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Ben soundly declines when Hux asks him to be on Starkiller during its inaugural speech. He has made it clear time and time again that he wants nothing to do with Starkiller, but Hux still hasn't gotten the message. Rather, he's trying to rewrite the message in his favor, Anakin hums quietly. He squeezes Ben's shoulders as he stands on the Finalizer's observation deck. They've spent the morning working on sensory exercises, and only time will tell if they actually work. All that Obi-Wan and Anakin have to work with is the destruction of Alderaan - devastating in its own right and sending Ben into a panic attack, but with Starkiller's beams trained on the Hosnian system, such pain was going to be magnified tenfold. Truth be told, Ben wasn't ready. But he was going to suffer through it. He had to.

The main viewport has held far too many memories of Hux, but this is where he finds himself gravitating towards anyways. The screen, upon which he used to watch the colors of Arkanis's moon dance, comes down slowly. Hux's speech will be broadcast throughout the galaxy - from First Order territory to Starkiller's own targets. It pains Ben to know that Hux's crazed gloating will be the last thing they ever see on a holoscreen.

"Lovely day, sir," says Mitaka, stepping beside him. Ben wonders what duties the officer has shirked to commiserate with him.

"For some," Kylo replies. Mitaka jumps, surprised that the Knight is being so talkative. "Not for many."

"Yes, I suppose that's so."

The screen flickers to life, the first shot sweeping over the assembly area on Starkiller. The camera comes close on Hux, his posture proud and self-righteous. Ben's heart aches at the cold, triumphant expression on his face. Oh, how he loves this man - this bright, witty, snappy, courageous, selfless man. And oh, how this man has turned so cruel, become the evil that Ben must eradicate.

"Today, is the end of the Republic. The end of a regime that acquiesces to disorder!"

Mitaka straightens, shuffling on his feet. Ben wants to turn off the auditory input, but this is as much Kylo Ren's victory as it is the First Order's, so he can't, not without arousing suspicion. In spite of his protests, by the decree of Supreme Leader Snoke, Kylo Ren agrees with the assault. He clenches his jaw and watches.

"At this very moment, in a system far from here the New Republic lies to the galaxy while secretly supporting the treachery of the loathsome Resistance," bellows Hux. "This fierce machine which you have built, upon which we stand, will bring an end to the Senate! To their cherished fleet! All remaining systems will bow to the First Order!"

Ben lowers his head, then catches Mitaka watching him. Kylo tips his head up, making the movement look more like an aborted nod rather than one of disheartened pain.

"And will remember this... as the last day of the Republic!"

In the wake of Hux's silence, thousands of Stormtroopers raise their fists in salute. Ben can sense the absorption of the system's sun before he sees it, the tendrils of warmth and vicious heat drawn into the super-weapon's core. The bright orange reminds him of the copper of Hux's hair under his quarters' maximum lighting. Mitaka inhales sharply at the sight - beauty, the harbinger of destruction. The illumination of the Hosnian system lasts for a brief second, before the sun is sucked into nothingness. Space is an eternal night, but now it is even more so.

There is a pause. Nothing happens, but Ben is assaulted from system-wide confusion - five planets worth of doubt questioning the validity of the First Order's audacious claims.

Then Starkiller fires. An angry beam erupts from the base, spearing the sky with rage and fury.

All at once, the confusion and uncertainty morphs into fear. It threatens to cave Ben's chest in. His palms grow sweaty in his gloves, his heart thunders in his ears. His legs tremble, impelling doom all to evident as crimson acrimony streaks across the viewport.

(as if trillions of voices suddenly cried out in terror)

The beam hits. He sees a mother's stricken fear - an older brother shields him with his body, but it's not enough, the flames burst through him and heat races up his arms - a spouse struggles to hold on as they crumble to dust - oh, gods, oh, gods where is his baby?! - please, gods, don't let him die like this; he was going to get married - the ground splits apart beneath him, sending him hurtling into the darkness below. He is empty, lifeless, floating in the void. The planet he once stood on is a new star, bright, mocking. The family he once loved is gone, nothing but particles drifting in open, vast space.

