Chapter 8 - Taken

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Hux

It had been a long day for the general, he was here and there at the base, checking everything and making sure they were ready. They were setting up to fire the weapon again soon. They had just destroyed the New Republic, they needed this momentum to act again and prove their point further to the population of the galaxy. His final agenda was a small meeting that night, it was a meeting about the condition of the base, this led to the topic of the destroyed bathroom which was believed to be the work of one alleged Kylo Ren. All heads turned towards Hux as they searched for a volunteer to talk about Ren's anger and him taking it out on the base's facilities, but the general responded with a scowl and stated that he'd rather pet a Nexu than reason with Kylo Ren. Everyone in the room sighed, but this did not faze Hux, he was not going to be a babysitter for Ren. He glared as he thought of the prince-ly treatment the Order was giving him, if he were the Supreme Leader, things would have gone differently, but who was he to question Snoke's decisions and actions at that. However, given the chance, he would happily pull up a blaster and shoot Ren right in the head. He smiled to himself at the thought.

"What say you, general?"

Hux straightened and hid his smile by a slight rub of his nose by his gloved hand.

"Beg your pardon?"

"We were discussing that the project be the one to have to explain to Master Ren not to channel his anger towards the base facilities."

They were planning on using Paige to reason with Ren? Hux raised his eyebrow at the officer that was speaking.

"Since you so expressed your disagreement on it being you. Maybe the girl can reason with him, they are the same in that they wield the Force, perhaps Master Ren will listen to her."

"Of course he'll listen" Hux said to himself, scoffing.

"You had a comment, General?"

"I just find that we must be so desperate as to send that girl for a mere talk with Re-- Master Ren." Hux hated having to call him that. The title dripped like poison on his lips.

"Since you're so keen on reprimanding him, why not volunteer yourself, sir?" Hux sneered at the officer.

The man absentmindedly grasped at his throat, remembering a pain that he once felt the last time Kylo Ren and him had a talk. He had only informed the master of a minor setback and this resulted to him being choked and slammed into the wall.

"My efforts in trying to communicate with Master Ren have been denied in more ways than one." The man shook a bit, brushing off the feeling. He then turned towards the group around the table.

"All agree then? Project 5163 shall be sent to inform Master Ren of his..."

"Tantrums" Hux whispered, again, to himself.

"Pardon, General?"

"Nothing, carry on."

"Yes, well then." The officer picked up his data pad and started scanning for the other agenda.

Hux had decided he had had enough of this and stood, glaring menacingly at the other officers that stared at him in surprise.

"If that will be all then, officers. I shall take my leave."

"General, might we ask when our preparations for the weapon shall be put to use?" Another officer asked, stopping Hux from walking out.

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