Phasma was training alongside the common stormtroopers and was already better than them in all fields.

Hux stood aside, watching her as she hit her target, which had the appearance of Leia Organa, every time, alternating heart and head.

This girl also seemed to have advanced tactical and strategy skills.

General Hux was considering putting her in charge of all of the stormtroopers, under him, of course.

He just had to run it by the Supreme Leader and Kylo Ren.

Making up his mind, Hux left.  He strode down the halls and went straight to the hologram chamber, passing a massive window that looked over the ice planet Kylo Ren had christened "Starkiller."

"Supreme Leader," Hux said, dropping to one knee as the hologram flickered to life.

"General Hux. How is construction?"

"Going well, sir, but I didn't come to you about that."

"The girl."

"Well, yes. She shows expertise in all the required fields to be a captain, more than any of my stormtroopers so far."

Snoke nodded sagely. "And you believe she should be the captain, ranking just below you?"

"Yes," Hux said, surprised. "Sir," he tacked on.

"Bring her to me, along with Kylo Ren."

Hux nodded and walked out of the chamber. He went to the training room first, where Phasma was still shooting.

She looked up when he stood in front of her and motioned for her to follow.

Then Hux, Phasma in tow, went after Kylo Ren.

The masked man was standing at the row of windows overlooking the planet.

"Ren," Hux said, irritably.

He turned.

"The Supreme Leader wishes to see you," he said.

Kylo Ren dropped the hologram tablet he was holding in disgust.  It shattered at Phasma's feet.  She didn't even flinch.

Inside the chamber, they didn't even have to tell her to bow before Snoke. She immediately was overcome with his vast height and fell to the ground.

She was in the presence of true power.

Snoke chuckled.  "Rise, young one."

She did so, standing before him, shoulders back, eyes trained on where his eyes were.

"General Hux tells me you are very skilled," he said.

"I would like to think so."

He laughed.  "He proposed that you become Captain of the stormtroopers."

"I would be honored."  She sounded humble, but she was bursting with arrogant pride.

"Well, then, welcome to the First Order, Captain Phasma."

She dipped her head with a grin.

Later, looking at her uniform, she had an idea.  There was a cruiser on her home planet, silvery, which gleamed in the sunlight.

She requested for some of the chrome to be brought back and made into a uniform for her.

When it was finished, she put it on. Her hair kept on slipping out of the helmet.

Learning from the Knight's mistake, Phasma picked up a small knife and began to hack at her hair until it was short, and close to her head.

Phasma admired her reflective armor, put on her helmet, and went out.