[It has been hours since his brief, turbulent meeting with the creature known as Cathaway, less, for one of his own brood to find him, soothing and nauseating in equal amounts. Much, he knows, now: Snoke will not come for him, nor will he match the vast, unmatched fury the symbiotic Nest carries. It is power, if he can raise himself to grasp it, conquering the weakness that had briefly stained his composure. Han Solo's death had crippled him, he thought - bones too brittle, wounds too great. Now he realizes it was the first step to excising the last of his weakness.
He would continue Supreme Leader Snoke's vision, and he would do it without Snoke.
And in the vast sea of his own dawning realization, Ren finds something else. Something...familiar. Like his own pulsebeat echoed back, like the warmth of his skin projected through a mirror, amplified by the pull he'd felt only once before it beckons. He is many things-- Jedi Killer, Master of the Knights of Ren, apprentice to the Supreme Leader and a grieved, forgotten son-- but he is no dragon.
Bathed in blue light, breathless behind the contours of his own mask no more than a few steps away (it might as well be contact, focused and narrowed and beautiful) Kylo Ren stares down the weapon that slipped clean through his grasp.
It should not be possible...It cannot be, and yet--]
II: [muffled My Chemical Romance plays distantly in the background]
He would continue Supreme Leader Snoke's vision, and he would do it without Snoke.
And in the vast sea of his own dawning realization, Ren finds something else. Something...familiar. Like his own pulsebeat echoed back, like the warmth of his skin projected through a mirror, amplified by the pull he'd felt only once before it beckons. He is many things-- Jedi Killer, Master of the Knights of Ren, apprentice to the Supreme Leader and a grieved, forgotten son-- but he is no dragon.
Bathed in blue light, breathless behind the contours of his own mask no more than a few steps away (it might as well be contact, focused and narrowed and beautiful) Kylo Ren stares down the weapon that slipped clean through his grasp.
It should not be possible...It cannot be, and yet--]