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Admission: I completely and totally ripped this from the InfoSites summary on Hades and Persephone. (http://www.infoplease.com/cig/mythology/hades-takes-wife-persephone.html)

Hades Takes a Wife: Persephone

Once upon a time, a woman walked the plains of existence whom brought balance to the Force. Raised in the scorched and forgotten lands of Jakku, she followed the path of her ancestors and marched into a war against Light and Dark. Rey, the daughter of sun and sky, was an innocent maiden, a scavenger who loved to play in the fields where the sands devoured time.

The Force had other designs for Rey: Kylo Ren would steal her innocence and light, transforming her into the dreaded goddess of the Dark Side.

♠

Where Have All the Flowers Gone?

Kylo Ren, commander of the Knights of Ren, fell in love with Rey and desired her as his bride. His obsession with the woman was spurred forward by the disapproval of his companion Hux. Hux warned Kylo Ren that neither Snoke nor Luke would ever approve of their union, for Snoke would discard Kylo Ren in favor of devouring Rey’s Light, and Luke would not want his apprentice seduced by the darkness. To Hux’s dismay, Kylo Ren resolved to abduct the maiden.

Rey was running; gathering her thoughts one day on Takodana. Kylo Ren suddenly appeared, thundering across the sky with his white-clad fleet. The Knight swooped down upon Rey, scooped her up with one arm, and literally swept her off her feet -- leaving the grass scattered with blossoms of blood and petals of shrapnel as he carried her across the literal and figurative threshold.

The abduction happened so swiftly that none of Rey’s companions could defend her. The sky opened up before Kylo Ren’s chariot and the Knight led a carbon-kissed fleet out into space. As Kylo Ren and Rey disappeared into the sky, a hole sundered into the lives behind them; their ray of hope stolen.

♠

The Long Winter of Her Discontent

Leia soon came to collect her fleet, but could not find a trace of Rey or Kylo Ren. Distraught and desperate, Leia searched high and low for hints of the First Order’s designs. Leia was a fury; ordering attendants and recon missions to outposts and shipyards, commands flying from her like a magnetic storm in the harbor.

Finally able to approach the General, the exiled soldier Finn told Leia that Rey had been carried away. The Resistance went to Han, king of the skies, who saw everything that happened on Takodana. Han told Leia what had happened, but also tried to persuade Leia that Kylo Ren -- their son and leader of the Knights of Ren -- was not the man they remembered.

Leia refused to accept Kylo Ren’s decisions as his own, and enraged by the news of Rey’s abduction, she refused to return to the Republic. Instead she doubled her efforts to uncover the First Order’s plans, recruiting her followers into a Resistance dedicated to stopping the First Order.

After witnessing the destruction a continued war would herald, Han realized that if he allowed Leia to persist, all of the Republic would starve -- leaving no one to honor past debts made to the gods of luck and good bounties. Han sent a handful of trustworthy aids and droids to convince Leia to return to Hosnian Prime and restore stability to the Republic.

But Leia refused to budge until her son stood by her side. Han had no choice: he relented, promising to bring Kylo Ren back to his mother.

♠

The Renewal of Spring

Finn, emboldened by Han, raced to the Starkiller Base to rescue Rey. Kylo Ren shrugged compliantly and agreed to let her go. Rey had not been touched by the First Order -- whether from respect or fear -- since her arrival on the Finalizer. But before she left, Kylo Ren tempted Rey with inclusion; he bridged their minds, and soon their lips, in an appeasement to the desperate search within herself. This act of misdirection did the trick: Rey faced the temptation of the Dark Side heart first and, by her own consent, made love to the Knight. Her fingers embraced his wartorn flesh, her heart twined with his in the eternal struggle of survival, and his darkness enveloped her light. She decided to remain with the First Order.

The rescue mission undone, Rey proposed a compromise that her admirers reluctantly accepted: Since she had tasted the fruit of the Dark Side, she would dwell part of every year with the First Order. Rey would spend six months as Queen of the First Order and the rest of the year with Leia’s Resistance.

After agreeing to the deal, Leia returned to the Republic with Rey in tow. Thus began a revival in the Force, where the Jedi Order grew and flourished under the thriving Republic. But when the time came for Rey to return to the First Order, the Republic’s ideals became colder and less fertile, reigniting the war between the Resistance and the First Order.

Since the abduction of Rey, spring and summer have given way to autumn and winter, and the galaxy’s political climate has followed the cycle of Jakku’s seasons. In the fall, seeds -- like the acceptance of the Jedi Order and the trade routes of the Republic -- are buried under the rubble of warships. But in the spring, Rey ushers the Force into the sun once more.

♠

Queen of the First Order

Although she spent only half of her life in the First Order, little is known of Rey's life with the Republic after her abduction. Underground, however, she was revered ever after as the Goddess of the Dark Side. So feared was she that smugglers often invoked her name in curses.

Despite her forbidding image, Queen Rey did sometimes show a capacity for mercy. When Poe offered his own life in place his entire squadron’s, Rey sent them back from the First Order and spared them all. Rey also exhibited strong maternal feelings when Hux entrusted her with safeguarding his cat Milliscent. Indeed, she became so enamored of the creature that she refused to give him back. (Kylo Ren ultimately ruled that Milliscent would spend one third of his life with Rey, one third with Hux, and one third with whomever he wished.)

Rey had no children by Kylo Ren, but she remained faithful to him -- and saw that he remained faithful to her. When Kylo Ren attempted to seduce Hux, Rey transformed the nymph into a fragrant mint plant. Similarly, she thwarted her husband's attempt to seduce Mitaka by changing that nymph into a white poplar tree.

Kylo Ren returned the favor when Finn journeyed to the First Order in an attempt to abduct Rey and bring her back to D’Qar as his bride. When Finn arrived with his friend Poe and announced his intentions, Kylo Ren graciously offered the visitors a seat. The two sat down in the Oubliette Chairs: durasteel seats that entrapped their hosts and injected them with a serum that placed them in status. Though Poe was later freed by the Resistance, Finn remained in the First Order forever.

...Yeah that clone!fic was totally me. >:) I'm kind of riding the Palpatine train to hell right now, seriously. Fanfic grabbed me by the ovaries, so now I'm doing the clone!Palpatine thing. Like, a lot. Sorry for the late response, it's a bit tough to camp on these post anonymously...

LOLOL yeah Kylux is definitely Anakin/Vader reloaded (and with younger casting, though srsly screw ageism :P). I prefer Palpakin, but Kylux can be quite fun sometimes >:) They work their way into my fic on occasion...

I'm just getting up the nerve to write Prequel Trilogy!Palpatine too. Juuuust maybe getting a handle on that world, largely thanks to Darth Videtur's stuff.

I've been busy too...It's my last semester of grad school, and this is after several years as an overworked post-undergrad technically-an-adult :P TFA revived my thirst for this fandom, that's for damn sure.

I have filled this over here on AO3: http://archiveofourown.org/works/8254988

I hope you like it!

I just found this and it's adorable!

http://archiveofourown.org/works/9095386

Hope you'll like it :)

Filled! Here you go, nonny:

align my heart
https://archiveofourown.org/works/9139744

http://archiveofourown.org/works/9335270

Hope you like it, it starts out as dub-con but then becomes very enthusiastically consensually

https://archiveofourown.org/works/9842045

This is a really old prompt, but what if Finn fucked Poe's shaved legs?

http://archiveofourown.org/works/13060557

Hope you'll like it :)

Don't know about the OP, but I definitely like it. :)

Joining the space Mexico party with a twist: I’m from BCS

We have, like, nothing

(Including, until recently, cartel activity...)

But also I want a non-mundane AU so that horrible things can happen as a result of Force-users having influence over hurricanes? Like imagine if Odile were Ren’s fault ugh

Maybe in honor of Hays Minor the Order’s that corporation that wanted to shear the top off the Sierra de la Laguna so they could mine gold with arsenic...

Never Underestimate a Droid

“Beep!”

The man previously known as Kylo Ren, now going by his birth name of Ben Solo, was sitting in a dark corner of the base. He looked up at the orange and white droid. “Rey will be back in a day or so.” He frowned at the droid, “Come here, I’ll fix that antenna for you.”

*

People talked about him behind his back, some even bothered to whisper. People would accidently collide with him, fools who wanted to irritate him into a display of temper, but he kept his calm, but rarely apologized unless it was his fault. He moved around the base, knowing that the only thing standing between him and a jail cell was his mother, one of the few people willing to be seen with him.

*

Ben spent his days hiding from everyone, only talking to Rey, Leia, and Chewbacca on a regular basis. He staked out a remote corner of the workshop and worked on repairing whatever landed on his workbench. He would run the training course with Rey, only offering advice when asked. Rey often joined him in the workshop, sometimes helping with repairs, but often going through the old Jedi tests, finally having someone to ask about the obscure and bizarre things found in there.

Ben had finished explaining something when he realized Rey had fallen asleep. Knowing what her schedule was like he let her sleep. He looked down when BB8 bumped his leg and beeped excitedly. “Hello, shhh, she’s – recharging.” He crouched next to the droid. “Well I see your problem, let’s rotate you a bit and let me see if I can fix this.” He detached the dented panel, “Oh I can fix this.” He glanced at the sleeping Rey, “Let’s see if I can fix this quietly.”

*

Poe boarded the Falcon and called out, “BB8! You in here buddy?” He heard enthusiastically whooping beeps, and he followed them expecting to find Rey working in the guts of the ship.

Instead he froze as he heard the deep voice of Ren-no-more answering BB8’s question, “No, I don’t know how this ship still flies. Take my advice and try not to talk to the hyperdrive, it’s really bizarre. Could you scoot me a pilex driver?”

Poe stepped forward but wasn’t fast enough to stop BB8 from passing on the tool. “What the hell are you doing?” He demanded of the man.

Ben tapped the pilex driver against his other hand, “Trying to keep this piece of junk flyable.” He began to nonchalantly slide back into the underbelly.

“I mean what are you doing with BB8?”

“Having a conversation?”

“With my droid?”

“It would be rude to not reply to his queries or requests. My mother taught me that.”

Poe had no defense against that, especially when Ren-no-more quoted the General. He groaned and stomped off.

*

“You may want to roll back a bit.”

BB8 gave some inquisitive beeps ending with an alarmed beep as Ben picked up a large hammer.

“I’m about to perform some, oh you’d call it percussive maintenance.” He waited until the droid rolled back out of the way. Ben secured the goggles and gave the plating of the Falcon a few firm and determined whacks with the hammer.

Rey and Finn paused an appropriate distance away. Finn glared at Ren-no-more whacking away on the Falcon. “Are you sure he knows what he is doing? It looks more like sabotage not a needed repair and look how close BB8 is, he’s being a bit careless.” Finn looked at Rey who was watching Ren-no-more intently. “Rey?”

“Huh?” She finally tore her attention from Ben, “D-did you say something?”

Ben was lowering the loosened panel to the ground and BB8 rolled forward to better scan the now exposed inner working and report the results to Ben. “Kriff.” He listened to more of the droid’s report. “Well the last time we had to replace this system I was really young and Chewie was responsible for opening the panel, and he nearly squashed my dad with it.” He spotted Rey and gave her and Finn a little wave. He smiled at her flustered gaze and turned to listen to BB8’s comment. “Yes, Rey is happy to see me. It’s good to be wanted.”

“Did he drop the panel on anyone?” At Finn’s slightly astonished face Leia simply shrugged, “Last time that system was replaced Chewie dropped the panel cover on Han.” Chewbacca cried out a protest, “Ok, sorry Chewie, you dropped the panel and Han narrowly avoided being squashed because Ben pushed the panel out of the way using the Force.”

*

*

“Help!”

Ben looked up from his work to see Rose Tico running toward him with BB8 in her arms. “Miss Tico?”

She plopped the lifeless droid on the workbench. “He won’t take a charge and if Poe comes back and finds BB8 out of commission then I will be out of commission.”

Ben was already hooking BB8 up to some diagnostic tools, “And what will he say when he finds out you brought BB8 to me?”

“It was either you or Gerfer and Gerfer can’t find his ass with both hands.”

Ben tried to hide his smirk by concentrating on the equipment readouts. “Oh look, his recharge port is fried. We will need a to-v254-bb.” He looked at her, then leaned over BB8, “Some moof milker keeps locking me out of the parts system and Rey’s not here…”

“Oh!” Rose dashed toward the wall of drawers, punched in the code then looked for where the drawer popped out, “Oh Kriff! And Rey isn’t here.” She looked at the small drawer high on the wall.

Ben shook his head and held out his hand and a part flew from the drawer into his hand and he pushed the drawer closed. Rose had watched this then said, “She freeclimbs if people hoard the ladder.”

Ben only shook his head as they returned to the bench. With Rose’s help it only took a few minutes to replace the part and it only took a few minutes for BB8 to absorb enough charge to activate. He sat up and beeped woozily.

“Feeling better?” Ben asked BB8, “Good.”

Rose sighed in relief, “Thank you.” She said patting BB8’s dome.

“You’re welcome, Miss Tico.”

“Rose.”

“Rose, let me.” Ben lifted the droid to the floor, “He should charge overnight, and he’ll be fine.”

*

Ben lay in the woods, just knowing that he would die here lost and alone. He knew there were internal injuries from the beating, and he knew that two of his attackers were unhelmeted Knights of Ren, but he doubted if the resistance members with them knew that. He coughed, not surprised to see the blood from his mouth.

