holding his side. Against her better judgement, she put the bottle away and knelt down near him.
"It would still sting if I sprayed you in the eyes" She replied. She tried to move his hand but he growled at her, trying to manoeuvre away, but failing miserably.
"You understand me?" He asked deeply. She frowned and moved close to him again.
"Yes, should I not be able to?" She asked raising an eyebrow. He didn't sound out of the ordinary. He didn't seem to have an accent. "Look that wound or burn is nasty. You need to go to the ER"
"I need to make contact with Rey. Take me to your communications" He winced.
"Communications?" She repeated with a shake of her head. "Look you can use my phone to call whoever, just please, we need to take you to a doctor."
He looked at her, his cold defense slowly fading. He nodded and let her help him up. She couldn't help but awe at the size of the man as he leant against her.
"What's your name anyway?" She asked as she tried to walk him to her car. She could tell he was trying to not put his full weight on her, but he was still heavy.
"Ben..Kylo.." He yelped as he leant against her vehicle. He wasn't sure who the hell he was anymore.
"Strange name. Well Ben Kylo, my name is Amelia. Nice to meet you" She said opening the door of her car. He looked at her skeptically, it was a tiny mode of transportation. She gave him an assuring smile which he returned with a glare as he bent down, trying to manoeuvre into his seat. She closed the door and climbed into the drivers seat. He expected the vehicle to take off as she turned the ignition, but there were no flying controls at all.
"Is this as fast as it goes? Where are the jets?" He asked and she chuckled.
"Look it's an old car, I get it. But it gets me where I need to be." She replied. He ignored her response and looked out the window.
"This is a strange planet" He mumbled quietly. He wanted to know how he got here and how he could get back to Rey. He needed to retain some kind of control of the Universe.
"Look, the hospital are gonna ask what drugs you are taking. I think it would be wise to tell them the truth so you can get the best care" Amelia replied sternly. She had seen her fair share of drug use, but this was very odd. "Do you have insurance?"
"I don't know what that is" He replied as he closed his eyes, he needed this pain to subside. He couldn't spent anymore time listening to this female question him.
"You don't have insurance, I assume you don't have any cash or savings." She groaned when he didn't respond. "Okay, so we're gonna have to fraud the system."
"Where am I?" He asked, his eyes now boring into her.
"Well this is Staten Island. Part of New York I guess you could say" Amelia replied. She had no idea that this was gonna be her Friday night. But she couldn't just let the man sit there, wounded. "If anyone asks, we're married."
"I wouldn't marry you." He said a little too quickly. She scoffed in her seat as she pulled into the hospital.
"Yeah well you aren't exactly my dream man" She replied with a frown. "It's for the purposes of your medical needs Ben."
"This better be a quick process. I need to get back to my planet" He said gruffly and Amelia rolled her eyes.
"You're telling me buddy."
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