She appeared in a large empty room, gigantic figure which she recognized as Snoke, Ben's master and manipulator in the Dark Side, sitting in throne on one side of the room. He was ugly, with grey leathery skin and a balding head. His face was distorted too, a reflection of his insides. She turned around and saw another figure, dressed in all black with a mask which she recognized as Darth Vader. Ben's grandfather. Each figure was about fifty meters tall and dominated each part of this room. Aurelia pushed the intimidation and fear out of her chest, meditating on the Force for a moment.

Snoke was the supreme exploiter. He was skilled in controlling Ben by amplifying his fears and guilt with the Force. And by that, harvesting this self-loathing that Ben had that was so strong, it made Aurelia nauseous with sorrow. It kept Kylo Ren vengeful, yet subservient and let Snoke use him as his puppet to do his will, only him using to further his own selfish causes and nothing else.

She turned to Snoke first. "You monster."

"The only monster is the one I created." He barked with a laugh, and held up what looked to be a grotesque marionette of a Ben on strings. Aurelia's jaw dropped at the sight and she could feel anger burn inside of her at the thought of Snoke's mistreatment.

"No, he's going to be free of your hold." She channeled the Force, digging into the pits of Ben's conscious that knew that there was no truth in Snoke, that he was feeding him delusions and intensifying his traits he hated most. She pulled it to a surface, and like a mighty wave in an ocean, it crashed over Snoke, burning him out of existence. Aurelia watched satisfactorily as Snoke disappeared, along with the puppet. She spun on her heels, and was met with Darth Vader's black boots.

"And you." Aurelia pointed at the large, hulking figure. The room filled with the sounds of steady, labored breathing aided by a machine as it regarded her blankly through its mask. "It's time he knew about you." She closed her eyes and meditated, sifting through the events of long ago. She focused in on Darth Vader's impact on the timeline of the Force, his handprint in history. She found what she was looking for, his reemergence to the Light.

She opened her eyes and broadcasted the events into his consciousness, letting it fill the dark parts of his mind. A much younger Luke Skywalker was crouching over Darth Vader as the room around them threatened to collapse.

I'll not leave you here. Luke breathed, tears in his eyes. I've got to save you.

You already have, Luke.

Vader destroyed the Emperor. In his last moments he saw the Light. Aurelia looked up to see that the giant had shrunk down to a young man with sad, wise eyes dressed in a robe.

"Anakin Skywalker." Aurelia smiled at the image of the Jedi Knight. "I know a lot about you."

He gave a small, knowing smile. "Sabla-Mandibu had no tolerance for recklessness. But she also liked to exaggerate a little bit." He shook wavy blonde hair off of his forehead and his eyes flashed. "Thank you for saving my grandson." With that he disappeared into the Force, leaving only fingerprints of the truth and paternal love in this now empty room.

Aurelia gave a small sigh of confidence, letting herself just a brief moment of congratulations before moving on. She was doing a lot better than she had expected. She felt outside of Ben's mind for a second, and could somewhat still feel Ben's forehead against hers, his hands gripping the loose, homespun shirt on her back, his breathing ragged as he was methodically stripped of the Dark Side.

"Don't worry, it's almost over." She whispered as she could feel is emotions churning in his stomach and his pulse in his ears.

There was a snarling, animal-like noise behind her and she turned to see a distorted Ben chained to the ground. His eyes were as wild as his hair, and there were multiple self-inflicted scars across his body. He pulled at his chains, and made an advance at her, snot and sputum bubbling at his mouth. But she managed to stand just out of his reach. This must be his temper. Ill-contained and wild. She bit her lip, and for the first time felt unsure about how to proceed with this crazed side of his personality. Logically, tempers were lack of patience. However, Aurelia's holocron made it perfectly clear that patience was something only the individual had to learn on their own.

She regarded this peculiar Ben for a moment and then lowered herself into a meditative position, letting it's snarling and growling fade into the background. She called on the Force to guide her, however the Force wasn't giving her any ideas that seemed obvious. She furrowed her brow and dug harder feeling for an explanation, that's when she noticed that Temper had stopped growling. She opened one eye and saw the figure sitting on the ground mimicking her meditative stance. She reclosed her eyes and cleared her mind, letting peace and calm take away any sort of anxiousness or frustration. She realized couldn't give him patience, but she could teach him. When she heard the walls collapse out of sight, she knew she had been successful.

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