AAW
Artifical Automated Womb. A torso sized object suspended in an anti-gravity field, allowing it to hover aimlessly. Light blue gel was encapsulated inside a thin acrylic sac, a single flawless seam ran from the bottom, up the back, and to the bottle neck at the top.
It was a hot commodity within rich communities. Top of the line in fertility assisting, this coming after years of testing when the last versions seams would rip and the gel would spill on the floor, and the fetuses with it.
The first release of these were snatched up, only a few made and instantly they were called for. Oddly enough - the Finalizer had their hands on one. Now it sat in the medbay, in a bare white room, anti-gravity machines humming like white noise in the background. It sat there for a fortnight, not even a glance in its direction, but there was a buzz about this machine these past few days. Nurses asigned to calibrate the machinery, dollies with supplies wheeled into the corners of the room, doctors evaluating the chemicals and nutrients within the gel sac. All for one thing.
Kylo Ren peered into the AAWs room through the square viewing window. It was late at night to allow him to privacy during his venture. He thought to himself how he was about to become quite aquainted with this machine.
Snoke had a plan. Preserving the bloodline. Couldn't let Vaders blood run dry when there was so much potential. It wasn't in Kylos place to maintain a relationship, or even just a sexual relationship when there were things to oversee and business to get done. Snoke feared anything of the sort would unbalance plans he had set into motion for Ren.
Kylo supposed it made sense. He didn't care for it, really, he had no part in this side mission Snoke had arranged. Though he couldn't shake the curiosity that peaked within him. Fathering a child wasnt something he ever thought of or planned of for the future, and although he understood this venture had no main part of his life that connection would still exist.
Tomorrow the creation was being implanted. He knew only through word of mouth from passing nurses in the halls. They did not know who's it was, only that it was top priority on their to-do list. A pit formed in his stomach when he heard, it wasnt everyday a covert operation on this level happened, especially in his own affairs.
Snoke knew what was best for him, so Kylo allowed it to be.
x
It has been two weeks since his last visit to the Womb. The clock read eleven thirty four at night, the only light bright enough to catch Kylos eye at this time. He hardly slept, often times he lay there in silence, his mind wandered.
Kylo found himself back in front of the window. He looked to the right then to the left, no one in sight. His fingers danced against the keys, entering his high level security code to gain clearance to the chamber. The doors spiralled open and the smell of pristine cleaning agents filled his nose, it was evident they were told to keep this place in tip top shape.
A few strong strides in he was faced with the Womb. It pulsed every other second, sending a small jiggle through the gel, it appeared to be simulating a heart beat. Quite obvious this was trying to portray a natural womb to the best of their ability.
It took him an embarrassingly long second to find what he was looking for. He bent down, dark teesses falling into his eyes, and squinted. It was only the size of a pin prick, it would sit so small against the tip of his finger.
"Amazing." He murmured to himself, twisting his torso to gander at it from different angles. The technology of it, that was. The thing he spied on was nothing more than a small ball of flesh colour, but its significance was great. This had the potential to grow into one of the most powerful force users in recent times. It would grow ans grow, sprout legs and their eyes would form. The process of it all was interesting, something he would like to keep tabs on.
A strand of his hair contributed to half this DNA. He wondered what Snoke had decided to add into this equasion.
x
"Open the bag please." A nurse spoke silently to the other, her gloved hands hovered mid air, pincers held firmly between her thumb and index finger.
The other woman nodded silently, undoing the resealable bag and holding it under the pincers. A long brunette hair whimsied through the air and dropped into the bag.
She sealed it and brought it to eye level. "Looks like a good specimen."
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