Alright, time for another chapter, time for more plot advancement, several hints are being dropped, as well as a couple of names, you'll see soon enough. And for the disclaimer, take it away Leia!
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Chapter 7: Stopping a Destroyer of Worlds
All eyes were on the two droids standing by the table projector in the main conference room. This was the piece of the map that would lead them to Luke Skywalker, or so Poe had been told. He only wished that Lor San Tekka was there to see this. The death of the old man weighed heavily on those who knew him. This was something they had lost valuable lives over. At Threepio's gesture, BB-8 opened a port on his side.
"Thank you BB-8," the protocol droid said politely as he reached in and removed the tiny device. Inserting the device, the holo-projector activated and a three dimensional map appeared above the table; stars, nebulae, and other stellar phenomena filling the room. Mara scanned the map, trying to make sense of it. The map didn't seem complete, though it did seem familiar. She couldn't place where she'd seen that kind of map before. A glance at her sister-in-law confirmed her initial thoughts, as did Threepio's solemn announcement. "General, while I have already completed a preliminary analysis, I'll inform you of my final determination only when I have finished comparing the information available in this map to that in our full database. There. I've finished. Unfortunately, I have to conclude that this map contains insufficient data with which to make a match to any system in our records."
From a corner, Han spoke up. "Told you."
Leia ignored him. "What a fool I was to think we could just find Luke and bring him back."
He moved toward her. "Leia…"
She growled at him. "Don't do that."
It stopped him cold. "Do what?"
Her voice was flat. "Be nice to me." Whirling, she stomped off. More than a little bewildered, he followed. Though he caught up to her easily, she didn't stop, nor did she look in his direction. "Hey, I'm here to help," he told her.
She continued to march forward, her gaze set straight ahead. "When did that ever help? And don't say the Death Star."
Frustrated, he stepped out in front of her to block her path. When he spoke again, his tone softened until he was almost pleading—as much as Han Solo was capable of pleading. "Will you just stop and listen to me for a minute? Please?"
The change in tone did more to placate her than anything else. She eyed him impatiently. "I'm listening, Han."
"I didn't plan on coming here," he explained. "I know whenever you look at me, you're reminded of him. So I stayed away."
She stared at him, shaking her head slowly. "That's what you think? That I don't want to be reminded of him, that I want to forget him? I want him back."
What could he say to that? What possible response could he give to a willful denial of reason? "He's gone, Leia. He was always drawn to the dark side. There was nothing we could've done to stop it, no matter how hard we tried." His final words were the hardest to get out. "There was too much Vader in him."
"That's why I wanted him to train with Luke," Leia said. "I just never should have sent him away. That's when I lost him. When I lost you both."
Han dipped his head. "We both had to deal with it in our own way." He shrugged. "I went back to the only thing I was ever good at."
"We both did," Leia admitted.
He met her eyes steadily. "We've lost our son, forever."
Leia bit her lower lip, refusing to concede. "No. It was Snoke."
Han drew back slightly, perplexed. "Snoke?"
She nodded. "He knew our child would be strong with the Force. That he was born with equal potential for good or evil."
"You knew this from the beginning? Why didn't you tell me?"
She sighed. "Many reasons. I was hoping that I was wrong, that it wasn't true. I hoped I could sway him, turn him away from the dark side, without having to involve you." A small smile appeared. "You had—you have—wonderful qualities, Han, but patience and understanding were never among them. I was afraid that your reactions would only drive him farther to the dark side. I thought I could shield him from Snoke's influence and you from what was happening." Her voice dropped. "It's clear now that I was wrong. Whether your involvement would have made a difference, we'll never know."
He had trouble believing what he was hearing. "So Snoke was watching our son."
"Always," she told him. "From the shadows, in the beginning, even before I realized what was happening, he was manipulating everything, pulling our son toward the dark side.
"But nothing's impossible, Han. Not even now, at this late time. I have this feeling that if anyone can save him—it's you."
He wanted to laugh derisively. If he did, he knew she might never speak to him again. "Me? No. If Luke couldn't reach him, with all his skills and training, how can I?"
She was nodding slowly. "Luke is a Jedi. But you're his father. There's still light in him. I know it."
