Years four, five and six came and went with much the same response from kylo. Though he visited almost everyday, if he was on the base, on their anniversary he usually would open her chamber, kiss her, hold her hand and talk with her. Kylo continued to build his army of knights and his power, but always leaving empty from the sick bay.
Kylo counted the days down to their seventh anniversary, with hope for the first time in a long time. He knew she may not wake up that day, but he should have enough power to save her. Kylo made sure all his business was conducted so that he would be free for her when the time came.
"Master, perhaps you shouldn't get your hopes up again this year," Axe said, pulling Kylo out of his thoughts during his meditation.
"Perhaps she's right," Sunkiller interjected. "Every year on this day you go into that sick bay and come out in pain. It takes you many weeks to focus again and out work suffers."
"Hmmmm, I will take your suggestions under advisement. I have trained for years to be ready for this day. Shim, Race, Blas you want to throw your opinions in to? I can feel you holding back.
"Master, you know I have helped you in the past with her," Shim started, "but they're right. Perhaps we need a different plan. Or something more."
Kylo stood and left with out acknowledging any more of the conversation. He returned to his suite to meet with the architect. Kylo wanted to expand things for Masro, so she would be comfortable.
"Master Ren, it is wonderful to assist you on this project. I hope everything I've done for you so far has been satisfactory."
"It has. My wife should be coming home soon from the sick bay, I want to make sure my suite can accommodate two people comfortably. We will both need meditation space and personal training space."
"Of course, I'll have everything completed right away."
The day finally came. Kylo dressed and practically ran to the sick bay. When the doors slid open there was no hustle or bustle, everyone was sitting at their stations. He walked into her chamber to see Masro's attending physician checking her vitals. Hope flickered through Kylo's body.
"Good morning, Master Ren. I'm sorry to report there has been no change. Since she is now one hundred percent healed, we have been slowly raising her body temperature. Her brain activity has not picked up, which indicates she may not wake up," she finished. Kylo's heart sunk, it felt like a rock filled up his chest cavity. He dropped to his knees. "Sir, can I get you anything?"
"Just leave," Kylo ordered. When the doors closed, he removed his mask. He concentrated on the force trying to connect with the small spark that he still felt of hers. Kylo pushed his force into Masro, pushed until he couldn't anymore and felt nothing. The doors opened behind him, ready to strike he turned. It was the knights.
"We came to lend our force, master," Shim said. They all marched in and held their hands out pushing to bring Masro back to balance. Kylo tried again as well. There was no change, no extra spark. She didn't open her eyes and smile at him. Kylo closed his eyes and bowed to kiss his wife. The last piece of hope he had shattered, with his exit from the sick bay.
Kylo stood before his master's projection in the inner sanctum assembly room. He was lost in thoughts of the past, but his master's anger brought him thundering back to reality.
"Kylo, I have given you much leeway for the past several years to end the Jedi, but you have failed at every turn. My patients grows thin with you!"
"Supreme leader, you know better than anybody why I want to finish this task. Please allow me more time. I will get him and destroy him."
"It is because I see greatness in you that I will grant you more time. Don't fail me again."
With those final words, his master disintegrated into the dark and Kylo was left feeling empty and alone. He went to his suite and took off his helmet to meditate and lament his loss. He thought about a trip to tattooine, he had gotten to take with just Masro, while at the academy.
"What are we doing at a junkyard?" Masro asked him.
"Finding my future ship," he replied. "I'm going to restore what ever we find."
"You mean we're going to restore it. You didn't drag me out here to look for a ship if I'm not going to get to help."
Ben laughed, and she punched him playfully in the arm. He grabbed his arm and put on a playfully pained sad face. Masro hugged him.
"Better now?"
"I don't know, you punched me pretty hard. I may never be able to use a lightsaber in that hand again."
"Is that all you'll do with it?" She asked him, his face sobered immediately, and he looked into her eyes. The junker came over at that moment.
"Welcome! I'm Watto. What has brought you to my yard of treasures?" He said. He was a toydarian and was hovering in the air. He was very elderly looking with scruffy white hairs surround his head. They pulled apart and awkwardly stood there.
"I'm looking for a light freighter, something that needs repairs is fine I just don't want to build it from the ground up."
"Come, come I've got a few ships that will fit what you want."
