The Universe, as we all know and despise for this fact, is not a good and happy place. Rather it is as if some inexperienced deity turned up one morning at an arts and crafts show, said "Oh, I'll do the macaroni statue," and subsequently created something the size of Michelangelo's "David" out of small tubes of pasta. The point the narrator is trying to get at is that bits of the Universe are always falling out and being replaced with dust and litter and bits of lint, which is here a metaphor for evil and bad works.
Something with the evil and malice of the Deleters would be represented on the macaroni sculpture as a large chunk of the ear falling off and being replaced with an egg sac from a spider. The Deleters are indeed considered to be the most evil race of beings in the Universe, with the sole exception of the undead, although these aren't as much of a real species; so the Deleters, in the view of everyone, are number one on the big bad list.
The database of the popular magazine What's New has an article about the Deleters.
It says:
"Here is what to do if you want to dock your ship in a Deleter's hangar bay: don't even bother. By the time the night is out, the entire thing will be gone."
The entry ends there, on account of not being able to find anything bitter and heartless enough to say about the Deleters.
Currently, the Deleters are scattered across several star systems, because their home planet has become polluted and spammed to smithereens. One of their living ships is lurking in the great body of cosmic dust called Charm Nebula. And, coming right within a hundred miles of its location very rapidly, is the Scorpion. Aboard this ship are Overseer 2, the leader of a spammer group; Drago Farrior, his right hand man; Haiakii, a scientist working for Overseer 2; Bob, a mercenary; and Sylia, the newest recruit, fresh out of university, and looking for a job.
They have no idea what's in store for them.
Sylia sat in her chair, and watched the nebula rear up in front of them through the visiscreen. The thing was huge, and dazzling in its colors and shimmering depths.
"Charm Nebula," Overseer 2 said from beside her. He was leaning over Drago's shoulder, as the latter piloted the ship closer and closer to the nebula's edge. "The most totally evil place in creation, I'm told."
"You are indeed told," Drago said. "And you may be told right; however, even if it's evil, we need to go through it, and trust me, nothing bad's happened to me before."
"Famous last words." Overseer 2's serious look intensified. "We're approaching the nebula's arm. Everyone prepare for the static charge."
As the ship passed through, Sylia's hair began to feel itchy. She scratched it- and discovered it was standing up on her head, straight and stiff as a razor. Bob's buzz cut looked a little more formal than usual.
The static charge settled down a bit. Now they were in some sort of miasma of rainbow colors, although it could be said to be a rather faded rainbow. Even so, it was one of the prettiest things Sylia had ever seen.
Overseer 2 managed to shrug it off, however, as if the amazing fog were nothing more than the blue skies of Robloxia.
"We should be on our guard," he said.
No sooner had he said it than an eerie shape began to appear ahead.
It looked from the vast distance between it and Scorpion and through the mist like a jagged ball, swirling and flickering a little. Overseer 2 squinted.
"Looks like a planet or moon," he pointed out. "But there've never been any planets inside the nebula..."
"Maybe it's a drifter," Drago said.
As if the planet actually heard their conversation, it began to move, slowly at first, then gradually picking up speed, until finally it was hurtling towards them.
Sylia clutched the arms of the seat until her knuckles turned white. She couldn't believe what she was seeing: the entire planet was moving at lightning speed towards the ship!
"The hell are we gonna do?!," Bob screamed. "It's a motherbloxxin' planet come to tear the crap out of us!"
"First thing's first, keep calm," Overseer 2 ordered. "The planet thing doesn't look big enough to snare us with its gravitational pull, so at lease we won't crash." The entire ship, as the planet passed a mere mile underneath, lurched sickeningly. It was being pulled down towards the planet's surface.
"Maybe I'm wrong," Overseer 2 said. "I don't care. Take evasive action!"
"I'm trying to," Drago yelled. "The controls are jammed, and we're stuck in some sort of magnetic field!" He gestured at the controls, which were indeed showing on the magnetometer a 100% reading.
"Well then we're getting out," Overseer 2 said purposefully as the ground got nearer.
"All escape pods are disabled for some reason," Drago reported hopelessly. "Prob'ly the magnetic field doing something to the launch mechanism."
Then the ground came to meet them.
Or rather, it froze an inch from the viewscreen and started moving up. After a few minutes of confusion, a glowing blue rim appeared. The view was then taken over by a rippling blue surface, sparking occasionally. The surface disappeared; the ship was slowly pulled into the area uncovered by the lack of any blue surfaces.
The area in question was dark and dusty looking. Shadows of pipes and tubing loomed down from overhead. A few windows glowed a dull red from the far wall.
"That's some sorta hangar bay, if I ever saw one," Bob whispered.
Lights flooded down from the ceiling at that moment. The room was a hangar, but a thoroughly malevolent one, although no casual observer could say how, and even an uncasual observer would be flummoxed as to finding anything wrong with it visually; it was merely the aura of evil it gave off.
Suddenly a man stepped into the hangar. He grinned, and shouted something inaudible to another man, presumably in another area. Shortly afterwards there was a gaggle of armed men outside looking incredibly amused and laughing every once in a while.
The front of the ship was destroyed in a second. Men swarmed on, destroying the chairs that the crew was siting on. Sylia shut her eyes. Drago pulled out a gun, but a thud suggested that he'd been knocked out.
Overseer 2 raised his hands above his head, then tried to take a wild dive at the bulkier of the men, but the guy reached out with his free hand and sent him sprawling on the floor. He was breathing hard. The attacker grabbed Sylia and threw her into Bob and Haiakii. She screamed in pain, and blacked out...