[b]New Condia[/b]
The bombs only dropped faster, as the remaining 3 million civilians who did not evacuate fell victim to the firebombing.

"There is no hope for them, we evacuated who we could. If we stop now they would be consumed by the parasites, there bodies turned against there families. This is not a cruel act of violence, this is a act of mercy.

[b]The Dreadnought, [i]The Last Hope[/i][/b]
“[i]In a universe far away, and long ago. There stood many proud nations, many powerful ones. Now it lies in ruins, this dreadnought a last ditch effort to save that universe. A massive one built with technology from all nations. It failed, but it was destined to. Not even the Goddess could stand against what ruined us, what threw us into chaos…[/i]”

The Captain of the vessel stood, he had refused to let people call him by his original name. He had acquired many over the years since he had returned to the now dead universe and became Captain of [i]The Last Hope[/i]. He was tall, wearing the same black stretch uniform he always did. It had 3 letters in silver on the front. He remembered what they had stood for, and what the values of that nation had been. He had committed acts that still haunted them to this day against that nation. He would never be redeemed from them. His face was gaunt and pale, from all of the years of space travel that had happened since this dreadnought had fled the universe from where it had come. His eyes a bright green, his hair and beard the same brown color it always been.

He took a minute and overlooked his bridge crew. They all were concentrated on their work, the bridge falling into total silence because of it except for the occasional beep of a computer system. They all had fought bravely to try to defend their homes but they had failed, and they had been traveling from universe to universe, hoping to find a new home. The Captain left the bridge, to inspect the rest of the ship, and check on someone that had been wounded their the final few battles, one that he had betrayed.

Many civilians had been picked up in the aftermath, as well as few soldiers. Most stood quiet, as there was nothing to talk about expect sadness over what had been lost. He saw a grey in his enviro-suit listening to a old song that had come from his civilization. He had refused to call this generation of greys by their proper names, the generations before were at least somewhat noble despite all of their failings. The atrocities this generation greys had committed towards the end of the war that had ruined them just to survive made them undeserving of that name. The grey tried again as was usual to penetrate the mental barrier of Captain to force him to call him the name that they once had, but the Captain’s mental barrier was too strong. He ignored the grey and proceeded further into the ship.

He thought in silence as he walked through the next part of the ship. It was beautiful, forged of silver and gold with various decorations scattered around it. It still unsettled him, as the noble species who had built this had all died in that war. Proud, Strong, and peaceful they had been, and now they were no more. He looked around, seeing that the 6 gems that once had belonged to the 6 greatest heroes of their nation, however they remained silent, the power source that had fueled them destroyed. The Captain picked up one, each was a different colored gem laid into a finely crafted gold necklace.

Dark thoughts were all that filled the Captain’s mind. He saw first-hand the destruction that those forces had wrought upon their former universe, the war they had caused with the once proud nations who had built the [i]The Last Hope[/i]. He finally left the part of the ship, reaching his final destination. The medi-bay, where three people he needed to speak to were.

The Captain stepped in, a few doctors attending to the sick and wounded. They payed no attention to him, not many beyond his bridge crew and officers did. To many who had seen the archives of his actions he was nothing but a monster or a mad-man. He ignored them as well, as he only wanted to see those three.

He reached the final room, where a doctor monitoring a computer terminal monitored a medi-tank of sorts. A female human sat near a window, looking out through it and off into the distance, disconnected from everything around her. A small shining gem also sat near the medi-tank. Inside the medi-tank was a blue-skinned humanoid with two stalks protruding from his head. He had short black hair, and his eyes were closed shut. The Captain approached the crystal first, using a limited telepathic ability he had acquired to access it. Upon attempting to access it he felt great sadness and sorrow from the presence inside, before he was quickly forced out by its barriers. He approached the human female first, garnering her attention.

“Are you doing alright?” asked the Captain.

“He’s been in there so long...will he ever come out?” responded the female in a sad tone. The Captain attempted to try to get her to talk to him further but she refused to give any further response. The Captain went to talk to the doctor on the status of the patient within the tank, when the patient began shaking inside, and according to the tank’s automated procedures it immediately released the alien side, as he awoke coughing and dripping with the tank’s liquid. The Captain and the female human rushed to his side. The Captain spoke first.

“Fairlan, Fergus… Are you alright? Do you remember what happened?” asked the Captain.

Another person stepped in, mentioning that they had arrived at there intended destination, but the Captain waved him off as he awaited Fairlan response.

[b]Sol[/b]
At the edge of the Sol one of the largest Dreadnoughts the UTF had ever seen arrived. It clearly looked as it if it had been built with technology from multiple different species. Shortly after it arrived it beamed in multiple languages to Earth, including English, the following message.

"I am the first officer of this vessel, It is known as the Last Hope. We are travelers so to speak, we lost our true homes long ago, and in we are in need of assistance. And we carry a warning."