Star Wars: Kora and Kylo- A Confliction

Before Ben Solo became the master of The Knights of Ren, he was Kora's closest friend and peer in becoming a Jedi. Years after the betrayal, they cross paths once more this time with different consequences.

"'Look at me,' the voice commanded.
Still my feet were frozen, I had been caught and they were going to kill me. The First Order rarely takes prisoners. Slowly I could feel my feet shifting from under me- the force. He was turning me. It had been a long time since I felt something like this. His figure was clear in my view, a towering man cloaked in black, his menacing helmet covering his face. Deep down I knew who he was though. Fear mixed with anger boiled in my veins.
'Still fighting the "good fight," you murderer?' I spat out, venom coating my tongue.
He gestured his head down, looking at his feet, the debris of the device and my produce surrounding them. Crouching down he picked up a trobate, his gloved hand enveloping the vegetable. His other hand reached out behind his head, there was a clicking and what sounded like compressed air releasing. Slowly, like sand through an hourglass his mask was removed.
'Ben,' I said flatly.
'No,' his voice was cold. "He was weak and scared. I killed him along with the others."
My chest and throat were on fire, burning with rage. I lunged at him, my fists hitting his armored chest.
'I'd rather be that than a monster!' I screamed, wielding my arm back to hit him in the face.
Yet, like before, I was frozen. My arm couldn't move as well as the rest of me. I looked slowly up to his face, and met his eyes. They were a smoldering dark brown, they almost looked black. Full of pain and rage. His eyes were haunting."

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