Kylo Ren was hunched over on his knees, pain screaming all throughout his body from deep plasma scores marking his robes, even his right hand had been severed, still hanging onto the fragmented pieces of his ruined lightsaber.

Rage rolled off him in waves as the ghosts of the past now called to him, from Obi-Wan Kenobi to his Mother they continued to try to convince him that the Dark Side was not the way and that he needed to take Rey's hand, to go back to the Light. Even Luke Skywalker his Uncle who had become the beacon of hope for the Resistance stared down at him, Kylo's hate growing as he saw the pity radiating from those ethereal eyes.

It infuriated him.

"Ben..." Began Luke. "Turn away from the darkness it only leads to death and there is so much in life for you to do. Don't throw your life away like this, it's not too late."

"Ben Solo is dead!" Shouted the Supreme Leader through the mask's vocabulator pushing himself upward back into his feet as he used his left hand to clutch at the hole in his abdomen.

He took a swipe at the ghost of his Uncle with his remaining hand, nothing coming from it as his fist passed harmlessly through Luke. Growling almost like a feral animal he even tried destroying Luke by absorbing the force energy that made up his Uncle's new existence as part of the force. But another hand pushed down Kylo's arm, gently causing him to turn his furious gaze at the woman who had given him life.

"Your name is Ben Solo and you are my son." Called his Mother releasing his arm now placing her ghostly hand on his shoulder. Her eyes filled Kylo with a mixture of guilt and rage, the former being due to seeing his Mother's spirit and knowing she passed, though the latter was seeing that even his Mother had sided with the Scavenger.

"Your son died when you grew scared of what he could become!" Kylo pulled his mask from his head revealing his scarred face, the one from his duel with Rey on Starkiller Base had healed into a thin line but what elicited a gasp from his Mother was his eyes. Instead of Ben's beautiful onyx looking eyes there was only a sickly yellow color there now. "This is the result of your's and Han Solo's fear! This is what I have become!"

"Ben that's enough." A third ghost now approached, this ones features he knew only from holo-images.

Anakin Skywalker.

The man who looked younger than both his children, with the messy brown locks that mirrored Kylo's black hair, they even possessed the same scar along the right side of their faces.

"Please turn away from the Dark Side it only takes and takes leaving you with nothing but pain and regret!" Anakin begged taking a step forward towards Kylo. "I lost my wife; your grandmother! I lost raising Luke and Leia's lives! I've even lost seeing you grow up! All because I joined Palpatine and the Dark Side!"

"Enough!" Kylo exploded throwing out his only hand but nothing happened for a moment before his finger tips began to ignite with red light.

Though before he could take note of what just happened the stones beneath him began to shift as the air began to vibrate.

Mortis was reacting strongly to Kylo Ren's rage, the gathering of force ghosts, and the light from Rey.

It was almost like the planet began to stir from a long slumber.

Everyone began to sense it with the various force ghosts beginning to look distressed, Anakin, and Obi-Wan especially.

"What's happening?" Asked Rey activating her double bladed lightsaber though her eyes had been taken her senses were sharper than ever.

Now the vibration grew to the point where it became a roar ringing in the air.

Though before anyone could answer her a large explosion sounded in the space between Kylo Ren and Rey throwing both of them backwards into the opposing walls of the small arena they had been fighting in. Both felt the strong pull of the force almost like it was being pulled from their very bodies towards the site of the explosion as the a black void made of pure force energies grew in size from a minuscule circle to a giant vortex that actually began pulling both of them into it. The force ghosts being made of the force were the first ones yanked into the vortex disappearing into wisps of blue light before being snuffed out.

Rey had been swept off her feet by the sudden pull, her lightsaber flying out of her grasp, she began flailing her arms around to find something to grab onto though it proved fruitless as everything her hands found was quickly swept away. That was until her right hand caught a crevice in the ground, her grip being strong despite the suddenness from climbing Star Destroyer hulks all her life, now she held on as her body was hovering in the air like a piece of cloth caught in a storm.

Kylo Ren on the other hand was not as fortunate as he flew forward headfirst doing a few rolls while his only hand could not find anywhere to dig into the stone and his attempts at rooting himself using the force failed with absolutely nothing happening. The only thing Kylo could do was scream, in complete rage as this force storm swallowed him whole.

And then there was silence.

The vortex shut a moment after leaving only Rey alone on Mortis with questions of what had happened and what became of Ben Solo?

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Please note that I have partially read the leaked duel of the fates script so some of the details may be wrong along with creative liberties taken by me. Also this is going to be my first attempt at writing a multi-chapter fanfiction so please bear with me if updates take a while as I sit here thinking how to make a story happen.

Your reviews and creative criticism will also go a long way to helping this grow.

Next part, Kylo Ren lands somewhere he knows but something is wrong as battle droids have been banned since the end of the Clone Wars.