The anger burned in his chest. His heart pumped hard and fast as the blade of his lightsaber retracted in an inverted hiss. The smell of seared flesh filled his nostrils, making his stomach spasm in utter sickness. Part of him was horrified at what he had done, however he kept telling himself it was the only way he could embrace the dark side. Ishagg walked down the ships ramp and stood at Ben's side.

'The ship is ready to go, what course should we lay in?'

'Good, set a course for the Hosnian system.'

Ishagg nodded and returned to the ship quickly followed by Ben. Suddenly a great presence in the force stopped him on the ramp, glancing over his shoulder he saw a figure standing in the Temples entrance.

'Ben!'

'Get this ship moving now!'

The ship's thrusters exploded in orange flame to push off from the ground. Ben stood on the ramp un-moving bathing in the distress he could feel emanating from the man at the temple. He knew it was his Uncle, frozen in pure horror, petrified by his own nephew's callous. The ramp lifted up into the ships small cargo hold where Ishagg stood with a concerned look on his spiked face.

'Was that Master Skywalker?'

'It doesn't matter, are we ready for hyperspace?'

'The drive is almost ready, we should arrive in the Hosnian system within a matter of hours,' replied Dax from the front of the ship.

'What is in the Hosnian system anyway?' asked Grigor.

'I came in contact with a merchant on one of our off world excursions to Hosnian Prime, he has apparently received a package I've been waiting for.'

'What kind of package?' questioned Mach with a tilt of her head.

'A Sith holocron.'

The group of young rogues looked at each other with a mixture of glee and confusion. A Sith holocron? Such things were ancient relics of the Sith and hard to come by, not to mention the expense of hiring someone to retrieve it. Ishagg began fantasising about what the holocron might contain, battle tactics, sword combat, methods of force wielding.

'Better strap in where about to jump,' interrupted Dax.

They all clambered into their seats at the ships centre around a table and with the thrust of a lever the ship was thrown into Hyperspace. A clatter rang through the ship, coming from a nearby room. They darted out of their seats and reached for their lightsabers before Ben waved them off. He entered the small sleeping quarters via a sliding door to see a small child huddled up against the back wall. A girl, about four years old with long brown hair and pale skin. He knew who it was straight away, Master Skywalker often hid her from the rest of the academy and trained her in secret.

'Are you alright?'

'Why did you kill them?'

His heart sank to his stomach, today was just getting more eventful the longer it went on. He knelt down beside her bed, she slowly creeped away from him glancing at him from under her folded arms.

'I just had to, it was something I had to do.'

'You never have to kill, killing is a choice…'

Such wise mind for a youngling, she'd been treated to the full teachings of Master Skywalker. The rest of the academy was spoon fed compared to the teachings he had given her, she may even be more in tune with the force than him.

'I don't expect you to understand. I promise I'm not a bad person, I'll look after you no matter what.'

'Really, you mean it?'

'Of course, I won't let any harm come to you. Would you like to come out and meet everyone?'

'I … suppose so.'

As they left the room and entered into the small sitting area Ishagg was the first to notice her, then Grigor's jaw sagged and Mach's eyebrows raised.

'These are the … Knights of Ren, knights this is Rey … my cousin.'

'You mean … she is Master Skywalkers child?'

'Yes, he hid her from us for obvious reasons.'

'Because it's a breach of the jedi code to have sexual relations with anyone, let alone have a child,' scoffed Grigor.

'I think she's cute,' added Mach with a smile.

Rey immediately took a liking to Mach, her long brown hair clipped back and a smile softer than any flower petal. She ran to Mach who knelt down to her level and hugged her, with a slight nod from Ben she took Rey back into her room.

'When were you going to tell us about her?' asked Grigor.

'I just did?'

'She's a liability, we should wipe her mind and dump her somewhere.'

'She is my cousin!'

Ben took a few steps closer to Grigor, the twi'lek hesitated to step back but as Ben stared him down he grunted and walked away. Only Ben and Ishagg remained in the small space, Ishagg casually leaning up against a support pillar gestured to say something.

'He's just upset you didn't tell us about her, he'll calm down eventually.'

'I hope so, I have no tolerance for insubordinates.'

'There is one other order of business,' said Ishagg pushing away from the pillar.

'Which is?'

'Your name, we all took up new names when we started on this crusade … except you.'

'I'll announce that at the mission briefing, for now I must meditate on today's events.'

Orbit of Hosnian Prime…

The Hyperdrive wound down and the ship slowed to sub-light speeds. Dax fiddled with an array of dials as the ship descended into the atmosphere at blistering speeds. As the ship entered into the stratosphere Republic City air traffic control radioed in.

'Unidentified freighter this is air traffic control, identify yourself.'

'This is Freighter 069 under the owner ship of Luke Skywalker requesting to land in Republic city.'

'…Copy that 069, you are cleared to land on pad three.'

She set the ships course at switched to auto pilot before joining everyone else in the briefing room just off the lower cargo deck. They all gathered around a round table with a small section of republic city projected over it.

'This looks a little more complex than a basic pickup,' sighed Dax.

'First things first … my name is Kylo Ren … not Ben Solo.'

The announcement came as a bit of a surprise to the group, however they all nodded in content on his decision.

'I like it,' smirked Ishagg.

'Onto business, a merchant named Itar Lobe has located and recovered a sith holocron. He has agreed to meet me in a bar called Hunters bar just off the Sapa market. However there have been reports of jedi sited around the area,' explained the newly named Kylo.

'Jedi, I was under the impression we were the only ones left?' thought Mach.

'Not quite, few Jedi survived the purge but those that did are coming out of the wood work.'

'So what if we run into this Jedi?'

'We take care of him, we may be inexperienced but we have the numbers,' assured Kylo.

The ship touched down softly and the rear door began to descend, instinctively they all raised their hoods and began to leave the ship. Rey tugged on Kylo's cloak and as he looked down he saw the worried look on her face.

'Wait in your room, we'll be back very soon alright?'

'Okay don't be too long.'

'I promise I won't be, go on up to your room now.'

She slowly walked away and up the stairs occasionally looking back at him with a saddened face, but what was on this planet outweighed sadness and sorrow. Suddenly he felt a new presence within the force, prowling off in the distance. An experienced Jedi knight, the one that the reports spoke of. He honed his vision tighter to see the Jedi's face and with his success the air was pulled from his lungs and his vision blurred. He gathered himself and stood up to face the now waiting group gawking at him.

'We have a Jedi knight here, a Jedi by the name of … Quinlan Vos.'