A Star Destroyer sat alone in the darkness of space. On it was hundreds of TIE fighters, thousands of men, and one very busy Admiral. This Admiral was Admiral Epon, and after receiving news of the New Emperor's coming to his ship and escorting him to Korriban, Epon had to make everything perfect.
And so stormtroopers lined up in rows in the Star Destroyer's main hangar, and the space where the New Emperor would be landing was cleaned.
"Captain!" a running Epon called to Captain Rotok. Rotok turned to the approaching Admiral.
"Yes?" Rotok asked, surprised to see his leader out of breath.
"Are you ready?" Epon asked. Rotok didn't understand.
"For what?" he asked.
"The New Emperor!" Epon shouted, angry that his captain had not been informed of the visitor.
"Emperor!" Rotok gasped. "So now he's the Emperor. Of what? The few planets we have left?"
"No time for questions. Just get ready." Epon ordered.
"Yes, sir." Rotok bowed his head and took off.
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"How much longer, captain?" asked a strong voice from the back of the speeding Imperial Shuttle.
"About an hour, my lord." the captain of the small shuttle called to the passenger. The passenger, the New Emperor, sighed. He was growing impatient…
And when he was impatient… he was angry.