Blaze Of Glory | Kylo Ren

Right Where You Left Me

Anakia's P.O.V.

"It's time to let old things die. Snoke, Skywalker... The Sith, the Jedi. The rebels... Let it all die. Rey, I want you to join us."

The words of Ben send pain into my chest. My heart drops into my stomach. Nothing has changed inside him, nothing has evolved since the night he destroyed the Jedi temple. 

Glancing at Ben, I see the same expression on his face the night he took me away from my home. The sheer determination to have his way in this galaxy. From the very beginning, Ben craved to kill Snoke and rule the galaxy. 

He wanted it with me and overtime with Rey by our side. Glancing around the room, I realize this is the moment he's always been waiting for. 

He has me and Rey right where he wants us. His heart has not turned to the light, only become more greedy overtime.

"We can rule together and bring a new order to the galaxy."

"Dont's do this, Ben. Please don't go this way." Rey speaks up and glances at me with tears in her eyes. "Ani? Please."

Clenching my saber in my hand, my eyes peer between Ben and Rey. I feel as if I've been a fool this entire time. Everything Ben's done has been to put me where I am now. 

On his side of the war, a leader of the First Order. He's been slowly edging me into commanding the First Order with him for his own avarice. And now he's seeking Rey to join, and I sense it's from craving more. 

Resting my gaze on Ben, I wonder if he will ever stop seeking more. I find Rey and myself being pulled to comply with Ben out of convince.

"No, no. You're still holding on! Let go!" Ben shouts at Rey without turning to glance my way for my opinion on the matter. "Do you wanna know the truth about your parents? Or have you always known? And you've just hidden it away." Striding toward Rey, he murmurs all too confidently. "You know the truth. Say it.... Say it."

"They were nobody."

Letting tears fall down her cheeks, Rey glances to me and I feel regret from how we first met. I see her wanting her to put her faith in me. It causes me to grow flustered. 

Why would she put faith in me? I have done nothing to show her I'm on her side. I save our skins when the moment was necessary, but nothing else to prove she can trust me. 

Turning away from them, I glance to the window with the Resistance fleet in the distance. There's still a dozen left, but it's getting smaller by the minute. Shuffling toward the window, I tilt my head with the words Snoke spoke about me. 

Have I always been just a survivor trying to save my own skin? Watching the fleet, I feel a weight on my shoulders as I rethink everything I've done. I've done nothing but keep myself going, used both sides of this war for my benefit. 

Excusing the benefits with things I thought were good, but was it ever truly right? Or was it only valid for me? Without knowing, I've become the very thing I swore to hate. 

I've become what Luke's become. We've both become fallen Jedi in the shadow, trying to save our own skin. Never actually interfering with either sides of this war. 

Only on the sidelines until we must keep us alive and secure. Watching the fleet getting blown up one by one, I recognize I have silently joined the side of the First Order. 

I've lost my morals overtime because of love and security. Glancing back to Ben, I find him oh so desperately trying to win over Rey as he's done with me for years.

"They were filthy junk traders. Who sold you off for drinking money. They're dead in a paupers' grave in the Jakku desert." Ben steps closer to Rey and his shoulders slack. "You have no place in this story. You come from nothing. You're nothing." Lifting his hand for the second time, I hear him whisper. "But not to me. Join us... Please."