Where Do Fathers Go? Chapter Three


Suggested Theme:

Main Theme- I Could Not Shift the Shadow by Current 93 feat. Nick Cave


"Triclops, you're projecting again." The shadow man dissipates and is replaced with a tiny mouth sucking on a pale chest; Kylo stops screaming. What the pfassk was that!? Holy FUCK! Did Armitage see that or was that part of Hux's mind!? I mean I'm still here; I'm still watching Armitage, so maybe it wasn't part of the General's legendary defense! So…was it some kind of nightmare that Armitage was having? Was THAT his first nightmare? Kylo recalls his earliest nightmares; they all had him being choked by the Force. Eventually, they would grow in frequency and evolve in brutality; now, his nightmares involve him being torn apart by the Light and the Dark.

"Oh…he did not even cry! I remember when I first saw Darth Nihilus; I nearly pissed myself. And I remember when you first saw him, you nearly took my head off with your tremor sword!" Triclops lightly laughs, while Kylo shudders in horror. Oh Force…that was DARTH NIHILUS!? I—I—How is that even possible!? How does Triclops and fucking Brendol Hux know about him!? It can't be! Triclops can't be a Force-user, particularly on the Dark Side! He's too…Light and he's just a kitchen servant!

"Merc instinct, and I did apologized profusely for that!" Brendol Hux comes into Armitage's view. Kylo gets a better second glance at the young Commandant. Shit, he looks like a more masculine version of Hux…seriously, I think he has more muscle mass than me! And he's still tan…like impossibly so on this rain-drenched planet. And he has a beard…hmm, he looks more like a warrior with the beard. The Commandant has his flame-colored chin resting on Triclops's shoulder; Triclops arches his back a bit, making Armitage's view go slant for a second, to allow the Commandant's arms to wind around him properly. Armitage makes noises when the Commandant decides to occupy his mouth on Triclops's pale right nipple.

"Hmm, my milk will not last forever. I think Armitage is more weaned than you are!" Triclops lets out a short gasp when the Commandant decides to nip at his nipple. Oh for pfassk's sake….I thought I was going to be spared this embarrassing memory of those two doing it! I think I even hate the Commandant even more now; at least, Leia and Han would leave me with Chewie when they did it. But, no, the Commandant doesn't even bother putting Armitage in the crib!

"He's like a year-old now…should've I gotten him a present?" MOTHERFUCKER DIDN'T EVEN GET HIM A PRESENT FOR HIS SON'S FIRST KRIFFING BIRTHDAY!? WHAT THE—

"Lady Maratelle purchased him a present with your name on the receipt. No reason to fret!" Triclops smiles down at Armitage; Armitage merely sucks on his left nipple in response. No, fucking way does Brendol get off this easily! Triclops should be chewing him out for not even getting a present for their son's FIRST BIRTHDAY! You know what, once I'm done with Hux's memories, I'm going to hunt down Brendol Hux, cut off his fucking head, put the head in a box, and give to Hux with a note reading: "Here's the present I never got for you on your first birthday, son! Also, you should really stop being cold to Kylo Ren. The Force is tearing him apart!"

"So what she got him? A book, I bet." Fuck you, you smug prick! At least, you're LAWFUL WIFE got your bas—love child something for his birthday! You're worse than fucking Han! Kylo seethes, while Triclops just merely laughs lightly as his two most favorite people in the world suck on his chest.

"Of course, it is actually a children's book. The Ice Dragon written by someone whose name is lost to this galaxy and illustrated by a wizard." I am starting to sense a very dragon-themed pattern in Armitage's life. First, his father's nickname to Brendol is Dancing Dragonsnake, then he has this dragon-patterned blanket, and now he has a book on an ice dragon? I wonder if he'll grow up obsessed with dragons until his passion is inevitably beaten out of him by the military industrial complex…or more likely by the Commandant.

"I hope he doesn't speak his first word. I hope he roars like the dragonling that he is!" Kylo sees the Commandant's lips twitch into a mad grin with most of his mouth still latching onto Triclops's right nipple. Triclops lets out a sigh.

"I swear I think you would have been happier if I laid a dragon egg rather than give birth to our very human son! Are you still carrying a torch to slay a dragon?" Kylo hears Triclops's exasperation and is briefly reminded of Leia chiding him for doing something stupid like crashing a speeder into Varykino's front gate. Once. Maybe, twice. Okay, it was six times, but I was like seven and I was just learning how to drive a speeder. Back to Armitage, so Brendol Hux likes dragons…or the idea of killing one. So, he's admitting that he would kill his own son if he was a dragon!

