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FILL - Re: Kylo/any: Battleground Kylo Ren.

[vilya_mariposa]

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.”