They both followed Watto, when Masro got a feeling that caused her to stop. Ben looked at her, but she waved him to keep going. She slowly made her way towards the feeling. She went inside the dilapidated building. It was full of junkyard treasure, Masro almost couldn't walk through it. She closed her eyes and breathed in deep. She concentrated on the debris and searched for what called so strongly to her. Every object in the room began to float revealing a small gold box. Masro called the object and it came to her hand.
"A Holocron, why is this here?" She asked herself.
"Hey! You shouldn't be in here! These objects aren't for sale!" Watts yelled at Masro. She turned to the old Toydarian and Ben holding the holocron. "Give me that back!"
"No, it's a Jedi holocron. You are no Jedi; you wouldn't even know the first thing about this. I'm returning it to the new Jedi Order."
"There must be some mistake. I was given that by a customer years ago in trade for other items. He said it was very valuable."
"Who was this customer?" Ben asked.
"His name was Ben Kenobi, just an old hermit."
"No, not a hermit. A great Jedi Master," Ben corrected.
"The one you're named after?" Masro asked.
"The very same. We are taking the holocron. I know mind tricks won't work on you so I'm being straight forward," Ben turned to leave, turning back to throw some extra credits at Watto. Masro followed. "I'm going to fly the freighter it still starts, and you can fly our ship back."
"Wait, were not going to talk about the holocron?"
"I'm going to give it to My uncle and be done with it. I have no interest in what he has to say. I've heard every story and read every book already on him."
"Ok. I'm not going to push it," Masro went off to ready the ship they arrived on. He continued to the yt-1930 that he purchased, in deep thought. He wanted to know what the holocron had on it, Ben usually didn't hide things from Masro, but she didn't know everything about him anymore. When he closed the ramp, he threw the holocron into the middle of the cockpit. Ben concentrated to unlock it pushing his force out to it, it floated as it unlocked bringing out a hologram. A much younger man than Ben had expected appeared.
"My name is Obi-Wan Kenobi, I am a Jedi Master, and this is my journey after the fall of the republic. If my apprentice Anakin Skywalker should be the one to find this, I just wanted to say you were my brother. I was wrong when I said you couldn't be saved. I want to help you, even now. I'm sorry I failed you when you needed me the most."
Ben cut the force going to the object, it fell lifeless to the ground. He began his check list before he sent a com to Masro. He knew Anakin Skywalker was his grandfather's name. He was a great General in the clone wars but was confused by the message from Obi-Wan. Saved from what? He was always left with more question when it came to his family then answers.
He had difficulty going to sleep that night, so he dressed and went for a walk to the sick bay. Kylo stood in a dark room looking at the brightly lit glass cryogenic chamber, she would be his future and held their future. Just the sight of her, the only woman he ever loved, made him tremble with anger, hate and most of all heartache. Kylo placed a hand on the glass. "I will see you again, Masro." He reached out with the force and felt her there, a little flicker. If you weren't looking for it, you would have missed it.
It was about a week after the junkyard incident, Masro had been helping him dismantle parts of the the ship that needed most repair. Ben spent almost all his free time working on his freighter, he was hoping to turn it into a home. It was the ship he should have brought back to save her so long ago.
"Ben, what are you thinking about?"
"That this ship needs a lot of work."
"Well you picked it. Though honestly it feels pretty much like home."
"I felt that way too, that's why I picked it."
"What are you going to call her?"
"I was thinking of calling her, Sunrise."
"That's beautiful, and fitting."
An alarm going off immediately brought him out of his daydream. A medical droid came rolling into the chamber. The droid went straight to Masro and started clicking buttons on the machines.
"What's going on? Answer me!" Kylo ordered the droid, which continued pressing buttons in silence. Kylo was about to use the force to throw the droid across the room when the chambers doors opened and a soldier alerted Kylo that he was needed in the command center. Before leaving the room, a human nurse walked in, Kylo angrily glared at the droid and stopped the nurse. "Nothing better happen to her or this medical bay will be destroyed. Along with everything in it."The nurse looked at him wide eyed and nodded. Kylo continued out the doors.
On the main deck, Kylo was being informed of a lead on Skywalker. He was briefed that the missing fragment was in possession of Lor San Tekka. Kylo knew him as a compatriot of Leia and Skywalker from a life like long ago. Lor San Tekka was a member of the church of the force and highly believe in the return of the Jedi. He was a threat in his own right to the first order.
