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Cvetko Ivannov slowly smoked his cigar with a great deal of pleasure, as he leaned back and watched the stars from his observation deck. The captain was full of pride after his salvage team had succesfully recovered a large cache of golden age relics, among them numbered dozens of weapons and even a priceless jumpship still in working condition. The Iron Soul and her crew had spent hours avoiding awoken patrols in the reef just to claim the prize that had been waiting for them withing the maze like field of the reef. Ivannov knew fully well what became of those who intruded on awoken airspace, the policemen of the reef were certainly not known for their generositry; and Ivannov hoped to never encounter such watchmen of the reef.

The captain took yet another puff from his cigar, and placed his hands in a relaxed postion behind his head, as he contiued to gaze into the stars. Behind him were about a dozen or more operators who worked away at their terminals. The captain certainly had a good reason to be so relaxed for they were traveling on a secure route towards the city, far from any Cabal or Hive exclusion zone. It was highly unlikley that an enemy patrol would stray this far into deep space, and if they did the Iron Soul's scanners would detect them long before they came into view of the vessel.

"Captain, incoming asteroids," warned an operator.

A large group of asteroids varying in size, and shape approached the Iron Soul at a fast pace. Although the Iron Soul was durable to take a few hits, the captain would certainly not have any damage become of ship if he had anything to say about it.

"Reduce thruster speed by fifty percent, and activate the forward shields in case of impact," the captain ordered.

Within minutes the asteroids had engulfed the vessel amongst them, the salvage vessel fortunately was small enough to fit in between the massive planetoids but the threat was still present. Large asteroids were easily avoided, however smaller faster debris was encountered but the only evidence of such an impact was a suttle vibration in the ship's hull as the object crashed harmlesly into the shield. But, something was wrond and Ivannov knew it.

As the asteroids slowly turned around to reveal the opporite side, the captain and his crew stared in disbelief as several harvesters appeared to be docked to the side of the planetoids. To make things worse, they appeared to also be detaching from the asteroids and were closing on the salvage vessel rapidly.

"Activat defensive weaponry!" ordered Ivannov.

But, it was too late too little. For there was only around a few football fields worth of length between them and the fleet of harvesters that was bearing down on them. The captain and his men drew their weapons preparing to face the imenent boardina action that was about to comince. Ivannov certainly would not allow any alien to take his ship from his grasps without a fight, he tightned the grip over his hand cannon and prayed for the best as several vibrations were felt all across the ship. Evidence that their borders had arrived.

Several monitors above the room displayed images caught from security cameras around the ship, and the sight was certainly not one to behold. Squads of Cabal stormed through holes carved into the Iron Soul's hull, tearing apart unprepared crew men as they emerged from their harvesters.

Ivannov could only watch in horror as his crew were slaughtered by the Cabal, and he clenched his fists in frustration knowing all he could do was watch. No. He told himself, this was not all he could do. The captain rushed over towards a terminal to deliver what probably was his last order, and began to relay a distress signal, hoping someone would respond in time.

"If any one is out there please aid us, we are under attack by the Cabal and our defenses have proved inadaquate. Please Guardians we can't fight this alone."