Chapter 6: Brigadier-General Sephiroth
Note: School has been hard on me and I am finding less time to write... Not to mention that Final Fantasy XII is taking up some of my time...heheheh.
The ramp of the imperial shuttle lowered. The lead officer on duty gulped. The sea of uniformed men was lined up into perfectly still rows. The lead officer jumped slightly as the clang of the ramp hit the floor of the docking bay. He looked up in a reverent awe as the three most powerful men in the empire stepped out of the shuttle. First came the Emperor himself, his yellow eyes glowing with the hatred and power of the dark side; second came Darth Vader on the Emperor's right, the most feared man in the galaxy; and on the left side of the Emperor came the newly appointed Brigadier General Sephiroth.
Sephiroth. Rumor had it that this man had stood up to Darth Vader in a fight and held his own. He looked truly terrifying with his long white hair trailing behind him as he walked. He wore a crisp new uniform with boots that gleamed with the light of the docking bay with each step and the handle of a brand new lightsaber hung on his belt. This was the man who had no previous military record but the Emperor recognized him as so powerful he was appointed to a position only lower than that of Vader, though this man could not become a Sith as the other two were since there were already two Sith. Rumor had it that, in time, he could usurp Vader as the Emperor's right hand. Was it true?
"Welcome, my lords." The man bowed. "I do hope that this new Super Star Destroyer suits you."
"Well done Commander," commented the Emperor. "A perfect complement to the power of the Empire, this flagship shall instill fear upon all those who dare oppose my empire!" Palpatine nodded to Sephiroth. Sephiroth stepped forward in a stiff manner. "I have designated Brigadier-General Sephiroth to the command of this new ship. I trust you shall serve him well."
The Commander shook with fear, though trying his best to conceal it. "Y-yes, my lord."
"Good, good," said the Emperor, coolly. "I shall call this ship Executioner."
Sephiroth allowed a devilish grin to spread across his narrow face. The commander was really feeling uncomfortable about his situation.
The Emperor and Darth Vader took a brief tour of the wondrous facilities of this new weapon. They then boarded separate shuttles: Vader's bound for the battle station, the Death Star, and the Emperor was bound for his palace on Coruscant.
Sephiroth began to stroll through the corridors of his command ship. He couldn't help but grin at his great fortune. He had met two men who were after his own heart, living off of their hatred. They also provided him with power and now he could bring terror to all. To him, this was the Promised Land that the Cetra spoke of.
Note: My apologies that this is such a short chapter. I needed a connecting chapter for Sephiroth.