Sin

Chapter One

Sir, we are descending to Mos Espa now.

I want to get this over with quickly. A mechanical voice boomed through the TIE fighter.

Yes, Sir.

The air is dry and thick as Kylo Ren steps off the aircraft. A mission that he felt was unnecessary was made deliberate by Supreme Leader Snoke. The First Order has maintained a bargain between the Hutt's in providing much of the pod racings earnings to be paid to the First Order. The Supreme Leader has a heavy suspicion that the Hutt's are fulfilling their usual acts of crimes by cutting the First Order short on payments.

Kylo Ren walks robotically throughout the sandy landscape of Mos Espa. His black robes so deep and dark contrast against the bright brown of the never-ending sand town. His daunting helmet concealing the darkness filled in his eyes, but instead showing the strength and power through the intimidation of the emotionless mask.

Ziro Hutt was surrounded by slaves. The First Order continued an alliance with the crime lord in order to develop funding for the Imperial's needs. Snoke referred to this arrangement as putting a tax on the Hutt's acts of corruption.

Kylo maintained his stoic persona when he walked into the room. Ziro was being entertained by a dancing Twi'Lek, while a half-naked slave looked unamused by his side.

"Ahhh, Kylo Ren, what brings the honor of your dark presence?" Ziro speaks in Huttese, letting the sarcasm flow over his greasy mouth. He laughs a deep and drunk laugh, sending waves over his flagrant, grotesque rolls.

In an instant of hearing Ziro's laughter, Kylo has a force grip around his throat.

"Do not mock me you, worthless scum," the Master of Ren spoke with such power and clarity, the entire room dropped to a silence. Kylo Ren placed a threatening step closer to the gigantic slug, tightening his  force grip around the crime lord's throat.

"You have a deal with the First Order, and you seem to have shorted a few payments. I am here to demand the previous payments in full," Ziro is losing air supply and Kylo makes it a point to drag out his demands. With a simple hand gesture, Kylo releases his grip and Ziro gasps for air. The slave entrapped in chains offers water to her master. Ziro to slaps her away and grabs the container of liquid. After fighting to catch his breath, Ziro orders another slave to retrieve the payments requested.

The servant trembled at the exchange of currency. "Do not waste my time ever again." Kylo turned away with his entourage of storm troopers. Leaving Ziro and his slaves in distress.

Just as Kylo was taking a step on to the TIE fighter, he feels a pull in the force. Something across the desolate, but bustling city was pulling him in the opposite direction. A feeling of energy flowing through his thoughts and muscles. Almost as if an invisible rope was tightly luring him into the vast land of Mos Espa.

Sir?

Prepare the ship and be ready for departure. I have one more task at hand.

Kylo follows the draw of energy to another part of the commercial city. A city full of criminals and slaves, stuck in an endless circle of poverty, crime, and death. The day was beginning to end, but the color of the sand-stricken city never changed. And the people seemed to match their home. Poverty filled the streets and the faces of those who occupied them.

This town reminded him of the stories he learned of his Grandfather. How Anakin once was a pod racer himself. The man he looked up to once grew up on this planet, living with his mother as a slave. The thought sent anger through the Sith lord. Thinking of his family and what he has descended from. If it wasn't for Supreme Leader Snoke, he would never have become so powerful. Luke Skywalker, Han Solo, and Leia would have never been able to lead him to the power that he holds today.

Entrapped in his thoughts, Kylo finds himself at a small hut, more than half the size of the TIE fighter that he arrived on. But the stream of power flows through his limbs and he must find what emits this strong energy. Kylo knocks down the door of the occupied home to find an older woman startled and hunched over in fear behind a table.

This is not what is sending waves of the force. Annoyed, Kylo punches a chunk of the stone table with the bottom of his fist effortlessly in anger.

Who else is here? He demands as he places his hands flatly on the table, interrogating the frail, older woman. "No one. It's just me!" The woman begins to plead, tears streaming down her face. An older man begins to walk in through the back. "Dear, are you- "the man gasps in terror.

Kylo Ren begins to lose his patience. He has no time to waste on these insignificant plebeians. He knows these slaves mean nothing to him, but he can still feel the force and it is beginning to get stronger. He knows that he is close, but the Master of Ren holds little to no patience for inconveniences.

Within a second, Kylo had the older couple dead and laying on their hut floor. It was simple gesture of his finger that easily snapped the necks of the two. The energy that he was so pulled towards was suddenly pouring over his body and that is when Kylo turned to the face the such strong presence that stood behind him. A girl stood in the doorway, frozen in fright.

She was small, fragile girl. At least a full foot shorter than Kylo's startling height. Her dark, long brown hair fell in tendrils behind her back and her wide, bright brown eyes filled with sadness. Kylo watched as she slowly dropped to her knees, realizing her losses. Kylo knew that he finally found what was attracting him further into Mos Espa. This weak girl somehow was strong with the force, it was raw and pained, but he knew that she was what he was searching for.

You are coming with me.

And without explanation, Kylo grabbed the girl by her arm, leading her back to his ship. With his strong touch, the girl falls back into the reality of her situation. Her mom and dad lay lifeless on the floor of their home and she is being captured by the man who killed them.

"No!" She yells as she tries to pull her grip away from Kylo. Tears are flowing endlessly down her cheeks, but this means nothing to the Sith. The girl began fighting against the strong grip of Kylo, but to no avail. Taking the captured girl back to the TIE fighter was with no difficulty for Kylo. Even as she flailed and cried out with punches and kicks, He remained unphased by her pain. He did not care that he just shattered her entire life.

The ship was running and patiently waiting for the arrival of Master Ren, where he easily pulled the girl over his shoulders and stepped into the ship. She was pounding her fists into his back, but her frail punches did nothing.

Once inside, he threw the girl into the cell. The impact of the cool metal on her knees sent a small gasp from her throat. She remained with her back facing Kylo and her head down. He could see the tears fall from her face and puddle on the silver floor.

Two storm troopers flanked their commander and closed the doors of the cell.

Notify the base that our mission is accomplished.

Ren's mask altered his voice so that it was even more deep and authoritative.

Yes, Sir.

And have them notify the Supreme Leader that I have found something beneficial to the First Order.

Yes, Sir.

The two storm troopers left the cell area and proceeded with their instruction. Kylo Ren stood proud and satisfied of his findings, he knew Snoke would be pleased.