by Ian Doescher
   I did prefer my former poverty,
   Not knowing that my parents had the wealth
   Of parentage and ancestry to boast.
   Fie! This unask’d-for affluence doth reek.
   Perturbing birthright, legacy of filth,
   As if the drops of Palpatine’s rank blood
   Let loose within my veins were naught but bile,
   Polluting any good with utter hate.
   And Kylo Ren, what shall I do with him?
   The words he spoke—that we a dyad are—
   Is’t possible he may be credited?
   Ne’er did I hope to join our two accounts,
   E’en when his offer is the galaxy.
   Rey is not Ren, yet what shall Rey then be?
   Eventually, riches come to naught—
   Vain is the hope that rests on pedigree.
   I must not take the path of th’Emperor—
   Let me not on such borrow’d wealth rely.
   Endow’d with Jedi wisdom, peace, and strength,
   Depend on this: I’ll pay to each their due.
   Enter POE DAMERON and CHEWBACCA aside, in the cockpit.
   POE
   They follow not, which turneth my heart cold:
   Insufferable gloom pervades my spir’t.
   CHEWBAC.
   Egh, egh.4
   POE
   —The landing gear is broken? What?
   What nonsense dost thou talk! To what degree?
   [Calling:] Finn, Rey, can ye assist? It seemeth our
   Ability to land is dubious.
   Enter FINN.
   FINN
   Let us attempt to fix the landing gear,
   That we not fail for want of softer ground.
   REY
   Obtaining the wayfinder is our sole
   Objective; finding Exegol is all.
   FINN
   ’Tis what we do pursue e’en now, in faith.
   REY
   He kill’d my mother and my father, too—
   I shall find Palpatine and him destroy.
   FINN
   These words have not the sound of thee, sweet Rey.
   Full well I know thee—
   REY
   —Thus do many say.
   How many people lately say they know
   Precisely who Rey is? I am afeard
   None know who Rey is truly, in her soul.
   [Rey and Finn brace themselves as the
   Millennium Falcon crash-lands on Kef Bir.
   Enter EMPEROR PALPATINE, in beam, and KYLO REN on balcony.
   PALPATINE
   Th’apprentice of the Jedi liveth yet.
   Perchance thou hast betray’d me. Is it so?
   Make me not turn my fleet upon thine own.
   KYLO
   I know where she is bound, and shall pursue.
   She ne’er shall be a Jedi.
   PALPATINE
   —Make it so!
   Be certain of thy words. Kill her at once.
   [Exeunt Emperor Palpatine and Kylo Ren.
   Enter C-3PO, BB-8, and D-O as they disembark
   from the Millennium Falcon with REY, POE, FINN,
   and CHEWBACCA. They walk to the shore and behold
   remnants of the second Death Star in the water.
   D-O
   Say! What is that?
   REY
   —The Death Star, what remains.
   An evil place, left o’er from war of old.
   POE
   If ever island were enchanted, this
   Is it. An island made of steel and brick—
   Look on the size of it. We shall be years
   In searching for the thing we need within.
   C-3PO
   Dear, dear!
   REY
   —“ ’Tis only this blade tells.” Those words
   Shall prove a clue unto our purpose true.
   [Rey pulls Ochi’s dagger from her satchel.
   Perhaps a point along the hilt—a-ha!
   [She pulls a small extension
   from the dagger’s hilt.
   The blade shall tell us ev’rything, methinks.
   [She scans the Death Star with the blade
   until she finds a point where the shape of the
   blade matches the shape of the wreckage.
   We’ll find our way to the wayfinder there.
   Enter JANNAH and her band of WARRIORS, riding ORBAKS.
   POE
   This island is a very sing’lar one—
   The Death Star first, now threats at ev’ry side.
   Beware, my friends, here comes a troubling band.
   [Poe and Finn point their blasters
   at Jannah and her crew.
   JANNAH
   Harsh landing, worthies.
   POE
   —Would a madman have
   Been e’en so wise as this, to land it thus?
   Still, worse I’ve seen.
   JANNAH
   —And better have I seen.
   Are ye from the Resistance hither come?
   POE
   Mine answer doth depend upon yourselves.
   Are ye but demons that exult in the
   Damnation of your foes? Who are ye? Tell!
   JANNAH
   Transmission we receiv’d from someone known
   As Babu Frik.
   C-3PO
   —One of mine oldest friends!
   JANNAH
   He said ye would come hither, and that you
   Our final hope do represent. Is’t so?
   REY
   We must unto the wreckage of the base.
   There’s aught within that we must needs obtain.
   JANNAH
   By water I can take ye thitherward.
   FINN
   Hast seen the water? For ’tis rough and wild.
   JANNAH
   Yea, presently ’tis much too dangerous.
   E’en when the morning sun shall raise his car
   Above the border of th’horizon, then
   We may make our approach.
