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PROMPT POST #1 - CLOSED
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Ben Solo brainwashed, Fill 12/?
Author just casually drops exceedingly late fill and flies away.
General Organa has returned. He hates her.
With every fiber of his being, he hates her, and so as she walks through the door he glares at her, as if his loathing would be enough to smite her where she stands.)
(Through the Dark Side he finds power. Through the Dark Side he finds power, and that is why hate is good, the Supreme Leader said so, and the Supreme Leader is wise and your name is Kylo Ren and - )
He blinks when she is suddenly standing before him. He hadn’t noticed. Hadn’t seen her move.
His mind is frayed.
He blames her.
Worse still is how she doesn’t seem to hate him back. At how tender and soft her presence in his mind has been, how he is still weak from it.
But she doesn’t look tender now. He gaze is hard and severe, much like another General he knows, and -
“Back so soon?” he asks to interrupt his own line of thought. He hates how often he does that now.
When he is at the Supreme Leader’s side, things are much clearer.
“We were discussing a plan of action concerning you,” she replies, voice flat.
“Discussing how to kill me?” he taunts. “You will have to be careful. Give me one moment unchained and I will slaughter you all.”
(Kill them and yes, yes it is good, the bodies fall and there is no pain and he is Ren and -)
“We are not going to kill you.”
“Then you are fools,” he sneers. “It is that kind of weakness that makes the Republic the greatest plague upon the Galaxy.”
She doesn’t answer, merely stepping forward with her hand outstretched. For a moment, he thinks she will punch him - a foolish thought admittedly, since she is moving much to slowly for that. But there is no other explanation that comes to mind, and although the Resistance tries to portray itself as moral, an enemy prisoner isn’t going to receive any kindness.
And then the back of her fingers come to stroke his cheek, and he freezes.
In shock, yes, incomprehension, suspicion. But also because the gesture is alien and yet familiar, and (be brave, Ben, my beautiful boy) there is that longing again, only this time she isn’t even in his mind and -
“Do not touch me!” he snaps, recoiling from her touch. He looks up at her face, searching for any sign of trickery.
And that is how he misses the seringue in her other hand.
She is fast, Leia Organa, much faster than he would have believed, and Kylo is still shackled. And so he cannot dodge when the needle comes to dig into his neck, doesn’t have time to move away as whatever was inside is released in his bloodstream.
He jerks, kicks, and although Organa does move away
And then he feels it.
A curtain of led falling upon him ; muffled voices growing silent. The air growing thick and suffocating, and although he knows, he knows there is nothing truly there he feels a burn where the force suppressing serum was injected, feels it spreading in his veins, and it is filthy and wrong and he wants it out.
(But it doesn’t matter what he wants, it never did.)
He had been weak once.
Now he is powerless.
“You...” he pants, looking at the General with wide eyes. Oh, he hates her, he hates her, and that should be enough for him to sense the Force, except it is even more muted than before, the suppressants going into his very mind and it is her fault!
“I didn’t want to do this, but… I can’t afford you kicking me out before I have a chance..” She swallows, chokes back a sob, and how dare she, how dare she! “Luke told me how to do it, and please understand - I wouldn’t do this if I had no other choice.”
She reaches out again, ignoring how he flinches away, and then she puts her fingers on his temple and no, no, please, not that, he knows who he is, the dark side, he is Kylo Ren Kylo Ren pleasenopleasepleasenomore -
“I am so sorry, Ben.”
And then his mind is assaulted.
For a moment he expects
fingers and tearing andLeia Organa is there, looking so much younger than she does now, and Han Solo, and although he knows himself to be taller than the two, he feels so small. He is so small, he is looking up to meet their eyes, except that he is also to the side watching as they talk to a young boy.
“Please don’t leave,” the boy says, and it hurts, the fear, the loneliness, it rips Kylo’s heart in two, makes him cry, except he isn’t the one who is crying, it is the boy and they are not the same not the same not the same.