Mara, meanwhile, stayed out of that unpleasant conversation and instead was studying the map intently, trying to place this nagging feeling that she'd seen this map before. It was there, somewhere in her memory, buried deep. Her thoughts were interrupted by Kat, who'd tapped her Master on the shoulder.
"You seem distant Master, do you know this map?" she asked. "I have about as much a clue as Threepio did."
Mara felt a flash of irritation as whatever it was that she had been about to remember was gone. She'd have to meditate on that later, though there were more pressing issues to deal with. "I think this might have been a part of the old Imperial Archives, because the Emperor loved to use these maps when I was still his Hand. I'm not sure which map it is though, and since we're here on D'Qar instead of Coruscant, I don't exactly have access to those files at the moment."
Katerina nodded. "I guess we'll be jumping to the old capital soon?"
"We have a weapon that can destroy entire star systems that is pointed right at us," Mara pointed out. "And reports have come in that the First Order knows about this base now, just like we now know about their ultimate weapon and where it's located. I think taking out that weapon is more important right now."
Kat took the admonishment in stride. "Understood Master."
"How's Noslen's shoulder?"
"Healing, but his movement will be limited for the next couple of days. A day in a healing trance should take care of any lingering problems."
Mara spared a glance towards the medbay, where Dan was chatting amicably with Chewbacca, grinning all the while as the Wookiee told him tales of the smuggler life. "Great."
"Excuse me, Master Skywalker?" It was the Lieutenant from earlier, Connix. "The war meeting is about to start and Leia would like to have to present.
"Of course." As the three woman walked off to their various seats in the main conference hall, a certain astromech droid was powering up several internal programs. While appearing dead to the outside world, the little blue and silver R2 unit was beginning several routines to process what it had heard. The map to his master was within Imperial records. Artoo began to send several wireless inquiries to Coruscant to receive a full data package of the Imperial records and once received, he began to process through several decades' worth of data. It would take a while, but he had been separated from his Master long enough.
Starkiller Base, Holding Cell
The complex restraining apparatus held Rey upright against an angled platform in the cell. She woke slowly. Disoriented, at first she thought she was alone. Her oversight was understandable, since the other person in the holding area did not move, did not make a sound, and at times scarcely seemed to breathe. Though startled by his unsettlingly silent presence, she took a moment to take stock of her surroundings. They were as different as could be imagined from her previous ones. The last thing she remembered was the confrontation in the forest on Takodana, the sounds of battle, and sending away the droid BB-8. That, and then the mind probe. The pain. Her efforts to shut it out, and the contemptuous ease with which her mental defenses had been brushed aside. Even now, there was a lingering ache at the back of her eyes. The forest was gone. So was Maz's castle. Bereft of a point of reference, she had no choice but to ask. "Where am I?"
"Does the physical location really matter so much?" In Kylo Ren's voice there was unexpected gentleness. Not quite sympathy, but something less than the hostility with which he had confronted her in the forest. "You're my guest." With an ease that was more frightening than any physical approach, he waved casually in her direction. A couple of clicks, and the restraints fell away from her arms. She tried to take the demonstration in stride as she rubbed her wrists. The last thing she wanted was for him to think he could intimidate her any more than he already had. Looking around the room, she confirmed that they were alone.
"Where are the others? The ones who were fighting with me?"
He sniffed disdainfully. "You mean the traitors, murderers, and thieves you call friends? Consider carefully now: I could easily tell you they were all killed, righteously slain in battle. But I would prefer to be honest with you from the beginning. You will be relieved to hear that as far as their current status and well-being is concerned, I have no idea."
She stared at him. Though at the moment he was calm, she could not escape the feeling that a wrong word, an unsatisfactory response, might set him off. Be very careful with this person, she told herself. He looked at her as if she had just spoken aloud. For all the chance she had of hiding her emotions from him, she realized, she might as well have voiced her thoughts.
"You still want to kill me," he murmured.
Her true self got the better of her and she replied tactlessly, despite the danger. "That happens when you're being hunted by a creature in a mask." Immediately Rey mentally kicked herself. Unkar Plutt had always warned her that her sharp tongue would get her into trouble. She had a moment to ponder his possible reaction and to fear it. But he did not do what she expected. Instead, he reached up, unlatched and removed his mask. She just stared at him in silence.
