"I can't believe you carried him all the way here," Phasma says, fiddling with the bio-scanner above Hux's head. The sickbay is a lot cooler than in Engineering, near the warp core, but it's still hot enough to remind me constantly about the warp core exploding.

"I wouldn't have made it without my Force power." I look down at Hux. "What did he say to you in the hall, before we went into Engineering?"

"His vital signs are stabilizing," Phasma says. Is she avoiding my question? "The white blood cell pills are keeping him alive, but I don't know how to get this out of his system. I found the chemical composition in the computer. Basically it causes hallucinations, specifically related to a person's fears. It's used in battle to confuse opponents and-"

"Phasma." I turn her to face me. "Before Hux almost jumped into the warp core, and you two were out in the hallway, what were you talking about?"

Phasma keeps her eyes on the monitor above. "He remembered everything that Snoke made him forget."

"How's that possible?"

"He was also a bit delusional, but I thought it was just the heat. The effects of the drugs must have brought his memories back."

I frown and glance at Hux again. He looks like he's having a feverish dream. What did he remember, that Grand Master took away? "How long until he's better?"

Phasma turns to the bedside monitor and scrolls through the information. "I don't know, with the amount in his system it could..." She stops.

"It could what?"

She looks up at me. "It could kill him. Unless we can remove it from his bloodstream."

"Are you serious?"

Phasma pushes the bedside screen aside forcefully. "Caleb's a bastard."

"It was meant for me." My jaw tenses. Caleb didn't intend to hurt Hux. He was going after me. "Hux drank from my water bottle." 

"There's a chance the decontamination chamber might help get some of the toxins out of his system, through sweating. But I don't know how to flush out his blood and the other things a medic would do."

"Then we need a medic."

Phasma frowns and doesn't answer.

"And we'll get one," I continue. "But first we'll do the decontamination chamber. And I'll try to get the admin password for the warp core." I let out a slow breath to calm myself. There's too much to think about, too much to do in a short time. I have to turn off the engine before it explodes. I have to get a medic. I have to save Hux.

Phasma nods, an angry expression on her face, but her eyes are brimming with tears.

"Are we going to get through this?" she asks quietly, her voice shaking.

"Yes." I stand closer to her but don't touch her, somehow I don't think she likes to be comforted in that way. "I'll carry Hux into the decontamination chamber," I say. "You can stay with him until he's done and I'll go find Caleb."

"Okay."

I lift Hux off the examination table, as carefully as I can, and carry him to the detox chamber at the other end of the room. The door slides open and I step inside. A bench runs along either side of the small room, against the wall. I lay Hux down on one of the benches, careful not to bump his head.

"He won't be happy later if he finds out we undressed him," I say.

"I'll do it," Phasma says. "He won't care if it's me. And I don't have to undress him all the way."

"Okay." I step aside to let Phasma take over. "Phasma?"

"Yes."

"I'm going to kill them all. As soon as I get the admin password and turn off the engine. Then we'll get Hux some help. Okay?"

"Okay."

I turn to leave.

"Ren?" Phasma call after me.

"Yes?"

"I can see why Snoke picked you as the future leader."

I nod, but am not sure what to say.

"And..." Phasma reaches into her jacket pocket, Hux's jacket, that she's been wearing since we left my quarters this morning. "Here." She hands me her phaser pistol.

"No, you keep it," I say. "In case anyone comes in here. I'll lock the doors but I want you to have it on you."

"I can lock the decontamination chamber from inside and the door is blaster proof."

"I'd still feel better if you had it while I'm gone."

Phasma nods then pulls out something else from her pocket. It's a rock, the same one I found in my room back at the school. "You left this in the bathroom in your quarters yesterday. I think you should have it with you."

I take it from her and look down at it in my hand.

"Was it Rita's?"

"Yes."

I slip it into my pocket.

"I'm going to end this game," I say, then walk out.

* * *

I take my hand off the ship's wall. They're in the Command Center, all of them, every life sign on board other than Phasma and Hux, all in one room. Perfect.

