[center][h2]Ben Solo[/h2][/center]

[color=red][I]"No,"[/I][/color] Ben repeated Luke's answer to Odette to his mind. [color=red][I]Of course not. Every step of the way I want her next to me. The truth was... is, that I needed her there.[/I][/color] 

He didn't spare her a glance. He only followed behind the Master, the eyes of the students and their worry was palpable in the Force. Ben had felt determined to finally discover his past, to scratch away the veil in hopes that it would rectify his struggle. It was the only explanation for his confusion, for his anxiety, and temper. What else could it be after all. 

The buzzing of life soon picked up, the once low hum became a growing grumble as they ventured further away from the padawans. Ben thought pointedly on his actions before, on the anger and frustration that drove him there, on the cold and night-stricken warrior that hammered the final nail in. And though he hated to admit it, more than anything else, on the fear that provoked it. Luke's back was broad and strong, his age hadn't done much to bend or hump it. 

For the first time in a long time, Ben thought.

[color=red][I]He's truly strong.[/I][/color] 

Than he lowered his head, his curling strands falling below his chin. He half-smirked, a devious if not wholly unnatural grin. [color=red][I]... too strong. The strong always holds the darkest secrets.[/I][/color]

Before long the Master leapt onto a four story stature, a building of some sort made of pure bronzed metal. Ben followed suit with a Force augmented jump of his own; he felt graceful in that moment, the wind pulling at his face and his robes, the sunlight striking over his pale countance. He felt supernatural, inhuman. But that was everything he invoked or immersed himself in the Force. It made him feel godly, if not completely invincible. 

When he landed with a thump, his crouched form perceived Luke's back to him, the old man's eyes were off in the far distance. Ben didn't have time for his mediocore dramatics. 

[color=red][b]"Explain, Master Luke. I'm trying my best to understand... and I'm coming up blank. I need this guidance,"[/b][/color] Ben said stonily.

Luke nodded in agreement before half-turning to face them. The sun lit his face witih a clarity, discerning the past-etched wrinkles and the pain in his soft-spoken eyes. [color=yellow][b]"Very well,"[/b][/color] he sighed, the wind caressed the deep folds of his light robes. [color=yellow][b]"Ben... your mother and I, [i]you[/i], we are descendant from Anakin Skywalker. His name carries an immeasurable weight, his deeds both glorifying and demented are worth hiding from anyone but you even more so. But I've glimpse what the Force holds for you and I'm fearful of it..."[/b][/color] 

Ben had begun to rebuke the obvious but Luke's paused stopped him. It was meaningful, he remembered thinking. 

[color=yellow][b]"He was thought to be "The Chosen One" first, after that, he was a powerful leader and Jedi Knight; a hero of the Clone Wars... and even further down, he became a unmoving killer. He slaughtered the Jedi in the temple. Lulled by the Dark Side, he cast aside his friends and his family. He destroyed everything he loved before my Master, Obi-wan, killed him. The Jedi Temple is stained by that, immersed by the void that was his anger. You both could feel it right, the powerful connection to the Force inside the temple. It can dreg up bad memories but this also allows the Force to work in mysterious ways."[/b][/color]  

[color=red][b]"So he died then?"[/b][/color] Ben asked not so much for himself, rather, he was guided to that question by the Force. 

[color=yellow][b]"Anakin, yes. His shadow not so much."[/b][/color] Luke eyed Odette shortly without warning. Unbidden the Master strode towards the northern edge of the building, staring in the direction of the padawans. [color=yellow][b]"We'll finish this later, Ben, Odette. Something is amiss and heading towards the padawans, we must hurry."[/b][/color] He was calm.

Ben hadn't noticed it before but now he felt a sense of danger for his peers as well. [color=red][b]"You bet we will."[/b][/color] He set in stone.