The Neo Order: A Reylo Star Wars Story - Chapter 1 - Page 3 (2024)

 

Now the man in black was chasing a beautiful girl through an icy forest. No, he wasn't chasing her, they were fighting. The girl was wielding a blue light saber that eerily looked like his grandfather's old light saber. She moved so gracefully, though Ben could tell she had never wielded a light saber before. Before he knew it, she'd struck the man in black down and the planet they were on split in two, separating the combatants.

Then Ben Solo was back in the darkness. But this time he wasn't alone. The shape he'd seen earlier was now right in front of him. He reached out to touch the man who seemed to be made of shadow, but the man caught his wrist.

"Who are you and who is that man in that awful mask? And what does any of this have to do with me," Ben asked, sounding slightly desperate.

Oh, Ben. How disappointing is it that you haven't figured it all out. They always said you were the smart one, the shadow said.

Ben watched in horror as all of the darkness around him and the darkness covering the man in front of him came together to form a cage around him. As the last of the darkness leaked away from the other man Ben backed away as far as he could get from the other man. Ben's heart was pounding in his chest.

The man who'd been covered in darkness was finally revealed and Ben thought he must've been seeing things. The man looked just like Ben except he was dressed in all black from the polished black boots on his feet to the black leather gloves that covered the hands that was holding the black and chrome helmet of the man who'd ordered the deaths of all of those villagers. The man was watching Ben with curiosity in his dark brown eyes.

Don't look so surprised, Ben Solo. You should have guessed the truth long ago. After all those were your memories, our memories I guess, the dark version of Ben said and laughed.

Ben dropped to his knees as all of the memories poured back into his brain. All of the pain he had caused over the years began to double back on him. He began to scream.

What's wrong Kylo Ren? You didn't really think that you were still Ben Solo, son of Leia Organa and Han Solo, apprentice to Luke Skywalker, Jedi Knight, did you, the dark Ben Solo asked.

"I am Ben Solo! WHO IS KYLO REN," Ben bellowed.

We haven't been Ben Solo in years! Don't tell me you've gone and forgotten everything that Snoke had taught us, Dark Ben Solo aka Kylo Ren asked but the voice sounded different, more high pitched and sickly.

The more his memory returned the more Ben felt like Kylo Ren, like himself. Slowly but surely his light brown clothes were replaced with pitch black ones. All of the rage, pain and sadness he'd felt seeing all of the awful things he'd done transformed into the hate he'd developed for Snoke. He stood to his full height and put on his mask.

"BEN SOLO NO LONGER EXSISTS. HE DIED WHEN THAT MONSTER FORCED ME TO KILL MY FATHER SO I KILLED THAT BASTARD," Kylo Ren yelled.

The man outside of the cage transformed from Kylo into Snoke for just a second before becoming Zoroyais. Zoroyais laughed as Kylo tried to lunge for him. The cage of darkness kept Kylo firmly in his place.

Ah, there is the Kylo Ren I know so well, Zoroyais said.

Kylo was breathing hard, he reached for his lightsaber just to find it gone. Memories of the battle on Ilum came back to Kylo slowly. He remembered fighting with Zer-o at his back. He remembered the Zabrak trying to save his life and almost losing his own. He remembered telling Rey to continue with the mission they'd been given by Skywalker.

Suddenly he wondered what had happened to her and the rest of their group.

You want to see your whor* and the bitch that spawned you, Zoroyais asked.

"I'll kill you for referring to them that way. When I get out of here, I'm going to kill you just like I killed Snoke," Kylo threatened as the darkness outside of the cage opened to reveal the throne room of the Vengeance.

Kylo's heart stopped beating as his Rey came into view. Hux was leading her forward by a thick chain fastened to a metal collar around her pretty throat and she was dressed in some skimpy outfit that made Kylo so angry that the cage was shaking around him. The longer he had to watch that ginger weasel parade his light around like some common whor* the angrier he got.

Does it bother you to see her as Hux's slave? You're the reason she's there. You weren't strong enough to save her. You died and Hux took your precious woman as his slave. I wonder what he's doing to your mother right this moment, Zoroyais said gleefully.

Kylo growled at Zoroyais like a wild animal. He didn't have to see himself to know that his eyes had gone yellow with a thin red rim around them. Thinking of Rey as Hux's slave and his mother in the hands of the First Order was enough to make Kylo allow his darker nature to present itself.

Suddenly Kylo could see Leia. She was in a cell looking up at Thalia who was staring back at Hux. The weasel smirked as he nodded to Thalia. Rey was begging him not to do it, but it was too late. Thalia gleefully put her sword through Leia's heart.

Kylo felt a sharp pain in his own chest as though it was his heart that has been pierced. Then again, his heart had been pierced by Zoroyais himself.

He looked down and his shirt was a mess of ribbons and blood. The flesh underneath as raggedy as the shirt itself. Maybe he really had died. There was no way he could have survived an injury like this. He had died and gone to hell for his crimes.

If he wasn't in hell he could have been with his parents, uncle and grandfather in the Force. But he had failed too many times, wasted too many chances and had been too f*cking weak to save everyone he cared about.

Rey, I'm so sorry sweetheart. Please forgive me. I'd burn the universe to save you...

Kylo didn't know if the bond could transcend death but he hoped Rey knew he would always be with her.

He knew that Hux could never tame his girl. He knew eventually she would escape from her chains. There would always be light to combat the dark, someone to fight the injustices and for many people she was the symbol of hope.

He'd been the symbol of death for many people for many years and if the Force saw fit to allow him to live, he'd have brought a terrible wrath upon anyone who would threaten the people he thought of as family. Zoroyais had known that and had tried to separate him from them. But had he been successful?

Now that Kylo could sort of think rationally he didn't think so.

"If I was dead you wouldn't see fit to torment me so. I'm sure the demons of the afterlife are more creative than the sh*t you've managed to come up with," Kylo said feeling calmer the more he actually thought about his last moments of consciousness.

Alive or dead you are still trapped in that cage. The light Force user is still out there all alone...

Kylo glared at the thing in its pitch black armor and then settled on the floor on the cage and began meditating. Maybe if he could focus, he could use the technique that Asera had tried to teach them to heal himself. If he could heal the damage to his body, it would be easier to free his mind from this cloud of darkness. If he could connect with Rey it would help even more. Her light was his light after all.

"You aren't stronger than Rey and me together. If you were you wouldn't have tried to separate us," Kylo said and closed his eyes.

Rey, if you can hear me, I need you to come to me baby. I need your light, Kylo tried to push down the line of the Force bond they shared.

Together they could do anything...

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