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Living your whole life as a mortal to discover that you are not in fact a mortal is just as bizarre as it sounds. Maz had called her a late bloomer upon her awakening three months prior, “but powerful” the wizened old woman had said after her first proper magic lesson in the following days.
Rey has spent the last three months deep within the magical underworld that has always been right under her nose. Her new friend Rose strongly believes that Rey has always been in touch with her mystical side, but her circumstances had kept a very strong veil over her eyes to truly seeing the world around her.
“If you hadn’t ran into Kylo Ren the way you did, you may have never truly believed,” Rose had concluded over a dinner a week ago.
“You think Kylo Ren caused my awakening?” Rey had asked.
Her friend had nodded empathetically. “Kylo is one of the most powerful and notorious demons out there, he’s managed to do a lot in the name of Snoke. But you were able to stop him Rey, minutes after coming into your powers when you physically ran into him on the sidewalk when he was cloaked in magic to hide from human sight. You’re connected.”
Which is how she ended up here, with a crudely drawn summoning circle on her living room floor surrounded by every crystal, herb and flower she could get her hands on to entrap a demon within.
“I want to speak to Kylo Ren,” she says loudly and clearly while holding the ancient spellbook Maz had given to her.
The circle lights up with an eerie glow and one bright flash later, Kylo Ren appears before her eyes. Rey is surprised at how little he looks like an actual demon, there’s no horns and he’s distinctly lacking the scaly skin she has come to associate with his type. In fact, he looks more human than anything, tall, dark and handsome, which is very fortunate, considering what she’s going to ask of him.
Kylo turns slowly until he’s facing her, and goes to step out of the circle with a smirk before he realizes he can’t get a toe over the line.
“Powerful,” he murmurs more to himself than to her.
“You’re Kylo Ren?” Rey asks, surprised by the shock in her voice.
“The one and only. And you’re Rey, the newest member of Maz’s coven of misfits and nobodies. Why am I here?”
“You caused my awakening. How?”
The demon actually laughs. “Straight forward I see, I like you Rey.”
“Answer me Kylo, or I’ll send you back.”
He rolls his eyes in such a petulant manner that Rey almost sends him back anyways. Too bad she has a need for him.
“I assume it’s because despite yourself, you’re attracted to me. You saw past my spell because you had the ability to, and you’re awakening happened because your body reacted to mine.”
“Is that so?”
“Well, you’re not denying it little witch. Magical beings such as us are naturally attracted to one another, power entices power, magic entices magic. We’re one in the same.”
“So you’re attracted to me?” she asks with a tilt of her head. This was going to be easier than she thought.
“Yes.”
“And if I asked you a favor, would you do it?”
“Favors from demons is serious business Rey, I’m sure Maz told you that.”
“She mentioned it. Now will you at least hear me out?”
The demon just nods and urges her to continue. Rey is fairly certain at this point that Kylo would be happy to help her in whatever way she requests, even without having to offer him what she’s about to.
“I want to find my parents. One of them had to have magical abilities, and I’ve started to believe the reason we have never reconnected is because they, or someone else, magicked us this way. I want your help.”
Kylo nods. “I’m sure Maz also told you that when courting favors from demons, there is usually a trade involved. Say I help you find your family, what do I get out of it?”
“My virginity,” Rey knows her face is about 73 different shades of red right now, but it’s the only thing of value she really has to offer, even if she thinks the social construct of virginity is only meant to shame women for having natural desires.
“Pardon?” Kylo asks, visibly taken aback. Clearly this was not what he was expecting from her.
“I remain untouched. It’s uh, it’s really the only thing I have to give you. As you can see, I have very little in way of things,” she replies as she spreads her arms out and gestures to her sparse home.
Kylo just stands in his circle, but Rey can see the way his mind is working something out.
“So, do we have a deal?” she finds herself saying towards the floor instead of meeting his gaze.
“How about I offer you a trade instead? I’ll help you find your family, if you do me the honor of wearing this?” he asks as he magics a ring out of thin air, a solitary oval cut stone on a band of yellow gold.
“What?”
“Become my wife Rey, and together we will find out what happened to your family.”
“We hardly know each other. And you’re a demon.”
“I wasn’t always. I think you could help me with that too.”
Rey hesitates. “I have to think about it.”
“You do that. I can wait,” he says as he plops himself down on her floor.
“In private.”
Kylo grins. “Alright little witch, I’ll be back in a weeks’ time. Give me your answer then.”
“Thank you Kylo.”
“Please Rey, call me Ben,” he says before he shimmers out of existence.
She looks down at the oval ring that has found its way to her left hand and bites back a grin of her own.