"Sir? Sir!"

(and were suddenly silenced)

Ben comes to on the floor of the observation deck. Mitaka cradles him gently, and he realizes that he is helmetless. Ben pants, never able to get enough air. His chest hurts, his limbs still remember the blaze. He rolls over to heave, nearly vomiting on Mitaka's immaculately ironed pants.

"Oh, Maker," Mitaka gasps, rubbing circles on Ben's back soothingly. Any earlier traces of fear he felt towards Kylo Ren are dissipated by an overwhelmingly good-natured desire to comfort him. "If I may ask, what happened, sir?"

Ben spits the taste of bile from his tongue and grunts, sitting up. He shrugs Mitaka's arm off. "The Force... I felt. I felt all of it. Everyone in the system, they..." He squeezes his eyes shut, trying to blot out the screams. Starkiller had wrought destruction far more than either Anakin or Obi-Wan had anticipated. It had to have been at least ten minutes since it fired, and Ben was still reeling in secondhand agony.

Once he's able to rise without his legs buckling, Kylo leaps to his feet and paces around the room, punching his gut. The concentration of pain will keep him grounded. A Sith technique learned from Snoke, but it serves better than Obi-Wan's demand that he clear his mind.

Mitaka clears his throat, still kneeling near the puddle of Ben's innards. "Sir, we've received news of the droid's location." While you were having your fit, Mitaka thinks but doesn't say. "It and the Millennium Falcon are on Takodana."

In Maz Kanata's castle, no doubt. Ben scoops his helmet up, already moving toward the door.

Wait. Wait! Anakin insists. Are you all right? Ben, you can't push yourself -

I have to. What has to be done must be done.

Ben almost falls to his knees planetside, but Anakin's Force-hold keeps him upright. Obi-Wan channels strength into him, and Ben feels his limbs get lighter already. Mind cleared, Rey's presence slaps him clear in the face. She's here.

And it's so strong. Something she touched has awoken her, removed Ben's mental block. But it wasn't a job well done. It was torn out of her head, releasing both her Force sensitivity and her memories. The latter is incomplete, a flood of images and feelings tinging the Force. She's conflicted, confused, and hasn't seen the full picture. Ben has to get to her.

He moves through the forest as quietly as he can, choking Stormtroopers along the way. He can't have any witnesses of his interaction with Rey. She leaves a thick trail behind, her power oozing from every pore. Ben hopes that she'll follow the trail of dead Stormtroopers back to him.

But he's closer to her than she is to him. When he rounds the tree, he senses the Stormtrooper approaching her and ignites his saber. He freezes mid-step when he finally lays his eyes on her.

She's gotten so big, nearly doubling in size in the last ten years. She clutches his father's blaster in her hand, BB-8 nowhere to be seen. At the sound of his saber, however, she whirls and fires.

Kylo instinctively raises his saber to block the bolt, an action that only invites her to fire some more. Suffice to say, this encounter is not going as planned. He pins her down with the Force. "The girl I've heard so much about," Ben breathes. "Rey, I -"

She's afraid. Rey is struggling not to cry and only now does he realize that it is him who is causing her distress and fear. "Rey," he murmurs, "let me explain." He dips into her mind, seeking to be gentle, but he comes to find a durasteel wall. Rey's blocking him out.

He panics. Searching through the exposed memories drifting through the Force, he realizes some are missing. Their first goodbye on Jakku, when he'd first left her there, their reunion four years later. There is nothing of her childhood on the Jedi Praxeum. She doesn't know who he is. "No," he says quietly.

X-Wings soar overhead, firing at the battle at Maz's castle. He doesn't have much time - the troopers will soon be outnumbered. "You know me," he pleads, voice groaning and low through the vocoder. "Rey, search your feelings. You know it to be true."

She's not listening, continuing to strain. Her fight-or-flight instincts are running wild, drowning out any words that come out of his mouth. He touches her face, and her eyes squeeze shut. Rey recognizes nothing but the agony in her head of him forcing memories into her mind. He wedges them in there, but in her anguish, they slip right back out.