   REY
   —We cannot wait.
   We’ve no time.
   POE
   —Nor, it seems, a choice. In the
   Consideration of the faculties
   And impulses that overcome our toss’d
   And wearied minds, let us this respite take.
   Let us unto the ship and make repairs.
   [To Jannah:] Have ye spare parts?
   JANNAH
   —Some, aye. I’m Jannah call’d.
   [All proceed to the Millennium Falcon to
   work on the ship except Rey, who exits.
   C-3PO
   [to Poe:] A dreadful situation in th’extreme.
   Is ev’ry day with thy lot similar?
   ’Tis madness.
   POE
   [to Chewbacca:] —Pray, remind me, Chewie: did
   We find a way his volume to control?
   What doth he mean by yowling in that kind
   Of style, e’en like a catty-mount?
   CHEWBAC.
   —Egh, auugh!5
   [Elsewhere in the ship, Jannah
   hands a part to Finn.
   JANNAH
   Take thou this part—an oh-six, yet should suit.
   FINN
   Full thanks. Yet, hold—for something seems amiss.
   The provenance of this, thy proffer’d part,
   Is’t not from the First Order?
   JANNAH
   —Even so.
   There is a cruiser old on our west ridge,
   Which we have stripp’d of parts. ’
Twas once our own—
   The one to which my band was once assign’d,
   The one in which my band did once abscond.
   FINN
   Amazement plentiful o’ercomes my heart—
   Were ye of th’rank First Order?
   JANNAH
   —Not by choice.
   Conscripted as mere children were we all;
   Tee-zed-one-sev’n-one-nine was once my name,
   If e’er a number could be call’d a name.
   FINN
   Eff-en-two-one-eight-seven was mine own!
   JANNAH
   E’en thou?
   FINN
   —Ne’er knew I any but myself
   Who from the vile First Order did abscond.
   JANNAH
   Deserters, yea! Each one of us was once
   A stormtrooper. ’Twas at the battle fought
   On Ansett Island—there we mutinied
   Together, after we were told to fire
   Upon civilians, which our consciences
   Could ne’er allow. We could not do the deed,
   And laid our weapons down with single mind.
   FINN
   Indeed? The lot of ye?
   JANNAH
   —The company
   Entire. In retrospect, impossible
   It is to say how the collective act
   Took root in ev’ry heart and mind as one.
   ’Twas no decision—
   FINN
   —Born of instinct pure.
   A feeling.
   JANNAH
   —Yea, a feeling.
   FINN
   —’Twas the Force.
   The Force did lead me here, among this group,
   To Rey and Poe, my dearest friends in th’world.
   JANNAH
   Thou speak’st as if thou knewest it were real.
   FINN
   ’Tis real. I need no evidence thereof—
   At first I was not certain, yet am now.
   None but the Force could lead me unto them,
   None but the Force could power so much hope,
   None but the Force could guide our searching steps,
   None but the Force, which binds, surrounds, protects.
   [They walk aside. BB-8 approaches Poe.
   BB-8
   [to Poe:] Blox flewflig rooh zood bleerooq flir zilf blee
   Reej flliflit blis blav flirzooz bleeflib blay?
   POE
   What dost thou mean, to ask of where Rey is?
   Hast thou not seen her? Raise alarum bells,
   Their tintinnabulation shall resound—
   A world of solemn thought their melody
   Compels—Finn, Jannah, come! Rey’s fled and gone!
   [All rush outside. Finn uses
   quadnoculars to spot Rey.
   FINN
   My lass of folly rides upon the sea!
   Such waves she faceth, nearly tipping o’er.
   So unforgiving is this tempest grave,
   I fear our Rey shall soon a shadow be.
   JANNAH
   Took she a skimmer? Brave and foolish both.
   POE
   By hell, what was she thinking of? She who
   So well doth know the nature of my soul
   Could not suppose her act would make me glad.
   FINN
   ’Tis plain: we must go after her anon.
   POE
   Her actions make my nerves and spirit sick—
   Sick unto death with that long agony.
   We shall repair the Falcon and go forth
   To rescue her when first we’re able to.
   FINN
   Nay, if we wait so long, she shall be lost.
   POE
   ’Twas she who left her friends behind, afeard—
   A pile of nothing but commingl’d gloom.
   What wouldst thou do, Finn, swim?
   FINN
   —She’s not herself.
   Thou knowest not the demons she doth face,
   The battles she is fighting deep within.
   POE Yet thou dost, eh? So happy, dauntless, and
   Sagacious art thou, that thou know’st e’en this?
   FINN
   In faith, I do, as Leia also doth.
   POE
   The truth should be inviolate above
   All things, e’en this: I am not Leia, Finn.
   FINN
   With damnèd certainty thou speak’st not false.
