Disclaimer: I don't own Star Wars but it's still a big part of me...
Pull to the smallside
Chapter one - The fateful change
Father and son are having a conversation on the catwalk inside the oscillator. Kylo Ren knows what he has to do but it is killing him inside...or rather Ben. Kylo doesn't mind, in fact he knows he has to do this in order to become stronger. It is time to undo the mistake, the only mistake Darth Vader ever made by loving his family, leading to him killing the emperor to save his son, thus ending the successful reign of the Empire. A mistake the supreme leader doesn't want Kylo to make.
A flood of precious light flows over them from the window.
"I want to be free of this pain. I know what I have to do but I don't know if I have the strength to do it. Can you help me?" Ben's voice is on the verge of breaking.
"Anything."
Ben hands him the lightsaber. A spark of hope comes into his father's eyes.
Suddenly the precious light gets sucked away, as the sun gets drained into the superweapon on the Star Killer base, ready to shoot at the system where the rebel base resides.
A glint of madness comes into Kylo's eyes, but just as he is about to ignite the lightsaber and therefore cutting through his father, ending his life, the pull to the light inside him fights back with vigour.
"No..." Ben turns quickly away from his father and grabs his head in agony. The light and dark battle fiercely inside him over who will dominate.
"Ben?" His father ask worried behind him.
"Don't...come near me..." Ben says in a pained voice. The darkness is too strong, the darkness inside the oscillator engulfing him and yet the light fights bravely, against all odds, giving him a tremendous headache, blinding him.
I'm losing...my mind...
"BEN!" Is the last thing he hears his father shout before he passes out on the catwalk.
Where am I?
Ben hears audible gasp coming above him.
He glances up and sees two people on balcony, far above him standing next to a open window. A old yet young, could be in her twenties, which is still old but beautiful woman and man about the same age as her, who looks at him like they can't believe their own eyes.
Who are these people? They seem familiar...but I don't think I have ever met them. Maybe in a dream?
He moves his eyes down and notices Chewie on a deck above him, who blinks furiously.
"Hi Chewie!" He yells happily in small voice and waves to him with his long sleeves. Chewie doesn't answer, he looks speechless for some reason.
Why are my clothes so...so baggy?
Ben lifts up his long sleeves, with a confusion on his face and is met with the gaze of his father, of his elderly father.
"Why are you so old?" Ben asks in a small voice.
This is all so strange. Am I dreaming?
"Ben...?" Is the only thing his father asks in a strained voice.
"Yes, who else?" Ben says in annoyed voice. Doesn't his own father recognize him? But why is he so ooold?
"Where is uncle Luke? The last thing I remember I was about to train with him...and what's up with with these clothes? Why are they so huge?" He irritably swings his long sleeves and tries to take a step forward in his big boots but falls right into the arms of his father who catches him before he can hurt himself by falling on the steel catwalk.
"I can't walk in this." Ben pouts while his father scoops him up into his arms and picks him up.
"Let's get you back to your mother...she will explain, okay...kid?" His father start carry him out of the room.
"Okay...whose helmet is that?" Ben points over his his father's shoulder, on a black helmet lying on the catwalk. "It looks like Darth Vaders..."
"Yours..." His father says with a great disdain in his voice, like the helmet had hurt him in some way.
"Mine? It's so big...wait, why was I wearing a helmet?"
"Leave it, you don't need it."
Ben turns forward, his eyes goes wide when he sees what his father is holding."A lightsaber!"
He manages to snatches it from his father despite his long sleeves and get a good grip of it.
"Don't...!"
Ben ignites the lightsaber, thankfully a long away from his father.
"Coool...!" Ben looks spellbound on the lightsaber, the red sparks dancing in his eyes with the unique buzz. He swings it around in slow motion and slices it through the railing.
"Oops..!"
A part of railing falls of and drops into the abyss below them.
In one quick motion his father confiscated the saber, turns it off and puts it into his trousers pocket. "I said... don't."
"Why not?"
"It's dangerous."
"Is it mine?"
No, that ridiculous why would I own a lightsaber...?
"Yes..."
Huh? That's a surprise, I thought I wasn't allowed to use one yet.
"Then why can't I use it?"
"You're too small for it."
"Then why do I own one? And why is it...red and has a cross? Did uncle Luke give it to me...? That can't be, red is for the dark side..isn't it? Or has he changed the rules?"
"I will explain...everything later." His father looks up onto the deck above them. "Chewie, wait for us to get to safety, then blow up this station."
Chewie growls. "Yes, sir."
"Awesome!" Ben yells in delight, when the the station blows up behind them with huge racket, after they have gotten far outside.
They meet the beautiful lady and the man outside the base. There is snow and the ground rumbles under them and it looks like it's is about to shatter apart at any moment. X-wings fly are flying in the sky above them and shooting like crazy at the building Chewie just blew up.
What a dangerous place, what are we doing here? And who are these people? And why do they look so familiar?
"Let's get back to the Falcon." His father says, in a no nonsense, no question asked voice, Ben is so familiar with.
"Why not?"
"Because I said so!"
The young lady and young man just nod their head, still looking bewildered over something.
Maybe we are all stuck in the same weird dream?