San Tekka was last seen on the planet of Pillio, a planet commanded by the first order. kylo was not naïve and knew he would most likely need an army to take him down. He ordered the star destroyer Finalizer ready and to alert him in his chambers when it was system checked.
Kylo returned to his chambers to prepare for his journey after checking on Masro, though he wasn't happy about hearing there was a system issue with her chamber. Kylo also ordered the knights to be ready. He undressed to just his basic clothing and decided to lightsaber train to blow off some steam. It always helped him bring himself back into balance and clear his mind, but it just reminded him of a memory of Masro.
It had been nearly a year since the new academy recruits had arrived. He was training alone with a droid when Masro walked in. She watched him from afar for a few minutes before speaking. He was shirtless and glistening with sweat. Ben was very powerful with the force she could feel him all the way in her chambers call to her, but his force has always called to her even before he knew she was force sensitive. At least that's what she told him.
"You are a magnificent with a lightsaber, Ben." Masro walked further into the training room and he stopped fighting with the droid. Ben force shot her the spare lightsaber he had which she caught.
"Join me," He said in a low voice. It wasn't a question but an order. She took the proper stance she had been taught and turned on the lightsaber. It vibrated in her hands, but she knew the feeling as she was skilled with the lightsaber, Ben had made sure of that.
Their lightsabers struck each other's, and for a moment the clash and being so close against each other made Masro and Ben stop to look at each other. There was definitely something growing between them, something forbidden. He had volunteered to teach and guide her at every opportunity, much to his uncle's dismay. Masro closed her eyes and took a deep breath to calm her racing heart, which made Ben began to quickly fight, movement after movement like a violent dance. Creating their own music with the frenzied clashing of the lightsabers.
"Your pretty amazing yourself." Without meaning to, the compliment Ben gave blew Masro's concentration. He moved too quickly, and she had to Bend backwards to avoid being hit. She regained composure and dropped with a spinning kick knocking Ben on his back. He jumped from his back onto his feet. Masro had caught him off guard, making him more excited for this fight. Ben spun the lightsaber in his hand, and they started again. This time he was a bit rougher with her, not holding back.
Their breathing began to come out ragged as they were rapidly repelling each other's strikes. Her hair began to cascade out of the bun she had neatly tied on her head. She went to move it out of her eyes and tripped backwards on the training droid. Ben instinctively reached out, but she unbalanced him making him fall backwards, he pulled her down with him and she fell on top of him. They both looked into each other's eyes. Masro reached up and put her hand on his cheek. He leaned into it and closed his eyes for a moment. When he opened them, she was still looking at him with those piercing hazel colored eyes. Her chest was heaving up and down trying to catch its breath. He noticed her ample sized breast barely being held in her top. He knew she had seen him look her over but didn't try to hide it either. Ben wanted to lean and kiss those lips, free her breast from their constraints and do so much more. He very much wanted to continue this but knew it would get her and him kicked out of the academy. Masro moved off of him, Ben stood up and helped her to her feet much to Masro's disappointment.
"I'll walk you back to your chamber. You really are amazing. I wanted to ask you something."
"Thank you," she blushed. "What did you want to ask?"
"My uncle asked me to put a team together so that we can go on a diplomatic mission with my Mother to Naboo. I know you are from there, so you know the terrain well and you are one of the top students in the academy. Plus, you're really talented in all aspects."
She was shocked at the compliment but appreciated it. "I would be honored to be included." They walked off to her chambers in silence at first, just enjoying each other's company. Both of them released their force as it was the only way they could embrace each other, but quickly took control back before anybody could tell what they were doing. Masro finally broke the silence. "Aside from always training and all the studying that we do, I'm going stir crazy, what is there to do for fun?"
A sly smile came across his face, he grabbed her hand and practically dragged her outside. There were several types of ships in the shipyard. "The ship you started to help me restore is finally finished, I got all the mechanisms fixed finally and I have been waiting for something special to fly it." Ben looked in to Masro's eyes, he was still holding her hand. Their force was running between them and calling them to each other. Their breathing quickened and thoughts they shouldn't be having were running through their heads. Ben snapped out of it first and dropped her hand. They awkwardly laughed and he helped her in the ship. He rushed up and sat in the pilot's seat while she sat in the copilots. Masro could see the excitement on his face to fly, he loved it when they were children.
