Deep inside the Imperial Palace, a group of high-ranking officials sat around a massive holographic table.
Minister Reginald, adjusting his monocle: "General Selene has yet to capture the boy."
Admiral Huxley, scoffing: "Preposterous. How hard can it be to catch one teenager?"
Minister Reginald, frowning: "You do realize he has an entire harem of lunatics protecting him?"
Admiral Huxley, grumbling: "That's irrelevant."
The massive screen flickered as Selene's face appeared.
Selene, calmly: "I will capture Finn. But it seems… certain forces are protecting him."
Minister Reginald, raising an eyebrow: "You mean his collection of girlfriends?"
Selene, deadpan: "Yes."
Admiral Huxley, snorting: "Then eliminate them."
Selene, ignoring him: "There's something bigger at play. Finn's escape wasn't just luck. Someone else is pulling the strings."
The room fell silent.
Minister Reginald, slowly: "…You don't mean—"
Selene, nodding: "Yes. Them."