Rebel's March
Kylo Ren stood facing the window that spanned across the wall to show the brilliant stars and planets of the galaxy. His hands were folded firmly behind his back; his hood was down on his shoulders, but his helmet was locked in place to cover the entirety of his head. With the view of the universe filling his eyes, he had to make sure he kept his breath even as to not be too overwhelmed.
The President of the Galaxy.
Now residing on Starkiller Base after the election, he was faced with greater problems than he first thought. The rebellion existed - this was nothing new. However, he felt in the Force that it was growing much worse.
The clicking of slick, shined shoes sounded in the room where his staff were scanning through documents of laws, policies, issues, and other such things a President and his staff should be aware of.
He didn't need to be bothered turning around, for the voice was quick and efficient to speak as soon as he stood right behind Kylo Ren.
"Sir, you might be amused to see this. It seems there is a march from the Rebellion happening right now on D'Qar. They are saying the most ridiculous things." It was Hux's voice.
The queer general was a suitable Vice President for him. He was smart, quick on his feet, unforgivable, and ruthless when it came to research and studies. Kylo Ren couldn't have asked for a better man to advise him in the next coming years of reconstructing the galaxy to its rightful freedom-enriched state.
Hux walked over to one of the transparent screens, running his finger across the bottom panel and pressing a button. The screen launched a live recording of a familiar face: General Leia. How she reached such a status was beyond Kylo Ren, but she somehow made it to being so well liked and known among the Rebellion… Some went as far as to worship and grovel at her feet.
Foolish.
" - revolution of love!" she began, speaking into the microphone. Her braids were neatly tucked at the back of her head in a halo-like circle. "To the Rebellion, to the refusal as rebels to accept this new age of tyranny. Where not just us are in danger, but all marginalized people like the immigrants from other planets. It took this moment of darkness…to wake the fuck up."
Kylo sighed, imagining himself rubbing his forehead from the stupidity, but his helmet was in the way. Hux nudged him to keep watching.
"We were led into a false sense of comfort, that justice would prevail and that good would win. Well, good did not win in this election. I am ashamed to say that what did win was a shadow growing in darkness and finally revealing itself. It seems that the other small shadows came out to play when they finally had their leader. I will tell you, my dear Rebels, that the fight starts today! The fight to be free, the fight to be different, and the fight to be equal starts now. Let's band together and fight this darkness now reigning over our galaxy. We, however, will be ready to fight and win!"
The crowd went crazy and the camera shifted from Leia to the audience. They held up holo-signs of celebrities with overrated talents and underrated stupidity.
"These are the people they are looking up to?" Kylo asked, turning his gaze to Hux.
The general chuckled. "Unfortunately, yes. It appears they are much more interested in fame than in intelligence. They are sheep following one another in circles with their own illogical rhetoric."
The camera happened to land upon another familiar face. One he hated seeing over and over again. He hated to see that face because of its fierce softness and its determined kindness. There was everything and nothing in that face. Oh, how he loathed and longed to see it.
"If you could stop making it so obvious you want the women, some of them might actually take you seriously. Trust the gay man when I say this." Hux patted his back.
The crowd's cheers finally dimmed and the speaker began the ending to her speech. "I have thought an awful lot about blowing up Starkiller Base. But I know this won't change anything. We have to gather ourselves into a mighty army and refuse to give into these hateful things that will soon come. As some man some time ago said 'we must love or die'. Thank you."
More roaring and applauds.
Kylo Ren gritted his teeth as the screen shut itself off. The last images were of various members trashing the streets and property in D'Qar. They threw bricks and took vibrosaws to many hover cars innocently lining themselves next to shops. It was a disaster.
"Does this shock you, Hux?"
The general pulled up images of the damage and one of the staff members began taking notes.
"Not in the slightest. Mainstream HoloNet is powerful to the ignorant," Hux said, brows furrowed as he examined the destruction. "I'll send bots to clean up the trash they left in the city and clean up the damage."
Kylo Ren nodded. "Yes. Do that. Also, Hux, find a way for me to contact that woman."
Hux rolled his eyes dramatically, shifting his weight to one leg. "My goodness. I'm so glad I love men. I don't know what it is with males always chasing after women, but I will have you know, I am a classy Coruscant man who gets chased. I am not the chaser."
"Whatever you say, Hux." Kylo Ren was slightly amused.