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Rey wasn't sure how long she stood there, looking upwards out of the alleyway she was standing in while awaiting Finn and Rose's return. There wasn't anything in particular she was looking for, and she could sense no incoming danger; she just soaked in the endlessly varied colors and lights reflected off of the gleaming metal surfaces of Coruscant and its ever-full airways of traffic, line upon line upon line of ships stretching all across the planet. She still remembered the thrilled awe she felt when she first gazed on Takodama from the cockpit of the Falcon, covered in greens at a size and scale she'd never dreamed of. But Coruscant- Coruscant topped even that. All the stories and descriptions she'd heard throughout her life of the city that covered an entire planet could not begin to convey the feeling of being there, of feeling the hectic crush of city life and its unending sensory overload. If she hadn't had the Force to steady and center her, she didn't think she could have handled it.
Reflecting on all this, she craned her head around the building once again to take in the huge size of the Jedi Temple , rising up from the other end of the plaza. It was radiant in the Force, but a radiance tinged with the sadness and loss that had plagued the Jedi and the galaxy the past few generations. It was huge and overwhelming as well, but in a much different sense than the city around it.
While researching everything about the Temple she could draw from the texts, Rey had started to think about later on, if they pulled this crazy plan off and actually won. Would she- the simple, uneducated scavenger from a backwater desert- relocate to Coruscant, occupy a massive, ancient temple on her own, and restart the Jedi Order there? Or was there another way, another place, where she could start over, really separated from the ghosts of the past? Had Luke reappeared to her at any point, she would have immediately started peppering him with these questions. But there had still been no visitations by her Master since she'd snapped at him back at the base.
A warble from around her leg broke her reverie, and she glanced down to see BB8, its head swiveling up to examine her in an expression of curiosity (at least, she knew the droid well enough to know it was curiosity- most beings were not so attentive where droids were concerned).
She smiled, "Just thinking, BB8. Don't worry about me."
Another warble, this one not directed at her, was the response.
"They're alright too. They'll be here shortly." In fact, she could already feel the approach of Rose and Finn from behind in the Force. Assuming they spotted no guards or other obstacles on their reconnaissance, this was it; the mission to infiltrate the Jedi Temple and- hopefully- spark the last battle of the war was about to begin.
In mere minutes, her sense of them solidified as they turned around the other corner of the alley. Neither Finn nor Rose, nor Rey for that matter, were wearing anything significant in the way of disguises. Coruscant was such a melting pot that people who consciously tried to hide tended to stick out all the more. And besides, if Kylo Ren were around and consciously searching for them, no physical covering could mask them in the Force. But that had not happened yet, nor was it likely to; from the moment they'd landed, Kylo Ren's presence was not to be felt anywhere on Coruscant. Rey didn't know yet whether this was a stroke of good fortune, or something more ominious.
Poe had done a top-notch job hiding them out in the trick parts of one of the rebel's older, more scanner-proof ships. Landing them on the surface alongside crates of assorted goods, they'd only had time for a quick round of "Force be with you"s before he lifted off again to join Lando and the Falcon in a nearby sector, there to wait for any response to the Force beacon once they'd managed to activate it.
The plan, based on both the diagrams available in Rey's books and the various schematics of the government sector of Coruscant available to the Rebellion, was to make use of the endless series of underground tunnels crisscrossing that part of the planet- so many that no regime had ever managed to track them all- to enter the Temple from beneath, since they assumed (correctly, as the three of them discovered after arrival) that such an important building would be surrounding and sealed off to the public by the First Order, at least on the surface. Should they manage to find an unguarded tunnel with an entrypoint far enough away, however, they figured they could literally sneak in under the First Order's nose to get inside, and then be able to seek out the Beacon at their leisure.
So went the plan, anyway. But they all had Kuat at the back of their minds. The question wasn't if something would go wrong, but what and when. Well, no sense worrying about it beforehand, Rey thought to herself, as she listened to Finn describe the unused maintenance route he and Rose had found and selected as their best way into the Temple. We'll face whatever it is when we come to it.
