"Women always find out the truth" -Han Solo
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Kylo Ren strutted down the long corridors of the Finalizer toward the ship that would transport him and the strange force-wielding girl down the trade route towards Bakura. He had suspected that she would lie to him about the location of her base.
When he spoke to General Hux, the general informed him that a scout had followed the Resistance pilots from Cyrillia and confirmed that they were headed towards Bakura before being shot down by one of said pilots. He intended to make her a spectator as they invaded her planet and destroyed the Resistance.
Rage still coursed through his veins from finding out that she truly knew nothing about Luke Skywalker's whereabouts. The hermit was still hiding, Kylo sneered beneath his mask as he rounded another corner, ignoring the stormtroopers and officers that saluted as he walked by.
Although the girl was hell-bent on giving him as little to work with as possible, he saw potential in her. She was confused, as he had been. Once the Resistance was destroyed, she would grieve, and grief would turn into anger. Kylo Ren knew the path to the dark side better than anyone. She would have nowhere to turn, and her anger would guide her away from the light, into the truth. Into power. If she displayed enough power once converted, perhaps the Knights of Ren...
"Lord Ren, your ship is ready." Kylo looked at Hux through his mask, resisting the urge to throw the General into the sturdy window behind him.
"The girl?" Hux nearly rolled his eyes.
"Is on board and restrained, as you ordered."
"Good. When you're ready, General." Kylo climbed the ramp up to the Dark Nova, a black battleship with a large main section and wings that extended out from both sides which would turn upward to a vertical position once the ship was launched.
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Azalea sat in a small, white, isolated holding cell aboard the Dark Nova, her hands cuffed in front of her and her mind desperately plotting an escape plan. They had made her change out of the stormtrooper armor that she was wearing earlier, which was a relief since it had been uncomfortably too big and was starting to stink. They gave her a pair of tight black pants, sturdy black boots and a flowing, long sleeve shirt that was made of strong, black fabric which she tucked into her pants.
She shifted her legs and lay down on the hard metal bench, closing her eyes. Her shoulder was starting to itch where her blaster wound had begun healing. She had stretched out with her feelings a few minutes ago to try to get an idea of the ship layout, and she discovered that there were about seventy people aboard. Before she could find out anything else, she felt Kylo Ren's presence and quickly pulled back to avoid brushing against his thoughts.
Her sister was constantly at the forefront of her mind, but she also thought about her mother, Poe and Jess, and the rest of the team. She hoped they'd made it out safely. She wanted to ask about it, but she figured that Kylo Ren would have boasted and used it to threaten her further if he knew anything about their whereabouts.
That was why she lied in the first place, and she had been pretty convincing too. She even pushed her memories of the base on him, making sure to mask them with the wet, rainy feeling that she knew blanketed the planet Bakura. Takodana wasn't far from Bakura, but she knew that if the First Order took the most convenient route and followed the Corellian Trade Spine due south, the path would just bypass Takodana and take them straight to Bakura.
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Restoration of Light (Star Wars/Kylo Fanfic)
Fanfiction"You've lost your prisoners, Kylo Ren." Her next words mocked his, "You're not fast enough." He continued to walk toward her, stepping over the body of a fallen officer. Coming to a stop about a foot away from her, he towered over her by at least fi...