{ a/n : For the character of Ayzel appearance-wise, I was imagining him to look like Ryan McCartan and more specifically him in his portrayal of J.D. from the musical 'Heathers'. I have included a picture below so you can try to visualise him more clearly, but feel free to create/imagine Ayzel however you wish!}

{TW: Murder, violence and abuse. I'm issuing a proper viewer discretion advisory here because this chapter is extremely dark and may be a trigger for some. Thank you and I love you all <3 }

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"Ayzel?"

A sick smirk tugged on the corners of his mouth as he edged closer, bending down and balancing his arms on his knees as his eyes looked directly into mine. A ghostly shiver ran through my body as his eyes stared directly into my soul. My brother was dead, yet here he was kneeling before me.

"Hello sister," he growled at me, startling me a little.

I stammer as I search for the right words, the feeling of utter disbelief taking control of me. It was really Ayzel... It felt like I was talking to a ghost; a ghost who's presence who I'd longed for, cried for even, but was really here in the flesh.

"But-but... you died! Ayzel I watched you die before my own eyes-"

My voice tailed off at the end due to his abrupt sniggers cutting off my sentence. He shook his head as he laughed at me, making me furrow my eyebrows in confusion. Ayzel met my eyes once more, and raised his eyebrow in amusement, "Did you though, (y/n)?"

{FLASHBACK}

He doesn't listen. "I'm sorry, (y/n)."

Ayzel takes one last look at me and dashes off into the smoke. I let out a heart-wrenching scream as I watch my brother disappear for the last time. I sat there alone, sobbing on the cold floor, my hands grasping my head as my body shook uncontrollably from devastation.

Then came the silence.

I stared out into the cloud of white smoke, which did not seem to clear. I sat alone, hoping, wishing, pleading that my brother and mother would miraculously emerge from the mist. That was until I heard two gunshots in the distance. My heart completely snaps in two and I scream yet again.

{FLASHBACK ENDS}

I shake my head violently, not wanting to relive that horrible day. What could he possibly mean?! I watched him go after our mother. I watched him leave me. I watched him disappear into the smoke. Hell, I even heard those damn gun shots.

"I don't... I don't understand," I mumble, tearing my eyes from his stone cold, twisted face.

"Of course you don't, baby sister. You couldn't even if you tried," Ayzel whispered in a chilling, hushed voice, causing goose-bumps to appear across my arms. I direct my gaze back to him as he laughs once more, before hauling himself up and turning to Moxie, "Leave us."

"But, Sir... you won't harm her will you?" Moxie protested as he looked past Ayzel, staring longingly and almost apologetically at me. I see Ayzel grow tense, watching as his fingers tighten around the blaster held in his grip.

"I said leave us Clone," Ayzel growled, his foot tapping on the floor impatiently. My eyes darted from Ayzel's almost white knuckles grasping the gun, and then over to Moxie in a desperate but silent attempt for him to leave immediately.

I watch Moxie dare to push him once more, my eyes widening in fear, "But Master Ayz-"

My heart stops as Ayzel suddenly raises his arm and aims his blaster at Moxie, firing the gun directly at his heart before he could even finish speaking. I felt almost sick to my stomach as Moxie's limp body falls to the floor beside my feet. The feeling of tears brimming in my eyes stings as I watch another sick grin spread across Ayzel's mouth.

"M-Moxie," I whisper to my self as I try to tear my eyes from my old friend's lifeless body.

Ayzel sheaths his blaster in his belt and walks slowly over to Moxie's body beside me, observing the corpse laid out on the floor. He sniggers and kicks Moxie in the head, obviously unfazed by the murder he had just committed.

"Stupid Clone..." he mumbled to himself as he grabbed Moxie by his leg and dragged him out of the cell. I try to wipe my eyes so that Ayzel couldn't see my obvious fear of who he had become.

I am going to die here.