***
Rose listened as Finn finished describing the tunnel they'd just finished scouting out. When he finished, no one seemed to know what to say next. For a moment, all three simply looked at each other. Then, without speaking, they reached out and clasped each other's hands. They all wanted to hope that this could be it, but were afraid to admit it out loud, as if to truly say would doom them. Rose could almost physically feel the depth of emotion between them permeating the air. She wondered, for a moment, if this was something like what using the Force felt like.
Rey was the one who finally broke the silence; "I want you both to know; there's no one in the whole universe I'd rather be here with." There was no hint of the tension Rose knew she must be struggling with inside. "The Force is with us. I know it is."
As she said this, Rose noticed that something seemed to flick across Finn's eyes. Something that made her think of their conversation a few weeks ago back on Talrezan Four. They had more important things to worry about now, but she made sure to file it away for later when the two of them could properly talk again.
"So," she then said, putting her worries about Finn aside,"A patrol passed by the entryway we found about ten minutes ago. Not sure if they even know it's there. Our window to get in unseen is probably during the next half-hour or so before the next shift passes through."
"Alright then, let's get to it," Finn said, his eyes no longer betraying whatever it was that had been on his mind. Less than five minutes later the group was standing in front of a door that was more rust than metal, with it and everything around it so thoroughly grimy and brown that you could only notice the handle if you knew exactly what you were looking for. Finn grabbed the knob and turned. A short, extremely dark hallway yawned open before them.
Activating a glow rod apiece, they slowly stepped into the entrance, Rey using the Force to lift BB8 over the uneven bottom of the doorframe to avoid unnecessary noise. About five meters in, Finn identified another door to the right that revealed a flight of steps that disappeared rapidly into the darkness below. After going back to shut the first door, just in case a patrol did notice it and decide to go inside, they began a careful descent, with Rose carrying BB8 in her arms.
Before too long, a greenish glow began to seep up from below them, and they soon found themselves in a long hallway running eastward in the direction of the Temple. Somehow, most of the green-hued glowrods installed in the ceiling still functioned enough that their own lights were no longer needed. It was tight- the tunnel roof was less than half a meter above their heads- but manageable. The ground was also smooth enough that BB8 could move about on his own.
"It's a straight shot from here." Rose whispered to Rey as Finn double-checked the settings on his blaster. "Once we've gone about 300 meters we should be directly beneath the main hall of the Temple. I don't think there are any direct accessways to the Temple from here, but I figured we could make some, right?"
"Yeah," Rey whispered back, "No problem." Rose checked her own blaster as well, just to be on the safe side, and the trek towards the Temple began.
***
The sickly-green glow on dim, metal piping above and beside them. The faint clack-clack of their footsteps and the whir of BB8's metal frame rolling along the ground. Other than that, dead silence. Any other noise, even the simple drip of water, would have been a comfort, but whoever had built this particular pathway, whenever that was, had sealed it off well enough that not even groundwater had yet found a way inside. It was the stillness, more than anything, that unnerved Finn, because it was the times and places like this when he found it that much harder to distract himself from the beehive that was his mind.
He hadn't been lying when he said to Rose, back at base, that he was genuinely unsure what was going on with him. He knew she meant well and loved her for that, but the hard truth was that trying to articulate it then had only made it worse; a humming sensation in his brain, in his veins, right beneath his skin, something bordering on the sheer panic that had almost led him to flee the rebellion on more than one occasion. It was as if every sense in his body was somehow set to permanent overdrive, every day, all the time. It wasn't terribly dissimilar to what he recalled feeling after those many sensory-enhancement "exercises" the First Order required all stormtrooper trainees to undergo, so as to make them more effective killing machines. And that very association with his excruciatingly painful past made it even worse, adding another layer of worry to his overflowing headspace.