In itself the narrow face that looked back at her was not remarkable. It was almost sensitive. If not for the intensity of his gaze, Ren could have passed for someone she might have met on the dusty streets of Niima Outpost. But there was that gaze. That, and what lay simmering behind it. "Is it true?" he finally asked. "You're just a scavenger?" She didn't respond, and, perhaps sensing her embarrassment, he changed the subject. "Tell me about the droid."
She swallowed. This man was dangerous. She had to give him as little information as she could. "It's a BB unit with a selenium drive and a thermal hyperscan vindicator, internal self-correcting gyroscopic propulsion system, optics corrected to-"
"I am familiar with general droid technical specifications." He did not sound amused. "I don't need to acquire one: What I want is located in its memory. It's carrying a section of a transgalactic navigational chart. We have the rest, recovered from the archives of the Empire. We need the last piece. Somehow, you convinced the droid to show it to you. You. A simple, solitary scavenger from Jakku. How is that?" She looked away. How did he know that? By the same means he had used to learn everything else?
"I know you've seen the map," he repeated. "It's what I need. At the moment, it is all that I need." When she maintained her silence, he almost sighed. "I can take whatever I want."
Her muscles tightened. Rey did not like where this was going. Still, she had to put up a front. "Then you don't need me to tell you anything."
"True." He rose, resigned. "I would have preferred to avoid this. Despite what you may believe, it gives me no pleasure. I will go as easily as possible—but I will take what I need."
She knew that trying to resist him physically would not only be useless but would likely result in unpleasantness of a kind she preferred not to imagine. So she remained motionless and silent, her arms at her sides, as his hand rose toward her face. He touched her again, as he had in the forest on Takodana. And hesitated. What was that? Something there. Something unexpected. As she strained to resist the probe, he pushed into her, brushing aside her awkward attempts to keep him out. While he investigated her mind, he spoke softly.
"You've been so lonely," he murmured as he searched for what he needed. "So afraid to leave." A thin smile crossed his face. "At night, desperate to sleep, you'd imagine an ocean. I can see it…I can see the island."
Tears were streaming down her face from the effort she was making to withstand him. Her soul was being laid bare to this man, this creature of darkness. She didn't know the world he was talking about, but it was a place she constantly visited in her dreams. Increasingly desperate, she did try to strike out. But just as on Takodana, her body refused to respond. "And Han Solo," Ren continued relentlessly. "He feels like the father you never had. A dead end, that vision. Let it go. I can tell you for a fact he would have disappointed you."
All the rage and terror bottled up inside her came out as she turned to meet his stare. "Get! Out! Of! My! Head!."
It only made him lean in closer, enhancing her feeling of complete helplessness. "Rey, you've seen the map. It's in there. And I am going to take it. Don't be afraid."
Where the strength to defy him came from she did not know, but if anything, her voice grew a little stronger. She would fight him with all she had, even if she didn't know what she had anymore. "I'm not giving you anything."
His response reflected his unconcern. "We'll see."
Narrowing his gaze and his focus, he locked eyes with her. She met his stare without trying to look away. She should have looked away. It would have been the rational thing to do. The sane thing to do. Instead, she just glared, trying not to flinch, not to blink. Ah, he thought to himself. Something there, of interest. Not the image of the map. That would take another moment. But definitely something worth investigating. He shifted his perception toward it, seeking to identify, to analyze, to—
The barrier he encountered stopped him cold. And it was he, Kylo Ren, who blinked. It made no sense. He pushed, hard, with his mind—and the probe went nowhere. Instead, in attacking her mind, he had left himself wide open for the probe to be turned back on him. He hadn't expected her to do that! She was just a Jakku scavenger!
A look of amazement replaced the fear on Rey's face as she discovered herself inside his mind. Stunned at the realization, she found herself inexorably drawn to—to…
"You," she heard herself saying clearly, "you're afraid. That you will never be as strong as—Darth Vader!" There was a tremor in the Force, one that was felt across the galaxy by those well attuned to it.
Luke Skywalker felt it on Ahch-to, turning his gaze from the tombstone skywards. "If that's who I think it is Mara, then she'll be coming here soon enough." With that, he resumed his silent vigil.
