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  Rating:
      Explicit
  Archive Warning:
      Graphic_Depictions_Of_Violence, Rape/Non-Con, Underage
  Category:
      Multi, Other
  Fandom:
      Star_Wars_Episode_VII:_The_Force_Awakens_(2015), Star_Wars_-_All_Media
      Types
  Relationship:
      Kylo_Ren/Original_Character(s)
  Character:
      Kylo_Ren, Ben_Solo_|_Kylo_Ren
  Stats:
      Published: 2015-12-29 Chapters: 1/? Words: 2640
****** People give names such importance... ******
by Harrowling
Summary
     What happen when you mix a deranged shape shifter, Kylo Ren and a few
     awkward situations?
     Shit goes kaboom!!
     The warning is mostly for graphic description of gore, some (ok maybe
     a lot) of swearing and their might be some smut along the way
     somewhere ;)
Notes
     Okay so I'll warn you right now I may never finish this, I have
     somewhat of a story in mind but I'm writing this as it comes so
     yea...
     Otherwise, just be warned I have a sick and twisted sense of humor,
     there will be graphic descriptions of violence and other stuff so
     read at your own risk and bla bla bla
     Oh yeah right, gotta mention the fact that I don't own star wars
     (duh) 'makes frowny face'
Haruna wasn't your typical human. Yes physically she was pretty average if you
simply looked at her. She usually was a tall skinny girl with slightly curly
white blond hair that came down to the small of her back. She certainly had
female curves but no one would qualify her of shapely. The only real
distinctive feature was the color of her eyes, at first glance they would seem
black but upon further inspection they were a dark shade of indigo similar to
the backdrop of a starry sky.
What distinguished her from most humans was her ability to manipulate her flesh
and bones. Some odd genetic transfer along the line had wrecked havoc with her
constitution, allowing full control over her metabolism. Of course the genetic
scurfle wasn't natural, otherwise a lot more species would have it. It had been
carefully engineered by a ragtag group of crazy scientist hell bent on creating
a perfect killing machine. That meant that once they managed to get a viable
specimen (more by luck than anything else), namely Haruna, they put it through
intensive training. What they hadn't foreseen was that although it was
impossible to actually kill it, every time the body sustained enough damage to
be killed, the spirit died meaning they had to start the training all over
again, it was a full grown body with the wit of a babe.
And as evil geniuses do, they found a solution : put more than one conscience
in the body. Through a chemical process they managed to fracture the mind into
numerous little bits. Their idea worked, whenever the body should have died one
of the smaller bits died with it while the others survived. What they hadn't
expected but that came as a bonus, was that the different fragments functioned
separately, allowing each to focus on a specific domain, acquiring more
information than any single minded human could.
What they hadn't realized when they created a killing machine was that said
killing machine was actually a human being with feelings and thoughts. It
hadn't been a problem for a long time because the spirit was killed too often
to form a real conscience. But after they split it, various fragments started
to feel like being treated like a piece of junk daily wasn't exactly a healthy
life plan. And so they blew the facility to hell, scientists included.
After burning the place down, Haruna found herself slightly lost, sure she knew
how to take care of herself but she didn't know what to do, where to go ...
She was in a desert, somewhere removed from civilization (made sense being
secret base and all that jazz) so she decided to go exploring a bit, see if
there weren't any relatively close dwellings. The scientists never left and a
drone dropped off supplies monthly so there were no tracks or vehicles that
would facilitate access to people. She had managed to scavenge some clothing
and supplies before blowing everything up, so she set out somewhat light
hearted towards the setting sun.
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Three days of steady trudging through the desert lead Haruna to a small
moisture farm. In exchange for some help reprograming some faulty droids, she
was offered room and board. The buildings were small and the people weren’t
wealthy but it was clean and they were nice enough, sharing what little they
had. After two days spent fixing the wayward droids, she set off with
instructions towards the nearest town: Yin La Hi. It would take her about a
week on foot and luckily the farmers, although somewhat standoffish, were
thankful and took pity on the wandering girl, sending her with enough
provisions for the trip.
The week flew by, a succession of burning days and chilling nights. Haruna soon
arrived to the city, standing on a high dune overlooking it she was suddenly
hit with the realisation that although she knew almost everything about the
world around her...She didn’t know it as such. The immensity of what she had
done finally came crashing down on her. What was she even going to do once she
got there. She would need funds, shelter, sustenance … For a brief moment she
was frozen with fear.
