Jeremy's worst day ever

[Shagohad]

The Storm sped away from the rare vessel, not intent on staying so near to an entity that held such alien power. Slowly, the ornate craft swiveled and disappeared into the nameless nebula that dominated the system. This sector was not charted or heavily explored; leaving most of its features nameless aside from the few planets that had been given designations for future surveying. The nebula itself held a bizarre property that effected all electrical signals coming to and from vessels within the spatial body. Only advanced senses could be relied on.

Within the hangar bay, the young Order officer would survey an elaborate cavern with stone-like walls. Etched into them are alien symbols that glow with a cool blue light. Four Kusaran fighters, their model type or allegiance discernible in the soft light, sit a few meters to the right, hooked up to the ship by a numerous quantity of power cables.

A large door opens up, a brighter light flooding through to outline a thin figure. "Jeremy Hunter," a voice from the figure says, echoing around the cavernous room, "You are a guest of your most hated foes." The figure steps forward, his features showing that he is in fact armored in a skin-tight suit, entirely featureless. The helmet that dons his head holds a mask with numerous eyes on the side of the mask. There is no sign that this being is armed.

"Welcome, Hunter, to the home of Tekagi's Remnant."

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"THE HULL HAS BEEN BREACHED AND THE SCIENCE IS LEAKING OUT!"