Tormented • Kylo Ren/Ben Solo

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"Your eyes crashing into my eyes, was I accidentally falling in love? Your words didn't mean to heal the hurt, but were coincidentally more than enough"

13 ABY

It was a partly-cloudy day. Ben Solo had just woken up when his uncle and Master summoned him for a private conversation.

"There is a girl. She's around your age and she'll be joining us for training in a few days." Luke said. "Ok..." an eight year-old Ben said. "But why are you telling me this in private, why not in front of the others?"

"I just wanted you to know before hand, and I was hoping that maybe the two of you could be friends."

Ben sighed.

"What's her name?" He asked, he was feeling slightly bitter and he could feel a spark of jealousy rising in his chest. This girl must have been important to his uncle if he cared whether she and Ben would be friends.

Luke sighed. "Her name's Victoria, she's the daughter of an old friend of mine, I've met her, and so has your father and Chewie. And Chewie like her so thats how you know she must be nice." He said, offering Ben a playful smile. Looking at his neohew he could see the doubt in his face and sighed. "She's very sweet Ben, please give her a chance."

The young padawan nodded. "Of course, Master."

"Ben, please, this is important." Skywalker said. The young Solo only nodded before leaving his uncle's chambers without another word.

What could be so special about her? Why would a new girl be joining us? These were the thoughts running through the boy's head. He knew nothing, but her first name and that she'd be joining him and his friends in their Jedi training.

It all seemed awfully strange to him and he didn't really know what to think. What would it be like with only one girl training with us? What will she be like? What does she look like?

I wonder if she's even nice.

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Victoria sighed as she walked with Han and Chewie.

She was finally going to meet Leia for the first time, and Victoria tried to imagine Leia's appearance in her head.

Luke and Han only described her personality, and when she asked Han what she looked like, he said she was "A beauty like no other."

Victoria wondered if Leia looked like her mother in any way.

Lillian Salvatore. The one who everyone in their city called The Planet's Beauty. The one who had dark red curls and icy blue eyes, as well as a fair skin complexion. To Victoria, her mother was the most beautiful woman in the world.

Was.

She repeated that word in her head over and over. Victoria couldn't help but do otherwise, her mother's lifeless body surrounded by a pool of blood is one memory she knew would never escape her.

Her dead eyes, staring at nothing.

Victoria shook the thought away as best as she could, but it lingered in her mind like a cobweb in the corner of a old, dark room.

In that moment, Victoria could only hope that Leia wouldn't try to replace her own mother. She internally cringed at the image of someone else trying to replace her family.

Victoria, Han, and Chewbacca entered a room that Victoria obviously didn't recognize. Inside, there was a woman that looked like she was her early thirties, which made sense, since Luke had told Victoria that he was thirty-two years old.

The woman had thick, dark locks tied in two identical buns on the side of her head. She was short, with pale skin, rosy cheeks, and chocolate brown eyes.

She smiled at the young girl sweetly, "Hi, I'm Leia, you must be Victoria."

Victoria smiled back at Leia, peering at her with shy eyes. She really is beautiful. She thought. "Yes I am."

"Why, yes, yes I am." Leia pulled Victoria into a hug. "It's wonderful to meet you Victoria."

Victoria sat down at a nearby chair, and grinned from ear to ear. "It's nice to meet you too. Han and Luke talked a lot about you."

Leia snuck a sly glance at Han, who rubbed the back of his neck. "Oh?" Leia said, "and what did they say about me?"

"That you're beautiful, funny, really nice, and strong."

Chewie said something in Wookie. Victoria, still not understanding, looked at Han confused.

Han gave her a pointed look. "I really need to start teaching you Wookie language, kid. You're useless to us without knowing it." He joked. "Now, come here and meet my son."

They went to another empty room, yet this one was far larger. It was brightly lit, with sunbeams pouring out of the windows in the ceiling. There were three white couches and a dozen old artifacts decorating it.

A black-haired boy, who seemed to be slightly older than Victoria, entered the room, with Luke trailing right behind him.

Victoria couldn't deny that he was a slightly odd-looking little boy. With wavy, jet-black hair, pale skin, scrawny physique, and big ears she could see how those features could result in him seeming awkward. But he also had wide, dark green eyes.

Like a forest.

They were filled with a childlike wonder that seemed to oppose the awfulness the past two years have given her, and she got the startling sense that he seemed like a beacon of hope.

Luke gestured to Victoria then to Ben. "Ben, meet Victoria Langford. Victoria, meet my nephew, Ben Solo."

Ben smiled and so did she. She was the one to make the first move and extended her had but a half-hearted smile. "Hi."

Looks like Ben doesn't know Victoria's real name!!! Let's see how they're relationship is gonna progress tho...

UNTIL NEXT TIME MY YOUNG PADAWANS
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-M.E.