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Is actually Satan - yessssssssss sin!

In this part RN-001 becomes Ren. Things progress.
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When Brendol Hux was fifteen RN-001 donned his armor on a more permanent basis and joined him as his bodyguard full time. RN-001 was subject to new rules, his armor could only be removed in Brendol’s room or the small connecting quarters that RN-001 called his own. Unlike the training facility where mirrors were forbidden in an effort to promote uniformity and the group over the individual the Hux home had many. The first time RN-001 saw himself he was surprised. He looked odd, almost exotic. He had dark hair was shorn short from regular shaving, dark eyes that looked like an endless abyss, freckles and markings that stood out in stark contrast to his pale skin and features that seemed all too large for his adolescent face.

Brendol had always said he was attractive but he wondered if the other man lied. He certainly didn’t look like the classmates that were considered to be attractive by their peers. That was another change. RN-001 followed Brendol at all times, that included class. Brendol was in final year of the officer’s academy and as a senior he was permitted certain allowances. RN-001 preferred this to his own training and found that the content of Brendol’s classes was far more fascinating than his own had been. He often stood at attention outside the classroom, he was not allowed inside, hanging on the instructor’s every word.

By far the worst thing he discovered during his short time outside of the training compound was how harsh Brendol’s relationship with his father actually was. RN-001 learned that Brendol Hux the elder would often slap or hit his son over some perceived fault. It could be as small as not announcing his presence in the house or thinking too loudly. RN-001 often only held himself back from helping Brendol because of the glare the red-head would give him. During one of these violent bouts Brendol was thrown into a wall by his father, his head making a sickening thump as it hit the hard surface. Something inside RN-001 broke at the sight of Brendol, his only ally crumpled on the floor. He grabbed the closest weapon, Brendol’s training blaster, and shot the man who dared to harm Brendol from behind. His aim was solid, his shot hitting his target in the back of his head. The tall man with gray hair fell forward, his blood pooling around the ground around him and his son.
RN-001 took of his mask, breaking a second rule, moments after he broke the first. He was in the common area of the Hux household but with Brendol lying against the wall, his eyes wide, his body shaking uncontrollably he wasn’t sure what else to do. “Brendol! Bren!” he called, kneeling in front of the younger Hux. Brendol snapped out of it, pulling his gaze from his father’s body to RN-001.

“R--- Rn, Ren.” He whispered his voice shaking as much as his hands. “Oh shit. Ren.” The Stormtrooper was taken aback by the shortened name. Hux despised nicknames. He supposed the other male must be in shock. He watched as Brendol took a deep breath, the shaking slowly stopping. “Thank you Ren. You completed your task successfully. I need you to hand me the gun. It will need to hang my finger prints on it. Then I will need you to go to my room and collect my holopad. I will need to take control of my family’s affairs and send commanders the reasoning why I killed my father. Brendol stood and walked over to RN-001 and hugged him. It was the first physical contact he had that wasn’t painful and he wasn’t certain why the realization made his eyes water.

They pulled apart and Brendol was a different man. His fear and anxiety gone, replaced with a single minded focus and need to complete the task at hand. Brendol placed RN-001’s helmet back on his head and then went to call his father’s superior, a man RN-001 had only heard of in whispered rumors during his training. The man who appeared on the holovid looked like a specter, more dead than alive. He was old and scarred and for a second RN-001 saw Brendol’s hand shake before he got himself back under control.

“Supreme Leader Snoke, I am Brendol Hux the second. I am sorry to disturb your eminence but I wanted to inform you that the matter of my father’s plots to overthrow you has been taken care of. I am sending you the evidence of such plots in case there is anything that does not fit in with your investigation of these matters and I wish for you to know that he will not be disturbing you again.” RN-001’s eyes widened behind his helmet. He knew that Brendol would have to lie he just didn’t think this was an eventuality he had already planned for. And what sort of man was the supreme leader that he would accept the death of a trusted ally at the hands of his son with a single word?

“You have pleased me Brendol. I am glad that you see that your father’s ambition was becoming problematic to us. It is good that you stepped in for the betterment of the galaxy and I look forward to seeing what you do in the future.” The man said without hesitation, the ominous sense in the room disappearing as the holovid disconnected.

Brendol leaned back, the tension fading from his body as he sunk down to the floor once more. “It’s lucky that man never liked my father. It provided an easy opening to manipulate.”

