The Last Knight

Ch. 9: A BB Unit

04/08/2023: Edited & reposted

** Kylo **

Kylo Ren had never dedicated much time to women. At least, no more than one night to the same one. Maybe in his old life he had enjoyed the attention of the girls that had followed him around the Jedi temple, giggling and trying to get him to flash a smile in their direction. However, that person was dead now. Kylo Ren was on his way to ruling the galaxy, and he didn't have time to pick up women in bars and distract himself with nights of pleasure. Those were the pastimes of weaker men. His Knights, for example. Men who didn't have the strength and level of responsibility that he had. He couldn't let himself lose control, for it could easily get in the way of the greater goal.

That was why, as he looked down at the girl sleeping in his arms, he felt like a failure. He had been nothing but weak and careless that night. He had acted like the irresponsible child that Snoke had accused him of being, despite whatever success he had had over the past few days.

Since Hoth, he had dedicated all his time to tracking a lead on the resistance, forced to work in conjunction with Hux's idiot troopers who could barely wipe their own asses without instruction. He hadn't slept in days. He had barely taken the time to eat. He hadn't wanted this mission to fail, and the only way to ensure that was to be present for one hundred percent of it. He'd normally entrust some of the lighter work to Ushar and Trudgen so he could get some sleep, but he'd had no choice but to leave his knights behind to watch the girl. He had known she would try to escape, but he would never dream of letting that kind of power go to waste. She could be the key that he needed to take down the Resistance. He would learn to control her, harness her power for the good of the First Order.

When Kylo had returned to Starkiller Base last night, he'd had every intention of finding the girl and punishing her. Really punishing her this time. Not only had she led them on a failed mission, but she had also caused him to look like a fool in front of Snoke and that pathetic excuse for a general.

And there was nothing that Kylo Ren hated more than looking like a fool.

He had been absolutely enraged after the encounter with Snoke. The unfortunate meeting had kicked him into overdrive. Relentless pursuit ensued, and he did not rest until he found the filthy resistance pilot who was scrounging for information on Jakku. Kylo took sinister pleasure in watching his futile attempts to escape. It brought him great joy to watch the stormtroopers blow up his shabby X-Wing. When Kylo heard the screams of the villagers, his blood sung in his veins. It had been his moment to prove himself, which left him with no other choice than to leave that shitty village in ashes. After all, that's what people who resist the First Order deserve.

He had returned to Starkiller base with a Resistance prisoner, but the pathetic pilot could barely open his eyes, let alone speak. Kylo would wait until he was awake to slowly torture him for the information before killing him in the most painful way possible. It was all in a day's work.

But, while he waited, he couldn't waste his window of opportunity to pay his little knight a visit and remind her that she was nothing but a pawn in his game. Show her that if it wasn't for her newfound power, he wouldn't have hesitated to kill her and leave her corpse on that desolate ice planet that she had somehow managed to live on. With a mere raise of his palm, he would have had her gasping for air in the middle of that library. He would have taken pleasure in watching her pupils widen, fearing for her life as the oxygen slowly seeped from her body.

Yes, he had every intention of doing that.

So, he asked himself as he watched her sleep, where the hell was the man that had killed every last villager mere hours before?