Palpatine changed the subject over to what Amar desperately wanted to hear.
"You wish for young Solo to have his memory back?" Palpatine smiled smugly at Amar.
Amar knew deep down this is what she always wanted, she would take him as he is now, if it meant that he could remember everything that had happened in the past. Amar was positive that once he learned the truth, he would cease to be Kylo Ren, for the sake of his younglings.
Amar looked back up to the deathly hollow figure that was her grandfather and intently stared into his glazed over eyes.
"I would do anything for Ben to have his memory back." Amar answered fully aware of the trap she had just set up for herself. Internally, Amar was hitting herself for saying such a foolish thing, but love had a way of making people do stupid things.
Her grandfather didn't reply right away but rather grinned with an unnatural size smile on his face. Amar didn't like the feeling she instantly got from him, he had something up his sleeve, she could feel it.
"Well, my granddaughter, join me in the Final Order and take down the scum of the Resistance and draw in my other grandchild and I will give you what you seek." His smile did not dissipate from his face.
Amar instantly was hit with a wave of anger and frustration, she was being played. Amar instantly ignited the lightsaber from her backside and raised it up to her grandfather's neck.
"Never! I will never help you." Amar knew this was what he was wanting in exchange for Ben Solo, but there was no guarantee her grandfather would keep to his word. Amar needed a way out of this situation, she would have to find another route to her beloved.
It donned on Amar, her grandfather must have known all along about their bond. If he controlled Snoke, that meant, him alone orchestrated her and Ben being pulled apart in the first place.
Out of nowhere two hooded figures came behind Amar and zapped her with a device that disabled her and made her drop her saber off to the side. The two figures grabbed her arms and held her there in front of Palpatine. Amar struggled against their hold, but every time she did, they zapped her again. The electricity pulsing through her body was intense and each time it happened it weakened her. Amar was stuck. Palpatine had the upper hand in this situation, Amar was going to have to decide or die fighting.
"Such power my young granddaughter, it's a pity, if you don't join me then I will have your twin girls join me." Palpatine laughed his evil menacing chuckle.
"NO! You will never touch them. I will give myself over, if you promise never to cause them any harm. Please?" Amar asked as she let her head hang in defeat.
"You give yourself over to me and the Final Order, I will make sure you and Kylo Ren are reunited and I won't go after your girls. I give you my word." His chuckling ceased and Palpatine became very serious.
Amar knew she didn't have much choice, it was either conform to protect her girls or die and hope he never went after them.
"It's a shame you were the one to arrive and not Rey. She would have granted me all my powers back, but in due time, I still have enough for now." He spoke out loud but not necessarily to Amar.
Amar finally made the realization about Rey, her connection to Ben had been given over to Rey because of their bloodline. The only way it was able to transfer over was because they were blood related. Amar kicked herself for not going to Rey before she came here, maybe they would have been stronger together. Now, she was alone and giving herself completely over to the Emperor.
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Forgotten, But Not Lost
FantasyThat crushing feeling of your heart being torn in two, as you feel the dark pit of your stomach grabbing a hold of it. Amar grabbed her chest and sunk down to her knees. His soul. His being. His existence. Fading away into the force and leaving her...