But the universe decided for her at that moment as a sand storm started picking
up, leaving her with few option other than heading into town and finding
shelter. Grasping the shreds of her resolve she headed down the steep side of
the dune, faster rather than slower now that the wind was picking up, flicking
sand and other debris into her face. Once in town she directed herself towards
what resembled either a bar or a brothel (she wasn’t sure which it was: even
though it was advertised as a bar, the number of scantily clad women seemed to
point to the second option), better than the sandstorm she figured as she made
her way to the bar counter. She got a few strange looks but she figured it was
because she wasn’t a local so she ignored them as she nursed a cool glass of
water.
Just as she was wondering what to do next, the universe or whatever you want to
call it, had an answer. A drunken idiot didn’t seem to make the distinction
between her and the other women wearing little more than threads and feathers
either that or didn’t want to, whatever the case he was getting quite handsy
with the almost ethereal figure sitting at the bar. Not that anyone really
cared about a bit of groping but when a burly gorilla was reduced to a
squealing and whimpering mess pinned on the ground by a frail looking girl,
that drew attention. Succeeding in maintaining the dramatic effect, Harruna got
up and clearly enunciated, pointing to herself “These wares aren’t for sale.
And if any of you have a problem with that they can join two brain cells here
on the floor, minus a few choice appendages.”
After that everyone simply minded their own business and no one commented upon
the fact that anyone who passed near the aggressive blond gave her a wide
berth. Except for a certain man that had been sitting in the shadows in the
back, seemingly with a death wish from anyone who was watching’s point of view,
he smoothly navigated the cramped room and sidled up to the pissed tinker bell.
Without turning to acknowledge him, she said “You better have a good reason,
cause right now I’m not in a good mood and I can’t guarantee I won’t rip your
balls off and shove down your throat if you piss me off any more.”
The man smirked at that statement, not only did she know how to put a
testosterone filled hunk in his place but she had an attitude to boot. He
simply answered “I was only wondering if you would be interested by a job?”
realizing the double entendre with a risk to his genitals he quickly added
“nothing sexual of course.”
The blond looked intrigued at this and accorded him her full attention. She
wasn’t of a spectacular beauty or anything but there was something mesmerizing
about her eyes that kept the man frozen until she spoke again.
“And what exactly would this job be?” she said quirking a single eyebrow.
“I saw you ground that idiot. I like your style. I’m in the trading business
and sometimes when a deal goes sour I need a little help explaining to the
other party that the terms don’t change once agreed upon. Problem is, if I haul
a huge mass of muscle around it isn’t very discreet and some clients could feel
threatened. Whereas unless you start kicking the shit out of people you look
pretty inoffensive.”
Haruna seemed to contemplate the offer for a little before nodding and saying
“Sounds pretty good to me but be aware of the fact that your dick is
accompanying your balls down your oesophagus if you double cross me.” She
paused then added, “by the way I’m Haruna, what’s your name?”
Looking slightly queasy from the last statement he answered “Wouldn’t dream of
it, and the name’s Jayras Holmar. I suggest we wait out the sand storm in this
shithole and then I can show you my ship. I’m waiting for a delivery that
should come tomorrow and then we can be on our way to Takodana. Just wondering,
you got a place to stay?”
Sheepishly she said “not really, I just got into town.”
“That’s fine we can get you settled in to your quarters tonight.” and then as
if on second thought he added, “oh, and ehh… the work I do isn’t exactly legal,
I hope that doesn’t pose a problem…”
Haruna looked amused at that and answered with a smile “ haha… I kinda
figured.”
After that small exchange they both sat in companionable silence enjoying their
respective drinks. Haruna took this time to study the man seemingly sent by
providence; he wasn’t particularly tall without necessarily being short, he had
longish straight brown hair worn in a low ponytail and his face had that rugged
quality associated with a person who had traveled and seen things, some
amazing, others better left unseen. All in all he wasn’t bad to look at but not
really Haruna’s type. He seemed honest enough, either he had been trained to
hide liar’s ticks or he was telling the truth, though it did seem more likely
that he was honest.
All during the exchange the other customers were beginning to speculate whether
the man actually was insane or really that desperate.
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Jayras and Haruna chatted a bit more and when the storm finally let up, he led
her to the spaceport. His ship was a HWK-1000 light freighter Klaus (one of
haruna’s fragments) provided, it had a large somewhat oblong core with sharp
angles and it’s tail was split into three wings. It was entirely painted a dark
shade of red bordering black. Jayras led badass tinkerbell (as he had dubbed
her) aboard and to the back of the ship where the living quarters were, if you
could even call them that. They were small closet like compartments with beds
and storage space under… and that was basically it. Not the biggest but
suitably comfortable in Haruna’s opinion, anything was more comfortable than
what she had at the research facility.