"Nah, I'll never get to slay The Black Dragon. Or become the galaxy's greatest swordsman. Those are the delusions of a younger man. Besides, I don't think Armitage would be a fearsome fire-breather since most dragons are categorized as carnivores….he could be a sea dragon given his fascination for veggies and soy." The Commandant snorts on Triclops's chest, while Triclops shakes his head with a smile playing across his tired features. Armitage begins to drool on Triclops's chest, not caring about the conversation between his parents about him.

"Well, he would not be a rain dragon. Hmm, perhaps he can ride a dragon one day." You know that might be doable, depending on the dragon in question. Maybe I could take Hux to Tython to ride the rancor—No! Hux is not Armitage! Armitage is the cutest little bastard in the world who probably needs about five fatty pounds on his tiny body! He's making a tiny spit lake on his father's chest! Hux would never do that! Kylo berates himself for not keeping the General separate from Armitage. Armitage died…..and the General arose from his ashes much like the First Order rose from the ashes of the Empire.

"One day. I hope to live to see that day." Triclops's smile diminishes and the Commandant tightens his grip on his beloved's thin body. Armitage whines in distress from the sudden tension between his parents. No…oh no, he's going to die, isn't he? He probably dies when Armitage is young and when he goes he takes what's left of Brendol's heart with him. And everything after is self-explanatory…I guess I won't have to stay in Hux's mind for long then. Kylo too feels as distressed as Armitage.

"… [Don't die, please, don't die.]" Brendol Hux whispers, whimpers, into Triclops's shoulders in Pau'an. Well, Force, he can speak Pau'an…quite well going by my own dealings with the locals on Utapau. But how did he learn the language? The words he used are the only few words I know in Pau'an, well at least that's what the mind of the Pau'an was screaming while he was babbling to his bleeding companion. Brendol Hux was Tarkin's aide during the Clone Wars…I think. Did Tarkin had dealings on Utapau? Or maybe Brendol learned it before the Clone Wars? Hold on, since when do I give a flying kriff about the Commandant? I fucking hate him!

"[I love you, my Dancing Dragonsnake, but everyone dies. I will die. You will die. Armitage will die. Someday. One day. Let us enjoy the present until it becomes the past that we will look back on. With love, I hope.]" Triclops murmurs to his loved ones in Naboo. Armitage begins to cry and his parents, both of them, rush to soothe the product of their love.

Armitage's cries gradually ebb away much like the memory. And Kylo Ren is left in darkness once more.


Eons ago, death once walked through the ravaged halls of his ghost ship. The windows on the ship broke long ago, rendering a constant climate of coldness provided by the void of space. Dust still falls and sticks like frost on the dented, rusted surfaces of this long-dead ship. Wires from the torn-up control panels still spark madly while broken pipes jut out from the rusted walls. The barracks still contain frayed beds and dying lights but have long stood empty. There are computers forever sleeping with their readouts sticking out of them like broken ribs of skeletons. There are not even skeletons of the barely-living zombies that once manned this ship; they have chosen oblivion over death.

All that remains is Darth Nihilus aboard his long-forgotten Ravager.

He is on the bridge, right in his clamshell-shaped command station free of any computers. He is looking out the large viewport; he has been looking out there for nearly three millennia. He used to roam the halls, searching for the something that he cannot name. He knows that he should return to the Force, to accept his own oblivion, but he is waiting for something. For the something that he cannot name. For the something that the Force cannot provide him.

He has long since disconnected himself from the Force. People, mostly Sith Lords, contact him through his holocron, but he has long since refused their calls. All they want is what all Sith Lords want: knowledge that is power. What is the point of catering to a mass that wants something so jejune? They do not stir any feelings within him much like the Force.

He wants to feel. More importantly, he wants to feel the something that he cannot name.

And so he waits.


Author's Comments- Okay, time to get the links out of the way:

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Okay, I have read only the wiki of Darth Nihilus and he's…the Sith'ari! You know that Sith God that Palpatine proclaimed himself being by the end of the Book of Sith, even though it's proven that he's no god. Darth Nihilus is literally a being of shadows occupying some armor and a mask! And he somehow gets killed? I call bullshit because how the fuck do you kill a man LITERALLY made of shadows who uses his own willpower to power a ship while also feeding on planets!? He is manning a LITERAL ghost ship! Seriously, Sidious may be manipulative as fuck, but he's not MYTHICALLY POWERFUL as Darth Nihilus. I mean Darth Vader seems like a discount Darth Nihilus…you know if Darth Nihilus actually exists in the new canon.

The canon has yet to name all of the past Sith Lords, at least with the books that I have at my disposal, so I decided to bring Darth Nihilus formally into the story. Kind of. I mean the story itself is barely canon compliant at this point. And I'm also adding more fluff that I didn't intend to, most likely just wanting baby Armitage Hux to be as happy for as long as possible much like Kylo Ren.

Also, this chapter is foreshadowing…..so you've been warned.