Luke Skywalker has vanished. In his absence, the sinister FIRST ORDER has risen from the ashes of the Empire and will not rest until Skywalker, the last Jedi, has been destroyed. With the support of the REPUBLIC, General Leia Organa leads a brave RESISTANCE. She is desperate to find her brother Luke and gain his help in restoring peace and justice to the galaxy. Leia has sent her most daring pilot on a secret mission to Jakku, where an old ally has discovered a clue to Luke's whereabouts...

15 Years Ago...

The rain pounded heavily on the steel walkway outside. Within their comfortable huts and cabins, the families of Renja slept soundly. Except for one of it's citizens. Aged 3, young Duncan Keep stood inside his crib. He made no noise, alerted no one to his presence. Only stood in the metal cage and looked out the window. Not one creature in the entire galaxy held a tight of focus as him, his long black hair only somewhat invading his vision.

However, the rain was not the only thing falling toward the planet on this night. Up in high orbit, the Star Destroyers of the First Order approached. The sleek, triangular ships crept through the blackness of space nearing their target. The planet of Renja was nothing impressive, but it was prime for future Stormtroopers, something the First Order required.

Aboard the ship was young, and newly turned, Kylo Ren. His crossguard lightsaber sat comfortably in it's holster, a testament to his fondness of the Dark Side of the Force. Ren was apprentice to Snoke, Supreme Leader of the First Order, and had been instructed to begin collecting toddlers for future conditioning. The Empire just didn't have enough anymore.

While the night wore on, the young Duncan looked through the glass plain of the window, the water in the air, and the atmosphere of the planet. The boy's eyes even pierced the ship's hull, and he say him. Kylo Ren.

Not much time later four shuttles descended from the Star Destroyer, their destination was the small city located on Renja. The shuttles held the Sith and his squadrons of Stormtroopers.

Duncan's parents were alerted by the sounding of the air raid sirens, a call to arms to any available warriors. His father, whose name he no longer remembered tore through the house, grabbing his favorite blaster. Duncan heard the door slamming open, the petrichor smell from the outside creeping in. The sounds of battle soon followed.

Through it all, Duncan found himself entirely calm. Even as his mother ran into his room and carried him into the closet. The house was small, and in the outskirts of the city. It wasn't long before footsteps neared the home on all sides. His mother held him closer, it wasn't until the steps entered his room did his mother stop breathing. In a flash of red the door was sliced in half by the red lightsaber. It's owner reaching his hand out.

But Duncan stayed, it was his mother who flew into Kylo's grip. Pleas for mercy and begs to spare her son filled the room. Ren stayed quiet, ignoring the woman's tears and screams, only looking at the boy in front of him. Identifying him for what he was worth, and then making decisions from there. Duncan only returned the stare, but he saw more. All of Kylo's history appeared in his mind.

In flashes of horror he saw the leader of the Knights of Ren cut down every Jedi apprentice in his path. In his eyes he watched the life fade from their eyes. But most of all, he saw the face of what he would soon learn to be Darth Vader. Kylo was obsessed with the fallen Sith Lord turned Jedi, and would not be settled until he was as strong as him.

Kylo did not see this though, instead he brought the lightsaber to the mother's chest and ended her heartbeat forever. Moving forward he grabbed the boy and carried him away. Once they walked outside Duncan saw, for only a moment, his father's body with a hand outstretched towards the door. Even in death, he tried to save his family.

Duncan was a prisoner for four days, and in that time he never slept, ate, or even cried. No one took notice though, they should have. In Duncan's mind he saw his mother and father dead before him. He saw the Jedi apprentices spread along the rocky ground like litter. At the center of it all was Kylo Ren, the boy who was obsessed with Darth Vader.

Rather than feel angry though, the young boy sought only one thing. To make his parents proud. Duncan reached out into the hallway and pulled gently on the guard's mind. He showed him pictures of Duncan, and then pictures of an escape pod. It wasn't too hard to map out. In only a few minutes Duncan was placed inside the small ship and ejected from the Star Destroyer into deep space. As the ship faded away from his vision he felt a presence envelope him. A small tingle of light lifted in his heart and he heard the words said to him. They didn't say much, and didn't have an owner, but what they said would carry Duncan on his path into the future. On his path through the Force. The words spoken held much importance as the pod crashed onto a Republic planet, soon to be discovered. The words spoken upon him said just one sentence.

"These are your first steps..."

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