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ivylupin · 5 years ago

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So, It was supposed to be SMALL but instead of Yoda, I made Chewbacca

The Rise of Skywalker completely removes any and all character development from Rey that Rian gave her in The Last Jedi. In an attempt to give it back, I accidentally rewrote the entire movie, and have since screwed myself over in a larger fanfiction I’ve been writing for years now. So here’s this one, and I’m going to go cry in a corner now because I don’t know what else to do.

General Hux is still the Mole in the First Order. He doesn’t have an allegiance to anything except power, and with Kylo Ren in the way, he is being blocked from his real goal; Supreme Leader of the First Order. He had been willing to bow to Snoke, because Snoke had real power, and wasn’t a whiny brat like Kylo had been. But that is what happens when you give a young boy delusions of grandeur.

Hux started slipping the Resistance several pieces of good intel, giving them troop movements, small plans and even warnings of technology in the works until they trusted his information blindly. Once, he had almost been caught, but he had convinced Pryde that he wasn’t a traitor. Pryde almost killed him, but realised that working with Hux, the two of them could spell the end of the Resistance, and leave the First Order victorious.

Hux warns the Resistance that a battalion of Stormtroopers are going to attack a planet back in the Alderaanian system. He warns that it’s going to be a ground invasion because the planet has shields, and that the attack was going to be in a few weeks time. The resistance rushes to get there first to set up base.

In their rush, many fail to notice that the planet is deserted. It was as abandoned as Crait had been. No sentient life forms, only sparse wildlife, but the Resistance believed in their intel, and as General Leia was from Alderaan, they wanted to protect the system from First Order interference. The first order couldn’t be allowed to use this planet as a stepping stone into taking over, or even destroying another Alderaanian planet.

With this being so close to after Crait, Rey still doesn’t have a saber, so she takes a blaster and with Finn, makes herself useful as Leia’s guard. Leia, being personally involved in the outcome of this battle, is leading the protection, and isn’t hidden away giving orders. She is on the front lines.

Halfway through the battle, Rey and Finn are spread out, keeping an eye on the Stormtroopers. A gut feeling (the force, moron) creeps up through Finn’s system as he studies the troopers and their movements. They were still too green to be running a full scale invasion like this. Something was horribly wrong. He turned to call out to Rey or Leia, when the unthinkable happened.

An ATAT fires down on the spot Rey is guarding Leia. Leia Force-Shoves Rey out of the way of the blast, taking the full force of it, much like Luke did back on Crait only a few weeks ago.

Ben chooses the worst possible time to Force-Call Rey. She feels the connection just as Leia shoves her away from the blast. Rey and Ben watch together as Leia takes a full hit from an ATAT. Ben falls to his knees as he watches his mother fall. Rey rushes to her side, trying to catch her before she falls to the ground.

“You have to lead the resistance now, Rey. You are our New Hope. You must be the spark that keeps the fight going. Be strong my Children,” Leia looks over Rey’s shoulder and sees Ben kneeling there and reaches a hand out, almost as if welcoming him home.

Despite the raging noise of the battle, Rey and Ben only heard silence as Leia went still.

In Ben’s chambers, his things flew around the room as he shoved out with the Force without thinking. His face became a mask of pain and fury, even though he had no real thing to be angry at.

In the middle of the battle, Rey and Leia were surrounded by floating, flying rocks and pieces of shrapnel as Rey let out a violent, pain filled scream of rage and loss. Her emotions pulled the Force around them and caused them to float upward, above the battle as things flew around them, hitting First Order and Resistance alike.

“Mom? Mom?! Mom!” Ben Solo shouts out, screaming his pain for anyone to hear, Resistance and First Order alike. Those that could feel the Force felt a premonition of pain for whoever caused Leia’s death. The resistance knew the pain of losing a mother, child, son, father or partner. Many had lost family to the First Order and that was why they fought.

“Rey! Rey, this isn’t the way! This isn’t what Leia would have wanted!” Finn shouted, strangely untouched by the carnage of Rey’s fury. “Rey!”

Rey looked down at Finn, her face cold and stoic despite the tears rolling down her cheeks. Her eyes had a strange, almost frightening yellow tint to them, promising pain and vengeance against the First Order. “Rose, get Poe and get everyone out of here. Have Chewie wait for us.”

“Rey, please! This isn’t what we do. We have to pull back, get out of here before we lose anymore people. You’re our leader now, please! Come back to us.”

Gently, slowly, Rey floated back down, crying into Leia’s shoulder as she mourned. As she sat back on the ground, she looked over at Ben and saw his face much the same as hers. “I’ll come for you soon. Meet me on Crait. You deserve to be at her celebration.”

Finn and Chewie practically carried Rey and Leia back to the Falcon, where Rey eventually passed out, still clutching Leia’s hand.

“Prepare my ship!” Kylo Ren snarled at the the two closest Stormtroopers just outside his chambers. His sadness had masked itself as Fury, sending troops and others scattering away from his rage. It suited him just fine. He returned to his room and forced himself to breathe. If he went to the Resistance like this, they would kill him on the spot, and he wouldn’t be able to chase down the traitor that had orchestrated the attack. Something was wrong, he could feel it within the Force.