The sound of the cell door being kicked open again made me jump, my head snapping up to face it, almost giving me whiplash. I try to compose myself as Ayzel slowly walks back inside and leaning his body on a wall, his gaze piercing me like daggers. The shadows of the dark cell shaded the right side of his face, shrouding him in pitch black darkness so only the left side of his body and face could be really visible.

"You killed him," I spat in disgust, looking to the floor. I couldn't bear to look into the eyes of a cold-blooded murderer like him.

Ayzel shrugged his shoulders nonchalantly, "It was just a Clone (y/n), relax."

"He was a person, Ayzel. That is not a justified reason for you to murder him," I snapped, not looking at the man stood across from me.

Ayzel cocks his head to the side in amusement and heaves himself off of the wall so he could walk over to me. He sat cross-legged on the stone floor next to me, smiling as his hand reached to move my stray hair behind my ears. I shiver as his icy touch hit my skin and my head recoiled back onto the wall as a reflex. I move my gaze from his twisted grin down until it landed on his shoulder. I narrowed my eyes as I observed the bloodied bandage wrapped tightly around his left shoulder. Why did this feel familiar to me?

{FLASHBACK}

"I am no Jedi." I say, igniting my lightsaber. The assassin tries to shoot at me, but I deflect the attack with my lightsaber, causing the shot to fire back at them and hitting them in the shoulder. They grasped their arm but let out a mechanical laugh.

"Catch me if you can, Princess."

{FLASHBACK ENDS}

My eyes widen and I stared back into Ayzel's eyes, my expression hardening, "It was you the whole time. You're the assassin!"

Ayzel smiles proudly and claps slowly and ominously as I try desperately to keep my cool, "Wow, I didn't think you'd get there. Well done sister, well done. I have to know though, how is Senator Sarin enjoying prison?"

Oh my god. Sarin was telling the truth... he was framed!

"You framed him."

"Guilty as charged," Ayzel bowed to me sarcastically. I felt sick to my stomach; so all this time I thought that I was finally safe and the assassin was caught but I was really still just as exposed and endangered as ever... and to my supposed dead older brother no less.

"Ayzel... just why. Why would you try to kill me?" I ask softly, hoping to get a humane reaction out of him. It was a long shot, but I just wanted my brother back for a little moment.

{AYZEL'S POV}

I observe the helpless, confused face of my younger sister as she gently asks me why I did what I did. I am really trying my best not to lose it and take out all my rage on her and simply just kill her now. All I feel is pure loathing and resentment for her, but I just couldn't do it. Not yet anyways. I take a moment to study her, looking over her face and more specifically at how her features had changed over the past year. She had matured; she looked just like mother...

Some people could think that I am simply sick for trying to kill her, trying to make her suffer. After all, how could I possibly want to harm the perfect daughter who my mother and every damn person on Solaris practically adored, who worshipped the very ground she walked on? How could I possibly want to make the baby sister who's scraped knees I tended to, suffer? How could I even think about killing the only person who ever really understood me?

She did this to me.

"You look just like mother, (y/n)," I whispered to her, watching her face fall in sadness and grief. I hauled myself from the stone floor and stepped back slightly, looking down on my wretched sister in her ragged green ballgown. "Reminds me of the look she gave me when I killed her."

I felt my mouth curl into a smirk as (y/n) suddenly sprung to life, struggling against the chains which restrained her to the wall as rage took over her actions. I laughed to myself, running my fingers along the smooth metal of the blaster in my holster.

"You son of a bitch! She was our mother, Ayzel, how could you kill our mother?!" (y/n) screamed at me, struggling harder as tears streamed down her face. I imagined how much pain she must be feeling, not only from this news, but from the handcuffs rubbing her wrists red raw the more she attempted to move. I turn my back to her as a rush runs through me, the memories flooding back.

