At the dawn of the somethingth century the planet of Earth decided to unify into a strange confederation under the leadership of the United States of America which had suspiciously decided to move to…Australia? Anyways let's just say these people were a little different than we are now. Moving on the "Confederation" became a huge ass armada of starships that everyone else in the galaxy respects since those ships have some pretty huge guns on 'em which luckily don't shoot pansy lasers but rather the massive 1.5 meter anti-materiel round. This was of course after the near destruction of Earth by the ridiculously powerful insect like Insecta Insectians. Despite their ugliness it took almost three years to keep the Insecta fleet out of the galaxy, though this was simply because it took three years to create a ship capable of space combat in the year 1987…err I mean 2007 (facepalm). Well let's just say that we're talking about a time after the invasion of Korea and the first World War III...
"Commander Takino, what are you writing?" Commander Takino, (USN) looked up to see one of the other officers, a miss Mizuhara, staring at her through her repulsively thick glasses.
"What do you think I'm writing?" The Commander whined, "It's the history of the 'Confederation.'"
"First of all your history is wrong…and secondly why do you call it the 'Confederation.'"
"Is it really that important? It's not like anyone's going to read this shit anyways."
"Actually all of us read your 'secrets' since you forget to protect them with a password," Lieutenant Commander Mizuhara blatantly admitted.
"What? That's supposed to be private! You nasty little bi…."
At this moment one of the other officers interrupted this incredible conversation to announce that they were approximately lost. "Any ideas on what to do Commander?"
"Excuse me Commander Kasuga, what did you just say to me?"
"I'm not afraid of you, we're the same rank after all," the young woman said.
"Well you can just shut the f— up already!"
"Excuse me you two, I don't mean to interrupt your love fest, but I need to know why this ship has stopped in the middle of interstellar space."
"Well if it isn't miss Naval Warfare herself," Commander Takino sneered. "You don't seem to know everything after all."
The woman stared at her equal…in rank if not in strength. Her brown hair formed distinctive tips, almost like the points of daggers, which pointed towards whoever she was facing; being held up by a surprising amount of hair gel. "As if you would know anything about me. Besides I'm pretty sure I know why we stopped in the middle of interstellar space anyways."
"Oh yeah? And why is that?" Takino continued to give her a hostile glare, not even giving a damn about the menace in her eyes.
"Fine b— I'll tell you. That lieutenant lied to you. The real reason we've stopped is because someone disabled our engines."