“BEEP!” BB8 rolled over and beeped and warbled at Ben.

Ben looked at the droid, “I have a new antenna on order for you.” He coughed some more. “Try not to get it bent out of shape.”

BB8 beeped frantically and wobbled back and forth. Ben looked up and asked, “Are you sure?’ He moaned at the affirmative answer. “Kriff.” He rolled onto his stomach, then up to his knees and began crawling to a large nearby tree. BB8 rolled after him, making questioning beeps. “I can’t help Rey like this, I need a quick repair and recharge.”

Ben collapsed against the tree and whispered an apology to the tree before beginning to pull the life energy out of the tree.

Leia glowered up at the two ringleaders, two relatively new members of the resistance, now revealed to be Knights of Ren. Rey moaned and Leia reached down and put her hand on her head to settle the injured young woman.

There was a buzz from the crowd as the doors of the bay opened to reveal Ben and BB8 silhouetted in the setting sun. Ben reached out and took Rey’s lightsaber from the Knight who had taken it from her. It landed in his hand and he activated it as he entered the bay, the crowd parting in front of them.

The Knights tighten their grip on their weapons, then thought better of it, tossing the weapons to the ground and surrendering. Leia gestured and the security moved in and Ben deactivated the lightsaber. He hobbled forward and dropped next to Leia and Rey.

He placed his hand over Rey’s forehead, and she stirred, then gasped ad he removed his hand. “Ben?” she asked groggily.

“Medic!” Leia called reaching out to touch Ben’s face, “How are you, they said they left you for dead.”

“I’m fine.”

“More Medics!”

“Mom…”

“Don’t ‘Mom’ me young man.”

BB8 rolled around them beeping, Ben scowled, “Don’t help her. Open wide.” BB8, whirled in place and opened a compartment which Ben stuck the lightsaber into. “Thank you.”

*

Rey and Ben were returning from a walk in the woods, when Rose walked up and handed Ben a small package, “This came for you.”

“Thank you, Rose.”

“It’s been searched.” Rose said as she walked off.

“They could’ve at least opened the package for me.” He said glaring at the blister pack.

“What is it?” Rey asked.

BB8 came rolling up, beeping and rocking back and forth. Ben knelt and laughed softly, “Okay, friend, sit still.” He took off the old antenna and replacing it with the new one. “Better?”

Rey laughed as BB8 rolled around them in happiness and then rolled off looking for Poe to show off his new antenna.

Starkiller base had been destroyed and a few weeks had passed when Supreme Leader Snoke had called Hux before him. He had given him several drugs and told him that for the next standard year that Kylo Ren would be his to do with as he pleased, for Ren had been unable to find the scavenger girl who bested him or the map to Skywalker.

“Anything?”

“Try not to kill him, but anything else is fair game General.”

*

Hux had a strange fascination with Leia of Alderaan, even though she led the opposition, a promoter of chaos and disorder. He had been intrigued to say the least when he learned the Kylo Ren was her son. His temper tantrums, his wild and irrational ideas did not seem to stem from the woman who bore him. Hux knew from experience that he did not like talking about her, even from a tactical or historical standpoint, only saying, “She is who she is.”

*

Kylo Ren was highly suspicious of Hux’s invitation to his cabin. He was still waiting to be called before Snoke and still waiting for information to come back from his feelers. He left word to his Knights that he was meeting Hux and might not respond immediately but they were to keep looking for the scavenger girl. The strange and random connections he had with her through the Force were nearly driving him crazy.

Hux waved him inside and invited him to hit play on the viewer. Gamely Kylo did and then hit pause almost just as quickly.

“You’ve seen it before?”

“I know the story and that is unpleasant enough.” Kylo said. He glared at the offered glass, but somehow knew he was in for a long strange evening and suspected he would have to relate the tale. He softly sighed, then removed his helmet, setting it to the side and taking the offered glass.

Hux listened as Kylo told the tale, a compilation of several versions, but the basic tale was simple. Kylo had taken a seat somewhere along the way and when he was done he went to stand up, wobbled in place, then collapsed to the floor.

Hux approached carefully and nudged Kylo carefully, then breathed in relief at finding him unconscious. Then he smiled.

*

Kylo woke up to a world that lacked clarity and his head felt like it was wrapped in cotton. He tried to move and found that his hands were bound together and he was bent over a bed and he was naked. He tried to reach out with the force and realized he couldn’t access it. He quelled the instinctive sense of panic and looked around and realized he was still in Hux’s quarters.

Hux entered dressed only in a pair of undershorts, with a predatory gleam in his eyes. Kylo struggled against his bonds, not needing the Force to know what was coming.

“You have a mouth made to be fucked but judging by the glare you are giving me you would try to hurt me.” Hux said reaching down to touch Kylo’s face.

Kylo jerked his face away and shuddered as Hux ran his hand down Kylo’s spine. He struggled when Hux reached his asshole and probed the opening. Then growled and struggled anew when Hux reached down a tugged on Kylo’s cock.

“Virgin?”

“None of your damn business.” Kylo broke off in a yelp as cold lube hit his opening. Then began squirming as Hux began fingering him. “Please stop touching me, it’s unpleasant, and I do not want to be intimate with you.”

Hux jabbed his finger in and caused Kylo to cry out, “Doesn’t matter, Leader Snoke said you are mine to do with as I please. Your wants and needs don’t matter.” Hux rubbed on Kylo’s prostate and made the man whimper. Then he pulled his finger free and dropped his shorts, rubbing lube on himself.

Kylo made a wail of pain as Hux began shoving his way in. He panted trying to get a handle on the pain, not so easy without the help of the Force. Hux moaned at the tight fit, pausing when he was all the way in. Hux braced himself with hands on Kylo’s broad back. With Kylo pleading for him to stop, Hux began thrusting in and out, building to a very nice orgasm.

“Please don’t come in me.”

Hux rammed all the way in and leaned over and said in Kylo’s ear, “I’ll come where I please, up your ass, on your back, on your stomach, on your face!” He ground his hip against him, “Are you afraid that you’ve been dosed with a drug that makes you weak and susceptible? Good guess.” He stood a bit straighter, then began thrusting hard, Kylo tried to not cry but tears leaked from his eyes due to the pain.

Hux came with a groan, spilling into Kylo, who could only feel disgust and winced when Hux pulled free, promising that the next time he would come on Kylo’s pretty face.

*

“Please! I surrender to the Resistance! Please don’t leave me with these ghouls!” The First Order officer was thrown to the floor by an invisible hand.

The Knights of Ren and the resistance soldiers faced off over the officer on the floor. Leia strode forward ignoring the warnings from her people and looked down at the pathetic man on the floor. “What’s your name?”

“Major Tyret, fugitive capture detail.”

“He’s so scared of us he forgot to catch us.” Said one of the Knights.

The Major trembled. Leia caught something at the edge of her perception, then knelt to look in the major’s face, lifting his head by the chin. “You know more than you are telling and if it were any other set of fugitives you might have pulled it off, but not a crowd of force sensitives, they know you are hiding something.” Leia got back up, “We would like to interrogate the prisoner, if a pair of you would like to observe I would find that permissible.”

“General,” Poe Dameron hissed but she held up a hand to restrain his complaint.

One of the Knights stepped forward, “He has your eyes.”

“So we both have been told.”

*

The Major glared at his interrogators, all six of them. They took a brief break to confer on changing methods or intensity.

Ap’lek asked Leia “Do you know how to probe their minds?”

Poe fought the cold sweat the mere memory brought up and the knights looked at him as did Leia who reached out and put a reassuring hand on Poe’s arm. She explained, “I’ve only done it once, and it didn’t end well for the subject.”

“Didn’t end well?” Poe asked.

Leia shook her head and clasped her hands in front of her, “Some group kidnapped my son, we had one of them in custody. I had heard of the skill from my brother and thought I’d give it a try.” She looked pained and embarrassed. “I went in too strong and his brains leaked out of his head.”

Poe felt queasy and was secretly pleased Ap’lek asked the next logical question, “Not a metaphor?”

“No, I thought it was just blood, turned out to be blood and brain matter.”

“You’re just trying to scare me!” the major shouted.

“She speaks the truth, that much I can see.” Kuruk stated.

“You’re bluffing.” Poe told Kuruk.

“She’s making the same embarrassed face Kylo gets when he screws up and is trying to hide it.” Kuruk said, then came to stand in front of her, “Kylo is an excellent mental pickpocket, but sometimes a mugger gets better results.”

Leia studied the helmeted man. Then in a swift motion she flung her hand out at the Major, who was flung back against the restraints. “Here I am again, trying to pull information about my son’s location out of a reluctant mind.” She moved closer, fixing the major with a glare, “While I don’t like doing this, for my son I will do just about anything.” She kept her hand outstretched.

The major grunted as he tried to not say anything, “I won’t tell you rebel scum anything!”

“I count two men with shock sticks on their belts in this room. They are close enough to my son to know him personally, this room is soundproof, no one would hear your suffering.”

“Rebel bitch!” the major grunted as he was flung back again.

Ap’lek came and stood next to the major, “She’s a very strong woman, ‘eternally misjudged’ as Kylo put it several times, such a sweet face, a sweet nature, daughter of Darth Vader.”

The major startled, then passed out. Leia pulled her hand back as if burned. She stood panting, nearly fell but was steadied by Kuruk. She fought the tears in her eyes.

“He’s still on the Finalizer, in the custody of Hux, at the behest of Snoke who ordered the death of the rest of the knights of Ren.”

“That we assumed when two of our brothers fell.”

Leia gave Kuruk’s hand a squeeze then let go. “Commander, make sure medical takes a look at the major, give the knights a place to rest and relax for a few moments, privacy if they need it.”

“General?”

“I have to make a call or two.”

“General Leia, you have our support.” Ap’lek said solemnly.

She smiled at him, “Thank you.”

*

Hux had watched it all, every piece of footage he could get his hands on legally or otherwise. He had read or watched every speech he could find. He knew there were missing ones, probably rousing speeches to her troops that were never taken down in any form.

He had even obtained rare footage of then Princess Leia strangling Jabba the Hutt to death, wearing - not much. He had masturbated to that footage.

He had never held out much hope that he would meet the woman in person. She was so beloved by the Resistance that they had been known to die rather than divulge her location.

He had delighted in the chance to use Kylo as a substitute. Breaking Kylo was only possible due to help from Leader Snoke. But a sense of precaution kept him from fantasizing about Leia while fucking her son, he understood that some men were overprotective of their mothers throughout their lives and as Kylo had pointed out on several occasions, Hux was not a gambler.

Hux studied the man sprawled on the bed, lost in a haze of drugs. Hux strode forward and poked Kylo awake then pulled his cock out, “C’mon, you know what to do.”

Kylo licked his lips before planting a kiss on the end of Hux’s cock. He swirled his tongue around the tip then began taking the cock into his mouth and applying suction. Hux moaned as Kylo skillfully brought Hux to a climax and laid back submissively as Hux came all over his face and chest. Hux cleaned up and finished getting dressed and left his rooms without a word.

*

Hux entered the interrogation level and the officer in charge saluted. Hux asked, “Is she ready for interrogation?”

“Anti-Force collar in place, standard drugs ready, she’s been administered a truth serum already and the doctors warn us that due to her advanced age we may want to get the info quickly, they’re worried about the strain on her heart, it may give out.”

Hux nodded then entered the chamber where Leia sat tied to an interrogation chair, looking extremely pissed off, an expression he recognized from her son’s face. In the early days, before he finally learned obedience.

“General Leia, we have a lot to talk about.”

Leia glowered at him, lifted her chin defiantly and declared, “I am Princess Leia Organa of the Alderaani Diaspora, mother of Prince Ben Organa Solo of the Alderaani Diaspora, widow of Han Solo, General of the Resistance fleet. More than that, you’ll need more drugs. I warn you my language turns foul the more drugs you pour into me.”

“Really.” Hux said, dismissing the others and once they were gone he moved closer to her. She was older than his usual age range, but she was still a beautiful woman. “I’ve studied you, in detail. I think we have a lot to talk about, and if you are cooperative, we can make some arrangements for a more comfortable situation.”

Leia looked at him, then muttered “Ugh.”

“Your son was rebellious at first too…”

“Where is he?”

“I ask the questions here, your highness.”

“But you said dialog and the very best dialogs usually include questions from both sides, even unasked ones, that what my father used to tell me.” She sniffled, “I’m sorry, the drugs are making me a bit weepy, all these years later, thinking about how he died on Alderaan, all I can think of is how at least he died with our people.” She sniffled, “Damn drugs!”

Hux reached out and ran his hand down her cheek, not in a comforting way, just tracing its contours. She looked at him and asked, “Is my son here, on board the Finalizer? The drugs are making me emotional and the collar is making me feel swaddled.”

There was too much venom on that last word, “Swaddled?”

“Ben hated being swaddled, screamed his tiny lungs out whenever some caretaker tried it. Once he got old enough and strong enough he would actually wriggle free. He was such a sweet baby! But you could always tell what he was thinking when you looked in his eyes. He’s always had the most ancient and intelligent eyes. Do you bother looking in them when you rape him, General Hux?”

Hux was only mildly astonished by the turn in the conversation, “I don’t…”

“ ‘I don’t know what you mean’.” She mocked him, “Don’t pull that old line with me. I can see though you.”

