Yo guys! Star Wars 8 came out a few days ago and damn it all, it was so good! I haven't enjoyed a film in the cinema for so long and this just makes me love the entire saga all over again. Everything was just amazing and I felt like they did good this time round.

I have been a Star wars fan for most of my life and this film series really showed me how wonderful people can be in crafting such a beautiful story with so many different characters that bring so much joy and meaning to the world. I love how it shows the way the Force works around people and how it is actually applicable to us in our lives. I may not be able to participate in a Star Wars film, although that would be a great honour to do so and an ultra dream come true, but I can try to write a story on a character I believe deserves having more light shone on his background (at least until the movies tell us more about him).

For some reason, Kylo Ren is one of my favourite characters and I find him really mysterious and interesting to find out more on so I decided to write what his life as Ben Solo may have been like. There may be some spoilers from the movie in this in the future but for now, its spoiler free. I apologise in advance in case I make any mistakes with the Star Wars universe because I am not too well versed in it but I will try my best so bear with me! Now sit back and I hope you enjoy this fanfic!

I don't own the characters.

I never knew what to expect of life. My mum was a princess and a famous politician, not to mention the leader of the republic and the resistance when she was younger. My father on the other hand was a pretty neat pilot who would fly throughout the galaxy in his old rust bucket of a ship along with his hairball companion Chewbacca. That was family life for me; busy mum with her politics and busy father with his space travel.

I would often spend my days alone, not knowing what to do with other children. I grew up on the city planet of Chandrilla since my mother had a lot of dealings there and it would make life easier if we just stayed there. One reason my father was hardly ever around was also due to the city life; he hated bustling cities unless he could get his hands on something useful.

I stared out of the window, shivering slightly as I paced in front of it. I placed my hand on the glass and placed my forehead against it, letting my breath steam the glass to form a small O on it. Just another boring day filled with lessons on politics and the occasional lesson with my mother on the ways of the Force. Not like she was any good with it.

As I slumped against the wall, wishing I could just hop onto a ship and fly somewhere where no one knew who I was, a rap came on the door. I always wondered why everyone had to treat me as though I was a living legend. I knew I had a pretty crazy family history since my uncle was a Jedi master who defeated Darth Vader. Not to mention my mother was considered royalty due to her getting adopted by the Alderaan royal family when she was a baby.

"Coming," I shouted as I walked to the door and slammed my fist on the panel. As the door whooshed open, I stared at the cloaked figure standing in front of me, his face beaming as he swooped me into a hug. "Long time no see, Ben. How have you been?" he grinned as I tried to squirm away. "Come on, Uncle Luke. Its not like you never see me at all," I groaned as my mother pinched me on the ear, making me wince.

"Come on now, Ben. That's not the way to treat your uncle," she chided as Luke grinned like an old goof. I always thought he was a bit off in the head since he was one of the last remaining Jedi masters and had to bring back the old order, bla bla bla. Sometimes I wondered how I was even born into the most messed up family in the entire galaxy.

"Actually Ben, I'm here on some urgent business," Luke said, his face turning serious all of a sudden. That made me gulp a little since he was normally this old goofball that wouldn't mind playing around with his nephew once in a while. But I have noticed that he can be a bit cold around me as though something was wrong with me. Wouldn't blame him since I might have a tendency to turn into some evil bad guy like my grandfather.

"Your uncle has come to take you under his training as a Jedi padawan," my mum said, her voice shaking slightly. Her long brown hair were in her twin buns as always but they were getting streaked with more white now as she aged and also due to the stress of her having to bring so many systems together. My mum and dad have talked about me being Force-sensitive before but they never elected to send me away to train with my uncle.

"Wait hang on. Why all of a sudden?" I asked as my mum shook her head. "You're getting older now Ben and your powers are getting a little out of hand so I think its best to send you to your uncle and teach you how to control your powers properly," she said as she held onto me. My mum wasn't really a hugger so this was a bit of a shocker to me.

