Somewhere on the outer rim 12 stares at a flashing red light on a console. He appears to be holding and consoling a baby.
"It's okay. Thirteen may be dead, but soon this whole galaxy will be too. In a few more days the ship will be ready and you and I will go, leaving this galaxy to its fate. We'll find a whole new galaxy, just the two of us. Then with my help, you will carry on 13's primary goal. We'll build up a whole new Empire, and you Lord Vader will rule as you were always meant too. Won't that be wonderful?"
The baby giggles at this as twelve continues to stare out over the secret shipyard and the ship meant to carry them to their new home.