Han Solo pinches his lips and turns away - and oh how it hurts! - and Organa kneels in front of the boy, and strokes her fingers along his cheeks. “We’ve talked about this Ben,” she says softly, “it is important that we do this.”
“Please don’t leave me,” he says again, because he doesn’t care if it’s important he doesn’t want it, he doesn’t want them to go and Han Solo is turning away, why do they always turn away?
“Leia,” Luke says quietly - and oh, true, he had been there - and he gives his sister a look. He lays a hand on Ben’s shoulders, and the gesture that once was affection and comfort now terrifies him, because he knows what’s going to happen, he just knows. And sure enough, he is proven right.
Organa gives him a kiss, Han Solo ruffles his hair, mumbles something about being a good kid, and then they are leaving, walking back to the Falcon and no, no please, come back! He’s sorry, he won’t do it again, he’s sorry!
Kylo doesn’t see the boy anymore, because this is Organa’s memory and she has her back turned, but it doesn’t matter because he just knows the boy is struggling, is fighting off his uncle and despairing that no one is helping, not one person, and no one ever helps except for the voice, which never comes when uncle Luke is around.
Organa’s shoulders are quivering, and Han Solo wraps an arm around them to soothe her, but he doesn’t care because he had been too far away to see anything but his father taking her by the back as he always does and the two of them swaggering in the sunset -
Like he always does. Like he always does, because Ren remembers him doing it, remembers hating it, and why does he remember?
He is Kylo Ren Kylo Ren Ben Solo is deaddeaddead
he remembers it.This is wrong, wrong, this isn’t him, except that it is. He is freezing, his bones and hearts turning to ice and crushing him, and when he falls to his knees he is surprised he doesn’t shatter. It is too vivid, too familiar, and oh Force his mind!
It is a trick, a lie, he tries telling himself. The Light to haunt him, except that the Light had always been softness and peace, and this here is anger and despair and the greatest pain a ten year old heart has ever known, and Kylo, who has spent all his life training in the Dark side, who has been honed through suffering and rage -
Kylo doesn’t know how to fight this. He doesn’t know how to keep suffering away.
And so he drowns.
Please, please don’t leave. He’ll be good, he promises, just don’t go! Mama, Papa, he… he… I miss you. Please come back!
But they never did come back, and once the pain comes it never leaves, and abandonment becomes loneliness and homesickness and resentment and everything else that came because they never came back.
He is Kylo Ren, he is the child in pain, and if the child is Organa’s son then it means something important that he cannot focus on right now, because all he can do is remember.
Oblivious to his mother’s tears, Ben Solo screams out his anguish.
Re: Ben Solo brainwashed, Fill 12/?
(Anonymous) 2016-02-28 08:34 pm (UTC)(link)BOOKMARKING RO READ WHEN COMPLETE, BECAUSE THIS IS ALL UP IN MY JAM.
Re: Ben Solo brainwashed, Fill 12/?
Re: Ben Solo brainwashed, Fill 12/?
(Anonymous) 2016-02-28 11:56 pm (UTC)(link)(But it doesn’t matter what he wants, it never did.)
Okay that hurts me bad. Thank you for updating the fill post about this.
Re: Ben Solo brainwashed, Fill 12/?
"It doesn't matter what he wants". To him, it is true on so many levels, as kiddy Ben, being brainwashed by Snoke, as a servant of the First Order, what he wanted never mattered. (Well, as a kid it isn't quite true, but he never had the chance to think about it as an adult ... :( )
Re: Ben Solo brainwashed, Fill 12/?
(Anonymous) 2016-04-04 08:50 am (UTC)(link)Re: Ben Solo brainwashed, Fill 12/?
(Anonymous) 2016-05-14 09:19 am (UTC)(link)Will you write more? I Love it!!
Re: Ben Solo brainwashed, Fill 12/?
(Anonymous) 2016-08-28 08:01 pm (UTC)(link)I love this fic. XD