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Terran Imperium, 210 Years ago
Sol System, Earth High Orbit
HIMS [I]Elegance[/I], the Emperor's Yacht
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For over a week, Emperor Marcus Nazarius, his wife and a few of their grandchildren were enjoying a private cruise around the Sol System for the Empress' birthday, a relatively peaceful and quiet week for the royal elderly couple and their youngest grandchildren, a nice little family bonding.

From their personal quarters, the two had watched the children run through the halls, playing a game of tag, all the while a servant drone was struggling to do its job perfectly and bring a meal to the emperor and empress. The drone successfully passed through the chaotic corridors, presenting a tray filled with high class meals made with painful prescription and detail. "Lunch is now served your Majesty." the droid spoke in a rather high class and elegant British accent. "The young masters meals shall be prepared in a short while."

"Good, as you were." The Emperor commanded the droid, it giving a respectful bow as it left the room, the doors now sliding shut, Marcus slowly wrapping his arm around his wife, their eyes meeting once more with passion. "I never say it enough, but you've gotten more beautiful in your age." A rather cheesy and cringe worthy sentence, nonetheless, it moved her. 

"Oh Marcus..." she said with a caring smile. "What would I do without you?" in that moment they embraced, along with kisses to the cheeks. "I wouldn't know." Marcus replied. "But I wouldn't have any other way, happy birthday."

Immediately after the droid left the room the ship began to shake a little. Then a thump was heard in the other room. Before the emperor could even ask what was wrong a shadow of a man stood in the door way. The shadow smiled at the emperor and waited for his reply. 

The Emperor partially raised himself from the bed, glaring at the shadowed individual. "Who the hell are you?!?! How did you get on this ship?!"  his hand slowly reaching for his pistol sitting on a dress to his left. 

"Emperor, I'm here to end what your family had started a long tim ago. The pilot is dead and there is only one escape pod left and you sir will be joining me for that ride." The man said he moved closer to them. 

"Like hell I am!." Marcus said as he grabbed the pistol, rolled out of the bed, unloading several shots towards his kidnapper.

The man laughed and merely held up his hand and the several shots stop in midair as he held them there. Yet as he did this the man's shape began to fade and instead an alien one of which the humans had never seen appeared.  ( http://i.imgur.com/dmL7E9z.jpg )

The Emperor was awe struck by the alien being, not he had seen anything like it. "What are you..?"

It began to laugh and let the bullet drop to the floor. "We'll have plenty of time to discuss that. Now come." The alien no longer stopping the bullet began tranforming back to human. 

The Emperor tossed aside his weapon, charging straight for the alien intruder and intending to beat it to death with his bare fists. 

The man once again laughed. He let the man get close enough and then punched him knocking the man to the side.

"What's so funny? Better hurry if you intend to spirit me away or we all die."

The man nodded and walked over to the old emperor punching him and knocking him out. When they awoke again there was a young girl with them in a remote location. 

Before being whisked away, all he could hear was his wife's screams and the ship's alarms going off, as they entered the atmosphere. And to his bewilderment, he finds himself somewhere completely different, not quite sure of himself if this is even Earth, all that were present was himself, the alien intruder and a strange young girl. He quickly got up, franticlly scanning his surroundings for his family. "Where's my wife!? Where are my grandchildren you xeno bastard!"

"That's beside the point. What does matter is that you continue your line. If you do that I will help one of your children retake control of the galaxy."

"What?" he asked, confused by the alien's words. "What do you mean? You're not making sense!"

"I mean, you are the only one left from that ship. Your empire is already crumbling from what's been said over the extranet. You can no longer lead but you can grant the gift of purity. Supply me with something to rule through. With me at their back. The empire will never crumble again.

It was all a blur to him, the moment he heard he was the lone survivor, not even that, no one even knows. His wife and grandchildren are dead, the Imperium is crumbling into civil war, and it was this alien's fault. The news had sent him into a wild rage, screaming to the top of his lungs, pounding his fists to the ground, tears welling up and pouring from his eyes. "Why would I help YOU!?!" he screamed. "You murdered my family, and becuase of you, my family's legacy is no more!"

It laughed again, mocking the emperor "My dear old man, your legacy is all you have left to give. Either you will give that willingly and in return I can keep you alive to see the family regain control or I can take it forcefully."  

The Emperor was silent for a moment, now in giref and broken within mere moments. "....Fine...you took everything from me...but I have no choice...you best keep your word...restore the Imperium...or fail and rot in hell for all I care."

Hell. the alien looked confused but nodded. As the ship landed he looked up into the stars.