Sulking back in the shadows, the king of evil watched from the dark corners of the boarding deck as the pilots and crew of the ISS busily paced across the floor, several of them boarding onto battle ships and leaving the station. Ganondorf was curious about this, for the intercom announced that the majority of them were headed for Gaia, a distant planet Sephiroth had mentioned before. No one had apparently noticed him by yet, but he was starting to get irritated from hiding in the shadows.
As one man in a jumpsuit passed by, just out of the geurodo's reach, he looked up, pupils tightening and glinting at his chance, then waited for a split second as his target came closer. The pilot continued to jog, right behind a nearby battle ship, then briefly cried out as a large, dark figure lounged at him from the dark, tackling him to the ground with immense power.
He screamed for help, but under his assailant's mass, all his pleas were muffled and lost, deeming him helpless.
"You're going to help me now," the wizard told the man quietly as he ripped off his helmet and oxygen mask.
"Then, I'm going to thank you in my own, personal way," he finished.
As Ganondorf spoke, his body gradually tinted to pure black, breaking off bit-by-bit, then completely split apart as his matter entered the fazed pilot. He gave a shocked, petrified look as the sorcerer entered his body, and then, after he was entirely gone, fell back unconscious for a moment.
Two more men in jumpsuits came rushing to the place they had heard their comrade cry out, but stopped upon seeing him contently emerge from the dark. In exasperation, they asked, "What was that? You had us panic for a moment!"
The attacked pilot looked back to his ally, expressing no emotion in his facade as he stared back blankly. His skin seemed greenish pale, and his eyes were bloodshot around the edges. Though he was clearly awake, the man just seemed... dead.
"I, fell..." He remarked in a hollow tone. His fellow pilots looked at one another, shrugged, then headed back to their respective Y-wings. The drone of a crew member followed them slowly, taking his awaiting time. As he entered the battle ship, he naturally set its ignition on, then took off and left the satellite without another single kink of suspicion.
The group of fighters soared off through the empty space, in the direction of this, "Gaia." Perhaps Sephiroth would be there, and they could finally mobilize their plans as they had intended. But he would to wait and see for that.
Ganondorf grinned through the possessed pilot as his squad entered hyperspeed...