Supreme Leader Snoke felt it in his hidden cruiser. It was a mobile base, one to keep him always on the move so that the New Republic and the Resistance would never find him. He growled. "So, the Force has awakened this new opportunity. Let's see what my Knight has to say about it."
Kylo Ren's hand pulled sharply away from her cheek as if her skin had suddenly turned white-hot. Confused, rattled, he stumbled back from her. Her gaze followed him. Her eyes were the same, but something else had changed—something behind them, in her stare and in her posture. He moved to leave and, at the last moment, gestured powerfully in her direction. The restraints that had held her wrists snapped back into place, once again securing her to the inclined platform. Then he once again donned his mask and was gone. In the corridor, a stunned Ren found that he was breathing hard. That in and of itself was unsettling. He did not know what had just transpired in the holding cell and, not knowing, was left uncertain how to proceed. He was spared further bewilderment when a trooper appeared, coming toward him. Straightening, Ren gathered himself.
The trooper halted. His evident discomfort at having to speak to Ren bolstered his superior's shaken persona. "Sir! The Supreme Leader has requested your presence." Ren nodded and headed off in the necessary direction, accompanied by the trooper. The latter did not pay any attention when the tall figure he was escorting looked back over his shoulder.
In the holding cell, Rey relaxed against the platform. That she could relax at all was significant in itself. Something of great consequence had just taken place. How and what, she did not know. She had no clue where she'd come up with Darth Vader like that. Even in her present situation she felt encouraged, though why that should be she was still uncertain. One thing was clear. She was going to be given time to think about it.
Aleemian System, Resistance Base on D'Qar
Mara jolted as she felt the tremor in the Force. It wasn't like the wave of death and destruction that she had felt when the Hosnian system had been destroyed. This was more of an awakening, and it felt familiar to her. This person was powerful in the Force, and whoever it was, they had just begun to tap into that power. It didn't feel particularly attuned to the light or dark side, more like someone who had never heard of the Force before. And yet, she felt something, something similar to what she hadn't felt since she'd left Coruscant in her own dimension with two apprentices to enact the last of their Trials.
The word left her mouth before she could stop herself. "Ben?!" She didn't know why she'd uttered her son's name like that. The Force still echoed with the ripples of the tremor, and somehow they reminded her of her son. It brought the war council to a temporary halt, as Leia winced audibly as she heard her son's name, which caused Finn to stop explaining about this Starkiller Base. The pain on her face was a cold reminder to Mara's new reality. "Sorry Leia, my son, not yours."
"Wait, you have a son?!" Finn asked abruptly. He wasn't sure if he could deal with Jedi children.
"Yep," Mara said solemnly, obviously distracted. "A long time ago in a galaxy far far away." Those in the know about Mara's situation had a half-smile on their face, while the rest seemed confused. "Don't worry about me, just tell us if there's a weakness to this new Death Star."
Poe's expression tightened as he took the lead. "I wish that were the case, Master Skywalker. But in analyzing everything Finn has told us and coupling that with the information we have been able to gather, this is what we are facing." He waved a hand over a nearby control. An image of the Death Star appeared beside that of the frozen world. "This was the Death Star," the pilot observed. Another control and the image shrank, down to near nothing, until it was a small sphere beside the cold planet. "This is what Finn tells us is called Starkiller Base." Mara kept a small part of her conscious mind towards the conversation, but she was mostly focused inwards. Starkiller Base. The name rang a bell, also harkening back to her days as the Emperor's Hand. Then she remembered, project Starkiller, a secret project by Vader to try and overthrow the Emperor back in the early days of the Rebellion. She couldn't remember the details, but obviously someone in that First Order did. It was an aptly named base.
Leia stared at the unpleasant imagery. If not for the harsh fact that tens of millions of deaths were involved, the side-by-side comparisons would have been laughable. Once more, memories of the destruction of Alderaan flooded back and once more she had to force them aside. "How can they power a weapon of such magnitude?" she asked.
"They use the nearby star as a fuel source," Finn explained, pointing at the image of the base. "General Hux told us it's the most powerful weapon ever built. He said that it can reach halfway across the galaxy." Fresh murmurs of disbelief greeted this latest assertion. "And in real time. Because it doesn't reach across the galaxy; it reaches through it." He shook his head, which was starting to hurt from the effort of trying to explain what he had overheard but did not understand.