   JANNAH
   [aside, to Finn:] Come thou with me. Another skimmer I
   Can offer thee, an thou wouldst take the risk.
   [Exeunt all but Poe.
   POE
   Ah, dream too bright to last! His words, they sting;
   O, Finn, the friend—nay brother—of my heart,
   I would that we were not at odds herein.
   Friends have I known throughout my blessèd span,
   Close allies, confidants most plentiful,
   Yet none were so well suited to myself
   As thou wert from the moment we first met.
   Thou art the other half who makes me whole,
   As one doth think of Poe, one thinks of Finn.
   Thou art the voice that doth my sentence end,
   Before I speak it, thou dost fill it in.
   Thou art the map that puts me back on course,
   When I veer wide, thou settest me aright.
   Thou art the books, the arts, the academes,
   That show, contain, and nourish all the world.
   Apologies, dear Finn, I owe to thee,
   For my hotheaded and quick-temper’d bile—
   I am the fire, thou art refreshing rain,
   And once again I need thine easing cool.
   Let us, when we are mad, not stay so long,
   That sooner and that sweeter comes the time
   When our two minds united are again,
   The glad reunion of two wills in one.
   This storm that passes by us shall surcease,
   The sunshine break upon a greater peace.
   [Exit.
   SCENE 4.
   On the second Death Star.
   Enter REY, who begins to climb.
   REY
   Years on their years have pass’d since this bleak base
   Exploded into pieces o’er the air.
   The shell of it is harsh and horrible;
   In shades of gray and gloom its ghosts reside.
   Ne’er did I, as a child upon Jakku,
   Think ever I would see the very place—
   Here where the Empire ended years ago.
   Exciting ’twere, if not so dangerous,
   Fantastic that I should such hist’ry touch,
   Observing it with ev’ry sense I have.
   Rehearse thou not thy wonder longer, Rey—
   Climb, rather, t’ward the end thou must achieve.
   Experience doth make a simpler task—
   Perforce I have turn’d scavenger once more.
   Recall the steps, maneuvers, placement that
   Once I relied upon for daily bread.
   Fear not, but cautious be, for in this wreck
   One small mistake may quickly fatal prove.
   Unto the level accurate I’ve come,
   Now through this hall, with vacant helmets strewn.
   Dread filleth me—here is the Emp’ror’s throne,
   Pulsating with the Force like mine own blood.
   How now? A door doth open, bidding me—
   [A door opens. Rey walks through
   and it closes behind her.
   Enclosing me e’en as I
 step within.
   Night is not dark as ’tis within this room,
   Obscuring outer sight and inner calm.
   Methinks I nearer draw unto—a-ha!
   E’en there, the wayfinder before me lies.
   No trap awaits above or underneath—
   Oblique the path that led me to the goal,
   Naught here but rubble, darkness, shades, and fear.
   She grasps the wayfinder. Enter DARK REY,
   brandishing a double-bladed lightsaber.
   DARK REY
   Rey, never be afeard of who thou art.
   [They duel.
   REY
   O, ghoulish vision born of hell’s own heart!
   I yet may change these shadows I have seen.
   [Dark Rey snarls at Rey. Frightened, Rey
   stumbles backward into the former throne
   room. Exit Dark Rey. Rey drops the wayfinder.
   Enter KYLO REN, picking up the wayfinder.
   KYLO
   Look thou upon thyself, and be asham’d.
   Thou wouldst prove to my mother that thou art
   A Jedi, heir to that proud legacy.
   Instead, herein thou provest something else.
   Thou canst make no return unto her now—
   E’en as thou didst depart Jakku to make
   A new life with the weak Resistance, thou
   Hast made departure secondary here,
   And never shall go back into their fold.
   See, thou and I are one—I also have
   Ta’en steps that led me permanently from
   The life that once I led, in former times.
   REY
   Give me the wayfinder.
   KYLO
   —The dark side doth
   Reside within our very natures, Rey.
   Submit thereto.
   REY
   —Give me the wayfinder.
   KYLO
   Thou never shalt proceed to Exegol
   Unless thou ventur’st forth withal myself.
   [He crushes the wayfinder in his hand.
   REY
   Nay, villain!
   [She brandishes her lightsaber. They duel.
   KYLO
   [aside:] —Dodge and sidestep, yet she doth
   Stiffen the sinews, summon up the blood,
   Disguise fair nature with hard-favor’d rage,
   Then lend the eye a terrible aspect.
   [Kylo Ren turns on his lightsaber and
   jumps outside, onto the wreckage
   by the sea. Rey pursues him.
   Enter GENERAL LEIA ORGANA on balcony.
   Enter R2-D2 and MAZ KANATA on balcony, aside.
   LEIA
   What shadows spread their darkness o’er my sight!
   The Force speaks in clear visions unto me:
   My son and mine adopted daughter caught
   In conflict vicious, battling to the death.
   MAZ