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Ben Solo never became Kylo Ren but a jedi, and Hux never served First Order, but rather became General Organa's right-hand man instead. When they meet for the first time sparks and insults fly. Han and Leia don't know whether to be worried or amused.

+ 10 Ben still has his anger issues and Hux is a coldish bastard.

I would love to see a good meaty fill like this. My support to whoever takes this on!!!

A lot of this part is about Hux joining the Resistance in his youth and his early relationship with Leia (because I was curious about that), but fear not: there's soon going to be a blossoming of belligerent sexual tension.
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That they don't meet sooner is pure happenstance. But Ben is away, training, when another young man is found stowed away on a freighter hauling building materials for a new Resistance base and brought before General Organa.

"I seek asylum," the young man says very seriously. He stands up straight and has trouble holding her gaze. "But if you cannot grant it, I understand."

"Why wouldn't I?" Leia says. She has some idea, but she'd like to hear it from him.

"My father serves the First Order," he says. "And the Empire, before that. I was meant to do the same." He had been at one of the junior military academies out in the Unknown Regions, no doubt. But he can't be much older than Ben -- he might be younger, at that. Barely into his teens and already with a soldier's respect for her command position.

"And you don't want to," Leia says.

"No," he says.

"You should be seeking asylum through the Republic's bureaucracy," Leia says. The young man hesitates.

"I don't understand," he says. "This is -- the Resistance is the Republic, isn't it?"

"Not exactly," Leia says. "Who is your father, if you don't mind my asking?" He flinches, just slightly, and steels himself to answer.

"Commandant Brendol Hux," he says. "But I was told you wouldn't..." he trails off, and starts again. "I was given to believe that the Resistance does not routinely take civilian hostages." Nor does the First Order, as far as Leia knows, but it had been common policy under the Empire. Family members of suspected political dissidents were held at court indefinitely, if they were caught. Leia herself had escaped such a fate by the skin of her teeth, elected to public office before Bail Organa's family could be lured to Coruscant. And then she was too much in the public eye to be held prisoner. For a little while, at least; until Palpatine stopped caring about appearances and dissolved the Senate.

"We don't," Leia says. "I would appreciate any information you can give us, but you'll be free to do as you wish, once you've been documented as a refugee. The Resistance is not the Republic, though: we are strictly military, and they are governmental." The young man frowns. It dawns on Leia that he may not understand the idea of a government other than military rule. He'll have heard of the idea of it, in whatever skewed version of history he was taught, but he may not comprehend how that works in a practical sense.

Someone else can explain it to him, she thinks: she has other work to do. An aide leads him away, and she wishes him the best, and thinks that will be the end of it.

Leia Organa is not that lucky.

She finds out two days later that young Mr. Hux has refused to leave the base. There are people barking orders left and right without paying attention to who follows them. No one in the mess hall asks for identification. There are other minors on the base, children of pilots and administrators. He is useful and unnoticed. Unnoticed, at least, until he crosses paths with the pilot who found him in the first place, at which point he bolts into the unfinished half of the base. There are too many places to hide: he could stay there until he starves, or be walled up alive, if he has the willpower to stay silent. Leia thinks he might.

"Mr. Hux!" she calls, striding down a skeletal hallway. "This is General Organa." She remember his deference to her rank. "We need to have a serious discussion." There is a clatter from further down, and then a flash of copper-colored hair. He stumbles out from behind a beam looking contrite and trying to hide his fear.

"My apologies, general," he says. "I acted rashly. It won't happen again." He can't be more than fourteen but he speaks like someone twice his age. She thinks of Ben, of his silence and his petulance, and her heart aches. She knows she has to send Hux away, too. It's the way of the world.

"It's won't happen again because you will be settled with a family to look after you," she says.

"Please let me be useful," Hux says quietly. He will not argue directly with an order. She could resolve this easily. She knows how.

But: she thinks of Ben again, who is far away, and who was so scared but so determined when she sent him to Luke. If she concentrates she can feel him even now. He is struggling but prevailing. Growing strong.

Leia hands Hux off to an aide again, with instructions this time to find a junior officer to look after him and mentor him. She doesn't need the Force to sense the weight and depth of his gratitude. She looks over his progress reports and, after nearly a year, recommends him for formal recruitment into a low-level administrative position. He hasn't made many friends during that time.

"Kriff, Leia, what do you care?" Han says with his usual tact when she mentions it. "He'll adapt, if he's serious about staying."

"The problem is that he's too serious," Leia says. "He needs someone to talk to."

"What about Shara Bey's son? He's nice to everyone. Even Ben liked him," Han says. He doesn't seem to notice his own use of the past tense. Leia feels it deeply. It's been over two years now since they've seen Ben in the flesh, and Han doesn't even have the benefit of the Force to contact him.

