Kylo Ren looked across the vast mount of stars. "I will get you Luke." He breathed out. "I will make grandfather proud of me. I will be the son that you were too afraid to be Uncle Luke." His lips snared as his fist clenched at his side. He pictured the moment that he will run his lightsaber into his his uncle ... killing Luke Skywalker the so called last jedi.
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Luke's eyes grew wide in shock as he felt the fierce hated of his only nephew across the galaxy. His breath caught in his throat as he realized what he must do. He must save the jedi anyway he could. He had to save the jedi in the last jedi.
I'm sorry Leia and Han. But I must do this. I must take your precious Rey and hide her. I have to wipe her memory of you and me. I have to wipe her memory of her beloved older brother Ben. I have to hide her on a lonely planet where she must raise herself. I can't afford for Rey to remember us too soon ... other wise Ben will just find her and kill her. He shook his head. When Rey is all grown up then she'll met Ben once more ... and they will realize that they must fuck one another to save the glaxey ... it's the only way to save the light side of the force. Only way to bring balance back to the force.
He turned and upturned his hood and covered his head. He walked over to where Rey was sleeping in her bed. He gently picked up his beloved niece and carried her to his X-ring. It was time to save the last jedi.
The fate of the force was upon him.