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[url=https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=Qn8bKS4lDtI][b]July 17th, 2552
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[b]"What the hell happened?"[/b] His words fell flat against the silence. The planet in front of them was not the lush green anymore. It was [b]not[/b] Sigma Octanus IV. This planet was deep blue. Commander Jefferson looked down and forward, to where the helmsman and navigator/sensors operator sat. The two crewmen sat stunned, the navigator slowly dragged a thumb across her touch console. The location had no match, no nearby location beacons.

"Captain, we aren't anywhere the sensors recognize." She communicated, motioning to the helmsman to break out the physical star charts. And poring over them, there was nothing. "These constellations don't even make sense, there's nothing like this on any of our charts-" She was cut off.

The communications specialist to Jefferson's left urgently made his information known, above all else. "Multiple transmissions incoming, recognized as UEG English." Jefferson responded. "Play them."

[i]"Atlantis, this is Sheppard, you miss us?"[/i] soon cut to static, making way for, [i][color=silver]"This is Valtrix Ornus, captain of the Renatus speaking. I ask that you state your identities, intentions, and worlds of origin."[/color][/i]

Jefferson began to speak up to his bridge crew, but was cut off, [i][color=silver]"I also ask that you refrain from firing upon each other or myself. While I'd like to settle this peacefully, I will not hesitate to unleash the full might of this vessel upon you should things get out of hand."[/color][/i]

Another dark silence cloaked the CIC. Jefferson made a telephone motion to the communications specialist, who nodded. Jefferson picked up the communications receiver wired into his chair, pressing it to the side of his face, couching his peaked cap slightly. [color=navy]"This is the United Nations Space Command destroyer [i]Kearsarge[/i], hailing from Earth on behalf of the Unified Earth Government. Am I to take the addendum as a threat to a military vessel in the service of Earth and her people?"[/color] Jefferson let the question hang in the air as he slowly placed the receiver back on its dock.