Sith & Sin: Kylo Ren/Ben Solo

Chapter 3

The boy, with his wide curious eyes and wandering gaze, knew for a fact that he hadn't much time. "I'm not afraid. Not anymore. I will die for my planet. I will die a hero." He said.

  The boy's bravery was an admirable trait, a trait that could spare his life. "Bravery,even in the face of doom, it's a very good strength. You have potential." Kylo replied.

  Kylo had thought long and hard about sparing the innocent prince. He was no taller than his waist, he looked feeble, and was more than ready to face death. He pitied him enough to spare him.

  But before Kylo could process what had happened, the boy was lying on the floor, a hole through his chest, not even a final breath, the boy was dead. The boy didn't even realize.

  "Are you out of your mind?" Phasma said.

  "The boy could have been useful to us!" He yelled at Phasma.

  Phasma's reply was interrupted by a nearby explosion. "I hope Sinfray knows what she's doing, it's chaotic out there." Phasma said bitterly.

  "Trust her."

  "I'm only trusting Hux."

Sinfray and Hux kept each other close, they hadn't much idea of how strong these Makkabeans were. They lacked strength yet came in big numbers. "What's taking them so long?" Hux questioned.

  "Probably tracking down the others!" Sinfray said as she almost got hit by a blaster.

  As they ran, dodged, and pushed their way through survival, Sinfray noticed the red glow of the familiar light saber. "Over there!" Sinfray said to Hux.

  Kylo stood with Phasma, obviously looking for the King. They went the other direction in the hopes of finding the King. 

  Running through a forest, Hux separated from Sinfray when he saw a group of guards escorting the coward of a King himself. Hux shot his blaster in the air like a flare gun.

...

"Well hello, King." Said Kylo ominously. King Harvey knelt at his feet as they were surrounded by the lifeless bodies of his soldiers. 

  The pathetic excuse of a ruler cried, Kylo's saber came so close to his neck that he could feel the heat of it burning to his throat. "Please, I'll give you anything!"

  Kylo chuckled darkly. "Long live the cowering King." And with that the saber finally met his throat, slicing right through. His head rolling off like a ball.