Commandant Mele-on Grayza

Victory. That was all that mattered to Peacekeepers. To be a winner was one of the best thing a Peacekeeper could be, for it often the way up the chain of command. It was how Mele-on Grayza had worked up the chain to become Commandant. It was how Heppel oil gland to make sure she could be a winner, as well as control others. She was at one point in command of all of the Peacekeeper forces...

She lost it all. All of it, due to one man. He might have had a team, he might have had help, but it all went back to him. He even turned around the fortune of Aeryn Sun, a disgraced exiled Peacekeeper, lowest of the low. But Sun rose and Grayza fell because of John Crichton, a Sebacean-like alien called a Human from the world known as Earth.

Ironic, that she should receive the means of her ultimate victory just a short time before her ultimate defeat at the hands of Sun and Crichton. Sitting outside of time and space, the Infinity Gems gave her power beyond everything she knew. The secrets of Crichton's Wormholes and the aliens which granted him the knowledge, was now hers and simple to understand. She was the mistress of Time, Space, Reality, Mind, Soul and Power itself.

'Any enemy I have will submit to me. Scarrans, willing servants of the Peacekeepers. The same with any non-Sebacean life form. Sun and Scorpius groveling at my feet. But more importantly... John Crichton existing to serve at my will.' Mele-on though to herself, not noticing her own attraction to Crichton based on his ability to win. She continued, 'Time to get what I deserve.'