!!!!SPOILERS FOR TROS!!!! Mickey is Rey, Ian is Kylo/Ben. Kind of what I wanted for TROS and TROS parts. Ending Scene.
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"And I..." Mic groaned. He held the saber, blocking Palpatines strike. He groaned again trying to keep his balance. He gasped softly when he felt Ian. Ian was thrown into a hole, he thought he was dead. He could feel Ian and he could hear him. Ian ran with his mother saber. "Mic." He yelled and Palpatine turned to him, his mind losing focus. Ian looked at the saber then Mic. He turned around and by him, he saw them. He gasped at the sight. Master Yoda, Obi-Wan Kenobi, Qui-Gon Jinn, and Anakin Skywalker his grandfather stood before him. They all looked to Ian. Ian stared at his grandfather and stood by him. He knew what he had to do, he knew he had the strength to do it. He stood by his grandfather and they all watched Mic. "You're ready Mic." Obi-Wan whispered. "Every Jedi that ever lived, lives in you now." Qui-Gon whispered. "Alone, never you have been." Yoda said. "Mic, you are destined for greatness, rise Mic." Anakin whispered. Ian stood there as they all had their hands out. "I believe in you." He said and tossed the saber quickly. Mic caught it with the force and ignited it. He stared Palpatine in the face and smirked slightly, "I'm all the Jedi." He said and groaned as he used both sabers. All at once they all raised their hands using the force to help him. Ian closed his eyes and breathed. He used all what he could to help Mic. Mic raised both sabers and could see Palpatine fading away, yelling.
Ian turned to his side and saw the force ghost leaving. He had his hand out and gave more force to Mic. Mic groaned and then a flash of white filled the room. Ian groaned as he was thrown back from the impact. He fell back and laid on his back. He hit his head and everything went dark. Mic stood there, going unconscious. He looked around and saw everything crumbling down. "Ian." He whispered and then collapsed on the ground, laying on his side. He dropped the sabers and fell to his side. Ian woke up quickly gasping for air. He rolled to his side and laid there. He rolled back onto his back and stared at the sky above him. He felt around, he couldn't feel Mic's life force. It was gone, nothing but quietness and emptiness. He got up and could see what he never wanted to see. He limped over in his black clothes. Half way his legs gave out and he fell. He could see the white dirty cloths Mic was wearing. He stopped for a second starring. He took a deep breathes and got back up. He couldn't feel anything, it was empty. He legs no longer wanted to work but it didn't matter, he was already by him.
He grabbed for his wrist first checking for anything that seemed like a pulse. He rubbed his wrist and sniffled. He sat on the ground and pulled Mic into his lap. Mics head fell back and he had a blank lifeless stare. Ian gulped and rocked them back and forth. He looked around, he searched around feeling for any other life around him. "Help, someone, anybody." He whispered then stared back at Mic. Tear escaped his eyes as he stared at him. "No Mic, not you too." He said and moved Mics black hair. He held him as the tears streamed down. He gasped for air as he cried. He sniffled more and wiped his eyes, but tears and snot escaped from him. He cried in the crook of his neck. He cried more, practically wailing. "Oh Gods." He yelled and cried. He shuddered and held him tight. He looked at Mic again seeing his lifeless stare. He held his stomach and cried. He shuddered more and stared at his hand then Mics stomach. He remembered what Mic did before, he gave him some of his life force and healed him. Ian stopped crying and wiped his eyes. His hand held his stomach and he looked at Mickey. Ian straightened his posture and stared at Mickey. He took a deep breathe and placed his hand on his stomach. He took some more deep breaths. He could feel it. He could feel his life force leaving him and attaching to Mics. He closed his eyes and focused on his breathing. He felt warmness under him and could feel Mic. He felt a hand on his hand and opened his eyes to see Mic staring at him.
Mic's eyes widen when he opened his eyes. He looked up and saw Ian with his eyes closed, concentrating. He placed his hand on his and Ian opened his eyes shocked. Mickey sat up more and continued staring at Ian. Ian slightly smiled and watched him sit up. They both stared at each other. Mic watched as Ian seemed nervous. Mic couldn't believe it, Ian came for him. Not Kylo but Ian, his Ian. "Ian." Mic said with a smile. Ian slightly smiled as he saw Mics bright toothy smile. He wrapped his hand around Mics neck and Mic placed his hands on Ian's cheeks. Mic stared at Ian's lips then his eyes. He leaned in and kissed Ian softly. Ian held him tightly and close. He wiggled into Mics lips to deepen the kiss. They pulled apart but Ian still had his hands on the back of Mics neck and Mic still had his hands on Ian's cheeks. Ian chuckled softly as a toothy smile appeared on his lips. Mickey caressed the side of his mouth and smiled. "Ian I...I love you." Mic said and Ian smiled brighter. "I know." He said and Mic smiled. Everything was good, then Mic could feel it, he could feel him slipping away.
Mic watched Ian's face shift from happiness to something else. Ian's eyes deepened, his smile faded, his muscles dropped, and his eyes began to close. Mic watched with concern and sadness at Ian's face and body dropping. Mic held his hand as Ian fell back and fell to the ground. Mic stared at him in shock. Mic held his hand and watched him lay there. He couldn't feel him anymore, it's was empty. Ian's eyes were close and his head tilted to the side. Mics eyes teared up and fell down his cheeks. He could feel Ian disappear. He couldn't feel him, it was gone. Mic watched as Ian faded away. "Ian." He said and then Ian was gone. Ian laid there, his lifeless body with closed eyes.
Mic sat there shocked and broken. His gasped loudly and stared at Ian's body. He cried and sobbed loudly. He caressed his hair and then his face. He sniffled and wiped his eyes. "Mic." A voice called and then someone touched his shoulder. He looked behind him and saw a man with long hair. The man smiled and leaned down and touched Ian. "You're him." Mic said and the man chuckled. "You're Anakin Skywalker, Ian's grandfather." He said and Anakin nodded. "And you're Mic, the boy who saved him." He said with a smile and Mic nodded wiping his tear. "Thank you." Anakin said to Mic. "You did what I couldn't, you used your heart and stayed who you truly needed to be." He said and Mic smiled. "And Ian.." He said and chuckled. "He did what I couldn't as well, he saved the person he loved." He said and Mic felt tear escape his eyes. Anakin grabbed his hand and placed it on top of Ian's stomach. Anakin then placed his own hand on his. He closed his eyes and Mic did the same. Mic controlled his breathing and had his eyes close. Anakin smiled to himself as he transferred what ever was left of his life force into his grandson. He smiled and could feel Ian come back. He watched as Mic kept his eyes close. He smiled to him and then rubbed Ian's head.
"Take care my dear grandson, may the force be with you, always." Ian heard a voice say. "We'll always be with you." His mother Leia said softly. "Alway." He opened his eyes slowly and could see Mic sitting up. His eyeballs adjusted as he blinked them open. "Mic." He said softly and Mic gasped opening his eyes. He looked at Ian then smiled. Mic practically jumped onto Ian and hugged him. Ian laughed as his arms wrapped around him and Ian snuggled into Mics neck. Mic cried happily and pulled back. Ian smiled back to him and wiped his tear. "I love you." Ian said and Mic smiled brightly. "I know."
