Salvation To My Stars • Kylo Ren [2]

VIII

Jude's Pov

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I was taught that Jedi's do not crave adventure. That we are to do our duty as if it was a job, which technically it is. The adrenalin in our veins should be pushed away and we are to think as if the wind in our hair didn't feel euphoric. Here came my flaw, I couldn't do that.

Perhaps I was given the trait of my mother's superb acting abilities because Uncle Luke doesn't suspect a thing. Lying draws us to the Dark Side, I know that but this wasn't a horrible lie, just a small fib. The excitement for this mission is wiring my body and I feel as if my brain is on fast-forward and there is no off switch.

There is no emotion, there is peace.

There is no ignorance, there is knowledge.

There is no passion, there is serenity.

There is no chaos, there is harmony.

There is no death, there is the Force.

Don't get me wrong, I live by the Jedi code. I know my family history, I know the stories that few people still believe as myths. I know that I am the great grandson of Anakin Skywalker, longtime Sith Lord known as Darth Vader. My sister and Kylo Ren have been blinded by his power and forget that he to came back to the light. Uncle Luke tells me that I look almost exactly like him if it weren't for my freckles and dark eyes. I know who I am despite my flaws, I just needed Bellamy to see who she was without being blinded by power.

"Hey," Corinthia tapped my shoulder. "You okay?"

I nod. "Just a little off, I don't like thinking that my grandmother could be losing her memory."

"None of us do Jude," She leans her head on my shoulder. "But we have to keep looking for the positives."

"Like?"

"Her smile when she's holding Kingsley, her strong face as she leads an entire Resistance, her pride when she looks at you-"

"Sometimes I forget my grandmother isn't just my grandmother but Leia Organa." I chuckle, putting a stressed hand through my hair.

"Your heart is too pure for this war, you care for everyone deeply and I adore that about you." Corinthia looked up at me, her blue eyes glistening as she watched me. "I love you Jude."

"I love you too Corinthia Windigo Arlo!"

"Ugh! Jude Solo you know how much I despise my middle name!" She stuck her tongue out at me. "I'll feed you to a rathar if you say it again!"

"Alright, alright!" I nudge her with a grin, getting ready to run. "Sorry Windigo."

"Stop with your cringe worthy romance please!" Poe yelled from across the docking bay. "Make it stop!"

Corinthia leant up and pressed a long kiss to my lips, causing Poe to groan from in front of us. "No can do Dameron."

"You two are so cute, it's disgusting." He shook his head, laughing at us. He pulled on his orange jumpsuit and leant down to check his fuel tank once more. "We are taking blue squadron and red squadron this time, gold squadron is standing by in case." As he spoke, multiple members of each squadron began to gear up. "I don't want any mistakes Corinthia, I upgraded you to Blue Leader because I trust your judgement."

"You can count on me Dameron," She turned back to me. "I'll see you after."

"Don't screw up Blue Leader." I winked.

She shoved me, shaking her head with a silly giggle. "Worry about yourself Solo, I won't be there to save your ass."

I shook my head, a boyish grin painted on my face as I waved goodbye. She was my everything and I loved her as much as the Resistance loved my grandmother. When anxiety and fear grab me by the tongue and dry my mouth, I don't panic anymore because I had her.

I have known suffering and I always will but it has been pushed to the back of my mind. Everyday, I try to remind myself that I am a good person like my mother before me. I have everything I need. While it is my sister who has nothing but power, I have family. I do believe that family is more important than anything out in the galaxy. Perhaps this is why I have not become a Jedi Knight yet, I do not believe that the Force is everything. When I am weak, I think of my makeshift family instead of going to the ghosts of old Jedi Masters before me.

There isn't a page for people to describe themselves. Sometimes describing yourself can be the hardest of all. You don't view yourself the same way as others view you. Though I am different, I can see past the hidden compliments and distasteful comments. I know who I am and now, it was my job to show Bellamy who she really was.

IMPORTANT A/N: Currently, I am writing a different Kylo Ren fanfic. It's a kinda like a spin-off but it's just a prequel to Darkness At Dawn. It follows the adventures of Elara Jane (yes she's back amigos), Ben Solo, fan favourites: Kentaro, Vega, Dez and Luke Skywalker! IF ANYONE IS STILL INTERESTED IN WRITING A #KELARA ONE-SHOT, DM ME IMMEDIATELY! It doesn't need to be extremely long or extremely detailed. The author will be given full creds and a shoutout on my page.

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