"Sir, the Resistance fighters! We need more troops!" Kylo Ren flings the Stormtrooper aside, his neck snapping as he slams into a nearby tree. He reaches up to comm Datoo.

"Pull the division out. Forget the droid. We have what we need."

Ben flicks his wrist and Rey falls into his arms. He refuses to let go of her unconscious body even as he climbs into his command shuttle. He one-handedly activates the autopilot, and sits in the co-pilot's chair for the rest of the ascent to the Finalizer.

There is extreme and obvious incredulity and anger from the Force ghosts, but he chooses to ignore them. He has the excuse that she's seen the map, glimpsing it when he tried to restore her missing memories. He commands that they put her in his quarters, refusing to take his eyes off the stretcher First Order personnel wheel her away on.

He barely registers Hux beside him, hand squeezing his upper arm. "We finally have the map?" he says breathlessly. He's taken aback by the victories granted to them that day. Even though they'd lost the Battle of Takodana, they'd destroyed the Republic and retrieved the map to Skywalker in one fell swoop. "I'm impressed."

Hux clearly goes for a kiss, but Ben sidesteps him, offering a cheek instead of his lips. He forsakes Hux's warmth for the cold of his antechamber. He squats in front of Rey's chair, watching her sleep. She looks as peaceful in her rest as she had when she was nine, despite the circumstances that brought her here. The serenity in her expression is a dissonance Ben can force himself to accept.

He's letting his dreams run wild, he knows. The scions of Skywalker joined together to destroy the Supreme Leader. But he has been waning in loyalty, and here Rey is - the key to overpowering Snoke and a display of fealty all at once. He can 'drag' the information out of her, but knowing where Luke is won't help the First Order when both Rey and Ben appear at his side, ready to take on the Order as Anakin's legacy. Then it will be over. Now that Starkiller has destroyed the Hosnian system, bargaining for amnesty on Hux's behalf will be incredibly difficult, almost impossible. But if he can convince Poe to help, he's sure he can swing his mother around. His heart races in anticipation, never once considering the fact his dream might actually fail.

How long are you planning to wait? Anakin asks.

Ben puts his helmet on. As long as I have to.

(OP) Oh, Ben. D: I am so terrified right now, you brilliant, devious demon.

"You'd better have a good plan," Obi-Wan grumbles. Finally, Ben has snapped out of his trance and let the ghosts in. They wasted no time in expressing their disapproval with his reckless course of action. "I have a bad feeling about this."

Ben opens his mouth to reply, but is cut off when Rey wakes with a start. She swings her head left and right, struggling to take in her surroundings. "Where am I?" she demands.

Ben stands up, ignoring the protests of his knees. He doesn't know how long he's held that position. "You're my guest."

"Where are the others?"

"Han Solo? FN-2187?" He walks around her, seeking to release his frenetic energy through his pacing. It never occurs to him that he's circling her like a predator his prey. "I have no idea where any of them are. Not even the droid." He pauses, gleaming a prevalent thought in her mind. "You still want to kill me."

Rey scowls. "That happens when you're being hunted by a creature in a mask." She truly doesn't know who he is. She refuses to accept the memories she doesn't have, and it pains him.

"I was never a creature to you, cousin." Ben removes his helmet. "We used to be the best of friends."

Her eyes widen in surprise and disbelief. Them? Cousins? A ten year age difference isn't unheard of, but now she's wondering why he never came for her if they were really family. All that time, waiting for parents who wouldn't come, and here was a cousin who knew who she was and where she was. It can't be - no one who claimed to share her blood would ever be so cruel as to leave a child like her behind. "I don't know what you're talking about." She doesn't want to know what he's talking about.

"You've been a scavenger on Jakku ever since you were four. Your mother is dead, and your father is in hiding. My mother is your father's twin sister. Ergo, we are cousins." Realization dawns on her face before being quickly shut down by distrust. She refuses to accept a single word he says. "If you'd let me show you -"

She flinches at his raised hand, shrinking as her mental wall adds another row of bricks. He probes gently, only to be stopped by a stormy, dark cloud. No, Ben thinks, no, it can't possibly -

He crams his way in, breaking down the walls with enough force to make her cry. He has to root out the darkness, preventing it from taking hold. The very fact she was considering killing him spoke volumes. "You're so lonely," Ben whispers, stepping closer. "So afraid to leave..."