RN-001 was surprised. Had this all been a setup? “So you intended for me to kill your father?”

Brendol looked up at his Stormtrooper. “No, I intended to kill him myself soon. It would be the only way to be memorable enough to the supreme leader to keep on my schedule.” The schedule was something Brendol mentioned to RN-001 briefly in the past. Something about becoming the youngest general in The First Order. “It helps that he actually was plotting against The First Order for his own benefit.” Brendol smirked and looked at RN-001. “Ren, thank you. Things are going to change for us now. We’ll be going to serve on a Star Destroyer. I want you to know that you’re the only one I can trust Ren.”

Thank you sinful tuber

Rey is frustrated and acts out. Phasma decides to take matters into her own hands - literally. Things get heated.

No established relationship, please.

YES!

Please!

omg yes. this is perfect.

Yaaaaassss

BECAUSE THEIR SHIP NAME IS ORGASMA. Lady Knight and tiny bamf General getting shit done and being surrounded by idiots and/or making out?

Exactly what it says on the tin. Snakes on a Plane- IN SPAAAAACE! Maybe they tried to land the Finalizer on the Snake Homeworld? I don't really care how they got on there.

Oh wow, I really want to read this!

LMAO, this is adorable! I love these tiny homicidal maniacs, and poor mini-Hux, never getting to eat dessert before! D'aww. I want them to stay tiny, it's too cute.

Yessss

Kylo Ren saving General Hux for some reason, it's up to you.

Bonus points if both are uncomfortable with it.
Extra bonus points if Hux is injured and Kylo have to take care of it.

... I may have to ship something just for the name. Well, that and I have a weak point for tiny bamf Leia.

I NEED THIS SHIP

If you haven't seen the SNL sketch with Kylo Ren first I highly recommend watching it! (https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=FaOSCASqLsE)

So, Phasma, when she is a still a stormtrooper, is talking with Lt. Zack, Tim the stormtrooper, and Matt!Kylo Ren when she announces that she is going to proposition the head honcho of Starkiller Base.
Matt!Kylo Ren is dumbfounded, but of course goes to change back into his mask and cloak. Then, he and Phasma have sex but he never takes the mask off. They all sit together the next day and Phasma goes on about how good he was etc. all the while Matt!Kylo is blushing and becoming aroused while she goes on about it.

+1000 if, after Tim and Matt!Kylo leave, Phasma is talking to Zack and he says "you know Matt is Kylo Ren, right?" and she's just like "oh, yeah I knew the whole time"

I really would love a Rey/Kylo Black Jewels AU fic (with smut)

Kylo is technically still a prince, since Leia never formally abdicated. Hux does like power...

Oh my god this sounds like a cheesy bodice ripper romance novel trope, I love it.

Yum. Love and want this.

Ben/Kylo is around 13 or 14 here- I saw a thing saying he killed the other Jedi students when he was around 10, but I don't know if that's right or not? I figured the premise worked a little better with a younger teenager than a literal kid. Sorry if this is jarring for anyone.

It was always there, in the back of his mind- the softly whispered words of what he truly could be, if only he would just do what the quiet voices told him to do. He could be great, he could be a feared leader, he could finally get the recognition he deserved. His parents would have to pay attention to him then! He wouldn’t be weak like his mother and father, he would be strong, powerful, respected, like his grandfather.

And oh, young Ben Solo so desperately wanted to give into the voice. It was like a constant itch he couldn’t scratch, an annoying tickle in his throat that coughing wouldn’t relieve. It was tempting- so tempting. But the things the voice wanted him to do were just so… drastic. Kill his uncle. Slaughter the other students. Burn down the academy. Blow up the entire planet. Torture his father, and make his mother watch. While Ben admitted that the ideas had merit- certainly everyone would pay attention to him then- a part of him balked at the orders. He didn’t want to kill anyone, not really. In the future it might be necessary, but his classmates? His relatives? His sort-of friends? Even if he didn’t really get along with his parents he wasn’t sure he wanted to cause that much pain for them.

Contemplating his light saber, Ben grit his teeth. If it would make that stupid voice in the back of his head shut up, he would do it. Tomorrow morning, when everyone was getting ready to go to class, he’d do it. He’d kill every last one of them. The voice in the back of his head told him to remember every cruel thing his classmates had ever said about him, how hurtful it was when they’d excluded him from their games or passed notes behind him. It told him to remember how humiliated he’d been when Iaa Dotoke in the cohort above him had pretended she’d liked him only to have a laugh later with her friends about how stupid Ben Solo thought she’d actually been interested in him.