Was he just afraid? He wasn't sure. He certainly feared losing Rose, or Rey, or Poe, but it wasn't like before. Was it regret? No. That wasn't it either. He knew now that this was where he needed to be. Was it Rose? No again. She, as well as Rey and Poe, was one of the few people whose mere presence made the buzzing fade, just a little bit.
Before Finn could lose himself further in his thoughts, a whistle from BB8 announced that they'd gone the requisite distance and were now directly beneath the Temple proper. Finn looked over at Rey, who stood with her head tilted upwards now, eyes closed. After what felt like a minute, she opened them again and look at Finn and Rose.
"Alright," even when barely above a whisper, the emptiness of the place made Rey's voice sound all the louder. "We're beneath the main entranceway. No soldiers or Knights."
"What's the best way for us to get there?" Rose asked, glancing around. No door or access hatch leading out of the tunnel was anywhere in sight, either before or behind them.
Rey unclipped her lightsaber, "Straight up. This tunnel might not connect to the Temple, but I can feel some kind of lower chamber above us that does. The ceiling isn't that thick, so if we cut a big-enough hole in it we can go right up and find our way into the Temple proper."
She tossed her saber over to Finn, "You cut, I hold?"
Finn nodded, happy to finally have something to do again, "Sure."
He thumbed the pressure pad on the upper half of Rey's lightsaber, igniting just one of its twin blades. Reaching up carefully, he began to walk the blade around in a circle above his head, leaving a curving line of melted concrete behind him. Rey stood off to one side, hand stretched out and her face a mask of concentration, making sure that the growing slab Finn was cutting away didn't suddenly topple down onto his head. When he was finished, she began to slowly lower the cut-out piece down and back away from them before slowly settling it on the ground.
Once the glowing edges had fadede and cooled enough, Finn jumped up, grabbed the edge of his freshly-made opening, and hauled himself into a place of utter darkness. Whatever power source kept the lights on below them clearly wasn't connected to this room. He lit a glow rod and placed it beside him, casting a gentle golden glow that didn't extend far enough to give him a proper feel for the dimensions of this new space.
He reached back down and helped pull Rose through after him. Rey leapt through the hole on her own, and like before used the Force to pull up the droid after them. After collecting their things together, Rey glanced around a moment, shadows cast by their lights looming and shifting all around them, before she pointed off into darkness and said, "This way."
Trying his best to suppress a shudder of emotion that, yet again, he couldn't quite place, Finn following Rey and Rose and the droids into the darkness and uncertainty that lay before them.
***
A series of pathways and doors, all without power or light, each one taking them just a little bit further up towards the ground above them. There was no sense in trying to track the time, but Rey felt like it couldn't have been more than about 10 minutes later when, at the top of a short flight of steps, she and Finn pulled open an especially heavy two-sided door and all three of them were almost blinded by the flash of natural light that suddenly hit their unprepared pupils.
Blinking away the stars and flashes of pain, after about ten seconds Rey's eyes adjusted, and she turned to behold the grand hallway of the Jedi Temple. Exiting the subterreanean levels at what appeared to be around the middle of the grand chamber, Rey looked around in quiet awe at the rising pillard of carefully-crated stone pillars that lined the central walkway through the chamber, with a series of doors on both sides leading to hallways and rooms that made up the rest of this first part of the Jedi Temple. Given the lights and sounds and smells of the city around it, Rey had not expected any building on this planet to feel so quiet and tranquil as the Temple did; as if the Force itself shut out the outside world, turning the Temple into an oasis of calm amidst a desert of noise.
And yet, that tinge of sadness in the Force she'd felt from the outside was all the sharper now that she was nearer to its source. Rey could feel the weight of a thousand generations of history present in these walls, and she once again found herself feeling like a small, backwater scavenger girl way out of her depth.
"Rey." The voice seemed to come from a great distance away. Rey's thoughts had begun to blur, carried away in the tide of powerful feelings that surrounded her in the Force. But there was a reason she couldn't lose herself to the flow....a mission....a signal....
