The transport shuttle jutted to an abrupt landing inside the Star Destroyer with rows upon rows of Stormtroopers awaiting the arrival of their Supreme Leader. Ben looked to his two companions before they followed the Officer out of the transport. Through the force, Ben sent waves of reassurance and cautioned them to just follow his lead and let him get informed on all the news coming from within the First Order.
Ben followed Graven down the ramp, who was still messing with his neck collar after his little accident onboard. Amar and Vicrul followed swiftly behind Ben and the Stormtroopers made their way off the ship directly behind them.
At the bottom of the ramp, Commander Mitaka was there to meet the returning Supreme Leader. Amar watched as the Commander grew weary as his darkened eyes turned worrisome.
"Supreme Leader, so good to have you back. If you follow me to the bridge we can debrief in the meeting room." Mitaka bowed to Ben as he welcomed him back in command. To Amar it seemed no time had really gone by, they treated him as like nothing had ever happened, like he hadn't been missing for months, let alone how he had been dead.
Ben simply nodded to Mitaka and he started his route to the bridge, with all of them following shortly behind as they made their way through the line up of personnel. They had gathered all of the personnel able to greet the return of their Supreme Leader and had them line up in their different ranks. Amar had wished that she could of had a helmet just like her other two companions, so she didn't have to be so self conscious of what her face was doing every second. It felt wrong to be here, last time she was here, Amar was not herself, but she couldn't imagine what Ben must be feeling.
It took a good portion of time to reach the bridge, it was silent the entire time, no one spoke, though Amar assumed it was not normal for Kylo Ren to strike up a conversation. It was more than awkward to say the least, Amar kept her mind preoccupied with staring at her beloved and ogling once again, by the way his body filled out his black attire. Amar needed to keep her face as straight as she could, but it was proving difficult with having Ben around, even if she was inside a First Order Star Destroyer.
Commander Mitaka exited the lift in front of the Supreme Leader but quickly sidestepped for him to make his way first to the meeting room. Vicrul and Amar followed behind Mitaka as they entered the dark room, it was fully consumed by one large table and personnel that consisted of what remained of the higher ranking officials. Mitaka had clearly arranged for everyone to be in the room, by the time they had landed on board. Everyone was sitting as still as they could as they watched their leader come in with no doubt to where he stood.
Commander Mitaka leaned back to say a few words to Vicrul and Amar.
"Could you possibly wait outside? There is no need for a Knight of Ren and whatever you are to the Supreme Leader." Mitaka made a face of annoyance to the two companions that had traveled with Kylo Ren. Vicrul didn't budge from his position that was just to the side of the door and Amar knew that she needed to prove her spot and loyalty to the Supreme Leader, Ben couldn't fight all her battles, without raising suspicion.
Amar stepped as close as she could without being on top of the Commander.
"It will do you well not to upset the Supreme Leader, Commander. See that Officer over there? Graven spoke out of line to our trusted leader and earned a tighter collar for it. Best treat us with the same respect you do your leader. Actually, I'm fairly certain I outrank you, so hold your tongue or I will cut it out for you." Amar reached up and ran her fingers over his pasty skin to prove a point on to what she was capable of.
Commander Mitaka gulped audibly as Amar moved past him to arrange herself in one of the first chairs that was closest to where Ben was occupied at the head of the table. Mitaka made his way across from Amar and looked sullen from the embarrassment.
Clearly, you know how to get these fools in line, my love.
Ben and Amar force connected to be able to talk while the meeting happened, but Ben made it aware to Amar that he was immensely impressed. Amar met his line of sight and nodded slightly to him.
Everyone was starting to get restless, like they didn't know who needed to speak first. Amar thought maybe this was how it always was, maybe Ben waited to make them uncomfortable first to display dominance. Like if it was on cue, Ben started the meeting.
"I know I have been gone for sometime now. My Knight, Commander Bridger, and myself were captured by the Resistance after the battle of Exegol." Ben stopped to gauge how the officials were taking the news, he needed it to go the way as planned for him to sell the "joining of forces."
The ranking personnel looked between each other as they heard the news, some started to get the balls to finally say their peace.
"They let you go? Just like that?" Another woman Officer had asked that sat just a few chairs down from Amar.
Ben rested his hands on the table as he leaned his weight in.
"Listen, we were betrayed. The Emperor only had one plan and it did not have us in it. We surely found that out during the battle of Exegol. All he needed was numbers, he didn't care about what happened to us." Ben didn't answer the question just yet, he needed to move the conversation towards the Emperor's true intentions.
"Sir, our numbers have been devastated. We are one of the few Star Destroyer left, we have troops on the ground in our various controlled planets, but it simply isn't enough." Officer Graven spoke up, must have built up some more courage after his little incident.
Ben held up his hand in order to silence the chatter and bickering of the ranking officials.
"Our threat is no longer the Resistance, rather the growing powers of Palpatine once more. His physical being was defeated on Exegol, but his existence lives on. His plan failed, pulling us along with him, we cannot allow that to happen again."
As Ben said his plan that could potential cause chaos, Amar straightened in her chair to be perceived as confident.
Commander Mitaka stood up from his chair.
"What did the Resistance do to you! Listen to yourself, the all mighty Kylo Ren is friendly with the Resistance? Clearly, they brainwashed you and you are unfit to run the First Order."
As Amar heard the words coming out of the Commander's mouth, she also could hear Ben warning her of what was to come next.
I am sorry for this Mar, but I need to show them that I am still capable of being Kylo Ren and mean it.
Amar knew he was going to have display his dominance once more, she simply met his line of sight and nodded.
Ben reached his arm out as soon as Mitaka's words came to an end and his hands came to his throat. Ben kept his hold on Mitaka's neck through the force as he looked around at all the personnel surrounding the meeting room.
"Do you all feel the same way as your Commander here? That I am unfit to run the First Order? Speak up!" Ben growled through his modulator.
The beings in the room shook their head in fear as they watched Mitaka struggle to gain his breath on the force hold he had. Ben released Mitaka as soon as he had a clear agreement of everyone in the room.
"Now, enough with the outbursts, we need to make quick work with what numbers we have and join our forces. If we have a mutual understanding with the Resistance, then we will be successful in taking down the remaining Sith. Together, we will build a new Order in the galaxy. You all will be expected to cooperate with the Resistance, failure to comply will earn you an escape pod to the nearest planet, inhabited or not." Ben held his gaze high to appear in control, but Amar could feel the power radiating off of her husband. It made her uneasy, but she would remind him later that he needed to suppress a little of the darkness before it overwhelmed him again.
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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...