After a quick systems check, they took off. Masro turned to watch Ben, he was so relaxed and confident in his skill. He took them just out of the planet's atmosphere. When Masro finally turned away from Ben she gasped at the beauty of their surroundings. Ben pushed a button to keep the ship steady while he turned to Masro. He put on some music and stood up offering his hand to her, she smiled and took it smiling.
"Why Ben, I didn't know you danced."
"Well, you give me to much credit."
"I'll show you." He let Masro take lead but caught on fairly quickly. When they finished the dance, he leaned down putting a hand on her cheek, they grazed lips when the hologram projector went live, and Luke was yelling at Ben. They moved apart desperately wanting more but knowing they would never be able to.
Kylo shook his head, wondering if this was a memory Masro had altered. She knew at that time she was with child; it broke his heart to know what she went through alone. His deep thought had derailed him from concentrating on the mission at hand. He needed to find Luke and destroy him, the last of the Jedi order. It was the only way to finally save Masro. There was a knock on his chamber door. Kylo quickly dressed and forced opened the chamber doors.
"Sir, the finalizer has been fueled and is ready for the mission," an unnamed soldier told him and kylo left his chambers. He went to his command shuttle in the hanger and was met on board by the knights. They were flown to the Finalizer. When the disembarked, the knights went to the ship's temple.
Kylo rested in his chamber. He thought of Masro again and reached out with the force to feel her, but they had already traveled to far. Kylo had a hologram snippet of her that he was letting play over and over. She had left it for him in his quarters while on their mission on Naboo. He constantly worked on the mechanics of it to keep it running. It was just her bust, she was smiling, and her hair cascaded down her shoulders. "I came up with a nickname for you. Kylo which means sky in an old dialect on Naboo. I thought it was perfect for you since you love to fly, and you are the sky that surrounds me with love. My Kylo, I love you very much." Then it would go blank and start again.
He fell asleep thinking about when that had happened. The mission he had taken with a few academy members, his uncle Luke and mother to Naboo. He was piloting his yt-1930 and had gotten used to solitude in the cockpit, but Masro had other plans. She came walking in through the automatic doors, dressed in a formal attire of one that attends to elected officials on Naboo. She looked beautiful; the clothes hugged her in all the right places. She was very unhappy as she stood there with a frown on her face.
"So apparently because I'm from Naboo, your mother wants me to be the peacemaker if anything should happen. I thought we would be on duty together."
Ben put the ship on autopilot and turned in his chair toward Masro. He beckoned her to sit in the chair next to him. Ben grabbed her hands, looked her deep in the eyes. Something that they had started doing more often, even though it was forbidden. "I never want to see you frown again. If you want, I can speak to my mother—"
"No, I don't want to sound ungrateful," she cut him off. "I just thought with you being her son she would also have you by her side."
"Her political self has always come before her being my mother,"he sneered and let a little more of his anger show than he meant to when he squeezed Masro's hands tightly. She tried to pull back out of instinct, but he didn't let go.
"Ben, you're starting to hurt me. Please let go," she said gently, and he snapped out of his dark thoughts and dropped her hands.
"I'm sorry," he whispered, nearly inaudible. Ben looked at Masro with haunted eyes, so soulful and sorrowful. His childhood, or lack of it and the way his family had always treated him still haunted him. Masro stood up and hugged him to her. He wrapped his arms around her waist and cried. Masro wanted to comfort him and kiss those tears away. She dropped to her knees in front of him, put a hand on each side of his face. They looked longingly into each other's eyes, and were only about an inch away from each other's lips when the doors opened, and his uncle Luke walked in. They jumped away from each other's grasp like they had been shocked. Masro mumbled an excuse and left. Ben turned back towards the controls and began pressing buttons as they were nearly to their destination.
"Ben," luke said and let the name hang in the air. There was frustration in the way he said it. "We have spoken about why a Jedi cannot have attachments. I hope nothing more has happened because-"
"Because what? Uncle, tell me, because what? You'll kick me out of the academy. Let my mother know and think I really am the failure she believes I am. Don't shake your head, she pushed me off on you because she never wanted to deal with me," Ben said through gritted teeth turned towards his uncle. Then turning back to the window to look out in space he continued in a different tone, "Nothing has ever happened between us.…now leave, we are about to land, and I need concentration."
