5A few hours later...
Toby tapped a stick along the ground trying to feel his way around the island, he felt someone rip the stick out of his hands.
"What kind of Jedi are you?!" he heard a voice yell,
"Esinon?" he asked lifting his head in the direction of the noise,
"You have the ally of the force and you are relying on a stick." she scolded.
"I'm blind…" he began with an excuse, he stopped,
"Toby, you've been running for so long, stop running. You are still that scared little boy when Ben attacked. You had to grow up in this messed up world, I know, I grew up in the same one. I know you can hear it, calling you, pressing you to move forward, to keep learning, growing, being. I know it's hard, I know you feel broken and helpless and you want to give up. You just want to just curl up and die because it would just be easier that way. What's harder is accepting the circumstances and keep going. Be a Skywalker, be a leader, be a believer, be a warrior, be a Jedi." he felt her fade away into the force. He walked forward, letting the force guide his footsteps along the rocky terrain, with each step the beat of his heart, Skywalker, leader, believer, warrior, Jedi, Skywalker, leader, believer, warrior, Jedi, like an anthem pounding in his very being. She was right, he had never been the same since Ben had fallen, now he was going to be a Skywalker, he was going to be a leader, he was going to be a believer, he was going to be a warrior, he was going to be a Jedi.
"Ben, meet you baby brother, Toby." his mother sat down next to him, pulling the blanket away from the small sleeping baby's face. Ben peered at the baby's face, "Can you make me a promise Ben?" his mother asked,
"Yes, mama,"
"Will always protect Toby? Make sure that he stays safe? Can I make that your job?" she asked,
"Yes mama, I'll protect Toby."
Kylo ran his fingers over his lightsaber, he looked up at destroyed helmet that sat in front of him.
"I should have just done it. Just listened to Supreme leader, not killing my brother makes me weak." he said, "I will not fail next time, Grandfather.
Anakin sat behind the helmet watching his grandson, listening to the words he was saying. He wanted so desperately to scream and yell, but Ben would never hear him. Watching his grandson grow up, idolizing his mistakes, it was a fate worse than death.