{AYZEL'S FLASHBACK}

I left (y/n) in a crumpled heap on the ground as I disappeared through the smoke to follow after my mother. To my delight, my squad which I had hired from Mandalore's Death Watch had successfully detained my mother, holding her by her arms as her wrists were bound by handcuffs.

"Ayzel! Ayzel, run! Take your sister and run!" she begged me, her nose running as tears rolled down her face.

I nodded to the two men holding my mother by the arms and they let her go, making her collapse to the floor. I grinned and kneeled down beside her, placing my finger roughly under chin to force her eyes to meet mine. I saw the fear in her eyes as she realised what was happening, but I could sense her not wanting to believe it.

"You see mother, I can't do that. I really do hope all that you have done to me was truly worth it, because I sure thought the years of neglect as you favoured over your precious Princess were truly delightful. And now, I have the power to end it all," I scowled at her before standing up and aiming my blaster right in the centre of her forehead.

My hands were shaking, my heart was racing.. I can do this. You can do this Ayzel. End your suffering. End it now!

"Ayzel... my son. I can't even begin to say I am sorry. My boy you don't have to do this-"

"SHUT UP!" I yelled as I kicked my mother in the shin, the sweat making my ruffled hair stick to my forehead.

"Ayzel. Please."

I gulped, feeling my eye twitched anxiously as I stared my mother directly in the eyes. She was begging for her life and I was the one holding the gun. I could see the fear in her eyes. I could see her disappointment in me. She always has been disappointed in me, but this time it was pure devastation.

"Ayzel..."

This ends now.

I fire the gun twice into my mother's head, the second shot purely just to relieve my anger.

"Long live the Queen." I snarled, looking up at the four Mandalorians behind her body, "Go and find the Princess; I want her dead."

The four men saluted to me and immediately disappeared off back through the white cloud of smoke which fortunately had not dispersed yet. I stared down at my mother's lifeless body on the floor, her blood splattered like paint on my boots, before looking off into the horizon and at the sun setting behind the oblivious city of Vis, exhaling a long held sigh of relief.

{FLASHBACK ENDS}

I turn back to look at my pathetic excuse for a sister as she stared up at me in pure hate and disgust. She really did look like our mother-

"I asked you a question, Ayzel. Answer me goddamnit!" she screamed at me, her voice breaking as she strained it. I snapped out of my thoughts and stare at her directly in the eyes, my hand rested on my hip, "Why the hell would you kill our mother and try to have me killed!"

I sigh and massage my temple with my fingers, trying my hardest not to fire my gun at her right now.

"TELL ME!" she screamed louder, pushing me further. Just the sound of her voice shattered my eardrums, making my head spin until I finally lose it. Knowing I can't kill her just yet, I throw my fist into the wall, causing a crack to appear in the stone. I watch in pleasure as (y/n) stops screaming, her chest heaving up and down. Just watching her in cower in fear made the pain of my now bloody and excruciatingly painful fist just feel so good. 

"You really want to know, your majesty?" I fake bow to her, glaring at her as I met her eyes.

She sighs and lets her wrists go limp so she could stop the pain from the handcuffs, "Yes, Ayzel. I want to know what the hell took my big brother from me."

I smile slyly and take a seat beside her once more, observing her with watchful eyes.

{FLASHBACK}

"Azzie! Come play!" 6 year old (y/n) yells to me from the grass. I shake my head and try to continue with my studies; mother would kill me if I got distracted again, "Azzie! Come play with meeee!"

I try to ignore my little sister as she practically dashes across the garden to my bench. She toddles over to me and pulls down my book to look at me with her (y/e/c) puppy dog eyes. I could see why everyone loved her so much. She was the purest thing in our system, even I adored her.

"I can't play right now, Starlight. Maybe go ask Raya?" I tell her, but my heart saddens as I watch the little girl's face fall. I roll my eyes and place my book to the side, taking (y/n)'s hand and leading her back over to the grass.

