Board Thread:Fun and Games Forum/@comment-26355186-20150819063938/@comment-26664320-20150823201400

It was quiet in the dim void of space, the ruins of Hive vessels floated lifelessly amongst the orbit of Ceres. In the distance a large freighter slipped out of near light speed, a loud boom was heard as the vessel cracked into reality once more. The rotting hulks, and dust that was left over from the Hive defense fleet were thrown through space like ragdolls, tossing and turning. As the strange vessel entered the orbital space around the moon of Ceres, another vessel was spotted near the vicinity of the freighter. The two craft stared endlessly at each other, almost in a death like trance until the freighter began to rapidly approach the Fallen ketch at top speed. As it neared the Fallen craft, it became apparent that the freighter had an armored plow mounted on the front of the ship. Adorned with a many painted teeth, depicting an open mouth ready to close on whatever prey was in front of it.

Suddenly, the freighter veered upwards narrowly dodging the bolts of plasma that tore through the void of space, the craft flew over the ketch at speeds the defensive batteries were unable to keep up with. But, what astonished the Fallen arming the guns even more was that they noticed several large additional engine jets, crudely strapped on to the hull of the freighter to give it the needed speed boost. As the strange golden age craft loomed over the ketch, several large triangular pods were deployed from beneath it's hulk. They pierced the hull of the ketch with a loud screech, as the freighter continued to move upward in an attempt to avoid the broadside of the mighty Fallen vessel.

But, what came out of the pods could not be determined as screams echoed across the Fallen comms sending chills down the spines of the guardians that were still in their briefing room.