Rey stood as still as a statue as a Tie Fighter landed meters from her on Crait. Her hair was down, limp and lifeless, even as it blew in the wind from Ren’s ship.

Ben disembarked his ship and studied Rey. She looked as if she hadn’t slept in the three days it had been since the battle. Her hands were bruised, and badly wrapped to stop the bleeding.

Rey studied Ren as he stepped out of the Tie Fighter. Instead of his usual black garb, he’s wearing deep blues and a silver-grey. Traditional Alderaanian Mourning colors. His long hair holds intricate, complicated braids that Rey couldn’t comprehend. Another Alderaan tradition that Leia had taught her son.

“Rey...” Ben hesitates, wondering if she would even accept his sorrow. Unbidden, tears roll down the scavengers cheeks, and Ben moves to gently wipe them away. “Come, let’s go.”

Instead of Rey leading the way, Ben ushers her into the Falcon, where he sees Chewbacca for the first time since he killed Han Solo. Pain lances through the boy as he stares at the Wookie. Chewbacca lets out a soft, sorrowful sound, causing Ben to slump in relief. While Chewie would never forgive Ben for what he did, he wouldn’t retaliate. Not now that Leia was gone too. “Let’s get you cleaned up, Rey. Chewie? Take us home.”

Ben ushers Rey into the captain’s chambers on the Falcon, and practically drops her into the refresher. BB-8, in turn pushes the boy back out and rolls in to force Rey into motion. Ben takes over again once the girl is thoroughly cleaned and at least decently covered.

When the Falcon lands, those who were closest to Leia greeted them. The still silent and sullen Rey, and the subdued Ben were not what people were expecting. Seeing them both in the Alderaan Mourning colors and braids sent home why they were all gathered there that day.

Maz led the service, having spent a few hundred years on Alderaan. As was traditional, the children of the deceased lit the pyre. Ben carefully lead Rey up and accepted the two torches Maz and Chewie were holding out. Standing at her head and feet, Rey and Ben gently lit the fire, letting the tears roll unimpeded.

After the pyre was lit, it became a celebration of Leia’s life. Stories were told about Leia from the first war. Chewie told of the Ewoks, and how they adopted Leia, before trying to serve Han and Luke up for dinner in honor of C3PO. Poe told of how Leia had accepted him into the resistance, even with his criminal past.

Ben hesitantly told the story about how his mother had taught him all about Alderaan, hoping the people would live on through him. He described the different braids they would wear, and sadly told them about why he never had braided his hair until now.

Rey spoke about how after Han died, Leia embraced her like a daughter, and how it was at that moment, Rey knew the Resistance was her family. The first one she had ever known. As she spoke, she reached out and took Ben’s hand. He held it gently, as if afraid she would take it back.

“Where did the intel come from?” Rey asked quietly after the celebration had died down. There were only a few left, mostly those closest to Leia in the resistance. “I know we had a mole in the First Order, did they give us the information?”

“It couldn’t have been. That was an abandoned Alderaan Moon. The first order had been using it to train troop movements for years,” Ben said, frowning. For many, it was the first emotion he had shown them.

“Who would have known about the training then?” Finn demanded. He had a bad feeling in his gut, the same one he’d had at the battle.

“I knew, General Hux, and General Pryde,” Ben said, thinking hard about what it had to mean. “Hux was the only one, except for me that knew about all the incursions the resistance appeared at. It had to be him.”

“Hux would never give up the First Order,” Maz said, staring beyond the fire they were sitting around, looking beyond the base and past the trees. She saw something that they were missing. “But he would betray you.”

“Hux only wanted power. He wasn’t always a general. When I was younger, I remember him being there, supervising the training of the younglings. He took the one with the most promise under his personal tutelage. Phasma.”

“The one you killed?” Rose asked, looking across the fire at Finn. His eyes looked haunted.

“She became his right hand,” Ben said, rage growing in his eyes. He stood up and started pacing, coming to conclusions faster than he wanted to. None were good. “Alderaan was mom’s home. Even though the Empire destroyed it, Mom wouldn’t have let anything else happen to it’s system. A raid on the Alderaanian System would immediately mean Resistance fighters, led by her. It was a trap?”

Rey had stood with him and tried to follow his thoughts, tried to understand his conclusions. But he was thinking, moving and talking too fast for many of them to follow. Finn though, Finn was nodding along.

Faster than people could react, Ben spun and grabbed Rey’s blaster from her thigh before violently throwing his saber high and far, over the Klossian Forest. Three consecutive blasts caused the saber to explode violently.

“Consider that my resignation from the First Order,” Ben snarled. He threw down the blaster and stormed off, the force radiating off of him in waves of agony.

Finn was the first one to approach the sullen Ben Solo. His braids had fallen into disarray and the area around him had been destroyed. “So what’s the plan, Solo?”

