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Chapter One.

Elle Solo stared outside the window of the Finalizer. She had tried to go to sleep, but she was restless. The thought of the past weighed heavily on her mind. It was the growing threat of the Resistance that bothered her most. She knew who was behind it, the restoration of something she only heard of in stories when she was just a child.

Her mother.

She could sense her now for she'd been haunting her dreams that have become nightmares. Light. Darkness. Terror. Fear. Guilt. That is what she felt close to her heart. Much too close. She needed guidance to help her through the night. She was afraid she wasn't strong enough to fight and block out her mother's prodding presence that breached her pensive and peaceful mind, a place of darkness that made her calm in a strange way. She tried to swim back to that ambient feeling, to find the room full of stars and serenity, like a musical hum that served as a peaceful meditation for Elle. But she couldn't get back to it. A voice in the dark, brought her back to the surface of her swirling dreams and memories of her past, tried to reach her. But it scared her and made her wake, and it scared her again, making her thoughts run wild of awful possibilities.

She tore herself away from the window and threw on her black robe to cover her silk night gown that shimmered as she walked down the corridors, passing by a couple of armed stormtroopers. She pushed the button on the side that allowed the door to slip open and into the slit of the threshold, and walked right through.

Kylo bolted up right, looking over to see his twin sister, standing there with a feared look on her child-like features as if she'd woken up from a bad dream.

"I need your guidance, brother," she stated, trying to be strong and not falter, and break like a porcelain doll. "Please."

He heard the urgency in her small voice, and he could see the strain she held within her dark eyes like she'd been fighting something fierce. But what else did he sense within her? A disturbance.

"Come closer into the light," he said, swinging his legs over the edge of the bed. The covers fell off of him as he stood on the cool floor beneath his feet. He reached for the drawer, and pulled out a black long sleeve shirt to cover himself up.

Elle stepped forward. She tried to keep her self-composure, and tried to bury her emotions that threatened to bubble up to the surface and possibly explode.

He saw the tiniest of light inside her dark irises, and exhaled. Hmm.

"Just take a deep breath," he said. "And tell me what's troubling you."

Elle did exactly that, and drew in one deep breath, "It's mom," she breathed out. "I think she's trying to send me a message…"

Kylo's eyes went wide at the news, but then he shook his head. It didn't get through to his sister. His sister was strong with the Force, and stronger with the darkness she held deep within her heart.

"No. She's trying to tear us apart. You can't let her in, Elle. She's too dangerous," he paused, as she processed this information from him.

Elle watched him as his pale face became pensive.

"Come with me," he held out his hand towards her. She looked down at it, and suddenly felt hesitant. But with a friendly gesture for her to join him, she bit her lip, and placed her small fingers inside his larger hand. He pulled her along and into another room, adjacent to his chambers. He flicked a few buttons on, and light illuminated the circular room. It was empty, but she saw that there were several compartments that lined the walls, and that's where her brother headed towards next. He pressed another button and a drawer slid open.

He picked up the item from the inside, and ran his fingers over the rough edges of his grandfather's mask. He traced the outlines of the black holes in the shape of eyes and the mouth of the helmet.

Kylo turned around and presented it to her. Elle's lips dropped in awe as she reached for it, holding the half melted helmet into her hands.

"Grandfather's mask," she whispered.

Kylo watched her expression as she marveled at their own family legacy that had led them this far.

"I recovered it awhile back, during your training with Snoke. It gives me everything I need, letting me know I'm on the right path. Grandfather had a vision, a true vision, one that will come to pass. We will finish what he started together."

Kylo was never strict with his sister. He'd been calm and patient with her. Snoke had his doubts about Elle, sensing a great emotional pull, like she was stuck in the middle, but after he took her on a few missions with him, she'd proven herself a worthy apprentice.

Though there were always two, a sith and a darth, Snoke recognized Elle's fear of being alone. When she had the courage to try and kill herself after her first mission with her brother, he saw a potential within her, an ally to the dark side. He'd hated to split the two twins up and repeat history all over again. He'd do it right this time. He offered her a choice, to join the Dark Side, or death. She chose the Dark Side, fearing loneliness. He allowed Elle to wield her own light saber. It took her seven long years on her own to find her crystal, but once she did, she finally joined her brother and the Knights of Ren to help form the First Order.

"I remember when you tried to kill yourself. I was with you. In the beginning you were struggling and fighting an inside battle. Pain. Like me," Kylo informed her.

Elle looked into his eyes as they fell heavy on her skin, almost burning, like fire.

"I promised to never leave you. I still have that same promise, Elle, I'm not going anywhere," he said, stepping closer toward her after she gave the helmet back to him and he returned it to its place. Elle sniffed a bit, trying to force that bitter memory back down and bury it deep.

"Hmm," he hummed lightly, still sensing conflict. "Perhaps we should go over your training exercises?" he gave her a questionable look.

Elle nodded. She walked over to the middle of the floor and crossed her legs. She placed her arms in front of her and allowed her wrists to rest on her knees. Drawing in a deep breath from within her, she let it out, and closed her eyes.

Kylo's footsteps echoed in her ears, and he leaned forward, tapping her nose with his finger.

A light smile appeared on his face, "That's not what I meant my dear sister."

She opened her eyes, and saw that he had presented her with a light saber. She inhaled sharply, feeling her shoulders rise and fall, and let out a breath as if she'd been holding that one forever.

~*SW*~