Deep space 0000010… As light from a distant star breaches the horizon of the massive planet Gnaux (Knocks), three immense ships encroach upon the local scenery. Flickering and dancing in the new born Star’s light millions of Klespon (Clesp on) fighters swarm the first ship engulfing it like angry Hornets attack a would be passer buy. This ship being the biggest is of Congorian (Con gor ian) origin, massive in size “Altiris” is 120 saigs in length. Spade shaped she bulges to a staggering 75 kilometers wide at mid hull then narrowing back down to 36 kilometers aft. With a crystalline structure she appears to have been grown yet her hull is diamond shaped aft and blends into an A frame at bow thusly relaying she is indeed constructed. Jutting downward from her bow is a spire that stretches 8 kilometers. With heavy damage absorbed her hull has gapping wounds that bleed her inhabitants out into the hellish vale of space. The other two ships are ominous in appearance and look to be spawned from the blackest pits of hell. In tandem formation they rest 2 kilometers away from Altiris’s Starboard side. These two monstrosities are Khallilian (Call il ian), with slightly bowed hulls almost crescent moon shaped leaving the aft bridge and bow the highest points. In a barrage of fire these two ships tear through Altiris shredding her by the second. 24 kilometers in length the Khallilian battle cruisers take their brunt of a counter attack. Receiving devastating wounds of their own Altiris won’t go down without a fight. Scurrying to save what remains of his ship Altiris Aushalin (Ah shcha lin) hurries to and fro from console to console downloading coordinates and data. “Prepare the ship for detonation,”- Aushalin states to his longtime friend Sakra. (Sok rah)
“Sir all escape pods have been deployed’-we must leave at once”. Millions of pods jettison some collide with Klespon fighters and others are targeted by them and destroyed leaving thousands’ to penetrate the enemy fighters make it through rescued by their allies covering them in Clapham (Claf fam)war birds’.
“Just a few more moments,”- Aushalin says aloud to himself. Activating an automated defense the Turbine cannons fire Aushalin and his trusty companion pause to watch the weapons demolishing the portside of the lead cruiser. Ripping through it like a dulled buzz saw blade through wet wood- ripping chunks off in the process.
“Activate the signal array”- Aushalin orders Sakra.
“Aye,”- Sakra confirmis, Aushalin’s request. A green glow emanates from Altiris lending more evidence to its advanced and unearthly design. Millions of Clapham war birds spread from her triangular docking bays- only to collide with the Klespon fighters’ of the Khallilians. Aushalin switches on the Holocrom projector to communicate with his people and nearby planetary systems. “This is a communique to the 7 planets of the Tridell.’ “The time for action is now the fate of the Universe hangs in the balance-‘Earth must be saved.” “Prepare- for the time is at hand gather all the forces you can- activate the beacons of light- war is immanent.’ “My people having just survived a ruthless attack’- “we have confirmed that it was in fact Khallilian forces.’ “I Aushalin request- that all communications and treaties, begin under the watchful eye of Sakra Aushalin he has proved quite knowledgeable and coherent to the situations at hand.’ “The Striphe must be activated at once in doing so the chosen one will be born’- “his name shall be Khrone” Aushalin ends the transmission.
“Quick to the ship Aushalin’- “we must make haste for this ship is doomed”- Sakra suggests to his longtime friend. Jettisoning the command deck now acts as a lifeboat with it flying off Aushalin informs the remaining Clapham to seek refuge and join his people the Congorians for to build our forces for the upcoming war…
“Iska tukuk en nar mak shu clhaan aktu shu.. Unktu, aie twantek ukatu Nautukaam, eithskaa a an nan e shu evtka untuk nomin eathe. Ievis ktu untuk tu- aie skah ana vertu kun tu watk khaan ensheinhwa evtaak clhaan stikukwa eeshtwa en Nautukaam ishkta, inanamu tuk thantwtaka eskat tu enu munshtuk….” Magistrate’s Decree 9,999,000 B.C
“For millennia, our people have waited in the blackest pits of Nautukaam (Not to calm). Waiting for our distant relatives… from the far corners of the Universe- to come and unite. After the battle of Azgull we fled our planet in search of a new- finding the perfect planet they call it - -Earth. This is a small yet suitable planet for us to inhabit - our survival depends on it. Our time has come to rise to power Nautukaam, and to overthrow the Tridell, and the Pillar humanity will fall- death awaits all carbon based life forms- this we decree”…Magistrate’s Decree