Ben turned on instinct, his hand outstretched as if to throw or attack Finn, but nothing comes of it. Finn stays, standing stoically, as if he shouted at the ex-Supreme Leader every day. “You and I know the First Order best. How do we take them down?”

Behind Finn, Poe, Rose, Maz, Chewie and Rey stood, looking ready to take on the first order with their bare hands.

First we recover. The Resistance had taken a hit with their supporters when it was discovered Leia was dead. They needed that support back. Poe, Finn, Rose and Chewie took the Falcon out to the different systems and found those that would support them. Engineers, dreamers, thieves, believers. Those who knew Han, Luke, or Leia personally. The resistance rebuilt their ships. X-Wings, A-Wings, B-Wings. Bombers, command ships. What they couldn’t build, Ben called in favors and got for them. A few First Order members were only loyal to Kylo Ren, and they followed him to the resistance.

Then we remind the First Order that we aren’t gone. General Hux was now the Supreme Leader. With Ben Solo gone for weeks, he had been declared dead - they wouldn’t risk labelling him a traitor, just so they were spared if he returned. “General Leia Organa is dead!” Hux shouted down at his troops. “The Supreme Leader is Dead!” The troops shouted back, cheering the hit to the resistance, and the new Supreme Leader. Before Hux could continue, the world around them exploded.

X-Wing fighters, bombers, and the Millenium Falcon pulled out of lightspeed on top of the First Order base, dropped all of their explosives, fired as much as they could, and then vanished again, before the Tie Fighters could even be released. The First Order lost an entire battalion of troopers, and the Resistance hadn’t even gotten a scratch.

We remind the Galaxy that we are still fighting for them. Whispers spread through the galaxy, faster than they had at the end of the first war. Spread by careful resistance fighters, reckless spice runners, and hopeful senators in Republic City. “Rey and Ben Solo have picked up Leia’s torch. The Resistance lives on in them.”

Ben and Chewie disappear for days at a time, not telling anyone what they’re looking for, nor asking questions. Each time they return, Rey sees less and less of Kylo Ren, and more and more of Ben Solo. The same Ben Solo she saw that night in the hut on Ach-To.

“Finn!” Ben Solo had become the quiet planner of the resistance. He rarely spoke, letting Chewie, Poe, Finn and Rey take the lead. Hearing him shout out across the complex saw heads turning, surprise and confusion running across every expression. Seeing him almost beaming, his hair braided back, screaming hope for everyone to see saw the hope in them swell. Everyone with a connection to the Force could feel it. Finn was nearly drowning in it.

Ben and Chewie had laid out dozens and dozens of crystals in a small building off to the side of a disused landing strip. Different shapes, sizes, and even colors sparkled in the low lighting. “What is this?”

“For millennia, Jedi and Sith alike have created their own sabers. Choosing their crystals and designing their hilts, allowing the force to flow through them and into the blade, making each saber as unique as the person wielding it.”

“I’m not a Jedi,” Finn protested, shaking his head.

“Neither was my mother,” Ben said, pulling out a saber. It had the name Leia scraped into a piece of scrap metal, just under the braided leather hilt. It was Alderaanian Leather, and the braid was a symbol for protection. “You only have to have a connection to the force for it to flow through you. I’ve seen the Force react to you. You can do this. Just close your eyes and meditate. Breathe, let her flow through you.”

Finn had chosen a Permafrost Crystal from the Planet of Hoth, where the rebellion had stayed during the first war. His blade came out an icy blue and left the Force Sensitive feeling cold all the way to their bones. The Jedi’s Sacred Texts called him a Jedi Guardian, saying those with blue blades used the Force on a Physical Level.

His hilt had metal that came from StarKiller Base and a piece from Jakku. “The start of my new journey,” Finn said. He wrapped the hilt in leather, similar to Leia’s, and also scratched something into the metal. 2187. “Sometimes, the past is worth holding on to, it is a lesson for the future.”

Ben was drawn to a bronze colored crystal that later, Maz identified as one called “Heart of the Guardian” his blade was a bold yellow, that of the Jedi Sentinels, and had a darker bronze radiance. Maz said that a prophesy of the ancient Jedi Order claimed that this crystal would appear at the time of greatest turmoil and help in bringing the galaxy to salvation. However, the Sith also believed it would be the crystal to give them dominion over known space. “Conflict, and Peace.”

He created the hilt from a piece of the Falcon, and melted down jewelry from his mother’s collection. It created a two tone hilt, of silver and gold, again, showing two sides to Ben. Him, and Kylo Ren. He accepted that he could never truly be just one or the other, both were there.

Rey’s meditation took her in a different direction. She collected the crystal pieces from Ben’s destroyed light saber, and the crystal from Luke’s. She meditated on them, removing the previous emotions from them and connecting them to her. Ben’s old crystal split perfectly in two, as did Luke’s, giving Rey the inspiration for her two sabers.

Ben’s crystal created a stable blade of yellow - the same shade as Ben’s, calling her a sentinel as well. Luke’s crystal gave the blades a silver aura, showing Rey’s purity of heart and spirit. She had a pure connection to the force, untainted by light or dark. She understood, deep down, that the force wasn’t good or evil, it just was.