They don't talk about it; they avoid the subject. Once in a while they'll get a holo, but Ben doesn't want to be distracted from his training. Luke seems to think this is for the best, too. Something dark and powerful had tried to contact him through the Force, and he'd told Luke, and they'd dealt with it somehow. But part of Ben had been drawn to that. Maybe part of him always will be.

Hux is away at a conference on Leia's behalf another year on when Ben finally comes home. Not for long, Luke says on the holo he sends, cautioning her against too much hope. We still have a lot to work on, and I want him to start helping with the younger padawans' training. But he needs to see you. It's been too long for all of you.

Ben hears about Hux from Shara Bey's son, who had done his best to befriend him (on Leia's suggestion). With very little effect.

"He sounds like a real piece of work," Ben says. Han laughs. Delighted to hear something of himself in the way his son talks, even after all this time, Leia thinks. "I mean, I shouldn't judge," Ben says with a frown. "I haven't met him."

"But you trust Poe," Leia says. "I understand."

"No," Ben says, frustrated. "You don't understand. As a Jedi, I'm supposed to make calm and reasoned assessments. I can't do that if I take everyone else's opinions as fact." He stands abruptly and bows. "I'm going to go meditate on it. If anyone comes looking for me, tell them not to."

"Ben," Leia says gently. "There are people here who haven't seen you in almost four years. People who care about you."

"I'm not supposed to have personal attachments," Ben says. His voice cracks. He looks furious and mortified. "I shouldn't have even come back." Leia decides to have a talk with Luke about exactly what kind of values he's teaching her son.

Ben relents, by the time he's ready to go back, and talks to his mother about it. Luke wasn't that strict, but Ben had been drawn to the most traditional Jedi teachings after his brush with the dark side. He meant to keep himself in check. But it only seemed to be winding him up tighter. This was to be his trial, Luke had told him: a more difficult one than the Jedi of old had to face because it has no definite end. And he has to choose how to fight it.

He goes back to Luke quiet and determined.

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AAAHHH <3 I think i flailed about 5 minutes when I noticed a fill
I love this. Can't wait for more!!

I really love the character complexity you've brought to this. I'm looking forward to the rest of it.

I'm hooked. what a wonderful start. the characterization is excellent.

not op anon, but eager and excited to see you continue this :)

Sorry for the wait, guys! It has been (and continues to be) been a rough week on my end. My choice of Hux's first name was heavily influenced by some comments on this prompt: http://tfa-kink.dreamwidth.org/1082.html?thread=909114#cmt909114
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By the time he's nineteen, Hux's approach to dealing with other people has mellowed out to what Leia considers an acceptable level.

"I'd rather be respected than feared," he explains, which is an improvement. He follows this by saying that he'd still rather be feared than loved, but Leia can't fault him for that too much. (She feels much the same way in a professional context.) His coworkers in tactics and communications don't actively dislike him and he's good at his job. For a while, that's enough.

When he proves that he's more than just competent, Leia is the first to ask him to be on her personal staff. It's also a preemptive move to keep anyone else from bringing him up on charges of insubordination. Technically speaking, he doesn't have clearance to be in the meeting in the first place, and he definitely doesn't have the authority to first disagree with and then try to shout down Admiral Ackbar.

"That was very stupid," she says afterward, "and you're not going to do it again. That's an order." Hux is tight-lipped. "What were you thinking?"

"I was thinking that I would rather spend a few days in the brig than send a dozen pilots to their deaths," Hux says sharply, and drops her gaze. He steadies himself and looks back at her before continuing. "There is a lack of understanding among high command of how the First Order operates. The pilots, the communications agents, the saboteurs -- the people in more direct contact with them -- have a very different view of things. The First Order is not the Empire, General Organa, and the older commanders who served in the Rebel Alliance have a tendency to forget that."

"Well said, Hux," Leia says. "I want you in my briefings from now on." He looks startled but nods. "But you're not sitting in on any meetings until you're at least a colonel. Understood, lieutenant?" He salutes.

With one crisis averted, there is almost immediately another crisis, because of course there is. This time it comes a week later in the form of a visit from Ben.

"--been here five years and I've never seen you," Hux's voice floats down the hallway to her office. "I'm not about to let a warrior-monk with no identification waltz in to see General Organa."

"I'm her son," another voice responds irritably. Familiar, but deeper than she remembered.

"The holo on her desk is probably about ten years old," Hux says. "Anyone could claim to be her son." It is Ben, of course. Leia could feel him and Luke approaching before they even hit atmosphere. Unannounced but not unwelcome. She had meant to meet them at the hangar, but then other duties had intervened. She stands from her desk now and stretches.