"Rey." The voice was sharp and clear this time, and Rey could feel her mind returning to her body. She glanced over at Rose, who looked at her with slight concern in her eyes.
"Sorry, it's just..." Rey struggled for a moment to find the right words, "...a lot of memories are here. A lot of them bad."
Rose nodded sympathetically, "Makes sense, I guess." She raised her eyebrows slightly. "Are you okay?"
"I think so. Just need a moment." Rey closed her eyes as she said this, willing the jumbled thoughts and voices assailing her consciousness to the back of her mind. Later. Later she would have the time to sift through it all.
"Hey, tell you what." Rose laid her hand on Rey's shoulder and smiled, a beacon of warm life amidst the desolate hallway. "When this is all over, and you've had time to read up, you give us both the grand tour."
Rey smiled back, her mind focused once more. "Deal."
They both turned back to Finn, who was staring down the other side of the chamber with a look of peculiar intensity. Rey waited a second, then cocked her head and called out loudly, "Alright Finn, where do we go next?"
"Hm?!?" Finn turned his head so sharply his neck cracked. "What, I....me?"
"Well, you just..." Rose was suddenly stifling several giggles with her hand over her mouth. Rey was having a hard time keeping her face straight herself. "You just looked so....resolute just now, like you knew exactly where to go, so, lead on."
Finn opened his mouth, his eyes wide as dinner plates, but a moment later they narrowed and the tension lines around his face vanished, "Aw come on Rey, not now."
Now Rey stopped holding it back and let her shoulder shake with silent laughter, while Rose stopped bothering to hide the grin on her face. Even Finn had to smile. For just a moment, they were once again just good friends enjoying a joke, not soldiers on a desperate and possibily suicidal mission to save the galaxy.
It couldn't last forever, but Rey felt a sense of serenity return to her heart and could sense the same happening in the others. They took a breath, picked their gear back up and, droids in tow, Rey began leading them down the hallway further into the Temple interior.
***
Another series of hallways, these ones with either windows or at least still-functioning lights in them, that once again led them back below ground, drawing ever closer to what Rey could sense was the heart of the Temple itself. She'd checked and re-checked and triple-checked the ways to get to the beacon below the apex of the structure. The fact that many of the doors in their way were clearly disguised or hidden, even within the Force, proved just how old this secret had apparently been, even for the original Jedi; without the exact instructions she'd copied out the ancient book, Rey soon realized she would have been hopelessly lost had she tried to find the beacon on her own.
Finally, they stood in a short antechamber that, by their estimates, stood some 50 meters below the main ground level of the Temple. The last 4 or 5 rooms they'd gone through had been filled with dust and stale air, suggesting they were the first living beings in, most likely, centuries to tread here. This final chamber was no different, with the doors in front of them not made of durasteel or any other artificial source, but rather exquisitely crafted wooden beams, the frames above and to the sides carved with calligraphic symbols Rey recognized, but couldn't yet read, from the more ancient pages she'd gotten from Luke.
She, Finn, and Rose glanced at each other at the same time. Without Rey needing to say anything, they knew this was it. Reaching out with the Force, Rey bid the doors to open, and, for the first time in countless ages, they opened towards with a long groan.
Stepping into the main chamber, a perfectly round room 20 meters high, the three comrades took a moment to take in the Force beacon. An octagonal array of consuls sat in the exact center of the room, a line of lights stretching from each edge to the wall. Within the ring of consuls, transparasteel frames rose all the way to the ceiling, lined and crisscrossed with wires and cables of every imaginable color. And in the center, within the entire device, glowing just brightly enough that it was impossible to see what, exactly, was causing it, a purple ball of light pulsated gently. Reaching out once more with the Force, Rey could get only a vague sense of the mystery that was the beacon, something that combined hard tech with sheer Force power. Clearly one of many old arts lost through the ages.
"It's beautiful." Rey said, gazing intently at the array before her.
"It's unbelievable." Rose said, her eyes running over the antiquated buttons and displays on the consoles.