The hilt was made from her staff, and the leather binding of one of the Jedi Texts. It was a pitch black hilt that seemed to absorb light, encased in a pure white leather wrapping that seemed to defy stains. Etched underneath the leather, where no one would see it, was simply ‘no one’ in Ben’s careful calligraphy. Only he and Finn knew of the inscription. And only her and Ben knew of it’s meaning. Her parents had been no one special, they weren’t royalty, they weren’t rich, they might not have even been drunks, they were just no one, but that was okay. She didn’t need a family name - the Resistance was her family. The force had told her that one day, she would have a family name. She would one day take Ben’s, in Republic City, after there was peace.

The three had taken a week to meditate and create their sabers. While they stayed sequestered away, General Poe Dameron led the resistance in small, guerilla style raids against the First Order, gathering intelligence, weapons, and striking them down as best as they could. Commander Rose Tico led groups to tear up cities that profited off of slavery, abuse, and war. The Resistance would bring peace and prosperity to the Galaxy, they would make sure of it.

Chewie reconnected with Lando Casterillain and took the Falcon out to rally more support throughout the outer and mid rims. People flocked to their cause and their banner, slowly starting to rise up against the First Order and their Tyranny. Maz reached out to her friends and allies, bringing in refugees and families that had been torn apart by war. She would shelter anyone who wanted to stay out of the fight.

Supreme Leader Hux and General Pryde searched after Sith Myths, needing any advantage to destroy the rumored three Jedi Knights that were coming after the Sith-less First Order. They had the Knights of Ren, and while they were force-sensitive, they weren’t enough to take on three Jedi Masters and a fully armed resistance.

Pryde inspects the Death Star wreckage and finds a Sith Wayfinder, leading them to Exegol. The leaders of the First Order wonder if that could be the shift they need to finally destroy the Resistance.

Ben and Rey teach Finn all they know about the Force and being a Jedi or a Sith. The two were very similar, despite being in opposite directions. Ben taught Rey some of his tricks, and Rey teaches them about what she’d learned from the Force. How to pass on Life-Force to save someone or something from an injury. How to heal, and how to throw crystalized force energy around. When she first summoned lightning, Ben wondered if she’d had any relation to Emperor Palpatine, but quickly discarded the thought.

They feel it while running the training course. Flashes of the planet sear themselves into the minds of the three. Sith monuments, terrifyingly similar to the ring Snoke once wore, and had promised to Kylo Ren after he’d completed his training. “I know where we have to go.”

Rey and Poe went to Mustafar in the Falcon (bickering the entire way about lightspeed skipping) and found the second Wayfinder. After they returned, the Resistance rallied all they could, and set after the Resistance Leaders, determined to end the war.

Rose and R2D2 flew after Poe and BB-8 and pulled fire off of the three Jedi as they stormed the Command Ship on foot. Rey and Ben had laughed after they saw R2D2 practically adopt Rose Tico after the battle at Crait. Once the majority of the resistance arrived, the focus became keeping the Final Order Fleet grounded, where they couldn’t put shields up. The Navigation System was on the Command Ship so it became Finn’s job, while Ben and Rey fought off the Knights of Ren.

The fight was reminiscent of the fight against the praetor guards in Snoke’s throne room, Rey and Ben fighting back to back, but this one was different. Instead of good and evil fighting against one enemy, instead of black and white against red, the three Jedi wore the same blues and silvers Ben and Rey wore at Leia’s funeral. They wore the Mourning colors of Alderaan and the braids saved for the Celebration of Life.

Supreme Leader Hux, General Pryde, and several other high ranking members of the First Order were captured and taken to Republic City to sit before the United Galactic Senate for trial. Their crimes were genocide, terrorism, and they were sentanced to life on a mining colony moon. They would die there, along with many of their beliefs.

On Republic City, Ben lead Rey to where the Jedi Council had met, what seemed like lifetimes ago. Finn was the first to notice that they were not alone.

Master Yoda, Mace Windu, Ashoka Tano, Anakin Skywalker, Luke and Leia, Obi-Wan Kenobi, and even Qui-Gon were standing there, watching the three new Jedi. Even more were standing behind them, watching to see what would happen. Rey reacted first, easily flying into a rage at seeing Luke Skywalker again.

“We will do this our way, not yours. We will recreate the Jedi Order, specifically remembering those like Ben and Anakin, those who may have doubts or temptations to stray from the path of peace we want to create,” Rey snarled, her grip on her saber only being impeded by Ben’s careful grip on her arm. “There is no Dark side or light side of the Force. There is just She, the Force, the giver and bringer of life and death. We do not call death our enemy, so why should we consider the Force thus? The Sith are not our only enemy in the Galaxy, so why do we believe this? As Jedi, it is our job to protect the people, all people, from those who would do harm. Even if that means looking to the Dark Side for answers.”

Rey’s hands sparked with electricity, the Pure Force Energy she had used to destroy Exegol after the resistance left. Anakin looked at her sharply, concerned that she was being led down a path he had once followed. Ben gently took her sparking hand and held it within his own, calming some of her rage.