“You don’t have the Force at your disposal.”

Leia gave a rude snort, “I’ve been studying politics since I was a child, learning to read body language and minor linguistic cues.” She leaned forward, “And I can read through your lies, ‘some arrangements’ and ‘comfortable situation’.” She leaned back and rested in the interrogation seat. “Do you get a badge raping a mother and son? Is there some place where you get applause for such a terrible thing?”

Hux was about to rage at her, then he stopped, this was straight out of Kylo Ren’s playbook, making your opponent outraged and impetuous. “You are a clever one.”

“Thank you.”

He stepped closer and began unbuttoning her blouse, prompting the angriest look he had yet from her. “Think of the greatness of being on the right side of history.”

“I have.” Then she headbutted him. As he stumbled away, she spat, “And regardless of how history judges you, you are my son’s rapist and deserve to…” she broke off as he backhanded her.

He stood panting, holding a hand to his head. “Learn that in politician school?”

“My husband taught me that.” She said, working her jaw.

Hux looked down and frowned at the rash forming on the back of his hand where he had slapped her. He stepped forward and with his other hand pushed down on her bare skin exposed by her partially undone blouse.

“General?”

He pulled his hand back and paced the room a for a few minutes. “He’s a lot like you.”

“He’s my beloved son, I will always love him. No matter what decisions he makes.”

Hux looked at the rash forming on his hand. He stalked over and summoned the deck officer. “I need some allergy cream, and I want you to have a bio scanner brought in here and the ship she was brought in on thoroughly searched, every inch. The widow of a smuggler must have picked up some tricks.”

*

*

The lone stormtrooper entered the throne room and Snoke looked up bemused, almost bored. “Why don’t you take that helmet off, can’t be comfortable for a woman of your age, Princess Leia.”

Leia yanked off the stormtrooper helmet and tossed it to the side, sensing the doors being locked. “I get around just fine for a woman of my age.” She peeled off pieces of the armor, tossing the pieces around the throne room. Snoke watched her littering without commenting on it.

“You think the blaster will help you?”

“I feel better with one in my hand. Old habit you understand.”

“Why did you come here Princess? There is no way out for you or the shapeshifter you are distracting General Hux with.”

“The shapeshifter is facing a death sentence on five systems and his health fails by the day. He wanted to do something noble at the end. So I offered him a chance to help me rescue my son.”

“Your son is dead, remade into Kylo Ren, currently the plaything of General Hux.” Snoke reached out and grabbed the blaster with the force and tugged. “When remade after his time with Hux he will be a much more obedient apprentice.”

Leia hung onto the blaster, “I will have you know that Ben is a stellar young man, someone worth fighting for.” She let go of the blaster.

Snoke set the blaster on the arm of his throne. “You must realize that Kylo Ren in no way resembles the son you lost to my tutelage.”

“Not what I’ve heard.”

“From the pathetic thugs known as the Knights of Ren?” he scoffed, “You should know better than to trust such low creatures.”

Leia smiled, “They’re my kind of people.”

“So I’ve noticed.” He studied her, “You are hiding something.”

“Let’s see, you already sussed to the fact I’ve come to rescue my son, you figured out the shapeshifter, the interrogation of which should tie up valuable resources, no I think you have it all.”

Snoke probed harder and the walls around her mind thickened and grew firmer, “What impressive shielding you have around your mind, I will get in to know the truth.”

She scoffed, “I’ve kept stronger and more talented minds out of mine for years. Compared to Darth Vader you are nothing more than a lucky amateur.”

Snoke seethed, “I stole your son from you using the power of my mind. Even right under Luke Skywalker’s nose. He came to me willingly, gave himself to me willingly, body and soul.” Snoke said, then noticed her serenity, “You don’t seem bothered by that statement.”

“I’m bothered, but the only thing that will save Ben is me being calm, trusting in the Force and not allowing a creep like you to upset me. I have a temper, much like my biological father’s, a temper poor Ben had the misfortune to inherit.” She said, “As for Luke, he still has an edge of naivety about him, and his life experience was different from mine. As for Ben, you manipulated a child, nothing a garden variety pedophile couldn’t do.”

Snoke growled and threw bolts of energy. Leia stood her ground, holding her lightsaber up as a shield. She only halfway lowered it when he finished, “Did I hit a nerve?”

Snoke raised his hands and threw more energy in her direction, Leia deflected these blasts as well. He stopped, enraged that the Princess was still on her feet, then he became aware of a stirring in the Force, a powerful presence very nearby.

Snoke scowled, “What have you done?”

“Made few deals, made a few plans,” Leia kept the lightsaber ready, “What I had to do to save my son.”

*

Hux looked at the readout on the bio scanner, ordered the interrogation room sealed until he returned and ran for his quarters. He ran past the guards on his door and straight to the bedroom and found it empty. He slapped the wall, swore and ran back to talk to the guards. “Where did he go?”

“No one has gone in or out.”

Hux didn’t like the robotic response, “Are you sure?”

“No one has gone in or out.”

Hux returned to his quarters and called up the security feed for the hallway outside his quarters, watched the shift change, then watched four stormtroopers come to the door, one of whom waved a hand in front of the guards and they were let in. After about half an hour later the stormtroopers left. Hux straightened up and began checking all the closets and finally found the armor-less stormtrooper in the refresher.

He headed for the bridge to have them check for any departures, but they don’t find anything other than a regular troop transfer.

*

Snoke tried to make sense of what he was sensing in the force, “You mean to kill me.”

“I mean to stop you, if that means your death, fine. If it means my death, fine. I have been fighting against foes larger than me for decades. Your General Hux called me a terrorist. So be it, even if he is my son’s other rapist.”

“You cannot defeat me with a lightsaber.”

Leia smiled and closed the lightsaber, securing it to her belt in the back, calling the stormtrooper’s helmet to her hand. “I don’t intend to kill you with a lightsaber. Terrorist, remember?” She put the helmet on as the room filled with explosions.

*

Hux had been on his way to the throne room when the alarms went off. Hux arrived in the throne room, where all but one of the praetorian guards were dead and Snoke himself was dead, torn to pieces from an explosion. Hux staggered from the implications when the sound of the escape vehicle being launched distracted him. He ran to a panel and shouted, “Stop that escape craft!”

The bridge tried but then reported, “It doesn’t show on our sensors, someone has engaged the sensor cloaking device.”

Hux sighed, “Summon the Generals, Supreme Leader Snoke is dead.”

*

Rey rubbed his back, “Ben?” he continued to retch and one of the Knights cracked open the door and handed Rey a bottle of cloudy fluid, she looked at it and asked, “What is this?”

“Rehydration fluid.”

“Oh, okay. Thank you.”

He fought her but eventually drank part of the bottle, but just couldn’t after a few swallows. She held him in her arms and they finally crawled out of the refresher and sat on one of the seats. Rey sat next to him and he slumped over, laying his head on her lap, and began humming softly. She stroked his scalp, gently twisting his hair between her fingers.

“You feel satisfaction.” He told her.

“I’ve always been impressed by your hair, wondering if it was as soft as it looked.”

“Ah.”

Poe kept his distance, watching Rey comfort Kylo Ren. He sighed and checked his chronometer. Ushar entered the cabin with a tray and set it next to Rey. “We’ve got about half an hour before her deadline.”

“Thank you.” Rey said to the knight, then asked Kylo, “Do you…”

“No.” he said sternly, then softer, “Thank you.”

Trudgen offered a water bottle to Poe who accepted it. “You’re suddenly very quiet.”

Kylo looked at the knight in question dressed in stormtrooper armor and asked, “Trudgen?” got a crisp nod of confirmation, “Trudgen can’t talk without the vocoder, a long time ago someone cut out their vocal cords. And the standby doesn’t fit inside a storm trooper helmet.” He settled back into Rey’s lap and she resumed her gentle stroking of his hair.

Trudgen moved their hands in what Poe recognized as a common signing language, “What’s he saying?”

Kylo didn’t answer right away, “No, I still feel swaddled.” He put serious disgust on that last word.

“There’s a ship approaching, no beacons, visual contact only.”

Kylo looked up and Rey gasped, “It’s the General!”

The docking port was extended and there was noise and fuss as they brought Leia on board.

“Go ahead and ditch that craft.” She ordered once on board, then brushed past Poe and the others to kneel in front of Kylo, still on Rey’s lap, “Oh Ben,” Leia reached out and touched his face, tears falling down her face.

“Please don’t cry over me,”

Leia kissed him on the forehead, then tucked her face in the crook of his neck sliding one arm around him, “You are my son, I’ll cry if I want.”

He returned the embrace as best he could. Then asked, “Is that your lightsaber?” He pulled back and looked at her, “You faced down Snoke with only a lightsaber?”

“Of course not.” Leia said, “There were explosives involved. Rey trade with me.”

Rey sized up the older woman, “You should get checked out first.”

“I’m fine.”

Kylo scoffed and said, “Do you want me to tell them about the times you’ve said that and weren’t?” When he saw she was going to argue he continued, “I can smell the explosive residue.”

Leia sighed and gave his face one more gentle caress. “Fine.”

*

Leia had finished explaining her part in the plan and paused to sip some water. Kylo was sitting next to her, at some point having drifted over onto her shoulder. “Wait, is this the same shifter that tried impersonating you on Ord Plantel?”

“The one you wound up biting? Yes.” Leia gently tousled his hair. “Ben saw through the shifter’s disguise and when the adults around him didn’t listen he took matters into his own teeth.” Leia let him slump over onto her lap so she could look into his face. “I’m sorry we didn’t hear what was happening, but we need your help, then and now. We can’t rely on the First Order ripping itself apart.”

“Can we wait until the drugs wear off? I don’t want to throw up on you.”

Leia leaned over and stage whispered, “Would not be the first time you have thrown up on me.” Leia accepted a rag from Rey, “But yes, we can wait until the drugs wear off. Get some rest, sweetie. We have a lot of work ahead.”

Chandrila was beautiful blue green world with silver seas and a peaceful population. And a few dangerous radicals with weapons that threw shrapnel, a traditional assassination weapon.

Han stood as the surgeon entered the waiting area. “Princess Leia will recover, we removed the shrapnel and they are stitching her up now.”

Han let out a breath and asked, “And the baby?”

The surgeon looked grim, “His prognosis isn’t good. We had to deliver him to stabilize his mother but despite not being injured in any way he just seems to be dying.”

Chewbacca made a moan of sadness and laid a hand on Han’s shoulder.

“I want to see them.”

They stopped to see Leia first, but she was still under sedation from the surgery. Han demanded to see his son and a slightly shocked hospital staff led him to a nearby small room staffed by droids hovering over a dimly lit crib.

Han bent over and looked at the baby, “Hey Ben.” He reached in and pressed his hand against Ben’s tiny chest.

Ben opened his eyes and looked at Han. Han studied the eyes, Leia’s eyes, the most ancient and intelligent eyes he had seen on a baby. Han reached in and picked up his son, bringing him in close to his chest. The droid beeped a protest but was batted out of the way by Chewbacca. Ben made some soft mewling noises and Han settled in a chair in the room, softly humming an old Corellian drinking song.

Chewbacca asked a staffer for a bottle for Ben and was told that due to the prognosis they couldn’t help him. He looked back at his friend totally engrossed in possibly the tiniest baby he had ever seen. Chewbacca left the room to make a call.

The surgeon entered the room to speak to Han. “Mr. Solo?”

“What is it?” Han said, not looking up from Ben.

“We’ve withdrawn all the sedatives but your wife shows no signs of waking up. If she doesn’t start waking up soon her prognosis… where are you going?”

Han walked into the room where Leia lay sleeping. He would never know how or why he did what he did next. He laid Ben face down on his mother’s chest, keeping one hand on his back so he didn’t roll off. He placed Leia’s hands over her son. The medical staff protested in the background but a grouchy Wookie deterred them from interfering. Han rubbed Ben’s back, occasionally brushing Leia’s fingers in the process.

Leia sighed in her sleep, instinctively tightening her grip on her son. She opened her eyes, smiled at Han then whispered, “Ben.”

Ben opened his eyes and looked at his mother. “Oh he’s starving, is it safe for me to feed him? If not he needs something to tide him over.” Her voice was weak at first but quickly regained its usual commanding tone.

“Princess Leia, his prognosis is grave.”

“Of course it is if people starve you.” She sat up with Han’s help, getting settled in, still holding Ben.

A delivery droid trundled in and up to Chewbacca who signed for the delivery and handed it to Han. He opened one end of the package and pulled out one of the bottles, activating the heating element then handing it to Leia.

She took the bottle, tasted it, then checked the temperature against her face, then gave it to Ben. The staff nattered on about his low survival chances and how he’d never see the sunrise and where did they procure Wookie milk from?

C3PO waddled in, “Oh thank the Maker! You are on the mend! And with his highness!”

“Thank you. Threepio, I need to make a statement.”

“Yes Princess Leia.”

“Earlier this evening I was the victim of an assassination attempt, but my prognosis is good. The attack prompted the early birth of my son, Prince Ben Organa Solo of the Alderaani Diaspora, who is doing well. My heartfelt thanks go out to the local authorities who are pursuing the investigation.” she nodded and C3PO scuttled off to deliver the statement.

Leia watched her son feed lustily and smiled at Han. “Han?”