I hurry down the hall to the elevator. I don't have time to waste, they might leave before I get there and Hux needs help. I need to end this.

The hallways on deck two are wider and a window runs along one side. I see a large door halfway down the hall, which I'm guessing is the Command Center. I don't stop to catch my breath, but Force the doors open as I approach.

All heads turn to me. There are less boys in the room than I expected. Where are the rest? I spot Caleb standing in front of a console. His eyes go wide with fear when he sees me.

"Didn't expect to see me, did you?" I say to him.

"Shoot him!" Aiden yells. He's standing at the head of the long command table. Two of the boys hold up Stormtrooper blasters and point them at me. I lift up my hands and pull the guns forward, using the Force. They fly out of the boys' hands, flipping around in the air to face the other way, so I can grab their handles as they land in my hands. I open fire, shooting all of them but Caleb. He raises both hands in surrender.

"Please," he says. "I wasn't joining their side I was just-"

I throw the guns down hard and they land with a loud clatter on the hard ground. Caleb jumps at the sound. I Force hold him and read his mind, there's no time for questions, just answers.

I search his recent memory. He just decoded the admin access to the computer for Aiden's team, only moment ago, and they were trying to find us by using the ship's bio scanner to check for life signs on board. They found out we were in the sickbay and Aiden sent four of his team there, just before I arrived, to go kills us. They have two guns between the four of them and they're on their way right now. I get the admin access code from Caleb's thoughts, then pick up one of the guns from the floor and shoot him.

* * *

The elevator won't move fast enough! I hear the phaser blasts coming from sickbay the moment the elevator doors open. I run to the sickbay doors, which have blaster burn marks around the frame. Inside, four boys are facing the decontamination chamber door, two of them shooting at the door. The sound is so loud that they don't hear me come in. I raise my gun and shoot, one, two, three of them in the back, before they even know what hit them. The fourth boy, a skinny brown-haired kid with dark eyes, crouches down, covering his head.

"Please, don't shoot," he begs. I stop. There's a calm inside of me now, that I've never felt before. A shift. A new power. Something which makes the life of these boys mean nothing to me at all.

I walk over to the boy who is still alive. He's shaking and doesn't look up, holding his hands near his head as though afraid I'm going to strike him. I kneel down and wait for him to stop cowering and raise his head to look at me. When he does, I can tell right away that he's sick. I recognize him. Anthony or Andrew, from combat class, one of the smaller kids who would always get paired up with me in fighting simulations, since I'm the youngest. His eyes are bloodshot red now and have dark bags under them. "Are you sick?" I ask him.

"Yes, with Harvoth's fever. I took the pills but I'm not better yet."

I touch his forehead. He's feverish.

"I don't want to die," he says, his breathing laboured.

"Wouldn't it be better, to be free of your suffering?" I ask.

"No, please. I want to live."

He continues to shake and for a second I feel bad for him, but as quickly as the sympathy comes, it's gone again, replaced by a strength that's growing inside of me, seemingly gathered from the boys I just killed, as though the act of killing has made me more powerful in the Force. I watch Anthony struggle for a breath, his fear and sickness making his shake. I could kill him too. Or not. There's a detachment inside of me now, which makes me not care if he lives or dies. 

I get up. He can live, for now. If he doesn't prove himself useful later, I'll just kill him then.

"There's medicine in the sickbay for your fever," I say, watching him.

He nods. "Thank you."

"You should take some right away," I tilt his chin up. "Is it Anthony?"

"Yes."

"Look at me."

He blinks and lifts his gaze to my eyes, trying to focus through a feverish haze.

"You'll address me as Master, from now on," I say to him.

"Yes, Master," he replies immediately.

"You're mine now."

"Yes, Master."

"We've won and we're going to get help. Then, when you're all better, you'll serve me." I let his chin go and he slumps forward.

There are four of us left. The Games are finally over.

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Author's Note: The Games are over! But the story isn't. Sorry I've been so absent on Wattpad lately. I will try to get the next chapter posted tomorrow sometime. Thanks for reading!