“People draw strength from those they love. We will not forbid emotions, rather encourage people to work with and through them,” Ben took over, drawing Rey closer to his side. It would do her no good to attack the Force Ghosts. “My grandfather began to turn when he was told to ignore the warnings of danger to his mother, and then he had to watch her die because he was too late. Again, the Jedi Order instructed him to ignore the warnings of the Force, foretelling a death of a loved one, and he turned to the only person willing to listen, willing to help and provide hope.”

“Emperor Palpatine,” Finn said, stepping forward. “I was a StormTrooper, taken from a family that most likely loved me, in order to be brainwashed and commanded to kill without discrimination. The new Jedi Order will be a family, one that cares for and helps those that need it. Especially loved ones. We will do our duties, and we will protect those that need it, and then we will come home to our loved ones and our families.”

“We are not our enemy. We answer rage with wisdom. We answer fear with creativity. We answer war with hope,” Rey said, looking at Leia. It was a part of her speech once, when she was working to recover any lost part of Alderaan. Leia looked between her and Ben, smiling. “And we are, each of us, important. And whatever happens, I bow to all of you, and to our future,” Leia finished, bowing to the three Jedi. Obi-Wan was second to move, followed by his master, Qui-Gon. Anakin bowed, letting his hair fall into his face, hiding the proud smile he held. Luke was the last to move, still unsure about allowing Ben to be considered a Jedi Knight. Ben saw his hesitation.

“We are a Dyad in the Force, Master Luke. The two that are one to be whole within the force. We keep each other balanced, and with that, we keep the balance of the force.” Luke finally bowed, before the ghosts of the past vanished, leaving only room for the future.

“So what now?” Finn asked, clipping his saber on his belt. They looked around the chamber and glanced at each other, wondering what to do now.

“Send out the word. The Jedi Knights have returned. Any wishing to study the ways of the force are welcome. Any willing to help keep the peace are encouraged. And those who wish to destroy the peace generations of my family have fought for, will be removed,” Ben said, staring out the window.

“We will recover. We will remind the Galaxy who we are, and what we stand for, and then we will show them,” Rey said, taking Ben’s hand. “We will explore the unknown regions, and make alliances with everyone we can. We will settle disputes and quell the rages of war. With the New Galactic Senate, we will create an era of peace.”

Finn put his hand on Ben’s shoulder, standing just behind him, clearly marking him as the Leader of the New Jedi Council. “We can send out those who know, and we will take in those that are Force-Sensitive, and bring them here to study and train. Even if they aren’t, if they wish, they can come and learn the ways.”

“The Jedi Order started as a religion. Religions are formed around Gods to be worshipped. No longer will we be above and beyond the people. We are one with them. The Jedi Order is a group of peoples that wish for peace among all,” Ben said, nodding to the sunrise as it crested above the Jedi Temple.

A budget was granted to the New Jedi Order, and people flocked to the halls of the Jedi Temple. Young and Old, those willing to learn or work hard were welcomed into the Order. The archives were recreated and updated. They were ever expanding as the Jedi Explorers flew past the Outer Rim and into the Unknown Regions, bringing hope, and alliances, and returning with new information and technologies. The New Galactic Senate folded into four new sections, headed by a house of representatives. The inner rim, the mid rim, the outer rim, and the new, unknown regions each received their own senate, and together the four, worked with the house to create laws and agreements that all the systems had to abide by. The Galaxy fell into an era of peace and prosperity the likes of which hadn’t been seen in generations.

The leadership of the resistance came together once more, several years after the end of the war. Rose, Maz, and Rey sat together in a small room off to the side of the main hall in the Jedi Temple. Rose was gently braiding Rey’s hair in a style Ben had taught her months ago. Maz was draping careful swaths of fabric around the still Jedi Sentinel. Deep, warm purples, sharp, emerald greens and crisp silvers. Alderaanian Wedding Colors. Specifically the wedding colors of the Royal House of Organa.

Finn, Poe, and Chewie stood around a calm Ben Solo. His hair had been braided hours ago, restless energy burning itself off in the creation of a celebration. Chewie let out a small roar, calming the Jedi Knight’s twitching fingers. “I know that, Fuzzball, doesn’t stop be from being nervous.” Poe laughed. The one person he had once feared and hated was now trembling nervously as he waited on his wedding ceremony.

Rose Tico stood off to the side at the head of the Hall, watching as Rey practically glided down the walkway. Ben stood transfixed in his garb of cool silver and purple and green accents. Behind him stood Finn and Poe, each wearing similar tunics of burgundy and white. Her clothes matched them, only differing in style. Rey wore a crown, wrought silver dancing with Kyber Crystals. Ben wore a similar headpiece, only styled to be more masculine. Despite the Senate, and the New House of Representatives, many considered Rey and Ben to be the true leaders of the Galaxy, leading them forward with the New Jedi Order. A small child and once called them the Prince and Princess of peace, and it had somehow crossed the galaxy and stuck. Unlike the Chancellor of the Senate, they held no real power over the law making, so it was a superficial title, but they were well respected and listened to. Their titles let their voices be heard and respected throughout the regions. People came to them looking for guidance and hope, regardless of their status, race, creed, or hierarchy in their system. Rose smiled as she looked into the audience.