Good, good, use your hate. Kill her first, then her friends will finally see what they should have seen all along. That girl would have been lucky to have you like her back!

“Yes…” Ben muttered under his breath.

And think about all of them who called you skinny and weird-looking with huge ears. Wouldn’t it feel good to see them suffer?

“It would,” Ben said in response to the voice in his head, caressing his light saber.

Where does that one kid get off calling you weird-looking anyway? He has tentacles! And that girl has cat ears and a tail. At least you look like a normal human, right? You’d really be doing the galaxy a favor, nobody would have to put up with their pointless insults anymore, or look at their ugly mugs.

Tomorrow. He’d do it tomorrow.

“DON’T DO IT!” a completely different voice shouted. Aloud. This time, Ben jumped. Where did that come from? Had someone overheard his thoughts? He thought he’d been shielding them, but it was possible he could have dropped them accidentally. And that would be terrible, especially in a school full of mind-readers. The last thing he needed was someone overhearing what he’d been planning and telling his uncle. Then his uncle would put him in confinement, take away his saber, and contact his parents. He didn’t think he could bear it, his mother’s disappointment and his father’s comments about him being just like his psychopathic grandfather.

“I can hear that, you know.”

“Uwaah!” Ben shrieked aloud, scrabbling backwards on his bedding when a translucent, glowing man bearing a striking resemblance to him materialized in front of him. The spirit seemed a bit put out.

“You know, I really only turned evil because I didn’t want your grandmother to die, although it didn’t work out very well considering I was the one that ended up killing her. Still, ‘psychopathic?’ That’s a bit harsh, don’t you think?”

“Grandfather? Darth Vader?” Ben asked, his eyes going wide.

“I prefer Anakin these days, but yes,” the spirit said. “You’ve grown so much… you’re turning into a powerful Jedi, and like all powerful Jedi, you’re being seduced by the Dark Side. That’s why I’m here.”

“You want me to join the Dark Side?” Ben asked. Anakin shrugged.

“It’s not up to me, that’s your decision. But I could sense that you’re conflicted, so I came here to talk to you. I cannot make your choices for you, but if you want some advice, mass murder isn’t the best way to go spreading the Dark Side. I tried that, and it cost me the love of my life and the chance to see my children grow up, and to meet my grandson as a living being. And being dead, you get some insight into how people work. You see, killing everyone only instills fear and anger for a few moments, then they can channel their energy into fighting back, destroying you. The best way to represent the Dark Side is to be as annoying as possible.”

“Be annoying?” Ben asked. Anakin nodded.

“That low-level anger can take hold of the person and fester, eating away at their controls. If you really want to undermine the Light, that is what you will do.”

“But what about the voice telling me to kill everyone?” Ben asked.

“A voice?” Anakin asked.

“Yes, I hear it in the back of my head, it tells me that in order to become strong like you I need to kill everyone in this academy and torture my parents,” Ben answered. Anakin looked concerned, his brow furrowing.

“I once heard something like that too,” he said slowly. “Ultimately, following its orders made me turn back to the Light. If you truly want to be Dark, you’ll ignore it and follow my advice.”

Ben thought for a moment. What his grandfather was saying made sense- if he killed everyone, how would they be angry and resentful? But annoying them… that would make a much better field for the seeds of the Dark Side to be planted in.

“I will do as you instruct, Grandfather.”

“Good boy,” Anakin’s ghost said, patting Ben on the head. “Your grandmother sends her regards- she and I are both very proud of you.” With that, the spirit faded away, leaving Ben alone once again, with a new plan formulating in his head.

And, for once, Ben’s mind was clear of that insidious voice.

++For it backfiring horribly

Leia starts planning a wedding.

I really just want Kylo Ren being creepy towards Poe -- sending him messages, leaving things where he knows Poe'll find them, being possessive even from afar.

Can be as dark as you want. Past relationship between them optional. Can be canon setting or modern AU.

+ Finn and Poe have just started to see each other, and Poe is trying to hide what's going on from him.
++ Poe wants nothing to do with Kylo Ren, and Kylo is not sympathetic at all.
+++ Finn being super protective of Poe when he finds out.

The Master of the Knights of Ren has a less than terrifying habit. He doesn't think anyone knows but there's one (or a few) who do.

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