AN:I own none of the characters of Star Wars except my own creations.
Filop Sein stared out of the view screen from the pilot seat of the Millennium Falcon into the stars of surrounding space. He had pulled off the heist that he had been asked to pull off. His master, Darth Nadir, would be pleased with his success, for now he could return to his Sith training.
You see, Filop was of force potential and Nadir had promised him that as soon as he stole the ship of Han Solo, he would train him in the ways of the Sith. Nadir had sworn this to Filop, and Filop was one to not forget a promise.
"I will train you," Nadir had said, "Just as my master, Darth Vader, trained me. And you shall become a powerful Sith lord just as he was."
Filop laughed gleefully to himself. How he would have loved to see the face of Solo when he awoke in the morning to find that his ship was gone from it's hangar, but oh well. He had more important things to think about. On the other side of the galaxy, Darth Nadir had built a powerful weapon. More powerful than the Death Star ever was, and one that would strike fear into the entire republic: the Nespis X.
"I'll be here again soon," Filop said aloud as he flipped the levers and disappeared into hyperspace.
AN: Kind of short, I know, but there will be more if I get some good reviews. I promise.