“I thought the Alderaani ruling council said you couldn’t include my name. Some stupid reason or reasons I honestly didn’t pay attention to.”

“You fought to care for Ben when they washed their hands of him. And your name was always going to be part of the deal, I just hadn’t decided on the order until the statement.”

Han leaned in and kissed Leia on the lips, then bent over and kissed Ben on his tiny forehead.

Snoke had insisted on hours of training. He had also insisted on meditation to tamp down on any sexual urges. Now Kylo Ren was ready for the next stage and Snoke allowed himself some excitement and anticipation.

The inner chamber was ready, the selected guards in place. Now was the time to summon the apprentice for the sacrifice.

*

Kylo would be lying if he said he never had sexual thoughts – he just worked very determinedly at pushing them down and focusing on his training. When he was not training, he was working on his other studies.

Leader Snoke had hinted his training would move to a new level soon. He pushed himself harder to show his master he was worthy.

It was a random day when Snoke called him to Elsewhere, furthering ordering he should come alone.

*

Snoke studied Kylo as he came before him and dropped to a respectful kneel with his head lowered.

“You have followed your training adequately and I believe you are ready for the next phase. Go into those chambers and remove your clothing.”

“Yes Master”

*

Kylo stood in the chamber doing his best to keep calm. He was aware of the guards and the covered platform that looked like a bed.

When Snoke entered, Kylo went to kneel but was kept on his feet. Snoke studied Kylo in the dim light, walking slowly around his young apprentice.

“You’re a virgin?”

“Yes, Master.”

“You’ve had offers? Male or female?”

“A few, from both, Master.”

“Before or after you became my apprentice?”

“Both, Master.”

“And you’ve refrained from masturbation?”

“For the last couple of years, Master.” Kylo was curious about this line of questioning but answered the questions put to him. He gasped and shivered as Snoke ran his finger along one of the long deep scars on his back, one Snoke had given him.

Snoke allowed himself a smile at the young man’s sensitivity.

“And you are considered handsome?” Snoke asked from behind Kylo while shedding his outer robe.

“I’ve received comments that make that claim, Master.”

“Good.” Snoke stepped in front of Kylo and grabbed Kylo’s soft cock.

The organ twitched as Kylo gasped and tried to instinctively step back. He was halted by an invisible hand holding him in place. He tried to talk but found he could not.

“Learning the ways of the Force does take dedication, a pure heart, if not a pure body.” Snoke said as he slid a ring around the base of Kylo’s cock. Then he pushed Kylo to his knees, “Open your mouth.”

Kylo had doubts he could take Snoke even n his half hard state but gamely opened his mouth trembling from fear or shock.

Snoke tasted of a bitter saltiness, with musty overtones. Only the head and the first couple of inches fit in Kylo’s mouth. Snoke controlled Kylo by holding the back of his head, thrusting at his pace, moaning lewdly, ignoring the choking noises from Kylo.

It seemed forever to Kylo but finally Snoke came with a one-word order. “Swallow.”

Choking and gagging on the volume of cum and being allowed to tilt his head, Kylo somehow did. He took a couple of deep breaths, cursing the tears that had spilled down his cheeks.

Snoke pulled Kylo over to the oddly shaped bed, the center being lower than the outer edges. Kylo was pushed down on the edge of the bed, his hands being pushed toward the depressed center, his legs spread, his toes barely brushing the floor.

Snoke ran his fingers over a different scar on Kylo’s back. “I will be assigning you lessons on oral sex techniques. You’ll probably never be able to take all of my cock but there are ways to make the experience better.”

Kylo gasped as something warm and slick was dribbled between his ass cheeks. Snoke began probing Kylo’s asshole, his large finger uncomfortable even with the lube. Kylo was held too tight and could not squirm too much. He huffed and panted with the occasional whimper as Smoke fingered him open.

“Relax.” Snoke ordered as he placed the head of his cock at Kylo’s asshole and pushed.

Kylo let out a long, pained cry as Snoke pushed inside him. Snoke moaned, “Sweet virginal flesh.” He gave Kylo’s ass a pat once he was fully seated. “You have a way to go on your studies, but your flesh is satisfying.”

Kylo panted as he tried to come to terms with Snoke’s size. Before he could, Snoke began thrusting roughly. Kylo tried to keep his reactions under control.

Snoke let out a guttural cry as he climaxed, his hands almost painful on Kylo’s hips. Kylo gave several shuddering breaths as Snoke pulled himself free and released the cock ring and the Force binders.

“I’ll send you lessons on that as well. Get dressed and return to your rooms until I send for you.”

Kylo leaned on the edge of the bed for a few seconds, “Yes, Master.”

*

Kylo returned to the guest rooms of Elsewhere and headed straight to the refresher. He removed his clothes and stepped under an absolutely scalding spray. He allowed himself only a few tears.

He lay on the bed curled in on himself and sobbed with great body shaking sobs. He wondered if he would ever feel clean again.

After the destruction of Starkiller base, Snoke orders the First Order to continue to look for Luke Skywalker. A crew finds a Sith artifact and bring it to Snoke. It dates from the Clone Wars and was reportedly sealed up in a cavern by Jedi Knight Anakin Skywalker.

*

Snoke studied the artifact, easily opening the locks the Jedi had put around this artifact. They were simplistic and easily removed until he got to the last lock. It was a simple puzzle lock like all the others, but this one had a genetic lock on it. Snoke smiled at how the Force was on his side, as the Jedi on record as having buried the artifact was Anakin Skywalker. All that was left to do after summoning Kylo Ren was deciding what and how little to tell his apprentice about the artifact.

“You have been nothing but a disappointment to me lately. But I need you to finish opening this secured artifact, not because of any particular skill with puzzles, but because you carry that mighty Skywalker blood.” Snoke held up the artifact.

Kylo walked up to his master’s throne, trying to hide how upset he was about Snoke’s disappointment in him. He removed his gloves, tucking them into his belt and reached out and took the locked device. It was a simple lock and the tumblers moved, then stalled. Kylo checked then pushed just a bit harder and the lock snapped open. Snoke reached out and for a second both Snoke and Kylo had their hands on the artifact.

The device emitted a cold silent surge of power.

Kylo found himself flung off the dais and Snoke was thrown back against his throne. He barely managed to hold onto the artifact. When he could speak he said, “Thank you for your assistance. I will send for you.”

Kylo nodded at the dismissal, retrieved his helmet, putting it on before sliding his gloves on. The hand that had held the artifact had a mild burn he would have to inspect later.

*

Kylo removed his helmet and went into his refresher and peeled off his gloves. His left hand had a nasty weeping burn on it. He winced as he fished a burn cream out of his supplies cabinet.

He sprayed it on, studied it and debated going to the medical section. Deciding not to he finished cleaning up and was reaching for his helmet when he heard something behind him. He whirled, pulling and deploying his lightsaber.

A thorough search of his room turned up nothing. Kylo closed his lightsaber then left to go check on the progress on the search for Skywalker.

*

He was listening to General Hux prattle on about the progress of the search and the details on chasing down the Resistance. He tried to ignore the whispers. They were not audible, but something he could sense through the Force. Whatever these not-whispers were they were making his skin crawl and itch in an unpleasant manner. He was evidently not hiding his inattention as well as he thought he was.

“Am I boring you, Ren?”

Kylo sneered, glad Hux could not see it. “I have heard everything you have said, General.” The whispering turned to a chattering. Kylo whirled and activated the lightsaber, not noticing or caring about the personnel scattering around him. He swung at where the phantom figure should have been. The only thing that happened was the destruction of an instrument panel. He stood there panting in frustration.

“Ren.”

“What?!” he bellowed at Hux, brandishing his lightsaber.

Hux stared down the blade calmly, “Blood is dripping from your hand.”

Kylo looked down at the ground where several drops of blood had accumulated. “None of your concern, General.” He stalked out of the bridge, closing his lightsaber as he headed for the elevator.

*

Kylo entered his refresher and peeled off the glove wincing at the sight of the burn, weeping and blistered and ugly, but due to the burn cream he had sprayed on it there was not as much pain as he would expect. Kylo rinsed it off, gently toweling it dry, then went back out into his room. He sat in his meditative pose and concentrated on wrapping healing energy around his hand, cradling his left hand in his right.

The shadows and chattering returned softly at first but became louder and louder and the itching and skin crawling sensations were back. He could not find a calm center from which to reach out to the Force.

He leapt to his feet and sent his room’s contents into a whirlwind of destruction. He stood, panting, then surveyed the destruction. He sighed then winced and looked at his hand which was even more blistered and bleeding. He cursed the whispers and shadows and decided to be sensible and left his quarters to head for the medical unit.

*

He struggled to stand still as the medical droid scanned the injury. He groaned in frustration as the whispers and shadows arrived in the medical unit. Kylo growled, then let out a Wookie scream of frustration and rage. He turned to face the shadow terror, but then he felt dizzy, and his vision went grey and he collapsed.

*

Kylo found himself walking through a jungle at night judging by the dark skies he could see through the canopy. He took a moment to remember Chewbacca’s lessons about forests.

“Not only do you still have your father’s heart, but you have fond feelings for the Wookie beast.”

Kylo pushed down a surge of emotion that Snoke’s statement stirred up, “Wookies know trees, should I disregard the words of an expert?” He turned and studied Snoke’s visage, smoother, younger, unscarred. “I think I need to know more about the artifact.”

“I have told you all you need to know.” Snoke said.

“Bantha poodoo.” The vision of Anakin Skywalker said walking into the clearing. “It isn’t even a Sith artifact. It was originally a Jedi meditation aid, but had been in the possession of a Sith lord, who told his followers lies about it so when Master Obi-Wan and myself got to the planet it was being revered as a Sith artifact.” Anakin explained, then continued, “The Jedi council did not want to destroy the device but it was determined to be too dangerous to transport to Coruscant. Master Obi-Wan and I wrapped it in several locks, making one of them keyed to my genetic code. In my defense when I put the genetic lock on it I wasn’t married and didn’t think I would ever have kids. Seemed a safe bet at the time.” He shrugged apologetically.

Kylo had listened to his grandfather, then looked over and caught sight of the sneer on Snoke’s face, asking “So which of us is having the vision? Master Snoke with the artifact or me in the med bay?”

“It’s a shared vision, designed to be a bonding experience between master and apprentice, the Sith lord used it as a way to test his potential apprentices.”

“Neither of us summoned you.” Snoke said.

“I am a part of the Living Force, I go where I choose. Also, you threaten my family and I will not stand for that any longer.” Anakin shed his robe.

“Your grandson is mine.”

“So you say. I’m doing this to prevent you,” he pointed to Snoke, “From finding my son. A man who saw the light inside me, who believed I wasn’t lost and showed me back to the light.” He looked Kylo in the eye, “And although that happened too late for me to try to repair the damage I had done, it may not be too late for others.” Anakin held up a hand in an almost lazy defensive posture.

Snoke’s bolts hit Anakin’s hand and were deflected off into the forest. Kylo flinched as Snoke renewed his attack, but Anakin stood firm.

Snoke snarled and waved Kylo forward, “Cut him down!”

Anakin shook his head, “Really?”

Kylo reluctantly activated his lightsaber and lunged at Anakin, who dodged that blow and the next half dozen. Snoke was enraged, “First you couldn’t cut down the scavenger, and now you can’t cut this illusion down?!”

“You mean Rey of Jakku? I’ll admit I guided her hand at key points, but she’s a natural. One half of a dyad in the Force, she secured knowledge from the other half of the dyad.”

Kylo paused, thinking about how she pushed back against him in the interrogation. How she learned things she had no way of learning if not from him. Of their connection they had shared earlier. When Snoke threw his energy bolts at Anakin, Kylo held out his lightsaber and deflected them.

Kylo looked at his grandfather, lowering his head, “I can’t go back. No one will…”

“Your mother still loves you.”

Kylo closed the lightsaber and let it drop from his hand and it was snatched up by Snoke. Kylo was pushed into a thicket of bracken as Snoke charged Anakin. He peered out from the bracken as he watched Snoke and Anakin battling it out. He knew this was a distraction and closed his eyes and took a deep breath and when he let it out he was half undressed on a bed in the med bay. He sat up, reclaimed his clothes, and ordered his ship be made ready.

He detoured to a room that stored data hubs. He grabbed four crucial hubs, then made his way to his ship.

He left the bay in his ship with two wingmen. He waited until they approached the Resistance ship and took out his own wingmen. He opened a channel to the main ship, “I wish to surrender, I have crucial information for General Organa.”

He let them shackle him as the intelligence people took charge of the data nodes. He was kneeling in front of Leia as they gave their report. Leia got up while they were talking and they stopped. She waved for them to continue and for Kylo to stand. She reached out and took off his left glove, wincing at the burn she found the nasty burn that was still blistered and nasty but no longer bleeding and oozing.

“So you have given us the keys to the kingdom and the access codes. Have you had this hand looked at?”

“Briefly.”

Leia gave Kylo a skeptical look. He countered with a look that promised honesty. Leia searched his face one more time before saying, “Vice Admiral, get as much out of their system before they shut us out. He’s telling us the truth. Could we get a medic up here?”

The Commander in charge of security said, “I was going to have a medic meet him in a cell for an exam.”

Leia looked at the man, “You do realize he’s just humoring us by leaving the binders on?”

“General, those cuffs are built for force users.”

