Kylo Ren hit his head.
After taking a moment to reorient himself, he realized that he was on the floor of his bedroom. Sheets and pillows we're strewn about as though a bomb had gone off inside it. And he was... alive?
Yes, he remembered now. He was in lightsaber fight with Darth Vader, and the former Sith Lord had blown out the window of the Star Destroyer to suck him into space. Only none of that had been real. It was all a trick played by the Jedi Ghosts to frighten him.
And they were more than a bit successful in that regard, he though.
Getting dressed, he ventured out into the hall where he had met Anakin. There had been no sign of his uncle in his quarters; The salt had vanished from the floor, the fridge was untouched. And the window was still intact. Sunlight now peaked over the crest of the planet the [I]Finalizer[I] was docked over.
He found his general doing drills, same as the say before. No one seemed any different. Ren addressed the redheaded officer.
"Hux."
"Supreme Leader."
"There is always something worse than death. Remember that."
Hux blinked. "I will try, sir."
Kylo Ren was headed for the communication center. He needed more allies if he was going to achieve his destiny. He was Kylo Ren, Master of the Dark Side of the Force. He would not be manipulated by Snoke, or Solo, or her. But least of all would he be manipulated by Luke Skywalker.
And the young Dark Sider went about his business, though not unobserved.
"Hmm. Our demonstration. Unsuccessful, it was."
Obi-Wan shook his head. "The journey of a thousand miles begins with the first step, Master Yoda. The Force is not yet finished with Ben Solo."
Anakin and Luke now joined them.
"Indeed, master. He clings stubbornly to the Dark but he is still as conflicted as he's ever been. One day he'll get the sufficient push."
"Thank you all for coming," Luke added. "It shouldn't take three Jedi to correct the mistakes of one, but here we are."
"Do not blame yourself, my son. He is a particularly difficult case. Fear is an effective tool, but without consequence he has no reason to heed it. Still, you probably shouldn't have brandished a lightsaber at the child's face."
Luke lightly punched Anakin's arm. "Sorry. I take after my father."
"Well, fun this was," Yoda shuffled forward a few steps. "But away I must go. The Wookiee singing, I wish to see, and begin it will soon. Young Master Kenobi, join me will you?"
"That sounds... stimulating," Obi-Wan said carefully, and the two old masters faded from view.
"I shall take my leave as well," Anakin turned to his son. The night's antics have left me drained. Where will you go?"
"Not far," Luke lowered his head. "I still have students to mind."
"The will of the Force is peculiar," Anakin said. Though they are far apart you can now reach both of them better than you ever could in life."
"Try as I did, I couldn't untangle our destiny from the Force."
Luke closed his eyes.
"No, I think the Skywalker saga still has one more chapter left to tell."