You were running, and stopped to take a small break. Rey, and Finn, who were with you put their hands on their thighs to try to regain some composure. You crumpled to the ground on your knees. You had just witnessed Han's death. You were in shock, you couldn't even cry. Han, Leia, and your parents were very close. Your parents had died, speeder accident, so you went to live with the Solo's, since you were only 8 at the time, Ben being 7. Your head dropped, and you felt numb, either it being the cold, or the trauma you just went through. You grew up with the Solo son, you were best friends. You spent a lot of time playing around on the Millennium Falcon. He was so kind, you would have never expected- you were brought out of your thoughts upon hearing footsteps, and the crunching of the snow on the forest floor. You looked up to see Ben, Kylo Ren as he was calling himself now, approach the three of you. Before you knew it, Be-Kylo Ren and Finn, who had held a lightsaber only once before, were clashing blades. The battle was a strain on your eyes, seeing as it was dark, and there were bright lights everywhere. You closed your eyes momentarily, and when they opened again, you saw Kylo Ren slice up the back of Finn. "No!" You and Rey shouted as you scrambled to your feet. You both ran over to see your friend. You, standing above him, Rey crouched down at his side, holding him on her lap. You turned to look at Kylo, disappointment evident on your features. You let out a small whimper. "Ben."
"Don't call me that." He demanded, as he pointed his lightsaber accusingly at you. You took a small step forward. "Why, Ben?" Another step. "Drop the lightsaber." Much to your surprise, he tossed the lightsaber over your shoulder. You stared at it behind you with wide eyes, before turning back to the man. You stopped a couple feet in front of him. "Why?" You whispered. There was a long string of silence that passed before he answered you.
"He was a weakness;" he paused, "as are you." Just then, you felt a surge of pain and looked down. Sure enough, a red lightsaber stuck through your chest, from behind. "No!" Rey screamed. Your eyes widened as you looked back up at him. "Is this supposed to signify something?" You asked, with pain, referring to his method of stabbing you in the back. "Turn it off, Ben." He did, causing the lightsaber to fall to the snow covered ground. You took a small step forward, and wrapped your arms underneath his, resting your hands on his shoulders. You then let your arms slide down his body, to rest around his waist. "C'mon, Ben. Just one last time." You said, tears running down your face freely. He slowly wrapped his arms around your waist as well, resting his head on your shoulder. At this point you were struggling to breathe. You pulled away slowly and placed a gentle kiss to his forehead, before crumpling to the ground. The last thing you saw was Ben wiping his face his the back of his hand, before you left to go reunite with your lost loved ones.