She pulled a pin from her hair and handed it to Kylo. He frowned as he took it, “I do recall a lecture about showing off.” He said to her.

“Don’t quote me to me, young man.” She looked over and smiled at the binders dangling from his hand.

Suddenly Kylo was sent to his knees by a wave of pain. Leia knew it was an attack by Snoke and felt so helpless. She grabbed his uninjured hand and heard a voice in her mind. “Shield him, daughter, only if you are shielding him can I destroy the artifact and stop Snoke.” Leia held her screaming child to her and wrapped her mental shields around him.

Leia found herself in a well-lit palace, a memory from her youth. A storm raged outside, visible through the windows.

“So which one is this?” Leia turned and smiled at her son sitting in the wide window, dressed like the prince he would always be in her mind.

“The Green Palace of the North.” She stood next to him, pulling his head against her. He sighed but let her stroke his hair. “If Alderaan had not been destroyed it would have been yours by tradition.” She studied their reflection in the glass of the window.

He held back a sob, “I want to… Oh Mom.”

Leia continued to stroke his hair. “It’s not going to be easy, but I will help you. Consider it part of my apology.”

He gave a rude snort, “Apology for what?”

“Not being the best of mothers, being more committed to a cause than my own son…”

He reached up and grabbed her hand, just holding it. “You were not a bad mother.”

Leia woke up on a bed in the medical unit. She looked over and spotted her son being resuscitated. She wiped at the traitorous tears and begged, “Please Ben, don’t leave me.” The sound of the team got desperate and Leia cried out “BEN ORGANA SOLO, DON’T YOU GIVE UP NOW!”

Amilyn Holdo dashed over and kept Leia on the bed. “Leia they are doing their best.”

“Ben!” Leia cried out, clinging to her friend.

The tenor of the team changed and a shout of “Pulse is back!” had Leia sobbing into Amilyn’s shoulder.

Leia got off the bed, wincing at minor injury. “You hit the ground hard with him on top of you, and he’s made of muscle.”

Ben was stirring and Leia came to take his good hand and she kissed the knuckles. He turned to her, tightened his grip on her hand, and opened his eyes, and smiled at his mother. Then the deck shifted and Leia would’ve fallen if Ben hadn’t held onto her with the Force and his arm.

“What was that?”

“The backbone of Snoke’s ship finally breaking in two. The first explosion took place in what we think to be the throne room.”

“The artifact.” Ben said, then looked up when Amilyn brushed the hair out of his face, “The Jedi Order had it buried on the planet where it was being venerated, they deemed it too dangerous to move, primarily due to it’s unknown power source.”

Amilyn looked over her shoulder where debris was still hitting the hull. “And they were right.”

It was clear from the beginning that Ben Solo was an intense young man. Then there was the visit to the moons of Mimban and Ren’s defeat at Ben’s hands. Now it had been hours since the power of a broken kyber crystal had arched through the ship and the young man was still in the workshop.

Cardo watched the young man sitting at the workbench hours after he had reworked his ren, his lightsaber.

“Chance cube or lots?” Ben said without turning, “Which did you lose to be the one to approach me?”

“Lots.” Cardo approached and reached out for one of Ben’s hands, covered in blood. “Have you selected a name?”

Ben looked at the cross guard lightsaber on the bench, “Kylo”

Cardo actually felt the Shadow vibrate at the utterance of the name. “Well come on, Master Kylo. You need dinner and a scrub.”

Kylo allow himself to be led to an open area where he accepted a washrag while someone heated up a reconstituted meal. He judged it a fair protein recreation of what it was pretending to be. He accepted a shirt from one of the knights. Against his better intentions he fell asleep after eating dinner.

Kylo woke up and took a few precious seconds to orient himself. To his horror he remembered falling asleep and somehow found his head resting on someone’s lap and there was a blanket with cartoon characters draped over him. Someone was gently stroking his hair.

Cardo felt Kylo’s body stiffen under his gentle ministrations. “Be at peace, Master, you are safe. No one will harm you here.”

Kylo sat up, draping his blanket around him like a cloak.

Cardo recaptured Kylo’s hand and planted soft kisses on it. “If you don’t relax you will break like an overstressed beam. Do I speak falsely?”

Kylo examined Cardo’s words with the Force and found them to be true. “You wouldn’t be trying to influence me with the Force?”

Cardo chuckled as he began kissing his way up one arm. “As strong as you are that would be like spitting into the winds of a storm.”

Kylo sighed and asked, “As for relaxation, do you have any suggestions?” Cardo gave a low chuckle in response.

Ap’lek and Trudgen began massaging Kylo’s shoulders, occasionally trailing down his arms, with Kylo lounging on both of them. Cardo began with massaging Kylo’s legs.

Kylo was so relaxed it took him a while to notice he was getting hard. He did his best to ignore it then he let out a little gasp as Cardo pushed down Kylo’s loose pants exposing his hardness. Cardo quickly grasped it and gave it a few firm strokes.

Kylo let out a whimper at the feeling of a hand – not his - on his cock. Cardo gave the head a few firm licks, then began to take in Kylo’s cock.

Kylo threw his head back and babbled something incoherent. Trudgen leaned in and gave a few firm kisses on Kylo’s neck, “Just let yourself feel.”

Kylo sighed and relaxed, moving one hand up to cup the back of Trudgen’s head. He began breathing harder and harder, and then released his load down Cardo’s throat. Ap’lek and Trudgen continued their kissing and caressing.

Kylo was shifted and urged to lay down on Cardo as his pants were removed. He gasped as warm slick hands settled on his buttocks. “What?”

Cardo placed kisses on Kylo’s neck while caressing him. “This next part may hurt a little, but it is a very intimate act and we want to show you all the pleasures.”

“All of them?” Kylo challenged.

“Between the six of us we should get close to all of them.” He smiled and placed a sweet kiss on the tip of Kylo’s nose.

Kylo wrinkled his nose, the gasped as Vicrul probed his asshole, “Relax, Master, just relax. Yes, that’s it, don’t fret, I‘ll go slow.”

Kylo braced himself on Cardo as Vicrul began pushing into Kylo who let out a wail of mingled pain and pleasure. Trudgen reached down and stroked Kylo’s cock. Kylo suddenly came with a shout, then gave a moan as Vicrul released inside of him.

Kylo hung limply, supported by the others, Ap’lek asking, “Are you all right?”

Kylo felt a hand wipe at his tears, and he nodded. With Trudgen’s and Ap’lek’s help Cardo and Kylo shifted slightly and Kylo wrapped his hand around Cardo’s cock and followed Cardo’s instructions, taking the knight’s cock into his mouth. He only chocked a little bit as Ushar began sliding his cock into Kylo’s ass.

Ap’lek planted soft kisses on Cardo’s neck as he built to a climax which wasn’t long in coming.

Cardo came in Kylo’s mouth and smiled at the look on the young man’s face. “Strange I know, swallow or not, your choice.”

Kylo was approached by Kuruk who placed his lips over Kylo’s mouth and at his tiny nod Kylo passed his mouthful to Kuruk, holding onto the knight as Ushar came in Kylo’s ass. Kuruk kissed Kylo’s cheek then moved down. Kylo let out a little surprised gasp, as his asscheeks were spread and Kuruk began licking at the cum that oozed out of him.

Kuruk then shifted up and began sliding into Kylo as Ap’lek guided his cock into Kylo’s mouth. Kylo moaned and felt himself growing hard, the feeling of fullness and adoration he felt from the men around him, better than them kneeling earlier.

Ap’lek came and filled Kylo’s a mouth. He swallowed, pulling a face that had Ap’lek chuckling, “It’s an acquired taste.” Earning chuckles from all around.

It was clear that although Kylo was eager, he was also starting to get tired and his next orgasm had all the trembles of a man about to pass out. Vicrul gave Kylo’s buttocks a few firm squeezes as Cardo pulled the young man into an embrace as Vicrul ate Kylo out one more time, lapping up the mess of cum he found back there.

Cardo cradled the young man against him, feeling the young man sigh in contentment as Vicrul finished up then crawled up on Kylo’s other side. Kylo drifted off, feeling contented and safe for the first time in a very long time.

Kylo Ren couldn’t decide if having her helmet off was more of an annoyance or an actual problem. She looked up as the outer doors opened and General Hux, no, Emperor Hux walked in. They studied each other for a long time.

“You are going to make a decent breeder.”

Kylo’s eyes narrowed. “Pardon me?”

“Once you recover from the concussion, I’m not a total bastard.”

Knowing that statement to be untrue, Kylo said almost casually, “I mean, why have just a child, an heir born of a concubine, when you could have a child of a long and distinguished royal line. Add to the legitimacy of the line.”

Hux scoffed. “And where have you been hiding this royal heir?”

Kylo stood as straight as she could with a head that felt like it would fall off any moment now. “I was born Princess Bree Organa Solo, daughter of Princess Leia Organa and Han Solo. You know those names, don’t you?”

Hux tilted his head, looking at Kylo, then seemed to give the idea some thought. “A proper political marriage.”

“Fully consented to, on one condition.”

“Oh you think you can make conditions?”

“Let the Knights of Ren go, cancel all bounties and I will consent fully.”

*

Kylo was uncomfortable in the fine dress that she had been provided for the affair. It had been so long since she worn a dress at all it had actually taken her a few minutes to remember how dresses worked. She had to be zipped into it by one of the attendants Hux had assigned.

She had kept her own dark hair cut short, to be more comfortable in the helmet and for the wedding had agreed to wear a wig. She batted the attendant away and braided her hair.

Maratelle Hux entered the changing chamber and frowned at Kylo. “You are not wearing your hair like that.”

Kylo checked her hair in the mirror, “No, it’s a traditional Alderaani wedding braid. My mother made sure I could do this before I was eight years old.” She made sure the pins were holding it securely.

“You are marrying a man of Arkanis. You are wearing the traditional wedding dress of Arkanis nobility. You will wear your hair in the traditional fashion.”

“And like my mother I am wearing Alderaani wedding braids and a borrowed dress to my wedding.” She got up and headed for the door. “We should go, can’t be late, that might be upsetting to the Emperor.” Kylo flounced past the angry woman, followed by four of her new entourage. She hadn’t decided on “attendants”, “handmaidens”, “guards”, or “jailers”, but she had decided one thing, Maratelle Hux was what Han Solo would’ve called a “piece of work.”

Hux and Kylo fake smiled at each other as she entered the banquet hall. He held out his hand and she took it, enjoying his look of consternation at the lacy white gloves she was wearing. Kylo did her best to stay awake as the officiant droned through what had to be the second longest wedding ceremony she had ever heard of. She could tell by the look on Hux’s face that he was a bit bored too.

Hux leaned over and Kylo leaned over an equivalent distance, meeting him halfway, as a proper couple were expected to do. He whispered, “I am pleased you stayed awake through the ceremony.”

“All part of the service.”

“You will get to continue to play the dutiful wife later this evening.” He frowned at the dress. “And I will get to see what treasures you are hiding under that dress.”

Kylo chuckled softly, “Your mother did insist on an Arkanis wedding dress. Hence no preview.”

“The hair is different.”

“Alderaani, that I wasn’t budging on, so don’t be surprised when your mother complains I am difficult. Underling coming your way, the issue is not as important as he is going to try to make it out to be.” She straightened back up

The main course was something very artistically styled and from experience Kylo knew it would taste like a field ration. Her attention was caught by Hux’s expression. “Something wrong? Husband?” she finished on an almost believable note.

“Tastes like a field ration.”

Kylo looked at him, reviewing what she knew of his history, “Unless you change things, most fancy food winds up tasting like field rations. Tasty food is usually pretty ugly.”

“All style and no substance?”

“Yes.”

“I’m hoping you will be beauty and substance.”

Kylo had no great skill in flirting, she recognized the lack of skills, and overlooked it. “I give as good as I get.”

Hux gave her one of his unsettling smiles, “Oh you will be getting something large later.”

“We’ll see.” She glanced up and said, “More important underling coming.”

Most irritating of all Hux had invited Carise Sindian from Arkanis. Even worse she kept approaching Kylo throughout the evening and Kylo kept avoiding her.

Hux sidled up to Kylo’s side. “You haven’t spoken with Lady Carise.”

Kylo looked at Hux, reminded herself to be diplomatic at the very least. “Miss Sindian made my mother cry, I have no desire to speak with her.”

“She is a Lady of Arkanis.”

“She was stripped of her noble titles by the Elder Houses for not being able to keep the confidence of Bail Organa of Alderaan. I have no desire to speak with her.”

It was toward the end of the evening, when Hux announced that he had a grand surprise for all present. Kylo felt the great dark feeling in the Force grow heavier and stronger.

Hux climbed a dais and called out, “People of the Second Empire, attend!” The assembled crowd quieted but their excitement was undeniable. Kylo stood at the base of the dais on one side and saw Maratelle on the other side, and the woman was looking smug.

“Today is an auspicious day! Weddings should be accompanied by great gifts or great acts and we are going to be witness to a great act!” he gestured and the observation dome opened to show the rapidly darkening skies of the base. Kylo felt her heart sink as Hux continued. “Today is the end of the Republic! The end of a regime that acquiesces to disorder! At this very moment in a system far from here, the New Republic lies to the galaxy while secretly supporting the treachery of the rogues of the Resistance. This fierce machine upon which we stand will bring an end to the Senate, to their cherished fleet. All remaining systems will bow to the Second Galactic Empire and will remember this as the last day of the Republic!"