I spent more time with (y/n) than I intended to; I ended up completely forgetting all about my studies and played with her until sunset. As soon as I saw my mother and Senator Sarin walk across the garden to us, my heart dropped as my gaze darted to my book left on the bench.

"It's getting late children, it's time to go inside," my mother said to us, bending down to place the sleepy (y/n) on her hip. I notice Sarin walk over to the bench and pick up the book, holding it in his hands, walking back over to my mother. I bit my lip nervously as he showed her.

"Did you finish your studies, Ayzel dear?" mother asked, raising her eyebrow. I sigh knowing there was no use in lying.

"No mother, I didn't. I was playing with (y/n)."

My mother sighed and Sarin shot me a look of disappointment.

"This is your 5th strike, my lord," Sarin tutted at me disapprovingly. I glared at him; it was as if he was trying to get me in trouble.

"But-"

"No buts Ayzel. I told you you needed your studies in order to be a good King for Solaris someday when I'm gone, and you clearly haven't listened. I'm starting to think you're an unfit leader." my mother said to me, stroking (y/n)'s cheek as she fell asleep on her shoulder.

"But mother!-

"This is the last straw Ayzel, I'm sorry," mother shook her head at me and turned to Sarin, "Draft this as an official proclamation, Senator: after my passing, I shall hereby bestow the crown and leadership of Solaris onto my second born daughter, Princess (y/n) Anara. She will be a fine ruler indeed."

I watched as my mother, (y/n) and Sarin walked back to the palace, leaving me alone on the grass. My fists curled as I watched the sleeping (y/n) rest peacefully on my mother's shoulder, utterly oblivious to the fact she had just stolen my crown, my future and everything I worked for and deserved.

I hated her.

{FLASHBACK ENDS}

"I am sure you don't remember, but when you were 6 and I was 13, there was an incident. An incident which was entirely your fault and cost me everything. You see, you distracted me from my studies with your damn puppy dog eyes and mother was furious. She literally then made a proclamation to Sarin that she would hand you the crown after her death and you would rule over Solaris. You took what was and is rightfully mine and therefore I hatched a plot that would eventually kill the both of you, giving me ultimate power as the last member of our bloodline. Obviously after I killed our mother, I thought I had won, but I didn't know that the Mandalorians had actually failed to kill you. I disappeared from the scene but I then noticed people were strangely mourning me and not you. Then I realised that they thought I was dead and you had survived. Naturally I killed the Mandalorians because they were living proof they had failed. Ever since I have been posing as an assassin to kill you myself because everyone else was clearly too incompetent to do so."

"Ayzel-"

"Don't even (y/n). Nothing you could say could make this right," I spat at her aggressively. I noticed her go to touch my arm but I immediately grabbed my blaster to scare her away.

"No Ayzel, if I would have known I would have abdicated to you. It wasn't fair what happened and so I'm sorry."

I shook my head violently at her and slammed my hand on the floor before picking myself up. I kicked her harshly with my boot as I refused to believe her. She was lying, she wasn't sorry. I watch her wince in pain from my boot and look up at me with those same puppy dog eyes.

"Liar. Besides, you can't stop me (y/n). I am going to kill you, whether it be by my hand or someone else's. I will have what's rightfully mine... no more mother's perfect Princess to stand in my way."

I walk over to the cell door, turning my back to her as I undid the latch. I step into the doorway and stare directly at her with a smirk, feeling sick joy from her fear and pain. I step out of the cell and shut the door, pressing my face against the cool metal bars. 

"Goodnight, Starlight."

{ a/n: This was a fairly intense chapter and a long one, but I hope it was interesting enough as I had a lot of fun writing it!! I just wanted to dedicate this chapter to @Melaniefan33 and @mrsobiwankenobi in thanks for all their unconditional support for this story so far. Keep on voting/commenting, I love to hear your thoughts! Ily all! <3
- Do you think Ayzel is misunderstood or just plain evil? And is he an interesting character? }