After exploring the ship, the uncanny pair decided dinner was in order seeing
as it was already pretty late and they wanted to get an early start…
Over dinner they covered wages, risks, demands and such and ended up drawing a
fair contract that pleased them both. During this time Jayras started wondering
more and more about the strange girl he had picked up. She truly was a godsend,
not only could could she fight hand to hand but she was adept with a blaster
(she had demonstrated that fact by shooting the mustache of a particularly
annoying dinner companion), she could also do ridiculous calculations with ease
that surprised even him as a hardened traveler who had seen quite some things
in his day. The strange part though was how young she looked and how … pure was
the closest description he could find though it didn’t seem to fit, the skin
revealed by the sleeveless tunic and shorts was smooth and unmarred by any kind
of abrasions. That added to the fact that she seemed to come out of nowhere:
she didn’t have a vehicle, the only belongings were those she had in a small
napsack and her eerily cryptic answers when he asked where she was from. Truly
puzzling.
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Haruna’s skills came in handy just the next day: the local toydarian who was
supposed to sell Jayras some kind of merchandise felt like the price Jayras was
offering him wasn’t worth as much merchandise as he’d first thought (how
surprising really) and he had brought along some brawn to make his point clear.
At first Harruna had stayed back in the shadows to observe but when she
realised what was happening she sauntered over to Jayras’ side only to discover
(to her joy) that one of the two mountains of muscle lumbering behind the
toydarian was the one she’d acquainted with the brothel’s dubiously clean floor
the previous day. Realising that two brain cells had been too drunk the
previous day to remember her she decided to have a little bit of fun.
Jayras who had noticed her approaching had a brief moment of terror when he saw
the look of a predator in those bottomless eyes and grew only slightly relieved
when he noticed it was directed at the dipshit who had taken her for a
prostitute the day before. After the initial scare a feeling of mirth started
bubbling up, from what he’d made out of Haruna the day before, this was
probably going to be gory and hilarious. Even more so now that the jackass from
the day prior, who had now noticed the lithe figure, had uttered something akin
to the proposal of money for a good time in bed.
Seductively swaying her hips, Haruna approached the fool until she was draped
over his shoulders, gently whispering into his ear “remember me? The ‘nice
piece of ass’ as you so charmingly put it yesterday.” For a second the only
reaction she got was a look of incomprehension but as it slowly dawned on him
that this was the pretty girl from the bar who had crushed his dignity as
easily as a bug, his expression decomposed to one of sheer horror. To Jayras’
surprise she simply knocked him out with the but of a blade she had pulled from
gods knew where, and to his shock she proceeded to remove his trousers and …
genitals that she cut into strips and tied around his neck. At this point the
other guard blanched and ran through the doorway he had come in from.
Haruna was unaware that the smile on her face when she was literally separating
the morons genitals from the rest of his body was truly terrifying. As she got
up, she was a vision from hell with blood dripping from her hands and face
where it had spurted and a maniacal grin gracing her features. At this point
Jayras was reconsidering the good sense of hiring her but was soon comforted in
the effectiveness of the technique when the toydarian started babbling about
how the price was actually quite fair and even generous and did Jayras actually
want more and could he do anything to help?...
They only took the amount Jayras had bargained for, with the right price and
were soon somewhere lost in space on their way to Takodana. After getting
cleaned up, Harruna joined her new partner in the cockpit. He looked slightly
uncomfortable at her appearance and after a few minutes of tense silence he
voiced his concerns.
“Hey, look I’m not saying your technique wasn’t effective but don’t you think
today was a bit overkill?”
“Oh… yeah, sorry ‘bout that, I probably should have warned you… Yesterday I
promised the asshole that if he ever took me for a whore again I would turn his
family jewels into a necklace.”
“So you were actually threatening my dick when warning me not to double cross
you?”
“Yup! But if you’re nice to me I’ll do your dirty work for you and your
genitals are safe.”
“Remind me never to get on your bad side.”
Jayras was now really curious about this girl, she looked and acted innocent
most of the time, but underneath hid a gruesome and dark soul…
Well, as long as she was on his side… all hell would break loose but it was
going to be one fun ride.
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