HI! So I know it's been a while since I updated so you might have forgotten who the OCs are but i need to use them for this chapter so here's a recap ;)

Wkyt Ren: Knight of Ren, idolises her master Snoke, thinks Kylo is up to something, is working with Hux on some secret plan.

Xand-Rig Ren: Also a Knight of Ren, youngest of the lot and is a know-it-all, helped Kylo find the scriptures a few chapters back and wants to find out what happening between Hux and Wkyt.

And no, without further ado, chapter 13:

Wkyt paced the deserted chamber with silent steps, her mind calmly contemplating what was to unfold that night. What was asked of her was a trivial thing, she had done far worse deeds on her travels. She was in the Jedi Execution chamber in the heart of the ancient Sith temple on Moraband. In this very rooms. before these same titanic statues of now nameless Dark Lords, an innumerable number of Jedi had been killed and their remains used for now lost macabre Sith rituals. Only hours before, the Knights of Ren had set their own master's corspcorpse ablaze in this very hall, believing they were bidding him their final farewell.

They had been very wrong.

Wkyt Ren stopped before the smoldering pyre, the fire had died not long after her arrival and the smoke that once smothered the room had all but vanished. The Knight knew, if she'd dared remove her mask, she would have very little trouble breathing the sulphurous air now. Studying the pyre closely she noticed that, by now, all that remained of the body was an unrecognizable charred form that glowed an ominous red within the dying embers.

"Paying your final respects?" Hux's irritating voice reached Wkyt from the entrance of the hall. She sighed, it was really getting on her nerves that she couldn't sense his presence within the Force, she felt almost blind without it.

"You are late." she noted, casually turning to face the older man. He was in the standard First Order uniform- a knee length black coat and a smirking face- and in one hand he protectively clutched a tiny book whose cover was so weathered, its title had vanished long ago. However, if what Hhux had told her was true, what layied between the covers was invaluable.

"I had to make sure I wasn't being followed by any unwanted guests."

"Is that the book?"

Hux gingerly brought the black leather book into the torch light. " One of Snoke's precious Sith Texts."

"Must have been the pocket edition." She comementedcommented

"The ancient Lords were wise." Defended, Hux walking up to her. " They kept their secret rituals separate to ensure that, if one somehow fell into enemy hands, they would possess only an insingifncinantinsignificant portion of the Sith's knwoledgeknowledge."

"And you're sure you can read it?" Wkyt was skeptical of every word the general said, power was his sole goals and him attaining it all depended on what they discovered here, provided what they had planned actually worked. Wkyt had seen many wonders performed by the Force, but even what Hux proposed seemed like something out of a dark child's story.

"Master Snoke drilled it into my mind." He confidently answered. " If the book weren't a vital part of the ritual I would be perfectly capable of reciting this myself."

"Pity you also need someone who is strong with the Dark Side." She retorted.

"And the remains of the deceased." Hux gestured at the glowing remains. "When you want we can begin."

Sneering behind her mask she thrust her hand in the still weakly burning ashes. Even through her gloved hand she could feel the heat but for the sake of her master, for the sake of getting answers, she endured the discomfort, clutching a fistful of the ash without complaint. Wkyt slowly retracted her hand, not wanting Hux to notice her annoyance.

Much to her irritation, he then pointed to the altar behind the pyre with his chin, as if she were a typical stormtrooper taking orders. They had discussed the details before meeting so Wkyt would have gone even without being told but his action were infuriating, as if he had somehow gained rank over her.

With steady steps she approached the ancient altar that seemed to be made of the same black material as the rest of the temple. It held no decoration except for a single crimson kyber crystal. However, this was no ordinary crystal, Wkyt could sense its connection to the Force. This was no artificial crystal like those that powered her weapon and of all the Dark side users before her. This was a real kyber crystal infused with the Force, it was the crystal of the first Ssith Lord, the first person to ever contemplate the possibility of using the Dark Side of the Force.

It was an artifact as old as the Sith itself

"Now you must repeat after me." Hux ordered once she'd stopped besides the altar. "Exactly as I say it. A single mistake could produce catastrophic results."

"Make sure not to make any mistakes then." She ordered. "Begin!"

And without hesitation Hux opened the little book and began to read in a harsh, incomprehensible language. Wkyt didn't struggle to keep up with the man's words even though they felt like sand in her mouth. She infused each word with the Force, manipulating the menacing energy entrapped within the chamber to suit her needs.

As she focused, she could hear the screams of the souls of all the Jedi whose lives had been ended here, their spirits forever trapped, tortured by the knowledge that they'd never become one with the Force. She called their energy to her, manipulating their Force for her own needs, in return they berated her with the memories of their final moments- the pain of amputation, the swiftness of decapitation, the humiliation of being tortured by the enemy.

Wkyt pushed on however, her voice never wavering as she allowed the ashes to trickle out of her hand on the alter'saltar's dark surface. Even as Hux stopped speaking and the final words vanished from her lips, the screams of the condemned continued to fill her ears but, so far, nothing else had happened.

"We need the final ingredient." Observed Hux

Wkyt sighed, must she do everything?

"Xand-Rig how long to plan to hide and watch?" She called, her voice echoed around the chamber. The youth's form shifted into existence, his presence had previously been muted but Wkyt had become accustomed to the younger man's ways over the years. He had become predicable in his actions, she knew his greed for knowledge would lead him to follow her into the temple that night.

