Brynn Fallon never knew a time in which the Galra were not in control. The girl was trying her best to revive a religion long since considered dead. Among the war torn galaxies Brynn begins to master both the force and a new found weapon all while attempting to escape from her exile after her disgrace at the face of the Galra. °•°•°•° Pantheon had grown up at odds with those around him. His father was expecting him to grow up to be a tyrannical warlord like himself and take over his empire beside his brother Lotor however there was the rare being that said otherwise. It wasn't easy being the son of Zarkon. Pantheon had ever constant guards and the scorn of fallen nations pointed at him and really all he wanted to do was play with his pet. It didn't really help that his older brother Lotor was ever eager to follow their father in his own horrid ways.