Chapter One: Birth and Infancy


Armitage Hux did not want a sibling, firstly because this soon-to-be child would be born of his father and his mother, instead of a mistress like he had been. His second problem with the matter was that, in his fine opinion, his parents were... bad. Hux couldn't quite find the proper words to describe them, his mother, Catlin was very distant, constantly looking like she was daydreaming of a better life where she hadn't been arranged to marry the deranged man that was his father, Brendol. Brendol was cruel and liked to belittle Armitage whenever possible, Brendol was of the opinion that his son was weak and foolish, and Armitage was of the opinion that his father was insane.

His last qualm with the birth of this small child was that it was a girl, although, upon further inspection of the thought, it was rather that it was not a boy. If he was to have a brother, Armitage could have taught him a whole number of things, such as what he was currently learning in the Officer program at school. However, since that program was for boys only (something Armitage had always thought strange), he couldn't. His sister would most likely be sent to some sort of finishing school to be trained to be a political bride, or worse... a diplomat.

"Armitage, your mother wants to see you." His father's firm voice spoke, pulling Armitage from his thoughts.

He simply nodded in response, not making eye contact, and silently entered his mother's room. The lights were dim, and immediately his eye's were drawn to his mother's pale form sitting up on the bed, she was holding her newly born child close to her chest.

"Armitage." Catlin said weakly.

"Yes mother?" He answered.

"Come look at your sister." She said. Armitage took hesitant steps forwards until he was standing beside his mother's bed. He looked down at the baby bundled to soft cloth and he then looked at his mother. She was watching the child with an expression of disdain, and Armitage felt a lump in his throat begin to form.

"May I... hold her?" He asked softly.

"Yes." His mother replied, a bit too enthusiastically holding the baby up for him to hold.

Armitage took the newborn into his arms and looked down at her face, which was round and had red blotches all over. What caught his attention was her eyes, a very light blue, extremely rare, but they were the same as his. His lips quirked up at the edges in a slight smile as he noticed that she too had light red hair.

"Armitage, would you mind keeping her for a while? I need to rest." His mother spoke quietly.

"Of course." He replied, he walked towards the door, and carefully opened it as not to drop his new sister, but before he left he almost forgt to ask something important, "What's her name?"

"Aria, Aria Hux." His mother replied quietly, the daydreamy look on her face once again, clearly not caring that she had just given a newborn to an eleven year old who had never even held a baby before.

Armitage clenched his jaw at her disregard, nodded firmly and left the room, shutting the door closed behind him, his father was nowhere to be seen outside. He looked down at the baby's face and saw that she looked like she was about to cry, "It's alright Aria, I'll take care of you. I promise."


Catlin Hux had left. She had left her husband Brendol Hux, her 11 year old son Armitage Hux, and her 3 month old daughter Aria Hux. In the night she disappeared, Brendol Hux was not home, and in fact, not even on the planet Arkanis where they resided. Armitage was alerted to this desertion when he was awoken in the night by the wails of his baby sister.

"Mother!" He called and searched the house, but she was gone. Her jewelry, clothing and the 'secret' blaster she kept in her nightstand were all gone as well. There was no note, nothing to tell her son why she had gone, not that he needed one to know, it was no secret that Brendol had many mistresses and was verbally abusive to both his wife and child.

So Armitage went into the nursery and picked up his sister. She was hungry he concluded as her diaper was not emitting any odor, he took her carefully in his arms and brought her down the circular stairs of the obnoxiously ornate home. He found a bottle of formula and heated it up, he then fed the little beast who quickly drank the entire contents of the bottle.

Armitage was uncertain what to do next, as Aria still seemed unsatisfied, she was making whining noises, and the last thing he wanted was for her to become hysterical again. He picked her up and started bouncing her around like he had seen his mother do a few times before, and it seemed like she was pleased with this action. He smiled to himself as his sister made a cute sort of burping noise, or he was smiling anyways, until he felt a lukewarm liquid run down his back.

He shut his eyes and sighed, this was going to be a long night, but as he heard his sister let out a little giggle, Armitage found he didn't much care.


Authors Note: Okay, so for everyone who was following this story I am doing a MAJOR re-write. When I first wrote this we didn't even know General Hux's first name, and I think I did a pretty good job at guessing Andrew, but anyways... This story will be very similar to the one before it, however I'm going to try to write the characters in a bit more of a realistic way. Some plot points will be changing from the original as well. Also, I am in the middle of re-writing this, so expect fairly frequent updates for a while. If you're in the mood I have another Star Wars story called Commander Solo about what it would be like if Ben Solo had never turned into Kylo Ren. Please enjoy! :)