Leia had come to the wedding, wearing a similar outfit to the one she had worn all those years ago when she presented the awards to Luke and Han for rescuing her, and destroying the Death Star during the first war. Chewie was walking Rey to the altar, since Rey had no family to present her. Senators and representatives had come, and filled in the back seven rows, trying merely to be seen supporting the couple. Resistance fighters had come out of the woodwork to be there to support their Generals. If they had them, they wore their badges with pride and honor. The chancellor of the Senate, a distant cousin of Bail Organa presided over the ceremony. Small children, either from the Temple, or from the schools, danced around in the halls outside the room, giving an additional sense of laughter and joy to the occasion. Several ex-stormtroopers had come, finally free to find their own place in the galaxy. They wanted to personally give their thanks for ending the First Order’s reign.

The New Jedi Order had seen a growth like never before. Universities, schools, libraries and temples appeared in every system, welcoming in the peace, and encouraging learning to better oneself, many Alderaanians that still survived came out in support, and ended up creating a new legacy as professors, tutors, and encouragers.

Ben and Rey Solo left Republic City one day. They took the Millennium Falcon and merely vanished in the night. They left no tracking information, nor any destination in mind. They took their sabers, blasters, and BB-8, and they disappeared.

Several years later, a ship carrying several Jedi Knights and their young Padawans, landed on Naboo for refuelling and a break from being in the Unknown Regions. The Queen of Naboo, a young woman with brilliant blue eyes welcomed them to her home, and showed them where they would stay for the next several days.

One of the young Padawans, a girl by the name of Paige was exploring the archives, entranced by all of the books there, noticed an older woman with thick, braided hair holding a young child and reading him a story. It was a story about Obi-Wan Kenobi and his padawan Anakin Skywalker. Paige stopped and listened, almost hypnotised by the woman’s voice. “Are you back here telling fairytales again, my love?” a man asked, slipping out of the shadows to press a kiss to the woman’s forehead. She looked up at him and smiled with so much love it reminded Paige of her parents.

“Well, young padawan, are you going to lurk there in the shadows, or will you come say hello?” Rey called out, sensing the girl. Paige swallowed nervously at being caught, and approached the two. She could feel the force within them, it was so strong. “And just who might you be?”

“Paige Tico, Padawan to Master Amilyn Dameron. She’s the youngest of the new Master Jedi,” Paige was so proud to be the Padawan of her older cousin. She was the youngest graduate to Jedi Master. The whole family was so proud of her.

“Yes, I remember young Amilyn, Poe’s oldest, wasn’t she? A right terror when we first took her to the Temple to be tested for the academy. She was one of the first to graduate. Leia was very proud of her.”

“You know Master Leia?” Paige gaped at the couple in front of her. Master Leia had only taught at the academy for five years before she left. Paige hadn’t gotten the opportunity to be taught by the Legendary General Organa.

“Mom was always one to inspire awe in the younglings, wasn’t she?” Paige suddenly realised who was in front of her. These two were Emperor and Empress Rey and Ben Solo, the Protectors of Peace and the Jedi way. As the realisation flooded her, the young girl fainted dead away, only missing the floor by Ben catching her. He shook his head and smiled ruefully at his wife. “Let’s return this one to her Master, shall we?” “Then perhaps a walk through the gardens? The setting sun will be beautiful.”

Ben and Rey Solo walked arm in arm through the beautiful Naboo gardens, much like Anakin and Padme had before the start of the war. They had found their own peace there, away from the adoration of the galaxy. The grandson of Naboo’s most beloved queen was always welcome on the planet. They had allowed him and Rey to take refuge there and grow their family in peace and privacy. While they were looked up to, they were not revered they way they had been on Republic City.

Finn, his wife Rose, Poe and Chewie quickly followed Paige’s holocall to Naboo to see what the fuss was. They were met by Jedi Master Amilyn Dameron acting like a young padawan, excited at getting her first saber, and Padawan Paige Tico trembling like a leaf in excitement. R2D2 merely beeped and rolled away down the halls. Chewie lead the charge to follow the droid. R2D2 lead them to the gardens where a couple was sitting, playing with their child.

“So this was where you ran off to,” Finn said dryly, shaking his head at the two of his best friends. He seemed unsurprised. “Are you going to introduce me to my nephew?”

“Finn, Rose, Poe, Chewie, this is our son, Han Skywalker.”

“May the Force Be With you, Young Skywalker,” Poe said, kneeling down before the young boy.

Han Skywalker would continue to lead the people through the era of peace his parents had created. Wouldn’t he?

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Danganronpa Kirigiri (3) - Chapter 2, Part 2

Table of Contents | Previous: Chapter 2, Part 1

“What’s the third thing?”