"I've been back in the last five years and I haven't seen you," Ben says. "For all I know, you might be infiltrating the base." The answering silence is troubling. Leia has a moment of vertigo as she steps out the door and has to pause and catch her breath. "Mother," she hears Ben say, and turns in time to see Hux fall to the floor. Dead weight, unconscious.

"Ben," she says. "What are you doing?"

"Master Luke has something urgent to discuss with you," Ben says.

"I meant what are you doing with my aide," she says.

"Oh," Ben says. "That. I was trying to scan his mind to make sure he wasn't lying."

"Trying?" Leia echoes. Ben frowns. "Bring him to medical and send your uncle in to see me. We're going to discuss this later."

"They won't be able to do anything for him," Ben says. "He should be fine when he wakes up."

"I still don't want my staff lying on the floor for people to trip on them," Leia says. "Medical, Ben." He scowls. Leia turns and marches back to her office. Once the door is closed, she puts her head in her hands, sighing deeply.

"He's making progress," Luke says when she brings it up. "I wouldn't have brought him with me otherwise."

"But?" Leia prompts.

"But I don't think he's well-suited to teaching, and I don't think he's going to figure out his own path by staying with me forever," Luke says. "He wants to help you, believe it or not. And if that doesn't work out..." Luke trails off, spreading his hands wide. "There's a whole galaxy out there. And he's always welcome to come back and help me." He reaches across the desk and takes her hand. Reassurance, maybe; apology, more likely.

"He's off to a great start," Leia grumbles. "Prying into someone's mind. Isn't that dangerous?"

"Not if he was only reading surface thoughts," Luke says. "He's good at that. With a little more training, he could probably pluck thoughts right out of someone's head. But it's not something I'd encourage. There's a lot of temptation there." Leia nods. It could be useful; it might not be ethical.

There's a kind of comfort just in having Luke so close. Missing Ben is a sudden sharp pang whenever she thinks of him; missing Luke is a constant low ache that she barely notices until it's gone. They are quiet as they walk to the infirmary together, steps in perfect sync.

The infirmary itself is not quiet.

"Ensure-The-Rule-Of-Law Hux," Ben says. "No wonder you go by just your family name, lieutenant."

"And here I thought the Jedi were meant to be even-handed in their dealings," Hux says tartly. "Consider my misapprehension corrected: the Jedi are without respect for anyone, including themselves!"

"It's like looking into a mirror, isn't it?" Luke says with deceptive mildness. Leia chooses not to smack him upside the head. She is, after all, a tactician. She waits until he tries to pass by her in a narrow doorway and elbows him for the sake of plausible deniability.

"You know, I don't think Poe Dameron ever grew out of his crush on you," she says nonchalantly as he pauses, wincing, because an elbow to the ribs feels like letting him off too easy. "I'll be sure to tell him you're around." Luke's answering expression is both thunderous and panicked. She had always wanted a sibling growing up, and so had he -- who can blame them for making up for lost time?

Ahhhh this is as satisfying to read as eating a grilled cheese sandwich! I love how the story is progressing and the chemistry between the trash babies is always a treat! Keep up the great work!

Ohhhhh my god, this is amazing. I adore the stuffing out of this. I've never even used that saying before but it is apt. I love seeing Light!Ben having many issues and you captured that really well in a p short amount of time, and OH LIGHT!HUX IS THE BEST you're amazing this is amazing

hello this is the anon who made that 'what if imperials named their kids like puritans' comment (and the 'quadsy' one). i shrieked when i saw what you named him here.

seriously tho, i love where this is going, and ben and hux feel so in character for all that they're on the opposing side.

Author!anon here, and I am HONORED that you liked my use of your Imperial naming framework. I'd also like to take this opportunity to thank you for the several hours of hilarity that two friends and I enjoyed while texting each other potential names for Hux based on the idea. (We-Have-Been-Tested Hux and Protection-Of-Your-Graces Hux were the runners up, after the one I ended up using, and those I may yet use in other kink meme prompt fills in the future.) Truly, your foresight and vision have been a blessing.

I absolutely love this. I'm wondering though how old is Kylo supposed to be? Hux is 19 in Part 2. Are you going with the canon age difference which puts Hux 4-5 years ahead of Ben or are they supposed to be closer in age?

Author!anon here -- I had initially heard that Hux was about a year younger than Kylo, based on info from the Star Wars visual dictionary, so that's what I'm going with. (Though I have more recently heard that the screenplay contradicts that, and instead posits the age difference you mention! The creative team on this franchise is so big that I'm not surprised there are some inconsistencies in the various sources, haha.)

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