The command room busied themselves with various task needed to launch into the nexus once more. Khazna flexed, yawned, and generally waited in object boredom. By the the gates of oblivion! He had almost forgotten how time consuming it was to move from one nexus gateway to another, just to get to where you wanted to go. Then there was the possibility you might not even get there if a Nexus storm swallowed the ship and dumped it randomly elsewhere in the multiverse. That had only ever happened Khazna and his entire fleet had ended up in a world of unicorns, sparkling pones, dancing flowers and rainbow! Khazna had since vowed to murder every and anything unicorn or pony he ever met again. 

Such inconveniences were exactly why Angar-Rylla needed control of the nexus, specifically to avoid rainbows and pones. Though there was also the shear strategical value, but he secretly believed it was mostly the latter reason. The sound of the command rooms door's opening clued Khazna to the arrival of Fury. 

“Khazna, what do you want?” He asked.

Khazna sat up and beamed. "Ah, Sunshine! There you are, was beginning to wonder if you got lost on the way looking for the loo!" He then clapped his hands together. "Right then, it seems you have good timing however, it seems his highness Gladius Dei Senechal has intrusted with the ever important takes of anomaly hunting! Not the most exciting of jobs perhaps, but it beats hazard pay out in the asteroid fields." 

He tapped his chin, and then started again as if he just remembered something. "In any case HQ believes there might be something to this most recent wormhole, I don't profess to understand the since behind it all, but apparently this anomaly originated from the nexus itself. Which could very well mean a Dreamer himself has appeared, if such is the case you presence would be most appreciated." 

An alarm suddenly sounded and Baltu interrupted. "Cardinal! We are picking up an approaching vessel on our sensors." 

Khazna looked back to Fury. "Oh, made some friends did we? Hmm, perhaps their here to make their surrender official." 

"Sir, it seems their hailing us..."

“This is Brigadier General Garrett Johnson, United States Air Force. You are in violation of American orbital space, and are harboring a fugitive from justice. You will depart at this instant, or face the consequences. If you cannot understand me, I will send a warning shot to convey my intentions.”

"Is he telling me what to do?" Khazna asked. "I hate when people do that!" 

"They're accelerating, sir!" Warned one of the deck officers. Sure enough the small ship had entered hyper speed and fired off a missile. Alarms sounded as the capital ship entered battle ready conditions. Weapons were powered and trained on the ship's position, meanwhile the escort ships began pulling away into a defensive pattern. 

Once the missile was lunched point defense weapons zeroed in on it, and in a blink of an eye it was snuffed out of existence with pin-point laser fire. 

"Hmm...so not surrendering then?" Khazna pointedly mentioned. "Bah, I don't have time for this, is the nexus gate located yet?" 

"Yes sir, we need only activate it." Baltu announced. 

"Prefect, open up a gate then, meanwhile prep the missile in tube 77." 

"Missile prepped, but those are just EMP-"

"Oh, I know! But he won’t! When you’re done with that establish communication, then boot up a gate, I'm already annoyed with this place. No one has a sense of humor." 

After a moment Baltu announced that communications were established. Khazna smiled under his mask then began. "This is ground control to major Tom, it seems you head is too far up your ass, in loo of this you may kindly shove off." With a crack of his knuckles he then added. "Oh, cut comm's and fire those missiles if you please."

"Missiles away." 

At that moment a fast free falling device shot down from the underside of the capital ship. It soared down to earth then immediately split into a dozen small missile shaped projectiles once it broke the atmosphere. Moments later a rip in space time appeared just a few miles before the Angar-Rylla fleet, which quickly begin filing into the void. 
 
"You make the most interesting friends Sunshine." Khazna mentioned to Fury.