The lost princess-on hold

Sir Kylo Ren

The sounds of war cry and swords clashing with each other were audible in the temperate forest. Hundreds of men were fighting against each other while others fought on their horses. Two or three heads rolled down a ravine and blood splattered everywhere. There was carnage in the forest and the screams of fatally wounded men frightened those who were watching closely. Arrows flew the sky like birds, landing on chests and even heads. Many fought heroically but the most feared man in the battle was none other than Sir Kylo Ren. 

He was fighting on his black horse, slashing those on foot as he galloped around them. Ren was a strong warrior and his black sword drew blood. Others believe he had no heart and his temper was fiery like his sword. That morning, his men were battling the Kanji Club in order to conquer Fort Star. Ren's army was growing and it only started with six Knights of Ren. 

After hours of trying to defeat the Kanji Club, Ren ordered his men to retreat. The enemy was growing in forces and would not let them take their fort. This made Ren furious and gritting his teeth in anger, yelled at his men to retreat. As they did, the sounds of victory could be heard from the distance as they rode away. They won the battle, no the war, Ren thought. They were not done yet.

"We lost about 230 men, Ren. What's your excuse now?" General Hux snarled at Kylo as the latter got down from his horse. They made it to their camp safely after the bloody battle. 

Ren patted his horse's side trying to calm his fury at Hux. There were times he wished to impale the red-haired bastard with his sword just to quiet him up forever. The general noticed Ren was trying to ignore him and decided to keep taunting the dark warrior.  "So, it seems the master of the Knights of Ren got his tongue eaten by a mouse. Or am I wrong?"

"My tongue is still in place," Ren said unsheathing his weapon to clean it up. It was stained with the enemy's blood and he liked to show it off to others. "However yours haven't been cut yet. That's a shame."

Hux clenched his wrists tightly until Ren lifted his sword into the air to inspect it. As he flung it higher, the sword splashed some blood which stained Hux's cheek. He swallowed thickly. "What do you suggest now?"

"We will let our men rest and heal first. Another strategy will surge in a week or two. Leave it to us." Ren answered sheathing his sword back and ready to leave the general behind. 

"And what if we fail again, Ren?! I cannot let my men die becaus.."

Kylo then grabbed Hux by the neck's collar with force, his lips drew in a snarl. "As I said, leave it to us. For your sake, better start following my orders. Is that clear?" 

Hux nodded, trying to jerk away from Ren's grasp. If only Sir Ren knew that Hux was working for Birren's enemy, King Snoke of Crait. They were spying each of Ren's moves and thanks to Hux, the King of Crait knew about this secret army and Birren's secrets. If the FOOL only knew, Hux thought.

Sir Ren let go of Hux with a slight push and gave him a last glare before heading to his tent. Kylo went inside of the tent which was the largest of all. He then proceeded to take off his dark armor and boots. Reaching for a bowl filled with water, Kylo Ren washed his face first and removed the dirt and blood from it. Then, he grabbed a wet cloth and cleaned the rest of his toned body. A couple of scars were on his chest, shoulders, and back. Those are just memories of the past. He then thought about his mother and how ungrateful she was with King Anakin. The knight dreamed of one day succeed Queen Leia and become King Ren of Birren. He wanted to adopt his grandfather's ideas, politics, and raw power. Those who were inferior to them needed to be forced to work as slaves. Villagers were meant to serve their Kings for they were inferior. Unfortunately, his weak mother didn't share the same views and thought Birren deserved better. 

With a smirk, he dried with another cloth and put on some clothes before getting to bed. That night he desired a woman and release some stress after the battle. If only they have brought a couple of prostitutes with them things would have gone differently. They weren't pure respectable women but using their bodies was gratifying. 

Closing his eyes, the image of a little girl running around the castle's corridors appeared in his mind. She was rebellious and loved playing games with his dog, Chewie. Why was he seeing this all of a sudden? Who's this girl? 

Sir Ren finally fell asleep, his sword always placed under his bed in case of an attack or betrayal.