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Hux woke up. He wasn’t sure why. Maybe some subtle sound had alerted him, or a change in the feel of his room. He was nearly sure the door hadn’t been opened, but his hand automatically went to the blaster he kept stashed near his pillow.

‘I found the gun, try again,’ a voice said from one corner of his room.

Hux’s pulse sped and tried to shift closer to the bedside drawer that held his knife. It probably would be much use against someone who had his blaster, but it might just give him an edge.

‘Also the knife. You could try calling for help, but even without the soundproofing, I’ve made sure we won’t be disturbed.’

Hux breathed deeply and evenly. ‘What do you want?’ he asked.

‘That’s an excellent question. I could try telling you about the Culture, but they’re not really relevant here. Mostly I’m looking for something to do. It’s like inertia. Once you make a habit of something, it’s hard to break it, even if you’re in a different place and mostly alone.’

Hux’s eyes were adjusting to the dimness and he saw the figure of man. His proportions seemed slightly off, but he otherwise looked reasonably human. Maybe he was across-breed of some sort. Based on his largely incoherent rambling, he was also clearly mad.

‘If you’ve truly managed to get in here without raising alarms, then you are a person with unique talents and I could think of some things you could do if you’re looking for a purpose. In a way, I could offer you a grand purpose.’

The man snorted. ‘I know what sort of purposed you’d offer me and I’m not interested. You’d think that at your level of tech, gigadeath crimes would be beyond your lot. But as I keep trying to tell them, pan-humans find a way. You lot haven’t even discovered the Grid; you’re using stars to power your weaponry, but here we are—billions dead and you’re sleeping soundly.’

‘So this is about revenge?’ Hux asked. Maybe if he stalled long enough Ren would sense something and sweep in. Hux tried to project danger and fear as hard as he could.

‘Not revenge, just balancing the scales, I guess,’ the assassin said.

Anger rose in Hux. ‘There are no scales and what you’re doing would be pointless. Even if you kill me, someone takes my place. The First Order is bigger than any individual and the Starkiller itself is certainly bigger than you.’

The assassin gave an unpleasant smile. ‘True. But I only need to win one argument against a stubborn ship to get rid of the Starkiller and in the meantime, I don’t think even the Culture would object to me killing you. Well, they probably would, but they’ve always been hand-wringingly squeamish about this sort of thing.’

‘Whoever you are, whatever agents you represent, if you stand in the way of the First Order, you will be crushed.’ Hux’s heart was beating rapidly, but he wouldn’t be intimidated by some assassin in the night.

‘Somehow, I don’t think that’s very likely,’ said the assassin.

Hux’s last thought was that being killed by his own blaster really was adding insult to injury.

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Zakalwe looked down at the corpse and sighed. Moments later he disappeared and reappeared aboard a ship that was practically on top of the Starkiller by astronomical standards. Of course no one in this galaxy would be able to detect it at their technological level.

A silver-skinned humanoid sauntered up to Zakalwe and grinned. ‘You know they wouldn’t be very happy with your vigilante activities. You’re clumsy. Another one of their fanatics is just going to fill the power vacuum.’

‘Yeah, well they’re not around, are they?’ Zakalwe paused for a moment. ‘Remind me again why I let you talk me into going through a black hole?’

The Av laughed. ‘Boredom and a fit of self destruction? I mean that’s why I did it. I assumed you just liked me.’

Zakalwe gave a grudging smile. In a way, it was true. The Abominator-class Falling Outside The Normal Moral Constraints was one of the more bearable Culture ships Zakalwe had met. It was less self-righteous, and it didn’t pretend it was being altruistic.

‘You wish, machine, I’d just had enough of the Culture and their bleating. Even uncertain death was better than more Special Circumstances fuckery.’

The ship’s avatar smiled, long and slow. ‘Whatever you say, meat. So who do you want to kill next?’

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Okay this was rough and also a really obscure crossover with Iain M Banks’ Culture novels. Zakalwe’s views on the Culture do not reflect my own in any way. Also this prompt is crying out for all the multi-fills. Just sayin’.

OP is okay with multiple fills, and OP also now has a new book series to track down and read.

I don't know these books, but dam, you made me interested.
Badass assassin in the night, Hux being in character, reference to the othe fandom and TFA, I love it.
Also, just the mental image of the FO freaking the fuck out because OUR FLAGSHIP WAS INFILTRATED WHAT THE FUCK.
Kylo would feel professionally attacked because he didn't notice.

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Mini-fill: Gen Multiverse Crossover - The Culture Novels

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