#herowithfear

[starsandthedyad]

Grandfather -- @hero-with-fear

“You look a lot like Uncle Luke. Just he has a beard.” Ben observed. His hand was stroking the violet furred tooka-kitten that was curled up at his feet on his bed. The boy had found the feline not long ago and after begging and pleading with his parents had been allowed to keep her as a pet. He had decided to name her Stardust and thus far, she liked playing with her toys, sleeping, and sunbathing. 

[becamealegend-a]

Papa -- @hero-with-fear

“Papa? Is that you?” The tired boy looked up from his spot where he had crashed on the floor of his mother’s diplomatic apartments waiting desperately for his father to come home. Luke’s young blue eyes adjusted to the dark apartment that was illuminated from the lights of buildings and speeders racing by as the nightlife of Coruscant was in full swing at this time. He quickly confirmed who the man was and got up, pulling on all of his energy to race towards Anakin. Once at his father, Luke reached to embrace his father, his tiny arms circling around Anakin’s legs. “Uncle Obi-Wan said you were sick and hurt really bad. But now you’re home!”

[starsandthedyad]

Grandfather -- @hero-with-fear

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“You really have no idea what I’ve been through, do you? I may have all my limbs, but I am still a monster!” Kylo retorted. “The difference between you and I was that I was betrayed by our family, people who were supposed to love me. A mother who was too busy in the Senate putting back together the galaxy she believed the Empire destroyed and a father who couldn’t stay in one planet for long, always flying away halfway across the galaxy instead of spending time with his family. On top of that, I had an uncle that tried to murder me in my sleep. It hurt because I trusted and loved him. Yes, I loved Uncle Luke. But he betrayed me because he feared me, feared my power, feared the darkness. He, the man who saved and redeemed Darth Vader, but couldn’t see any hope in his own nephew!” 

His fist clenched tighter. Maybe this was therapeutic for him, to let it all out. But he didn’t have time to analyze it as such. Instead, he was just too angry. “My mother named me after her only hope, Old Ben Kenobi, your Master! I guess I was supposed to be her hope for the future, so why did she neglect and abandon me? Why did no one do anything about Snoke’s voice that has haunted me since before birth? You come here now and expect me to just what? Leave everything behind and go home? To return to parents and an uncle who couldn’t even tell me the truth of my bloodline?  How dare you! How dare you come so late and not when I needed you!”

[becamealegend-a]

Father -- @hero-with-fear

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“It’s been some time.” He said, unsure of how his father would react to his presence. “I was hoping we could talk.”