“I presume you are aware of Rei Mikagami?”

The mention of that name sent shivers down my spine.

“I’ve seen his file.”

“Then I need not delve into such a detailed explanation. The last official sighting of him before he vanished from the public eye was in Fairbanks, Alaska, one year ago. However, recent reports have hinted at his return to Japan.”

“So you all haven’t been able to pinpoint his whereabouts either?”

“Unfortunately, even for us, Rei Mikagami is nothing more than a ghost in the mirror. We were only able to deduce his arrival after obtaining information detailing the simultaneous entry of a number of foreign organizations into Japan.”

“I don’t really understand what you’re saying...”

“Many individuals and groups from across the world are chasing after Rei Mikagami. Police organizations, intelligence agencies, special operatives, armies, assassins, detectives, mafias, rogues... In recent years, the war over Rei Mikagami has intensified between those who seek to use his skills and those who wish to prevent them from being used. One country has organized a national team to flush out and secure Rei Mikagami. Tracing the actions of that team has allowed us to roughly map out his movements.”

The scope of all this was far greater than I could ever have imagined. And from the sound of things, the Crime Victims’ Salvation Committee was falling behind in the hunt.

“Now, here is the crux of the matter... We have confirmed that two separate organizations and three assassins are presently en route to Meyura Station. All of them have had their sights trained on Rei Mikagami for quite a while. I would not wager that they are gathering for a friendly picnic. Do you understand what I am getting at?”

“Yes.”

Rei Mikagami will appear at Meyura Station—

Meyura Station was a large central train station located in a downtown shopping district not far from our academy. I would often make my way there during seasonal sales to expand my wardrobe.

It was bizarre to think that such an ordinary location would be the site of such a curious affair. The fate of the global balance of power would be determined in the same place where I would spend hours mulling over different pairs of short shorts. None of it sounded realistic. And did Ryuuzouji mention assassins?

“It would be worthwhile for you to pay a visit to the station. Perhaps you will encounter a ghost along the way. The Committee is already making its move.”

Huh?

The Committee was unaware of both Rei Mikagami’s identity and his whereabouts. Could it be...?

“Is Rei Mikagami not a member of the Committee?”

“I would not have broached this subject if he were.”

Rei Mikagami wasn’t our enemy!

The revelation was music to my ears. In actuality, the Committee was about a third weaker than we had estimated. On top of that, if we prevailed, Gekka Ryuuzouji’s withdrawal from the organization would diminish their true strength by a factor of two.

“But why are you sharing this information with me?”

“It is all in pursuit of fairness. You desire more allies, do you not? It is not in violation of the rules to gather some friends to assist you in your investigations. Recruit as many as you wish.”

Ryuuzouji had seen through everything.

“However, Rei Mikagami is a lone wolf. It is not a guarantee that he will join you. Rather, there is a possibility that the ideals of the Committee will resonate with him and impel him to join our cause. Thus, you may consider the fight over Rei Mikagami to be the first battle of the new Duel Noir challenge.”

He was right. Just because Rei Mikagami wasn’t currently our enemy didn’t mean that we could let him roam freely. Disregarding the feasibility of the task, I desperately wanted to convince him to join our side, no matter how much time and effort it would take.

“Those are all of the additional conditions for this challenge. This will also be the last direct communication between the two of us. The next time we meet, it shall be as victor and loser.”

“Um...” I stammered, fumbling to find a way to continue the conversation before Ryuuzouji could hang up. “Is facing off like this the only way to resolve things? Is this what you really want?”

“It is not. I would have much preferred it had you been willing to accept my ideals. Alas, time cannot be unwound. Not for you, nor for me.”

Ryuuzouji followed up his statement with a moment of silence.

There were many more questions I wanted to ask, but I found myself unable to verbalize any of them.

“Let us wage a fine battle.”

With those words, Ryuuzouji hung up.

I sighed. “I didn’t think things would escalate like this. This is way beyond the paygrade of a high school detective.”

“Don’t worry, a middle school detective is with you,” Kyoko said in an attempt to lighten the mood. “But I’m surprised that you and Ryuuzouji could carry on a conversation so casually. You were being quite frank with each other.”

“Did it sound like we’re friends? My hands were shaking the whole time. Wait, don’t tell me... Are you jealous?”

“Not at all. Not even a tiny bit.”

“Oh, really?”

“But now we know that there’s still hope. We need to get in contact with Rei Mikagami as soon as possible.”

Hope...

Would Rei Mikagami turn out to be a source of hope? Would we be able to contact him, a detective who has slipped through the fingers of special operatives and assassins?

“For now, let’s head to Meyura Station,” I suggested. “But before that, do you wanna make a trip home first?”

“No,” Kyoko shook her head.

“But you only have that uniform and blouse with you, right? Don’t you wanna change into—”

“I’m fine. Let’s hurry up and prepare to leave.”

“Why are you getting so worked up?”

At that very moment, as if to interrupt our conversation, the cell phone in my hand started to ring again. The display read “Call from: Licorne.” I pressed the answer button.

“Hello?”