At the end of his speech, they fired the Starkiller weapon. Kylo watched in stone faced horror as the energy beams leapt across space. She closed her eyes as the screams of billions of lives being snuffed out screamed though the Force. It was only years of training that kept her face neutral. Oh Mother, what have I done? Is this what you felt when Alderaan died?

Hux looked at her and she turned away from him, leaning on the edge of a nearby table, ruthlessly squashing the urge to flip the table.

She felt him approach her and she fixed him with the most hateful look she could muster up.

Hux asked, “Not pleased with the…”

“No child of Alderaan would ever be pleased by an action like that!” She hissed.

Hux leaned closer and whispered, “Is this how you show gratitude?” He reached up to caress her face.

She quickly intercepted his hand, “I swear, by the Force, if you want an heir, you will grant me five minutes of privacy to slide back into a proper wifely role.”

He looked at her and she could pick up that he was recalling all the destruction she had created in her previous rampages. He nodded then said, “Handmaiden, show the Royal Consort a room where she can settle for a few moments.”

They finally retired to Hux’s quarters. Hux pointed out the wardrobe that held her allowed possessions and new items.

She was examining the items when she heard him disrobing. She paused and felt a shudder pass through her, a deep sense of regret that she hadn’t married a man she loved.

Kylo turned and saw Hux sitting on the edge of the bed, stripped to his undershorts waiting for her. She walked toward Hux, then in a swish of fabric turned her back on him. “You are going to have to unzip me.”

“So you mean I have to do work on my wedding day?”

She gave a rude snort, “You took seventeen calls all evening, and not all of them as important as they made themselves out to be. Don’t think of this as work, think of it as unwrapping a present.”

Hux grunted but gamely unzipped her, she stepped away and let the dress fall to the floor. She could feel Hux’s irritation but made no move to pick it up.

Hux stood up and then frowned, “Um…”

“What did you think was keeping that dress all fluffy?” she was busy unzipping and unbuckling the complicated undergarments. She took some secret pride in scattering the garments around the room, finally leaving her naked with her back to him.

She gasped when Hux grabbed her by the hips and heaved her onto the bed, taking off his undershorts which he added to his neat pile off to the side. He straddled her from behind, letting he feel his hardness.

“Are you a virgin?”

“Did you not read my official bio?” She pushed back against his hardness.

“You and I both know its full of lies.” He pushed her down on the mattress.

“I have given exactly three blow jobs, and that is it. Got myself off a lot as a horny teenager. OW! I’ve been celibate since leaving the Jedi Academy.”

“So, lube?”

“Be generous.” She panted into the pillow she clutched to her chest. “Better hope that no one ever asks me to prove my skills at embroidery.” She panted as he probed her pussy with his fingers, going too fast. “How sketchy is your sexual history?”

“I received a few blow jobs at the academy. A few hand jobs from others wanting to ingratiate themselves to me.”

Kylo panted as she felt him prod her entrance, then let out a keening cry as he pushed in. “Too fast, slow down!” she begged over a sob.

He grabbed her hair and yanked hard. He growled at the wig in his hand as she yelped at the hair that had gotten yanked with it. He tossed it to the side, but those few seconds gave Kylo time to catch her breath and brace herself against what was still to come. “You will take what I give you and you will be grateful!” He thrust against her to punctuate his words.

Kylo panted as he pounded into her. Finally she felt him slam home one last time and she could feel him fill her with his seed. They both panted until Hux pulled out and pushed her down and flipped her on her back. He flopped down on the other side of the bed and Kylo lay quietly until she heard him snoring. She lay staring at the ceiling, letting the tears fall from her eyes, trying not to sob.

She was finally out of tears and just about to drift off when she felt the Force tug on her. She turned and found herself face to face with a young woman. They both stared at each other and the bizarre encounter only lasted a few silent moments and the young woman faded from view.

*

*

Consolidating power kept Hux busy over the next couple of weeks. Kylo was left alone for hours at a time, which she spent either exercising or meditating. She dreaded the evenings when Hux would join her for dinner, then he would fuck her and fall asleep, if she was lucky. Some nights he would find a second wind and fuck her again.

She did not look forward to visits from Maratelle, who critized everything about her. Snoke had been a critical master but he was beginning to look almost kindly compared to Maratelle.

The strange visits through the Force from the young woman, named Rey, continued and Kylo looked forward to them. It was refreshing to talk to someone with no political agenda, and her naivety was refreshing. Kylo found it pleasant to sit and teach someone about the Force.

*

Maratelle was talking, but Kylo was barely listening, she was hearing something else. She closed her eyes and laid a hand over her stomach.

“Have you heard a word I’ve said?”

“I’m sorry, I was listening to someone more important.”

“More important than me?”

Kylo opened her eyes and met Maratelle’s angry gaze. “My child will always be more important than you.”

“You seem different today, Bree.”

“I’m pregnant.”

Rey smiled at her, then her hand twitched and at Kylo’s permissive nod she reached out and touched where Kylo indicated. “Oh, that’s bright.”

“That is the light of a new life, the light of hope.”

Kylo had eaten dinner alone and was now waiting for Hux in their bed. He entered the bedroom and leered at her. Kylo held up a hand, “I am going to make a request of you. Can you be a little bit gentler?”

He paused in his disrobing, looked at her, then continued. “Trying to slack in your duties as consort?”

Kylo held up a flimsiplast and said, “No, seems we’ve had a bit of success, I would just hate to have that good work undone.”

He paused, one knee on the bed and reached out and took the flimsiplast. He read it, looking back and forth from her to the document. He reached over and left it on top of his clothes then crawled over her until they were face to face.

“Who were they, the three blow jobs you gave?”

She sighed, “Ren, the previous master of the knights, to join the order. Cardo Ren, to have a warm and safe place to sleep as a rookie knight.”

“And?”

Kylo closed her eyes for a brief moment then opened them, “And Snoke to prove that I was an obedient apprentice.”

Hux managed to keep his face neutral but Kylo could feel his whirling thoughts. He braced his weight on one arm to caress her face, “You have been a very obedient consort, and as long as you stay that way, service me the way you have, I won’t make you do that.”

“You don’t like it, even being on the receiving end.”

“I’ve never liked choking and blow jobs are nothing more than being choked.” He shifted and settled between her legs, prodding at her entrance.

Kylo panted as he pushed inside her. He thrust, slower and gentler than he had in the past. When he finished, he paused before pulling out of her. He leaned forward and gave Kylo an almost chaste kiss, one she returned before he pulled out and laid down next to her.

Kylo was quiet and waited until he fell asleep. She closed her eyes and reached out with the Force. She could see a vison of the child, thin, pale, with clear blue eyes and wavy auburn hair. In her vision the girl was a happy and cheerful child.

*

Maratelle joined them for dinner one night. Kylo had not had the best relationship with her parents, but by the Force, Maratelle was not any nicer to her son than she was to Kylo.

Kylo looked between them, her eyes widening in realization. Unfortunately Maratelle happened to look her way. The older woman sneered, “Listening to the Force?”

“Always.”

“And what does it tell you?”

Kylo held Maratelle’s gaze, “That most women who are given the gift of a fine healthy child are grateful and treat that child well, but that there are ungrateful women who treat those children terribly and that you fall into that category.”

Maratelle glared at Hux, “What have you told her?”

“ ‘You will hear many things about General Hux and his family, but do not listen to most of them, for he has risen from the fires of his youth to become the man he is. As always, use the Force and your own intuition to judge the truth of other things you may hear’.” Kylo quoted, “That’s what Leader Snoke told me about Armitage.”

After Maratelle stomped out Hux glared at her. “She’s the only mother I’ve ever known, could you try to get along with her?”

“I will put forth an equivalent effort.”

*

Kylo found the most irritating part of her pregnancy was Hux’s absolute adoration of her pregnant body, and his love of having sex with her in this condition.

“Were you attracted to pregnant women before this?” Kylo asked as Hux thrust away.

He finished, then slumped down next to her, panting. “Can’t say that it ever tickled my fancy. Just the thought of you having my son, does something to me.”

“And what will you think if I’m having a girl?”

Hux gave her a look like she was insane, and the familiarity of the look made Kylo feel slightly nostalgic. “Of course you’re having a boy. My mother gave me the doctor’s report. What makes you think differently?”

“I had a vision.”

Hux scoffed, “So you would rather believe the Force than a medical scan?”

Kylo frowned, “Frankly, yes.”

Kylo cursed herself for not doing her research earlier. She read all the literature on Arkanis rituals and traditions she had access to. Then taking a page from her father’s book she researched folk tales which showed the dark side of Arkanis culture.

Then her attendants allowed Carise Sindian in to see her. Kylo sat in her favorite chair, refusing to rise when the woman entered.

“Madam Hux.”

Kylo scowled from where she was sitting. “I am properly addressed as either Princess Organa Solo or Consort Kylo of the Ren, Miss Sindian.”

“Lady Carise.”

Kylo leaned back in her chair, “Not according to the Elder Houses, who stripped you of your noble titles.”

“All a misunderstanding. That’s all in the past and forgiven….”

“Oh? My dead grandfather forgave you? For betraying his trust? For making his daughter cry?”

“Bail Organa was not your grandfa….”

“Get out.”

“Dear child, Anakin Skywalker, Darth Vadar was your grandfather.” She said condescendingly.

“You made his daughter cry. Get. Out.” When Carise opened her mouth Kylo leaned forward, “Do you really want to see how much I take after my grandfather? Get! Out!”

Carise got up, hugely offended, “May a girl guarantee your death.”

Kylo watched the angry bitter woman depart, the confirmation of the cultural imperative for a male heir a bitter pill to swallow.

*

Kylo put on the most practical clothes from her new closet. She lifted the clothes bar from the wardrobe, gave it a few test swings. She paused to lay a hand over her belly, “I risk both our lives, but he will kill us both for your gender. I won’t let that happen.”

Kylo barged out the door and with two swift strikes knocked the guards down. She snatched up their blasters and moved on, throwing the rod in front of her to keep the security door from closing before she got there. She noticed the blasters were set on stun and left them that way. She cut down every guard in her path, shoving the unconscious bodies out of her way as she passed.

She paused and only flinching a little bit, she yanked the tracker from underneath her skin and flung it into the elevator and sent it on its way to the main shuttle bay. She prised open a panel and squeezed into the service crawlspace. She had to pause for a moment, “I know child, not too much longer now.”

She made it to the pilot’s changing room and quickly slipped on the gear. She knocked out a pilot and his gunner, shoving them into the shadows of the changing room. She was one of the first pilots to the TIE fighters. In a most casual fashion she launched with the rest of the fighters and took the first chance she had to slip away and jump to lightspeed.

Leia walked out into the landing bay to meet the TIE fighter as it landed on the deck of the medical frigate. The fighter opened and Kylo awkwardly climbed out, accepting her mother’s help before being pulled into an embrace. She cursed her weakness as she burst into tears. “Oh, Mom. I’m so, so, so…”

Leia cradled her daughter in her arms, “It’s alright, Bree. We’ll get through this together,” Leia choked on her tears and whispered, “Mama’s here.”

*

Han Solo entered the medical bay and smiled when his daughter looked up at him. “Hello baby girl.”

“Dad, really?”

“He still calls you cub.”

“He’s 250 plus years old, technically you are still a ‘cub’.” She smiled at her father who came over and embraced her.

Han stood back straight and got a permissive look from Bree and placed his hand on her belly next to the monitor strapped there. She took his hand repositioned it and he smiled at the movement.

“Wiggly.”

“Unhappy.”

“Oh?”

“I usually do extensive training, even in this state but they think I’m too delicate to handle it since the escape, which beyond the initial take down of the guards was mostly just shooting people.”

“Attagirl.”

“Aren’t you missing somebody?”

“Chewie will be along in a few.”

“That’s not who she means and you know it.” Leia said walking into the room. “You are one Jedi Master short.”

“He refused to come, said he was looking for something in the Force and that he would need our help when he found it.”

“She, and on the outer rim.” Bree said, then sighed when her parents looked at her. “More than that I won’t say, for her protection.” Bree looked sad for a moment, “I agreed to Hux’s terms to save my knights and I don’t even know if they are safe. Chewie!”

Chewie bent over and gave Bree a hug, then sat and talked to Bree while Han and Leia went out into the hall to have a fight.

*

The doctors estimated that Bree had a few days left and they weren’t sure they could handle her or her nonsense anymore. Han had left on a mission but promised to be back in time. Bree wanted to believe him but comforted herself that at least her mother was at her side. The doctors allowed her to walk as exercise and to meditate as she wanted.

She was walking through the gardens with her mother when Han entered the garden looking hugely pleased with himself. Leia wondered why he was so inordinately pleased when a mixed bag of people followed him in.

Bree burst into one of her rare wide smiles, called out, “My friends!” and with her mother’s help quickly hobbled toward them.

Leia did not want to know how Han had found the remaining Knights of Ren. She was grateful that Han was back in time for his grandchild’s birth. Leia and Han shared a matched set of smiles that had Bree calling out from the huddle of her friends, “Not in front of my friends!”

Bree lifted her head as the Force tugged on her. She smiled at Rey who removed her goggles to look at her friend. “How much bigger are you going to get?”

