Sabers ignited instantly. Vicrul was one man, but not one that should be walking and breathing still. Ben had taken down all of his Knights on Exegol. Ben, Amar, and Rey took the front and ignited their blue, orange, and yellow sabers. Ahsoka placed General Poe and Finn in the middle of the circle and ignited her white sabers in the back of the group to protect the new leadership.
Vicrul slowly dropped his scythe from his grasp and raised his hands in defeat to show his surrender. Rey extinguished her saber, but Ben and Amar kept theirs ablaze and crouched into their defense stance. They did not trust what was happening, well Ben didn't trust him and Amar was feeling that same emotion from him.
Rey knew she needed to step in to defuse the situation.
"Why are you here, Knight of Ren?" Rey called out towards the black cladded figure.
Vicrul slowly stepped forward to come a little closer, so he didn't have to yell, but he was met with Amar and Ben taking an equal step closer to him and he hesitated, clearly he was not winning anyone over just yet.
"I woke on Exegol after the destruction of what it once was, I found no other Knights left. I escaped in a lone TIE fighter there. I could sense a low connection to Ben Solo, I followed it, and I ended up here. I have nowhere to go, there are many things I need to explain." Vicrul lowered his hands, since he was going to have to further explain things ,before they felt safe the threat subside from him.
Rey looked to Ben for any inkling on what to do next. Ben relaxed his stance, but kept his saber ignited and Amar followed suit.
"Vicrul, you and the rest of the Knights tried to take me out. You were not loyal to Kylo Ren, you were loyal to Palpatine." Amar snapped her head to Ben, she did not know about the Knights dishonor to himself.
Amar felt a wave come over her, she felt hatred towards this man for trying to kill Ben. Amar felt her hand reverberating and before she could fathom what was happening, electricity shot out of her fingers and zapped Vicrul. It had been one bolt, but it had shot Vicrul back in agony from the shock.
Rey and Ben looked to Amar in an instant. She was staring at her hands, she didn't even try to do what just happened, Amar thought she had herself under control from the dark powers she had previously. Ben placed a hand on her cheek. Their eyes met and he reassured her that they would talk about this, but for now they needed to deal with Vicrul. Rey understood completely what had just happened, she herself had done the same thing, anger lead you to the dark side.
Vicrul slowly sat up grasping his side.
"Look, you need me. In order to convince the Order that you are still Kylo Ren, you need your Knights, at least one of them. It will prove to make the most sense for a story. Also, I would like to help if I can. The Knights were all seduced from the Emperor from a few years before you joined us Ben. We didn't know what we were doing, just what we were told, same as you."
Vicrul stood as he was trying to explain, but was having a hard time. Rey felt compassion for this fallen Knight, Rey walked over to him. She held out her hand for him to take. Vicrul looked upon her with soft eyes, she was a beauty for sure. Vicrul placed his hand in hers and by the will of the force, Rey pulled him upright.
Ben and Amar finally deactivated their sabers and placed them back on their respective locations. Ben still did not trust him, but this must have been what Poe and Finn were feeling towards him. Ben stepped aside to let the high command make a decision on his behalf. Dameron understood what Ben was trying to say from his look and took the initiative.
"Vicrul was it? We will hold you in detainment for now. Until, we have decided what we want to do and see you no longer as a threat." Poe comed guards to escort this formal Knight to the brig.
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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...