Salvation To My Stars • Kylo Ren [2]

XXV

Bellamy's Pov

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For the first time in my life, I found myself completely alone in the Finalizer hallways. I was dressed in a white med bay gown and it felt like nothing more than a thin bed sheet. I had to sit down for a second, completely and utterly terrified that someone would come down the hallways, ready to sedate me and force me back. The dark consumed my frail form. My mother wasn't there to soothe my fears, nor was Elwood to remind me who I was. It was just me, alone, attempting to find Elwood before he gets executed.

By now, I'm sure L-WYN has returned and has informed the staff that I have escaped. That'll bring what's left of the crew to freaking out. Isidore Ren, Kylo Ren's sociopathic daughter is on the loose and she was not happy.

I round the corner, hobbling my way through the endless hallways of this blasted ship. My shoulder feels like there is a piece of metal launched into it and my vision becomes dotty every once in awhile. Sometimes I have to stop and lay my head on the cool metal floors, allow myself to regain the power I know I should have.

I make it to the docking bay, a large crowd outstretched from the beginning of the show to the very back. To my dismay, I was in the very back. In the crowd I believe myself to be moving on my own free will, I am still my own person. To an observer I am no more than a part of a moving mass, one with an insubordinate behaviour when viewed as a single. I snaked my way through the crowd, keeping my head low with only one destination.

A speech boomed over the crowd with a cacophony of applause and cheering following after it. Stormtroopers were hollering and clapping, proud that they weren't the ones being killed for treason. I find my way to the front of the crowd, blending in with the other's that weren't in uniform. I see my father, standing tall and vicious as he taps his foot impatiently. Hux is beside him, his face grim and paler than usual. General Hux wasn't a man of emotion but Elwood was his only breathing relative.

In the grip of silent panic, my appearance became wild. My pupils dilated, my heart wouldn't stop racing, my brain was on fire and my breathing became more rapid. My father's speech about traitors and the Resistance ended and I knew I had a problem. I stepped back, hoping that nobody had realized who I was yet.

Two stormtroopers brought Elwood out from hiding, his hands and feet had restraints on them and his beautiful face didn't look so beautiful anymore. He looked trashed, completely trashed. His lip was split open and his right cheek was bruised. The minute he was pushed to the ground, his head dropped and I felt every inch of his body pump more blood into his heart, his tiny cells unaware that they were seconds away from being murdered.

Hux walked up to his relative, standing tall beside him. "Cedar Jedidiah Elwood, do you admit to your crimes against the First Order?"

"I do."

I shuffle my way to the side. Grasping the handle of my lightsaber, I push past people and slowly, I can feel people beginning to recognize me.

"Let this be a reminder to everyone, the First Order is stronger than your weak rebellions," Hux choked out. "Everyone will one day now down to the First Order!"

Captain Phasma walked towards Elwood and grabbed her blaster. Even I could tell she didn't want to do this, heartless Phasma had a heart for the kid that grew up trying to wear her helmet. She pressed the blaster against his head and Elwood shut his eyes.

"Stop."

Captain Phasma dropped her gun and my father turned to me, his posture dropping. He walked towards me, each step more vicious until he was standing right in front of my face. "What-" He grumbled. "-is the meaning of this?"