He sees Ahch-To in her mind, though Luke isn't present. She has seen the map - perhaps Anakin had even showed her Luke's location. The landscape morphs into a face. "And Han Solo. You feel like he's the father you never had. He would've made you proud, even if he was never there.

"I have to say, though, your real father - my uncle - was an altogether better influence than mine." Kylo smiles sadly. "No wonder you turned out so much better than me."

Rey cringes, shaking her head furiously. "Get out of my head!"

"I know you've seen the map. The missing piece of your father's puzzle. I know where he is. We can go to him. Together," Ben says. She doesn't believe him. He presses back into her mind with fervor. "Rey, please - listen to me. Now that you've regained your powers, you and I can end this war -"

"I won't give you anything," Rey snarls. She slams back with full force, pushing him out of her mind and back into his. It feels as though a spear rips through his skull, splitting his head open. Ben can't bite back the scream.

He fights back, but won't win - he knows this immediately. Pent up for fifteen years, her powers need an outlet - she'll find it through tearing Ben's mind apart. She dredges up his memories, ones he isn't strong enough to bury.

A loving hug with Seka and Qebru, turned into his cradling of their corpses after he'd killed them. Poe's gentle first kiss, tentative and sweet, then Poe's head slamming into the interrogation chair like the one Rey is strapped to. Han's goodbye to a ten year-old Ben, and then - no, that's not a memory - Han's face framed in red, his hand reaching up to touch Ben's cheek -

Go! Anakin thunders. He surges up through Ben and against Rey, forcing her out. Ben's head rings with emptiness, and Obi-Wan shoves him out the door. He stumbles, whimpering pathetically straight into a pair of arms.

"Ren?" Hux says, running his hands up and down Ben's arms. "Are... are you all right? What happened?" He looks at the closed doors to Kylo's quarters. "Ren, what happened? Is it the scavenger girl?"

"She's stronger than I realized, I - I got in over my head, Hux, she..." He struggles to get his breathing under control, allowing Hux to hold him to his chest. "I need to tell the Supreme Leader."

"I was about to collect you," Hux whispers into his hair, threading his fingers through his locks. Ben won't forget that Hux has the blood of trillions on remorseless hands, but he needs now to be held. "The Supreme Leader has demanded an audience, now that we have the girl and the map."

"I'm afraid we will not be getting it out of her any time soon," Kylo gasps. It doesn't take him long to get ready, collecting himself in an impromptu meditation. Whatever Rey did, it'll leave scars. It was messy, and altogether too esoteric for his liking. Ben is fractured, barely able to hold himself together. It's better to be Kylo for the time being, at least until Ben Organa-Solo is fully healed. The person as a whole doesn't agree with this, but Ben's safety comes first.

Hux splutters in disbelief. "She's just a child. She bested you?"

Kylo remains silent until he reaches the Supreme Leader, whose gaze is heavy with disappointment. He knows.

"The scavenger girl resisted you?" Snoke hisses. For some reason, His accusatory tone provokes Kylo more than Hux's did. It must be the lack of self-preservation that Ben had always pinned to him.

"She's strong with the Force, untrained, but stronger than she knows," Kylo protests. Hux senses his agitation, and it's his turn to provide mental comfort.

"And the droid?"

Kylo hesitates. Ben had been reckless, so swept up by reckless passion that he hadn't bothered to get a back-up in the case that Rey rejected him - which she just did. He opens his mouth to speak, but Hux steps forward instead.

"I believed it was no longer valuable to us," he says. Kylo stares at him, eyes wide. Years ago, Hux would've never taken the fall for him, no matter how much time they'd spent in each other's company. "The girl was all we needed. As a result, the droid has most likely been returned to the hands of the enemy. They may have the map already. It was my fault, Supreme Leader."