"It's creeping me out," Finn said, his voice filled with unease. "I'd rather not stick around any longer than necessary.
"Jeez, Finn," Rose shook her head in feigned exasperation. "What is it now? There's no one else here."
"I guess, but.." his voice trailed off for a moment as he gazed up to where the beacon met the metal ceiling. "This whole places just gives me a weird vibe."
"Well, if I read everything right, this shouldn't take too long." Rey turned her eyes to the consoles and stepped forward, pulling out the piece of paper she scribbles the steps to send the message onto. She turned back to the others, "So let's do it. Give the First Order one last surprise."
Despite the age and the fact that a few of the panels needed extra pressure applied before they started responding to their touch, it was, in fact, a matter of just five minutes or so before they had the system up and running, the message coded in and ready for transfer:
A call from the Rebellion to all sentient beings who value freedom. We ask for your help one last time. Join us at Coruscant to put an end to the rule of the First Order. The Force is with us.
Now came the tricky part, one Rey had no choice but to improvise on the fly. The signal would be sent out in every radio frequency imaginable, but according to the ancient books, with the right touch through the Force, this beacon could transport the signal instantly to every corner of the galaxy. Every living thing was bound together through the Force, and so the beacon could send to everyone the same message at the same time, ungarbled by time or distance. She would have felt more confident in her abililty to do this had the texts not, once again, been frustratingly vague as to what, precisely, she needed to do. And yet, this was her plan and the chance she had to believe the Force was giving her, so one way or another, she'd figure it out.
She glanced over at Rose and Finn, both of whom had their fingers ready over consoles at opposite ends of the device. Both watched her intently, waiting for a sign that the beacon was ready to be activated. Turning back to the strange light, still pulsating in the middle of the structure before her, Rey began to reach out through the Force, the array before sharpening in her mind as the rest of the room around it faded away. For a moment, she merely contemplating it; within the Force, the beacon had something of warmth to it, as if Rey was standing a short distance from a gentle bonfire of the sort she'd make for the colder desert nights on Jakku. As she drew that familiar feeling to herself, she felt the beacon start to respond, seeming much like the Temple above it to have a life presence of its own, a thing unimaginably old that stored the memories of generations beyond anyone's ability to count.
Only barely conscious at this point, engaging the device not through a series of technical steps, but rather through sensations within the Force, Rey felt herself pulled into the light before her. The glow had been a gentle shade of violet, but now began to unfold itself before her, over and over, like a flower with endless waves of pedals in ever color she could ever dream of, unwinding itself before her.
Now, entirely ensconed within the power of the beacon, Rey felt, rather than heard, her lips open and speak a single word; Now.
After that, she sensed, rather than saw, Rose and Finn nod and through the switches that should activate the beacon and send the message to the furthest parts of the galaxy. Having unfolded all its colors, the light became pure white and filled the air around them. Rey felt as if she could lose herself forever in its majesty....
*****
The intensity of the white flash lasted only a second, but Finn still felt himself blinking back spots for a good minute before he was finally able to open his eyes. Finally, he was able to see the screen before him, showing a schematic of the entire galaxy. Everywhere, the dots that represented major worlds and systems were blinking furiously.
"Guys...." he said, hardly daring to believe it, "Are you seeing..."
"Yes!!" Rose's voice trembled with excitement. "Yes I am!"
They glanced up at the same time and locked eyes. "It worked!" Rose whispered triumphantly.
Elation surging within him, Finn felt a great whoop beginning to rise inside him, but it quickly died when he glanced towards the door to share the moment with Rey, and saw....nothing.
"What...." his breath caught in his throat.
Rose now turned towards the entrace as well. "Rey?"
For a moment neither of them could say anything. Then BB8 started whistling with a panicked sound, rolling quickly through the still-open doorframe, then back inside, swiveling his head back and forth between Finn and Rose.
Finn felt all the joy that had filled him just moments ago drain away. They couldn't see her, and BB8 couldn't sense her.
Somehow, just like that, Rey had vanished.
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