[b]Kepler-186 F[/b]
"Well then, best of luck to you." Said the Boskop, ordering everybody out of the area. A squad of Abh commandos took their place, holding laser-railgun hybrids. Having been equipped with EMP shielding, the weapons worked perfectly, as did their negative mass harnesses. Activating their harnesses, they floated upwards with upward thrusts, appearing counterproductive for someone trying to go up. The team reached the top of the armor suit, and the squad leader looked it right in the eyes just as the governor had done. A quick transmission from their neural transmitters, having also been protected, reached the secondary capital of the planet, alerting the others of the problem. They fired their lasers at the suit, producing an incredibly powerful energy beam wearing down the suit's shields. They dodged the suit's fire using their negative mass harnesses, adjusting the amount of negative mass in their boots to control their vertical velocity. Far off in the distance, dropships and tanks could be seen heading towards the area, with artillery shells impacting the suit already.

[b]Equestrian Downfall[/b]
Federation starships have begun moving into former Equestrian space, setting up defense perimeters around their former worlds and orbital command posts. Colony ships have also been sent to the perimeter worlds, building small cities on the Equestrian planets as no Terragen can use the buildings left behind. However, no ships not in the Federation military are being permitted entry and no messages have been sent on the subject of this sudden activity, only sensor images show what is happening. Untold numbers of starships combing the void, the carriers among them deploying even larger numbers of spy drones. Every major Admiral the Federation has, Spoor, Yuuki Sora, Fergus, and Emily, each with as many starships under their command as the officially released Federation fleet numbers. It was obvious that the Federation had been lying about their strength this whole time.

[b]Commune, Zonanese Space[/b]
A Federation transport jumped in using a conventional warp drive, venting the negative energy and slowing to orbital speed. A rotating ring provided gravity for its Terragen occupants, well, mostly Terragen occupants. An unarmed dropship slowly floated out of the transport's hangar bay, and it transmitted a message.
On the receiving screen, the blue face of the alien who called herself Lahnha could be seen, it was a confused but exited look.
"Admiral Lahnha, Shuroh International Space Agency, currently a member of the Allied Interstellar Federation. We have information that we trust only you with at the current time, therefore I request permission to land and meet with a diplomatic party."