Bree sighed and shook her head, “Not too much longer.” She looked up at Rey. “Have you given my – oh kriff…”

Rey felt an echo of the pain, “Bree? Now?”

Bree nodded then looked up as she felt Rey’s mirth, “What?”

“Whoever has today in the betting pool is going to cash in.”

Bree could only give an affectionate growl before Rey faded from view.

Bree took her baby girl from the doctor’s hands and cradled her in her arms. “Oh hello little one!” The baby let out some hiccupping short cries, “Oh don’t cry! Mama’s here.” She ran her hand over the baby’s damp hair, a definite shade of dark red and when the baby looked at her mother Bree could tell she had blue eyes.

Leia smiled at her daughter, “She’s beautiful, have you finally decided on a name?”

“Makani.”

Emperor Hux looked up as the communications officer entered the conference room. “A message has arrived for your attention in particular with a notice that a similar announcement will go public in a few days. The Alderaani Diaspora is pleased to announce the birth of Princess Makani Organa Solo, daughter of Princess Bree Organa Solo and Armitage Hux of Arkanis, granddaughter of Princess Leia Organa of Alderaan and her consort Han Solo of Corellia, granddaughter of Brendol Hux of Arkanis.”

Hux stood and listened, conflicted. On the one hand, he was furious about the downgrade in his status in the child’s official name, and the further disappointment in the child being a girl, annoyance that her trust in the Force proved correct. “Any picture?”

“Just says pending.”

Hux spent the rest of the day being surly and leaving conversations and refusing to see his mother. He sat on his side of the bed, which had totally been completely revamped after Kylo escaped, the linens and mattress replaced. He sighed and rubbed his face, then opened his keepsake box. He pulled out the letter he hadn’t had the courage to open and read. He had spent days wondering how she got a hold of ink and paper. He opened the letter.

“Armitage, If you are reading this this letter I have either escaped or have been killed. If I have escaped then it was all to protect my baby. Know that while life in exile won’t be easy, I will love our child. She will be loved and cared for, no one will abuse or neglect her. She will always know who her father is, even if my mother never acknowledges you. If I have been killed, please take care of our child, give her the pleasant and happy childhood you never had. If you cannot do that, and equally cannot bear to have her anywhere near you then have her taken to my mother. I will not contest a separation and I actually do hope you find someone who makes you happy. Sincerely yours, Kylo, Master of the Knights of Ren, Princess of the Alderaani Diaspora.”

*

At the urging of the Elder Houses Leia agreed to try to work with Emperor Hux, hoping this might lead to a treaty.

Bree was skeptical. “Really? No, the odds,” she spotted her father’s frown, “Aren’t good.”

“Never tell me the odds,” Han crooned to his granddaughter.

“We’ve made arrangements to visit with a party personally representing the emperor.”

“I’ll stick around for this meeting, then we are going on a journey.” She leaned over and pressed a kiss on top of Makani’s head.

The Imperial party arrived at a neutral location and the negotiators were taken in a sheltered shuttle to where Bree was.

“Oh hell no.” She said looking at the holo. “Not going in a room with that woman.”

“Hux’s mother?”

“On paper. Oh, damn, wasn’t supposed to mention that.” Bree finished off most insincerely.

Maratelle Hux looked up as Leia and Han entered the room. “I am here to collect my grandchild.”

“And you say I’m bad at negotiation?” Han said to Leia.

Leia hushed him then then turned to Maratelle, “Perhaps some introductions are in order. “I am Princess Leia Organa and this is my consort, Han Solo…” Leia shook her head in disbelief at the scoff she received.

Maratelle fixed Leia with an angry glare, “I am here for my grandson. My son’s blood heir.”

Leia and Han looked at each other with open confusion on their faces, but Leia could feel other, truer emotions from Han. Her sabacc face was perfect as she turned to Maratelle and said in her most gracious and innocent tone, “I’m sorry?”

“Your daughter has absconded with the Emperor’s heir and I will take that boy with me!”

“I’m sorry,” Leia said, “My daughter had a baby girl, precious little thing.”

“That is not possible!”

“Bree notified your son two days after Makani’s birth.” Leia said.

Maratelle was absolutely enraged and leapt to her feet, “He has officially named his child with Kylo of the Ren as his heir! That cannot be a girl!” she pointed at Leia, “You are a filthy liar!” She turned and stormed out of the room.

Both shook with repressed emotions, finally Leia asked, “I’m going to have you write the letter to the Elder Houses. I don’t know if I could put that into words.”

“What a piece of work.” Han muttered.

*

Bree sat at the top of the ramp, in a rocking chair, nursing Makani. Vicrul sat in a nearby non rocking chair and questioned her master’s sanity as she sat and stared out at Niima outpost.

A speeder entering the settlement caught the women’s attention. Bree stood, tucked herself away and handed Makani to Vicrul. “I’ll be back as soon as I can. Extra milk in the stasis chamber.”

Rey had just finished unloading her speeder and grabbed the end of the netting to drag off her salvage. She jumped when the other end was hoisted off the ground and into the hand of a familiar figure. “Bree?”

“In the flesh.”

Rey stood and stared at the taller older woman, “I never told you where I was.”

“The Force finally revealed you to me. Can we put this down?” She gently jiggled the net sling.

Rey nodded and they set the sling down, “What if my family comes looking for me?”

“How about we find them first? If my mother and her resources can find a woman lost for thirty years, we can find yours.” Bree shoved the bag to the side and reached out for Rey’s hand, “I can at least promise you won’t starve and there are things I can teach you about the Force that are easier to learn in person. Please?”

Rey nodded. They resecured the netting to the speeder and Bree followed Rey to her home to pack a few things.

Bree studied the wall and felt the loneliness and sadness. She reached out and touched the marks, getting a rough estimate with her eyes. The image of a scrawny pale red headed boy sitting in a corner nursing bruises flashed across her mind’s eye. She shook her head to clear it and turned to Rey, “Ready?”

Hux allowed himself a twinge of excitement. He was looking forward to spending time with his lover Kylo Ren, hopefully in bed together. He stopped short of recalling all the times he had the man under him.

He turned the corner and paused. A pair of red Praetorian guards were outside Kylo’s door. He moved to hit the signaler and was blocked by a pair of crossed pikes. He was wondering how to get past them when the door opened and an invisible hand pushed the pikes apart, much against their wielders will.

Hux entered and found the rooms dimly lit and called out, “Ky?”

A weak “Tage.” Came from the bedroom.

He walked in and found Kylo curled up on the bed, his midriff exposed. A large flesh pouch was grafted to him, the attachments throbbing and to Hux’s untrained eye done in a crude fashion. He looked flush and had an unhealthy pallor. Hux was appalled, “What?”

“Hideous I know, but temporary.” Kylo paused, curling a little tighter, “Master Snoke needs a new body and this new body has to be grown in a living host body, the stronger the force sensitive the better the result.”

Hux was still appalled but not surprised the Kylo would do something like this for Leader Snoke.

“He also banned me from any sexual activity.”

“Because you are so in the mood, feeling as bad as you do.” Hux reached down and played with Kylo’s hair.

Kylo smiled at the sarcasm laden statements, “I do feel bad but also this outrageous horniness.”

“Have you eaten?”

“Don’t want to.” Kylo paused, “But probably should.”

Hux leaned over and kissed Kylo’s temple. “Let me get that. You just rest.”

*

Over the next couple of weeks Kylo was fading before Hux’s eyes. The Praetorian guards were ordered to let Hux enter but he got the feeling that it was not what they wanted to.

Kylo could barely keep his food down and was barely able to eat enough and the parasite started to feed off Kylo. Going to the bathroom was a painful exercise and took ages. Walking and moving with his rapidly altering center of gravity made him nervous about falling. Sonic showers aggravated the parasite so Kylo was set to abandon showering but Hux dragged him into a water shower at least every other day.

Hux worried that his lover was going to lose his life.

*

He was working in his office, alone, after snapping at several people. He glared as the door opened and Captain Phasma entered. She held out a report and he gestured for her to drop it and go. He rubbed at his forehead and then looked up when Phasma’s helmet landed on his desk.

He looked up at her stern and dainty visage. “Something further, Captain?”

“Whatever is concerning you, you need to do something about.”

“You see I have a lot of - !” he jumped back as she swept all the documents and readers off his desk, causing him to jump up and back at the swift motion. “Captain!”

She fixed him with her cool stare. “I am not naïve and clueless. Lord Ren has been conspicuously absent and you don’t hide your affection for him as well as you think.”

Hux met her steely gaze for a long moment, “I’m about to share thoughts with you that may be treasonous.” He waited and she didn’t budge. “Leader Snoke has assigned a task to Kylo that may cost him his life. If he dies, for reasons I’m not allowed to divulge, the Resistance may find a second, harsher wind. This puts all our plans in jeopardy, including the completion of Starkiller Base.”

“And what would Lord Ren do for you?” She smiled at Hux’s pointed look at the debris on the floor. “Kylo Ren may be a maker of chaos, but he gets results.”

Hux sighed, “That surgeon that you have a preference for, the one who has taught you about what affection looks like, is she good at her job? And knowledgeable about discretion?”

“Yes to both.”

Hux gave his rapidly escalating plan a few more seconds of thought. “Have her meet me at junction x-8090 at the end of second shift with whatever she needs for emergency abdominal surgery.”

Hux arrived promptly on time and scowled. “Did the message…”

“If I need to do surgery I need my droid and my assistant.” She eyed the blaster in his hand.

“I am to turn the corner and head to room 4567, wait until a count of six, then follow me, keep your thoughts clear and neutral.” Hux armed the blaster, then walked down the corridor and once in range, fired killing both guards.

He hit the override and let the surgeon and her assistant into the cabin. He made a beeline for the bedroom where Kylo lay on his side, weeping from the pain. Hux moved to look Kylo in the face, “Ky, don’t fight the doctor.”

“But Tage, I promised.”

“Ky, I know but there are promises we sometimes can’t keep.”

Kylo nodded and the surgeon’s assistant administered a drug that knocked Kylo out. Hux stood up straight and helped the surgeon and her assistant roll Kylo onto his back and begin removing clothes.

The surgeon winced, “How long has,” she prodded the large bulge, looking at the readout from the droid, “this pouch been infected?”

“It’s infected?”

She nodded, “How long has he had this?”

“Six weeks, he’s been exhausted as it has been draining the life out of him.”

“Has he complained of fever?”

“He’s been warm the last couple of days but has denied feeling feverish. The pouch needs to come out.”

“Yes, but I can’t guarantee he will survive the surgery, which I would rather not do here.”

“We don’t have time to move him.” Hux checked his watch, “From the moment I shot the guards your time has been running out.”

The surgeon had been prepping while Hux had been talking as her assistant gave Kylo something else and swabbed the area.

“I’d stand back if I were you.” She warned Hux.

Hux stood at Kylo’s head and put his hands on his shoulders, “This is as far as I’m going.”

The surgeon nodded, leaned back and activated her laser scalpel, and blood and pus oozed out in a slow but thick torrent. Hux winced as she began removing the pouch, her assistant helping by moving things as she directed, after setting a basin by Kylo’s knees.

“Just a note, whoever installed this was a hack,” she continued, “He’s going to sick for days just from the infection and the rejection.”

“Rejection?”

“Yes, it’s clear even without blood tests that there is a rejection going on here, Lord Ren’s body is rejecting whatever this is.” She made a final cut and her and her assistant pulled the pouch free and dropped it in the basin, quickly moving to close off sources of bleeding.

Hux took a few moments to gently caress Kylo’s face, then he sensed motion. The assistant shrieked as the thing leapt at him from the basin. The surgeon swore as she tried to finish her work as tentacles swung in her direction and her assistant tried to keep a grip on it’s wet slimy exterior. Then the assistant redoubled his efforts as the thing headed for Hux.

Hux dodged some kind of quill shot his direction then dodged to the side as the thing broke free, swinging toward him by a tentacle wrapped around a light fixture. Hux fired at it. It screeched but absorbed the shot, causing the surgeon to swear as it swung tentacles her direction.

Hux grabbed the lightsaber and with a clumsy swing he hoped Kylo never heard about he cut the creature in two, knocking its dead body to the floor.

*

The next few days were hectic. Leader Snoke had abruptly dropped dead, his surgeons could not resuscitate him and were at a loss for an explanation. Hux stepped forward, assuming the title of Supreme Leader, only having to kill four people to secure his position. The first week anyway.

Hux carved out a few minutes each day to stop by the med bay to look in on Kylo, who was in some kind of self-induced trance. He would stand by Kylo’s bedside, touch his hair and his hand, placing gentle kisses on Kylo’s forehead and hand.

Kylo woke up when Hux wasn’t there. He was informed of Snoke’s death and Hux’s promotion. He was also told he should not do any serious twisting or lift anything over ten pounds.

Hux walked in to find Kylo sitting up, alert and awake, but still pale and wobbly. Hux dismissed the staff and waited until the door closed. He walked over and reached out for Kylo’s hand. Kylo pulled his hand away.

Hux hung his head, “I deserved that.”

“Yes, you do.” Kylo sighed, then winced at the pain it caused. “The surgeon filled me in on what happened.” He frowned at the terrible pun, “That you killed the future host with my lightsaber which killed Snoke, too.”

“Unintentional consequences.” Hux said reaching behind him and pulling the lightsaber free holding it out.