Han Solo understood, all right. Understood what had to be done. "Okay, so it's impossible, and it's big. How do we blow it up?" The attention in the room shifted to him. His expression was knowing. "I don't care how big it is; there's always a way to do that." Having cut through the science, he waited for suggestions. None were forthcoming.
"We have to wait until the technical staff have run their detailed analysis," Admiral Ackbar growled. "Then, once they've done that-"
Leia cut him off. Han grinned, but not so she could see it. She was good at cutting people off, he knew that all too well. "We don't have time to wait on analyses and scientific hypotheses. Han's right. We have to act, and act now." He eyed her in surprise. "This is the moment that counts," she continued. "Everything we've ever fought for is at stake. We can't wait on theories. We need something, anything, so we can fight back!" She straightened. "We have to take this weapon down before it can be used again."
It was not surprising to her that it was Admiral Statura, the most senior officer in the room with an actual scientific background, who finally put forth a notion. "I can't prove this, but for this amount of power to be restrained until such time as it is released, or fired, there has to be some new, advanced kind of containment field." He nodded toward Finn. "Our friend here confirms as much. The question is: What kind of field?"
"I heard that it involved the planet's own magnetic field," Finn told him, "and something more."
"Yes, yes." Statura was deep in thought. "A planetary magnetic field, even a strong one, would not be enough to contain the amount of energy that we have seen deployed. Also as you say, Finn, there is more involved. I am thinking some kind of oscillating field. If it oscillates rapidly enough, much less energy would be required to sustain it than if it was maintained at a steady state."
"I don't know about stuff like that." Finn leaned into the holographic map and enlarged a section of planetary surface until a massive hexagonal structure came into view. "But this is where the containment and oscillation field control system is located."
Statura was most pleased. "Excellent, Finn!" The admiral's gaze traveled around the circle of colleagues. "But disabling this, while a relatively straightforward proposition, would not necessarily destroy the weapon—only render it temporarily unusable until the control system could be rebuilt."
"We'd likely get only one shot at it," Poe put in. "What Admiral Ackbar said about keeping it secret would only work as long as its location remains unknown. Once the First Order realizes that we know where it is, they'd throw everything they've got into defending it with ships, mobile stations, and long-range detectors. We might never get close to it again."
Leia nodded agreement. "Then our first attack must succeed." She looked across at Statura. "Where do you recommend we strike, Admiral?"
"Assuming for the moment that my hurried supposition is reasonably correct, the weapon would be at its most vulnerable when, as it were, it is fully loaded." Once again he regarded the others. "If the containment field oscillator were somehow destroyed at that moment, it would release the accumulated energy not in a line of fire, but throughout the planetary core where it is being held. If it did not result in the complete destruction of the base, at the very least it would permanently cripple the weapon."
His flare of white hair and beard giving him the look of a prophet, Major Ematt spoke up. "Maybe even the entire planet on which it's based."
As the discussion continued, an officer appeared and handed Leia a readout. She studied it intently as the debate swirled around her.
"None of this is possible," a downcast Ackbar postulated. "While the planet in question may at present be deliberately underdefended, the instant we move forces out of hiding and in its direction, the First Order will realize that we know the location of the weapon. They will mobilize everything in the vicinity to protect it. Their fleet is too large for us to fight our way through. Additionally, despite what Poe theorizes, I would wager they must already have at least a minimal planetary shield in place. Plainly, they can access the energy to support such a defense." He looked at Finn, whose reply was not encouraging.
"Yes, such a shield does exist."
"The situation could not be worse," C-3PO groaned.
Raising a hand for attention, Leia held up the readout. "According to this, we don't have time to study the situation even if we decided to do so. Our team has detected an enormous quantity of energy surging toward the world Finn has identified for us. That can only mean one thing." She paused for emphasis. "They're loading the weapon again. I think we can all take a good guess as to what their next target will be."
C-3PO lowered his golden head in despair. "I was wrong. It can be worse. It can always be worse." Hearing this, Mara came out of her reverie, and began to pay full attention to her surroundings. This awakening in the Force that she had felt could wait. After all, she wouldn't be able to figure out what caused it if she was dead from this superweapon.