Snoke's rage is palpable, fervent. Hux steels himself, and Ben musters enough power to put up a temporary shield around his mind. Still piecing himself together after Rey's assault, he can't promise that the wall will be strong.

"Never," snarls Snoke, "in your career have I ever seen you so careless, general. The Resistance must be destroyed before they get to Skywalker."

With no further retribution forthcoming, Ben withdraws to lick his wounds. "We have their location," Kylo interjects. "We tracked their reconnaissance ship to the Ileenium system."

Snoke eyes him, already-mangled face twisting into a deeper scowl. "Good. Then we will crush them once and for all. Prepare the weapon."

What? No. That wasn't what he meant - how could he ever save them from Starkiller? Eager to appease the Supreme Leader, he'd doomed the Resistance. He had to try again, had to change His mind. "Supreme Leader, I can get the map form the girl. I just need your guidance."

Snoke doesn't look any closer to reneging on His command. At His nod, Hux marches off, briefly pausing to look at Kylo. Snoke leans back in His chair, steepling His bony fingers. "If what you say about this girl is true, bring her to me." Without further ado, the hologram promptly dissipates.

Rather than following Snoke's orders, Kylo instead follows Hux to Starkiller. If you can hear me, he sends to the ghosts, you have to get Rey out. The Supreme Leader is aware of her powers. He wants her.

Already done.

Hux gives him a worried look. Kylo Ren has never shown his face to anyone but him and the Supreme Leader. Kylo suspects that Phasma knows that he is human, but as far as everyone else is concerned, Kylo Ren might well be a droid. Hux doesn't comment on his missing accessory.

Kylo feels Ben resurfacing, and is almost too relieved to switch off personas. Kylo is often draining in his incessant anger, but the conflict within Ben leaves a frequent desire for escape. Ben blinks, adjusting his control. Holding multiple identities was a dangerous game, and while he was able to compartmentalize Kylo and Ben's idiosyncrasies, Rey's brutality had left him rattled and winded, the barriers of separation in his mind broken and allowing shelved thoughts to mingle wildly.

He can only watch as Hux gives the command to start charging up Starkiller, inputting the target coordinates. Ben needs to warn them, fast, but he doesn't know if they can evacuate the entire system before Starkiller fires. He isn't privy to the information vital to the escape - the numbers of the Resistance or their ships and capability. Even if he were able to warn them, there's no guarantee everyone would make it out of the destruction alive.

But wait - he's not the only turncoat they have. FN-2187 had been on Takodana with Ben's father and BB-8. With Rapier Squadron's timely rescue, he must've gotten back to D'Qar and was helping them mount an offensive against the First Order.

His parents have dealt with Death Stars before. They'll know what to do.

"Lord Ren, sir," Rodinon calls, and is startled when both Hux and Kylo turn to look. "The scavenger girl has escaped."

I knew it was a mistake, having her moved, Hux thinks. Kylo rounds on him - he'd wanted her on the Finalizer in the event of an escape. If she somehow was rid of her restraints, she'd have nowhere to go. There was no FN-2187 to provide cover. "You did what?" Kylo snaps.

Hux says nothing, only looks at him expressionlessly.

The sensation of a ship's engine roaring hits him. Anakin is trying to tell him something. Fury crackling in every fiber of his body, Kylo stalks toward Rodinon, shouldering past him when the bewildered officer fails to move out of the way. "Put every hanger on lockdown. She's going to try to steal a ship to escape."

(Something's coming, something's coming, something's coming.)

A ship lands on the planet, having broken through the shields. It holds three presences - two human, one alien. The alien has fur, the ship carries explosives, and is a freighter. Ben inhales sharply, turning to look at the sun being absorbed by Starkiller. Hux is still watching him, eyes now hinting at curiosity and apprehensiveness.

"He's here," Kylo Ren says. "Han Solo."

(OP) *whimpering and rocking back and forth* Oh god oh god it's so good and terrifying and heartbreaking oh god oh god oh god please don't kill Han I think I will break oh god oh god oh god oh god

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