It was large enough their fingers didn’t touch as Kylo took it. Kylo set it beside him on the bed. “I’m glad you kept it in a secure place.” Then he sensed something and looked up, “You’ve had it with you?”

Hux nodded. Kylo thought it over, then reached out for Hux. Hux stepped close, and they brushed noses, holding hands, then shared a brief kiss.

Hux and Kylo carefully embraced and held each other for a long time.

“My quarters?”

“Cleaned, sanitized, linens replaced, bed made so tightly you could bounce a coin off it. However, the other Knights of Ren report they can still sense what happened in there. If they can you can too.”

“Hmpf.” Kylo said, just holding Hux.

“Or you could stay in my quarters.”

“As what, trained lap dog? Bed warmer?”

“How about as my husband?”

Kylo was quiet for a long moment then pulled back to kiss Hux, then pressed his forehead against him, rubbing noses. His voice had a slightly choked up quality, “I can handle that.” They held each other for a long silent time. Kylo chuckled, “Are you ready for Princess Leia as a mother-in-law?”

“Yes.” Hux said confidently.

Kylo chuckled, a rare rich sound, “You are my courageous fool.”

*

Hux was not a man for extravagant romantic gestures. So the quiet subtle gesture of cancelling the First Order bounties on Leia Organa, Han Solo, Lando Calrissian, and Chewbacca of Kashyyyk would do as a wedding present.

*

“General! Their shields are down!” One of the technicians reported.

“Thank the Maker!” C3PO cried.

“Han did it! Send them in!” Leia called then paused as a sensation of dread came over her. She had felt a smaller version of it earlier when she said goodbye to Han, but now it felt almost overwhelming. “Admiral Ackbar!” she called, then walked over to the Mon Calamari, softer, for his ears only she said, “The Force is calling me to a task, I need you to take over here.”

“Of course, General.”

“BEN!” Han bellowed across the chamber, not only attracting his son’s attention, but the attention of Chewbacca, Rey, Finn, and every stormtrooper in the chamber.

Kylo stopped and took his time turning around. “Han Solo. I’ve been waiting for this day for a long time.”

“Take off that mask. You don’t need it.” Han said as he closed the distance.

“What do you think you’ll see if I do?”

“The face of our son.” Leia said, her voice carrying easily across the room, emerging from the shadows, still clad in her purloined orange jumpsuit. Han did not look surprised, but Kylo knew he was totally shocked.

He reached up and removed his helmet, letting it fall to the catwalk with a clang. Leia and Han were only a few meters in front of him, standing side by side. “Your son was weak and I destroyed him.”

Leia moved slightly in front of Han but kept her distance from Kylo. “No, you are stronger than you know, I know you can rise above the conflict I feel inside of you.”

Kylo snarled, “Like you know what I’m feeling.”

Leia’s face was soft but her voice was stern, “I’ve always known what you are feeling. I know you know that Snoke is manipulating you. But I also know you are possessed of a compassionate soul and the things he has ordered you to do are in conflict with that. I can feel it, I know you can feel it too.”

“It’s too late.”

Leia shook her head and held out her hand, “No, its not, please come with us.”

“I don’t have the strength.”

“Then borrow ours. We will help you.” Han said.

The light began to dim. Kylo heard Snoke’s voice command, “Show you are not weak. Kill them both”

He tried to focus his anger on the tears falling from his eyes as he drew his lightsaber and his parents took involuntary steps back, and the thought of them being scared of him dredged up an old angry pain.

Suddenly the Skywalker lightsaber landed in Leia’s hand and she activated it, “Run Han!” she shouted, then swung the saber in huge arcs in front of her.

“Kriff,” was muttered by both father and son as Leia sliced the catwalk between them. Leia took a few more steps, then cut again, causing a section to fall away. Leia joined Han in sprinting to get off the catwalk. Kylo jumped the gap and chased the older couple.

Kylo heard the detonation but he was on a mission and dared not fail Snoke. He burst out the entrance and saw Han running. Too late he realized he had lost sight of Leia and never saw the stun bolt that knocked him out.

Chewbacca scooped up the young man, slung him over his shoulder and ran for the Falcon, Rey and Finn on his heels.

Finn was shouting, “Are you crazy? That’s Kylo Ren! The First Order will never stop chasing you!”

Leia waved him off, too busy running to answer him. She did pause and pull a remote from her pocket and press it.

Rey and Finn flinched at the explosion, “What was that?” Rey shouted

“X-wing! Self-destruct! More running, less talking!”

They made it to the Falcon and Han shouted, “Chewie! You and Rey get us moving!” He pulled a kit off the bunk and handed Leia the scanner as he restrained Kylo’s hands and feet. Then he secured a collar around his neck. Finn was impressed how they worked as a team, barely a word between them.

“Found it, on his left hip.” Leia said, “Help me roll him.”

Han grunted rolling the man over, “Did they feed him moons?”

“He was never a lightweight thing.”

Finn watched as they began undoing Kylo’s belt, “What are you doing?” he asked.

“Implanted tracker, got to get to it, I can see the scar where it went in. Do you have a medical kit?”

“It’s super basic, bacta strips, anti-burn spray, stuff like that.”

“This may have the range to lead us back to base…”

“That they already know the location of by now, sweetheart.”

Leia thought for a moment, “Han, you and Finn hold him down.”

“Leia!” Han said then shook his head and braced himself over Kylo’s torso, indicated for Finn to brace himself over Kylo’s legs.

Leia had a bacta patch ready in one hand then held her hand over Kylo’s hip, closed her eyes and concentrated.

Rey gasped as she felt a sharp pain on her left hip but shook her head at Chewbacca’s inquiring growl.

Kylo woke up from the pain as Leia pulled on the device. “I’m sorry it hurts Baby.” She soothed as he roared and tried to throw off Han and Finn but was not able to, giving a yelp as Leia pulled the small device free and slapped the bacta patch on his hip. She ran to the nearest ejection port.

Kylo shouted and cursed as he struggled against the men holding him down. Leia returned wiping her hands on a rag and knelt in front of Kylo, “Stop it!” she ordered.

Kylo looked at her, studied her face and nodded his compliance. She reached over and fixed his clothing and Han and Finn let him sit up.

“What will happen to me?”

“Well first of all the First Order is not getting you back.”

“Oh?”

“Han, do you have a holo recorder on board, oh you still carry a portable one?”

“Thirty-year-old habit.” He held it up, “Any time you’re ready.”

She briskly nodded and started, “I am General Leia Organa of the Resistance. I have just captured Kylo Ren, Master of the Knights of Ren. He will be interrogated…”

Kylo snorted rudely, “And who do you believe is capable of that?”

Leia shook her head and Han lowered the vid recorder. “I am perfectly capable of looking through your head.”

“You made someone’s brains ooze out through his eyes and ears.”

“Rookie mistake. And further in my defense he was associated with the bastards who had kidnapped you and I may have been a bit, overzealous.”

Kylo snorted, “Overzealous.” He shook his head, “I don’t feel good.”

Leia looked worried, “Did we miss something? Han! The scanner.”

Han waved the scanner over him, “Nothing that this scanner can detect.”

“Rey!” Finn shouted as Chewbacca brought her to the back.

Leia listened as he reported that she collapsed. Han was running his scanner over her and Leia noticed that Kylo was slumping over, “Ben?”

“What did you do to her?” Finn screamed at Kylo. Before Leia could stop him, he punched Kylo knocking him to the floor.

“CHEWIE!” Leia yelled, trying to set her son upright as Chewbacca hauled Finn a short distance away.

“What the hells?” Han said, pointing to the welt, “Where did she get this welt? Chewie did she hit something on the way down?”

Leia looked between Rey and Kylo. She tilted her head at what the Force was showing her. She was still cradling Kylo’s head and said to him, softly, “I need you to sit up on your own, just for a minute.” She looked between them again, then reached down to unsnap the collar. The effect was instantaneous, Kylo and Rey took in deep breaths like they had just found air.

Han and Leia exchanged looks. Rey was whimpering, “There was this dark, it was trying to wrap itself around me, it was trying to pull me into some kind of sinking sand.”

Leia walked over to the girl, “Do you still feel it?” Rey seemed nervous and reluctant. Leia took one of her hands, “I know you’re afraid.”

Rey drew a shaky breath, “I can still sense it but there’s something, no someone between us. The darkness, is a person?”

“It’s Snoke.” Kylo said walking over and standing next to Rey, taking her hand from Leia. “When they put the force collar on me, Snoke lost his grip on me and then reached out for the next target on his list.”

“Me? Why me?”

“You are strong in the Force, your untrained mind was able to resist my skillful interrogation. Once I winked out he was like a glutton at the feast.” He held her hand between his, “He did order that I bring you to him.”

“What?!” Finn cried outraged.

“Where is he, Ben?”

Rey looked up at his face and saw him make the decision, “0172224 by 185, an artificial world he calls Elsewhere.”

“Han, divert us from D’Qar, head directly for the rendezvous point,” She pulled out a comm unit.

“Will you be okay?” Han said, his eyes flickering to Finn for just a second.

Leia smiled, giving him a quick peck on the lips, “I have a blaster and two lightsabers, I’ll be fine.” She activated her comm unit, “This is General Leia, I need a strike on an artificial habitat called Elsewhere, coordinates 0172224 by 185.”

“How do you know he’s not lying to you?” Finn asked as Chewbacca let him go.

“I saw his eyes, I’m his mother, I know when he’s lying.”

Rey was sitting up “But what if Snoke is gone?”

“Then they won’t hit the target, but it lets Snoke know he doesn’t have Ben anymore, does he?’

Kylo shook his head and Leia reached in between then and released his wrist binders. “Behave young man.”

Rey saw his eyes roll before he responded, “Yes, mother.”

Emperor Hux decided the best way to keep his Enforcer Kylo Ren happy and content was letting him have the scavenger girl as a prize, as long as Kylo did not neglect his duties to Hux. And if the girl was able to give him an heir, all the better.

Rey shivered as Kylo dragged her into the bedroom. All the drugs she had been pumped full of were making her head fuzzy and her balance uncertain. Hux entered the bedroom and engaged the privacy lock. He scowled and said, “I think the medical officer overdid the dosage on her.”

Kylo had let go of Rey to pull the blankets back then had to grab her to keep her from toppling. “Too many or too much or some combination, come hold her for a moment.”

Rey moaned as Kylo let her go and Hux wrapped his arms around her from behind, “Definitely too much if she’s this sensitive.” He studied her face at this close distance, “A bit plain.”

Rey snarled at him making Kylo chuckle, “It’s all right sweetheart, you will probably hear all the sideway compliments he gives me.” He began shucking his clothes.

Hux held Rey tighter and she gasped as she felt Hux’s hardness press into her buttocks. “Yes, he is a beautiful specimen, no matter which one of us impregnates you, the result will be worthy.”

Kylo turned, fully nude and half erect and carefully took Rey from Hux she he could get undressed, “Won’t take him nearly as long, He’s not wearing as much as I do.” He removed her patient smock and laid her down on the bed, rubbing his hands all over her making her moan. He leaned over and kissed her, probing her wet entrance with his fingers.

Rey cried out then wailed more when Hux took one of her breasts in his mouth and sucked hard. She wailed from the overstimulation. Hux looked up, then tugged Kylo in for a kiss. “Go ahead.”

They shared another kiss and then he kissed Rey before positioning himself at her entrance. He encouraged her to take a deep breath before he pushed in.

Rey wailed and flailed as he began thrusting. Hux found he had to hold her pretty tightly to prevent her thrashing. Neither lasted long and Kylo came with a growl almost drowned out by her cries.

Kylo pulled free panting. Hux slid down and took Kylo’s cock into his mouth making the man cry out, then moan. Kylo took over holding Rey, peppering her with kisses while Hux positioned himself and he pushed in, making the girl moan and cry out.

Hux thrust into her, moaning at her tightness, finally coming with a growl of his own and with a few rubs of her clit making her come so hard she passed out.

Rey came around, being rubbed and kissed by the men on either side of her. Kylo sighed in relief and shared a kiss with her, then with Hux as she woke up.

Over the next several days a pattern formed. The drugs messed with her balance and Hux forbade her being given any more. She was given things to read while Hux and Kylo were not there. In the evening one of them would carry her to the table so they could eat together. Often the fondling and touching would begin after dinner and she figured they made an effort to keep work out of the private quarters. She also learned very quickly the pair used bickering as flirting.

They took turns going first but both fucked her every night. She often fell asleep, held between the men, listening to their gentle bickering.

Rey was startled from her half sleep By Kylo being pushed face down onto the bed, A super horny Hux slicking himself up and telling Kylo what several dirty things he wanted to do to him. Rey watched Kylo’s face contort in ecstasy as Hux began fucking him. Kylo did not have a hand free, having to support his weight and Hux’s with his arms. His pleas for Hux to touch him to stroke his cock were met by phrases like needy slut and emperor’s whore. Hux came with a growl.

When noticing Rey’s scrutiny Hux slapped Kylo on the ass, “Get your relief in her, go on, spend yourself in her.”

Kylo sought Rey’s permission and she nodded and spread her legs. He pushed into her, thrusting only a few times before coming into her.

They taught her how each preferred to have their cocks sucked, but since they were trying to get her pregnant they did not come in her mouth but promised that she would eventually learn to swallow. She in turn taught them what she liked.

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