The First Order fleet and Final Order fleet assimilate together into the new Final Galactic Empire. The separate fleets expand throughout the galaxy, taking over one planet at a time. Under my Emperor's guidance, I ordered the destruction of only a handful of planets as the rest were quick to fall in line. We have snuffed out nearly all of the rebel scum as they hide in the far corners of wild space. The resistance is no more. Small bands of hero wannabes occasionally assemble, but I, The executioner, take care of it in a timely manner.
Imperial currencies are beginning to circulate, labor laws are in effect, prisoners work in mining resources, and a new senate is in the works allowing every planet to voice their concerns to Emperor Hux. I am in charge of enacting the will of our Leader. I carry out public executions of war criminals found guilty, interrogate personell thoroughly, destroy plots of treason, and anything else to protect Hux at all costs.
Emperor Hux walks leisurely through the large and wide room staring out the long horizontal windows, covering the entire wall of the room. The buildings darken like a silhouette as the sun sets on the planet of Coruscant. He swings off his long uniform jacket, now fitted with golden tassels at the shoulder, fit for a Leader. It flows in the air, as the blood red lining within the jacket flashes and catches my eyes.
"So what's next on our list, Armitage?"
"Ruling the galaxy never ends, my love. I have some resistance prisoners that need a little more persuasion in giving up their hideouts in the far reaches of space. Neither officers nor probe droid were able to get much out of them. Do you think you can get started with that tonight?" He hands me his holopad with profiles and lists of questions for each person.
"Is it time sensitive? I'd rather not do anymore work today." I grumble and roll my eyes while putting his device on the table.
"I was under the impression that you wanted more things to do. It can wait." He looks away from the sunset view and stares at me, with his stern emotionless face. "Did you have something in mind?"
"What I meant was that we have everything we could have ever wanted. What next?" I embrace Armitage and lean my head on his chest.
"Ah, I see." His serious face ponders in thought for a moment. "We take whatever life throws at us and enjoy every last bit of it." He holds me tightly. "I love you, (F/N)."
"And I love you, Armitage."
He takes my hand, with the plain silver ring on my finger and kisses it. I stare up into his bright gleaming eyes. He scrunches his eyebrows together. "Wait a minute."
I lift my head off his chest. "What?"
"We never got married, did we?"
"I mean, you never asked."
"So much has happened, I just assumed we were at this point." He pulls away from me. "Let me do this properly." He clears his throat and inhales. "(F/N) (L/N), will you do me the honor of ruling this galaxy by my side, not as my executioner, nor guard, nor Commander, but as my other half?"
I tilt my head. "Am I not already your other half?" I ask playfully.
"Um-" He stutters. "I mean-" his face flushes a rosy pink. "My apologies. I tried to make it sound special." His fingers run his orange hair back in a nervous fluster as he stares at his shoes. His eyes flick back up to me. "Will you marry me?"
I pause for a moment and pretend to think about my answer. I see Armitage's sweet eyes don a look of uneasiness as I wait to answer him. "Of course I will." I giggle.
He huffs out a smiling sigh. "Excellent. Should I take off your ring and put it back on?"
I laugh. "No. It's fine the way it is. Once we actually do get married, I'll let you do that."
He smiles brightly and kisses my forehead. "I can have it arranged in a few days time."
I reach up and cup his blushing cheeks into my hands. "Nothing crazy. Just you and me."
He nods. "By any chance, did you receive your gift in our bedroom yet?" He asks.
"What gift?"
"I had it sent to our room earlier today."
I sigh in a moment of exhaustion."I've been out all day. There were rumors of assassination plans and I had a good lead from an insider."
"Right. There was." He nods. "How did that go?"
"Successful. I killed the traitors and threw their leader into the prison for questioning later this week. I need her to starve a bit before I do my usual tactics."
"Wonderful. Come, my love. I want you to open your gift." He grabs his coat and holds out his arm for me to take. I link my arm with his as we make our way to the bedroom.
Millicent meows in the hallway, scurrying around having her own adventure to who knows where.
Armitage opens the large golden door to our fancy bedroom. A small weathered box lays neatly on my side of the bed. "A note?"
"I thought you would have received it earlier while I was out." He sheepishly says. He hangs up his jacket and begins to undress after a long day of ruling the galaxy.
My dearest,
Here is a treasured artifact of the old made new. It's history is directly tied to Coruscant. Make use of it. Twist it's legacy to your will.
Love,
Your Emperor
I peak behind me to see Armitage watching intently. He takes off his black undershirt and tosses it into the hamper.
I pick up the old box and open the lid. A red velvet sash covers what is under it. I move it away to reveal a silver and black hilt of a lightsaber with golden accents. I pick it up from the velvet case and marvel in its old fashioned beauty. "Who's was this?"
"It's a long and enriching tale tied into the fates of many that have shaped our present. I've archived the details and sent it to your holopad to read on your free time."
"The craftsmanship is gorgeous." I put the box back on its bed and take in the well built hilt in my hands, getting a good feel for it. It's heavier than my own saber.
"It's a favorite of mine. You'll see once you ignite it." Armitage says.
I point the hilt away from me and ignite it. An astounding vibrant color of amethyst spills out of the handle. "Purple?" It's blade is long, as a regular lightsaber should be.
"If you would prefer red, I can find you another lightsaber."
"It's stunning! I've only ever heard tales of purple lightsabers. I can't believe I'm holding one!" I move it around to understand it's shape and length. "I've trained with short blades for so long, that this almost feels weird. I'll have to train a bit more." I sheath the beautiful purple glow. "Thank you Armitage."
"Of course, my dear." He picks up his black boots and puts them in his closet.
I put the saber on my empty belt holster and scurry over to Armitage. My hands reach up to his shoulders as I nearly yank him down to kiss him.
"Mm." He moans out and pulls away. "We should head to bed soon. It's an early day tomorrow."
"Surely we aren't sleeping this early?" I pout my lips at him.
"No. I have some things to do first before I sleep." He mumbles between our kisses.
"Like?"
"You." His hands trail down my side. Without any kind of permission, he loosens my belt and takes it off. He drops it to the ground. My black tunic opens slightly, revealing the interior of bright red. Armitage immediately undoes my weapons belt and gently places it down with my lightsabers still attached to it.
"Wow. You are demanding today." I mumble, feeling his warm skin with my ever searching hands.
He smiles. "Well I am your Emperor now."
"That you are. What are my orders?"
He quickly pulls away and drops his happy expression. "Wait, are you really letting me take control tonight?"
"Why not? It's been a special day, Emperor Hux." I coo at his title and bat my eyes.
He nods and undoes his pants. "As your Emperor, I command you to get on your knees."
"Yes, Emperor Hux."
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The End?