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[b][color=red][h3][I]Ben Solo[/I][/h3]20 | Jedi Knight[/color][/b][/center]

[indent][indent]The night sky, blotted out by tumbling pillars of smoke had become witness to the Temple's burning. Ben wafted through slain Padawan's, children whom's body had been bisected or pierced through, some of them by his own lightsaber. His throat felt blocked by carbonite. The emissaries of Snoke-the mass of dark energy in his visions-were dispatching the ones that thought to escape. There were four at his side now, seeking out possible survivors amongst the staid bodies. 

Rain had begun to fall, pelting them heavily. [color=red][b]"I wanna leave now,"[/b][/color] he said in front of the burning temple. [color=red][b]"All are dead. Even, Luke. I saw to him personally."[/b][/color]

The Knights of Ren guarded him like loyal dogs. One of them gestured towards an onyx ship, its engine humming. Ben Solo could not express how he felt, it was truly a mystery, a concoction he had never experienced. A death and rebirth of the highest echelon. He could feel something dying inside, it brought a form of clarity and despair. Before he depart he felt an oddity in the Force, a fierce cut and deception. He looked off towards the disturbance, wordlessly halting his servants and Knights. [color=red][b]"Hold on..."[/b][/color]

The thread of deception brought him to Odette's ship, two of his chosen Padawans waited with lofty emotions. They wanted to impress him and had felt, without little doubt, that they would. He greeted them with a stern expression as they boarded the ship. They pulled up footage of Odette struggling against them, he stepped forward, pushing them aside. He could see her restraint, so palpable to him that it enraged him. 

[color=red][i]Odd... Odd, kill them! Erase them! LIVE![/i][/color]

As the final blow was dealt, his agony-through the Dark Side-was molded into fury. A tremor ran through him, his anger sizzled and roared. Two of Knights of Ren, sensing his conniptions rushed aboard, only to witness the two Padawans contorted bodies floating overhead. The ship's machinery, its buttons and casings were crumpled, ripped open, and sparking. He held his tears and at the sound of a female Knight of Ren's observation, [b]"Now I know why, Snoke, chose him. What [i]raw[/i] power."[/b] The bodies dropped.

His ire made his body tense, made his gait predatory. [color=red][b]"We're leaving. Now!"[/b][/color] the yell came swiftly. 

[center][sub]Aboard the Abyss[/sub][/center]

Ben stared at the black attire left by a male Knight of Ren, bottling up the great despair of losing, Odette. A sigh let him as he discarded his light robes and donned the new ones. He felt... right in them. The color suited him and he had always known it so. [color=red][b]"Ben is dead... The Order, decimated. Luke, expunged... Odd ... My starlight... gone. Yes, Ben is dead. I'am something new, someone different. The Master of the Knights of Ren."[/b][/color]

He looked out the circular view-port at a massive ship overhead. [color=red][b]"...Snoke, I can feel his darkness."[/b][/color] [/indent][/indent]