"We leave tomorrow so start packing. Try not to bring anything memorable since we try to cut ties with the family once we move into Jedi training," Uncle Luke said as I felt my heart race. Moving away from my family on such short notice, having to cut off ties with them… "Don't be silly Luke. We'll visit him once in a while," mum said and I wondered if she would even have the time to visit since she could go without seeing me for months when we were in the same apartment building.

"We'll see about that," Luke muttered as he and my mum turned away. "Wait. What did dad say about this? Surely he would be against me moving away so suddenly," I begged, now feeling the dread of having to be isolated from my family to control a power I never really wanted. I knew I had tendencies to lash out and break stuff with my power once in a while but don't all kids throw tantrums at some point in their lives?

"I called him and he said its fine. In fact, he was the one to insist that you should go," my mum said as I clenched my fist. My dad was rarely even around, preferring to hyperjump all over the galaxy instead of focusing on spending time with the family, although he had taken me on holiday once to some funny casino planet in the middle of the outer rim just for kicks. Mum nearly killed him when she found out.

Knowing it was no use arguing with them, I relented and told them to leave me alone to pack. I moved like a robot to the drawers and began plucking things from the shelves. I stuffed clothes into my bag but other than that, I didn't know what else to bring since the most I had are really boring books on politics and the Force. Then I caught sight of the only family photo I had ever taken with my parents sitting on the bedside table.

Reaching my hand out, I used the Force to bring the photo to me. I grabbed it and for a while hugged it against my chest, letting it soothe me as I felt my heartbreaking. I was being sent away to be trained as a Jedi, something that should have been done ages ago. I could only wonder why my parents would make such a sudden decision and pray that I would make it out alive.

…

"Luke," Leia said as the door slammed shut behind them and they made their way to the balcony. "I still wonder why you chose to raise the boy on this planet. The air is so stuffy from all the politicians around," he groaned as he coughed a little. "Work," she sighed as she took her place next to her twin, holding onto his arm. "Tell me what's wrong, Luke. I can sense something is on your mind," she said as he squeezed her arm.

"You know how I am growing more afraid of his power. I have never seen such untamed power in my entire life and if the Sith were to ever get their hands on him…" he said as Leia squeezed his arm. "Then bring him to your Jedi temple and train him to be a Jedi," she begged as she shook. Luke had never seen his composed sister shake often except when she had lost Han back when they were younger.

"But you know the risks. He's already 12 years old, far to old to train as a Jedi. His bonds with you and Han may bring him confusion during his training. You remember what happened to our father," Luke said. "I know the risks but I worry for his future. If he doesn't train in the light, we would lose him and war will rise again. I don't want that to happen again."

"He's my son and I worry for him too. I don't want him to end up like our father. I couldn't bear to see my baby boy become him," she whispered as Luke embraced her, stroking her hair as he tried to calm her down. "Promise me you will train him in the light," she said as he nodded. "I will. I promise," he said as the Coruscant sun set behind them.

….

I found myself standing on the platform, a large silver ship sitting on it. "Well come on. Don't dawdle," Uncle Luke called as I turned to look at my mother for what may be the last time. "You heard your uncle," she smiled as she got down and kissed me on the forehead. "Dad didn't bother do come back again?" I asked, forcing all the sarcasm I could think off into my voice.

"Your father has some business to attend to," she said but I could tell she wasn't convinced on her husband was up to. She reached into the folds of her dress and produced a small hologram message recorder from it and pressed it into my hand. "He left you this," she said as I pocketed it, scowling as she hugged me again. "I will always love you," she said as she released me at long last, letting me join my uncle on the ship.

"Fair well, Master Jedi," she said as she bowed slightly. "And to you, Princess Organa," he said as the ramp went up. When it finally shut, I looked at him in curiosity. "Why do you two always have to be so formal with each other?" I asked as he rubbed his head. "Formalities," he said as he went to his chambers. "Get some rest, kid. You have a long life of training ahead of you," he said as he closed the doors behind him. As I awaited my arrival at my new home, I could only think what challenges I may face ahead of me.

Hope you guy enjoyed this! I'll try to update this as much as I can since I have other stories being in the process of being completed.

All comments are welcomed!