"I was wondering how long it would take for you to notice me." The young man emerged from the shadows, walking calmly and with an air of overconfidence.

"Don't put yourself at the same skill level as me. I've known you were there from the beginning." Wkyt corrected, brushing her hands and facing the young Knight.

"So I am this final ingredient?" observed Xand-Rig. "A blood sacrifice I presume?"

"The life and blood of a devout follower." Shrugged Wkyt. " No hard feelings but I need to get answers and Snoke can give them."

"So you planned to forcefully recall his Force Ghost." Xan-Rig observed sounding interested, his gloved hand calmly falling on the hilt of the lightsaber that hung at his side. "Intriguing concept but I believe your blood would be just as suitable as mine."

With a swift movement, Xand-Rig Ren broth forth his lightsaber, it's red light illuminating his masked face, its hum barely audible over the screams. Wkyt copied his motion just as swiftly.

"Today only one of us will lea..." But whatever Xand-rig wanted to say died on his lips as he looked down at the hole that had suddenly appeared in his chest and the sound of a gun being fired finally reached their ears.

Both Wkyt and Xand-Rig turned in slight confusion at Hux, who had his lazer gun in hand, a small trail of smoke floating out of the nozzle.

"You two would take too long to fight it out." Sighed Hhux, as Xxand-Ririg crumpled to the ground, dropping his lightsaber as he uselessly tried to stop the bleeding with his hands. "Too much acrobatics, light effects and talking for my taste."

Hux then threw Wkyt a small dagger which she easily caught.

"Get the blood, it's almost dawn."

"You have no honor in how you do things." She observed, walking over to the gurgling boy. Wkyt couldn't see his face but she could sense that the boy wasn't long for this world as she put a reassuring hand on his shoulder. Xand-Rig tried to push her away but his strength was swiftly leaving him.

"Feel proud, Xand-Rig, you die so that we may acquire the knowledge you spent your whole life seeking." And, without remorse, she slit hehisr throat, allowing the thick blood to coat the dagger's blade. Without a second thought she stood and turned her back on Knight and headed back to the altar.

She flicked her wrist and allowed several drops of blood to land on the altar and mix with the ash. After the sixth drop the screaming within the woman's ears vanished and the red crystal's glow within the alter suddenly increased tenfold, as if warning them of a dangerous arrival. The ash swirled on itself upon and Wkyt sensed a unsettling shift in the Force, as if something that should have remained buried had resurfaced.

"Master." Wkyt whispered as out of the pyre the luminous red form of Supreme Leader Snoke appeared. His scarred face studied Wkyt without expression before looking at Hux and an approving nod. A nauseating feeling filled Wkyt's stomach as she saw the silent exchange.

"You have done well, my apprentices." Snoke's mouth moved but it was not his voice but that of Xand-Rig that they heard. The Knight slightly adjusted her position, the boy was obviously dead, the front of his uniform glistened in the torch light with blood, but his mouth moved, speaking the Supreme Leader's words. "Now speak swiftly, my time her is brief."

"Master." WKyt bowed her head as the crimson spirit turned to her. " who"Who was the cause of your death?"

Snoke hissed. " A TraisterTraitor within the Order."

"But who?" she continued, her voice pleading but her mind already knowing the answer. Her suspicion was confirmed with that alone but she had to hear him say, for the name to leave her dead master's lips… metaphorically speaking.

Snoke's form flickered and her sneered at the Knight. "Wkyt your blood would have sufficed better, the sacrifice of a weak follower will only give you so much time."

"Then answer my question Lord Snoke!" She practically yelled as his form flickered again. "Who is this traitor? Who was it that wielded the lightsaber that ended your life?"

Snoke narrowed his eyes, his form once again fading but Xand-Rig's voice spoke his final words clearly.

"Kylo Ren…."

Silence then filled the chamber. All that work… All that planning... for such a brief conversation! But it wasn't wasted, at least now Wwkyt had a name and she knew what she had to do now.

Kylo Ren hadn't slept that evening. He'd continued to replay his grandfather's conversation in his mind. After speaking with the old Jedi Knight, certain things had become blindly clear while others were still shrouded in mystery. Certain other things he'd said… Kylo could not fathom their connection with his present situation.

The Supreme Leader stood at the edge of the security parameter, looking up the towering valley walls as the sky began to change into a vermillion-red colour.

"Iif you survive the trial that awaits you at the next dawn." his grandfather had warned him.

It was now sunrise and Kkylo couldn't help wonder what would come with it.

"Kylo Ren!" the Supreme Leader was not surprised when Wkyt called him, he had sensed her before she'd even exited the temple, her rage suffocating the Force around her.

He casually turned to her as she stopped several feet away with her lightsaber drawn and aimed at his face.

"Do not be Rash Wkyt Ren!" Hux was panting behind her, as if he had been struggling to keep up with her, though why the two had been in the temple together Kylo did not know. btuHowever she was not blind to the blood staining Wkyt's uniform- something dark had happened within the temple's walls.

Several of the stormtroopers patrolling also stopped, at a safe distance, to watch the scene unfold.

"I challenge you to the Saber's Trial!" She called.

Hux openly groaned, as if Wkyt had just done something extremely idiotic.

Kylo sighed, so that was what Anakin had meant.

And that's chapter 13! What did you guys think? I hope you enjoyed the chapter, fell free to drop me a review, I always love to hear from you! Thanks so much for reading and I'll try update ASAP :D – Luna Pendragon