Seeing the downcast expressions of those around him, Poe reached out and indicated the containment control structure. "They may raise their shields, but if we can find a way past them, we can and will hit that oscillator with everything we've got."
Han grinned broadly. "I like this guy."
Mara was skeptical, as getting by a planetary shield was no easy task. "So how are we supposed to get past these shields to attack?"
Han was not so easily discouraged. "Okay, so first we disable the shields." He turned to Finn. "Kid, you worked there. Whatcha got?"
Finn's eyes slowly widened as he thought back. "I can do it. Shut down their shields. I—" He was nodding vigorously, as much to himself as to the others. "I know where the relevant controls are located." Realization dampened some of his initial enthusiasm. "But I need to be there, of course. On the planet, with access to the location."
"I'll get you there." Mara knew that dangerous gleam in Han's eye.
Gazing at Han, Leia saw something that had been absent from her life for a long, long time: Solo bravado. "Han, how?"
He grinned broadly at her. She had missed that, too, she realized. "If I told you, you wouldn't like it."
"Don't worry Leia, it's just another suicide run that he's going to somehow survive with both him and the Falcon mostly intact," Mara said nonchalantly, "And all thanks to that Solo luck."
An energized Poe took over. "All right, so we disable their shields, take out the containment oscillation controls, and destroy their big gun. Even if it can fire halfway across the galaxy and it's too big for us to destroy, we can make sure it blows itself to pieces. Sounds like a plan. Let's move!" With that, the meeting was adjourned, Leia beginning the preparations for the assault. Mara confronted Han as he got up.
"Hey, flyboy, you wanna tell me how you're going to get past the shields?"
Han brushed her off. "No, not really."
Mara got in his way. "Listen Han, this little stealth mission of yours to take out the shields, you're gonna need backup, more than just Chewie and an ex-trooper."
"I've gotten out of worse situations without the ex-trooper," Han shot back, "Remind me to tell you about how we caught that third rathtar on Trillia Three."
It took Mara three whole seconds for all of Han's words to sink in. "Hold up, rathtars?!" Han simply grinned.
Hoo boy, Captain Solo has some explaining to do. We have our first sight of Rey, who's literal Force awakening (at least that's how it felt to me when she pulled out the mind trick out of nowhere later) had ripples that caused some curious reactions from some certain people, I'm sure you all can guess where I'm going with it. Next chapter it's off to the base for some stealthy shenanigans.
Response to Guest Reviews (In order with which they reviewed)
Guest: It's entirely debatable over which Han suffered more, the one who lost his best friend and son as they died as heroes, or the Han who had his son live long enough to become the villain. I respect your opinion, though given that Han abandoned the New Republic after Ben turned dark, going back to smuggling (and losing the Falcon!), well, it's tough to say which one suffered more.
Guest: You just had to bring that up…kriffin spoilers, lol
Guest (can't somebody come up with an interesting guest name?): Oooo, boy, Mara meeting Kylo is something you will not want to miss.
Guest: I'm well aware of all the hints and the looks and all the signs that point towards Rey Skywalker. However, in staying loyal with the movie, I'm keeping this Rey's official parentage under wraps until the moment is right. So I will neither confirm nor deny your allegations about the parallels between Rey and the official Skywalker line, lol
Guest (seriously, can't someone come up with some name other than the same old guest stuff?): 1) As of this point, Mara has not seen a Skywalker kill another nor would she expect something like that, so why would she warn Han to stay away from a dark-sider, even if it's his son, when it's kinda common sense to stay away from someone like that. Yes, she'll be a part of the rescue team, as will Kat (Noslen's injured thanks to Kylo's interference during the battle of Takodana), but what role will they play during the mission? You'll have to find out.
2) I honestly don't know, but from what I've read of the old canon, Yoda and Kenobi both realized that the old Order had stagnated, which was partially why Palpatine managed to take over, so Luke was allowed to let the Order evolve (hence why he relaxed the rule on having families), so they were accepting of the New Order, so I'll be basing Luke off the old canon (at least until the poodoo hit the fan and the Jedi were massacred) for his New Jedi Order in this. At least until episode 8 comes out.
3) That will show up at some point, where exactly I'm not sure, but when the moment is right, you'll know
4) You'll have to wait and see for when that event takes place.
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Until the next chapter my friends!
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