Chapter 6
Ben dropped down to the floor and backed up against the wall. He had no idea what had happened. The pirates had just attacked him again, or was that dream? He killed the pirate that had docked with the Saber, but he really did not. Now, somehow, Sol was dead. Ben panicked and began to breathe in short, shallow gasps. He looked at Sol's decapitated head, but quickly turned his gaze toward the body. He stared at the neck wound and noticed there was no blood and that it looked like the neck had been cut through effortlessly. The wound even looked like is had been cauterized. Ben gasped and realized with shock that only one thing could have done that: a lightsaber.
All the events came rushing back to him. It felt like it had been a dream. He had got up from resting and walked over to Sol, who was lying on his back.
"What's up, Ben?" Sol had asked. Ben ignited his lightsaber and raised it. "Ben, what are you doing?" Sol had asked as he started to get up. He yelled as Ben's blade came down and decapitated him. Then Ben walked back to his room and went back to sleep.
How did this happen? He thought to himself. Why can't I remember actually doing this? I didn't kill Sol, I killed the pirate. Unless, I killed Sol while I dreamt I killed the pirate.
"What have I done?" Ben asked to himself, terrified by his own actions. He didn't know what he should do. His best friend was dead, killed by Ben's own blade, and made Ben look like a murderer. Who would believe his story that he was merely sleepwalking when he killed his friend? "I have to leave." He started to get up and head for the cockpit, but first decided to dispose of Sol's body. He picked up the body and the head and, not having any materials for a formal funeral, put Sol's remains in the airlock and ejected them, sending them through space for the nearest star, where they would burn up. There would be no evidence, except for a missing friend. He even put all of Sol's things with him, except for the lightsaber. He watched as Sol's body drifted through the cold, vastness of space. He went to the cockpit.
"There's no turning back now," Ben said. "No one can help me, not even my parents. I'm on my own." He accessed the ships logs and erased all mention of Sol being on board. He then decided to change the access codes for the ship and to change its name. Ben chose to call the ship Starkiller now.
"I have to go," Ben said. "I can't stay here. But where can I go?" Ben paused, trying to calm down, and thought of where he could go. He was devastated by the loss of his friend, but he couldn't tell anyone, especially his parents. If they or anyone found out, they would put Ben away to help deal with whatever problems he had. But Ben had to figure this out on his own. He had to go some place where he could hide. A place popped into his head. "Coruscant." He said.
He put the coordinates in and engaged the hyperdrive. The stars melded together in great white lines as the Starkiller went into hyperspace. Ben leaned back in the pilot chair and thought to himself. He knew Coruscant would be the best place to go. He could stay there for a while and work everything out for himself. He would have to remain in isolation and not communicate with his friends and family, but it was worth the pain. As the ship continued in hyperspace, Ben cried, and did not stop until the ship emerged later on in Coruscant spacelanes.