Kylo turned in his sleep. The thought of his uncle almost waking him with anger but was able to go back into a deep sleep. Another memory played in his sleep.
Ben was in a chamber overlooking Naboo. He felt the presence of somebody he didn't know lurking in the shadows. He reached for his lightsaber.
"You don't want to do that," A raspy voice said. "I sense much turmoil in you Ben Solo."
Ben turned towards the voice. A figure emerged from the shadows. He was frail looking but you could feel the power flowing from him. He wore a dark hooded robe, but you could see his distorted mouth surrounded by mutilated flesh.
"Don't come any further. How do you know my name?" Ben went into a fighting stance but held off lighting his lightsaber. "Who are you?"
The hooded figure just released a raspy laugh and moved towards him. "My name isn't relevant right now. What you should be asking is what I can do for you."
Ben backed up but decided to play along. "What can you do for me?"
"I can help you achieve everything you have ever wanted. I can help you unlock power beyond your wildest dreams. You come from a legacy like no other," he said cryptically and continued, "I will leave you with a gift. A little of what could become if you were to leave the Jedi order. You'll know it when it happens."
With that the man stepped back in the shadows and disappeared. Ben ran over to check for a door or hologram devices but there were none. He decided to withhold this from his uncle and Masro for now.
He laid in bed for a while, lightsaber near by Incase the need arose to use it, thinking about what just happened. He drifted off to sleep.
Kylo sat upright in bed on the Finalizer. The hologram of Masro still playing. He remembered the dream he had that night all those years ago so vividly. It made his body fill with lust. He went to take a shower; he loved the water running down his body because it truly calmed him. His growing manhood awaiting release snapped him back into thoughts about the dream that for him started it all."
Ben was in a bedroom, shirtless. He didn't recognize the room. There was an open door with billowing semi sheer drapes. A figure could be seen standing just beyond on the balcony. He walked towards the figure thinking how surreal this felt. He walked through and saw her, Masro, standing in a sheer robe that was fluttering around her naked body. He could see the curves of her body, her perky breast bounced as she turned towards him. Ben was mesmerized by her movements.
"Is this a dream?" Masro asked.
"If it is let it never end."
Ben walked towards her put both his hands on each side of her face and brought his lips to hers. It was magic. It felt like their souls wrapped around them in an eternal embrace. He felt whole, mind body and soul, as if this was the only thing that was true in his life. It started as a soft kiss and quickly grew into more. He dropped his hands to her body, and she reached around him. It was as if all the built-up passion between them burst out. You couldn't tell where one of them ended and the other started.
Ben pulled back and untied the ribbon keeping her robe closed and her robe fell to the floor. He stepped back to admire the beauty that stood before him. Ben picked her up with his rippling biceps and carried Masro back to the bed. She put a hand on his chest to stop him. He sat her on her feet. She looked frightened.
"Wait, are you sure you want me? Especially knowing my past."
"More than anything, especially because you know MY past and still want me."
Ben brought Masro back in for another passionate kiss. When they pulled apart this time, she pushed him to a sitting position on the side of the bed and dropped to her knees in front of him. Ben moaned when Masro rubbed the front of his pants while undoing them. He stood up to drop his pants and undergarment and stood in magnificent glory in front of her. Masro followed the line of his body all the way up and while looking him in the eyes, took him in her mouth. Which caused him to moan again. She started off slow, going up and down the full length of him. He could feel a building pressure down low in his body. His moans caused Masro to start bobbing faster using her hand to help. She pushed him back on the bed and she climbed up and continuing faster and faster till finally he moaned, "Masro." And climaxed in her mouth. She rolled onto the bed next to him. A hard object was there, she pulled it out and it was ben's lightsaber.
Back in the shower,Kylo finished as well. He got out and dried himself off then dressed. Kylo Turned off the hologram and walked to the window in his room. Space had always made him feel at home, as long as he could remember. Kylo thought back to when he awoke from what he thought was the best dream ever, to find his lightsaber missing and in it's place the ribbon from his dream Masro's robe. That was when he decided he needed to speak with the cloaked man once again.