“Hello, Yui Samidare? I didn’t expect you to pick up so quickly. I take it Ryuuzouji has already briefed you on the situation?”

“Yeah, that’s right.”

“Then I’ll keep things short. I was ordered by Ryuuzouji to go to Meyura Station. Let’s meet up there.”

“Did he tell you to monitor me?”

“I shall await your arrival beneath the snow.”

He hung up.

Something about the call irked me, but his final words were charming enough to keep me from tossing the phone across the room.

———

My outfit for the day ended up being my school uniform. I had wanted to dress up a bit to commemorate my first downtown outing with Kyoko, but decided it wasn’t appropriate to enjoy myself in the face of a new Duel Noir. After all, lives were at stake, and the game clock was ticking down second by second, minute by minute, so I selected my battle gear as something familiar and easy to move in.

Kyoko and I sat next to each other on the train, gazing at the scenery outside the window opposite us. Light snow continued to fall over the town, which was already covered by a thin blanket of white.

“If we stay on this train, we’ll eventually reach the sea,” I said. Kyoko turned to me with a puzzled expression. “Let’s go to the beach together in the summer.”

Kyoko looked surprised, but started nodding her head after a moment. Still, her expression was grim, as if she feared that day would never arrive. I flashed her a smile, but she turned her head away without a word.

After riding for five stops, we got off the train at Meyura Station and set a course for the meeting place.

On account of it being early on a weekday afternoon, the crowds were sparse. Next to a monument of snow designed to resemble a snowflake, a young boy wearing a vest and tie stood with a black umbrella in his hand.

“Sorry to keep you waiting,” I said as we approached him.

He bowed his head in greeting. He still gave off a fairy-like aura, which was accented by his soft beauty. And just as before, his suit jacket was draped over one of his arms. Did he not feel cold in this weather?

Kyoko stood cautiously behind me, peeking her head around my body to get a good look at Licorne.

“Do you mind if my friend joins us?” I asked, gesturing towards Kyoko.

“Not a problem,” Lico replied with a mysterious smile on his face. “Let’s walk and talk. Why don’t we do some shopping while we’re here?”

“Sounds like a plan!”

“Yui,” Kyoko said, tugging at my sleeves. “We’re not here to have fun.”

“Come on, it’s camouflage.”

We followed Lico into a department store connected to the station, made our way through the heated interior of the building, and got on an escalator.

“Did you hear anything specific about where or when Rei Mikagami will appear?” I asked.

“My order was simply to come to the station,” he replied, not bothering to turn around.

“I see... Then where are we headed right now?”

“The women’s clothing department on the third floor.”

“Is Rei Mikagami there?”

“No. I figured it was a place you would want to stop by.”

“Kid, you’ve read my mind.”

“Yui,” Kyoko said, poking my back. “We don’t have time to be fooling around.”

“We’re not fooling around,” I replied. “I’m not giving up until we find you some new clothes.”

“I’m leaving.”

Kyoko turned around, but her attempt to descend was thwarted by the moving machinery. After failing to make downward progress for a few seconds, she realized the futility of her actions, pouted her lips, and surrendered her fate to the ascending escalator.

I grabbed her hand and pulled her along. We passed by a number of women’s clothing shops. All of the customers were fully absorbed in their hunt for the perfect outfit, and nobody paid us any mind. It wasn’t inaccurate to describe what we were doing as camouflage.

“Rumors have dominated the conversation around Rei Mikagami’s identity, obscuring the line between fact and fiction,” Lico explained from out of nowhere. “Some people even suspect he’s an urban legend.”

“Wanna hear my theory? Rei Mikagami is actually more than one person,” I suggested. “You know, like Ellery Queen, with two different people behind the name. Or it could even be a team of people, like Michael Slade—”

“Don’t you think this style suits Kyoko?” Lico entered one of the shops, completely ignoring me.

“Hey, were you listening... Oh, great eye! Kyoko, go try it on!”

I grabbed the aqua blue dress that Lico had pointed out. It was the color of the sky on a beautiful spring day. The lace section above the chest featured a nice little ribbon. Bright outfits normally didn’t suit Kyoko's image, but the dress would look fabulous on her if, say, paired with a cardigan that was more muted in color.

“So these are the kinds of clothes that strike your fancy,” Kyoko said in shock, as she gazed down at the garment I had pressed against her body.

“What are you saying? These clothes are designed to look great on growing girls like you. Hmm... But now that I think about it, maybe we should find something a bit more mature-looking for you.”

“I’m perfectly content with my uniform.”

“Come on, you can’t wear that your whole life. Lico, what do you think? I wanna hear a boy’s perspective.”

“A cute dress like that would look good on her, but a little more elegance would be ideal.”

“Kid, I like the way you think. I feel exactly the same way.”

“Alternatively, an animal print shirt with a cute cat or bear design might also suit her.”

“Yes! That’s it!”

“Shall we browse a different store?”

Lico shuffled out of the shop, and I followed after him, dragging Kyoko by the arm. She was having none of it.

Next: Chapter 2, Part 3

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