The Fate of Mars
On the far edge of imperial space, just within the uncharted territories that lay beyond. The small imperial cruiser The Fate of Mars drifted lazily on her eternal quest to recover her masters lost glories.
On the bridge as various menials and crew went about their business preparing the Fate for warp travel. Arch-Magos Reykavik stared thoughtfully out in to the abyss.
A small tap on the shoulder caught his attention and made him focus on the events around him. A servitor held a data slate in his direction. He extended his one fleshy hand towards the creature and picked up the slate. A burst of static came through the speakers.
"2 Minutes To Warp Speed"
He glanced towards the slate and began to skim through the data in front of him. Apparantly satisfied with what he found, he handed the data back to the menial and turned his attention to the viewscreen in front of him. Rumour had it that a lost STC template had been found nearby. If he collected it then his drifting days were over.
His musings were once again interrupted as space began to tear itself open.
A small blip of bright blue light appeared and began to expand and grow. Soon it was as larger than the Fate . Through it a ship of the same size began to slowly appear. The entire craft was a dazzling white with the only distinguishing feature being a black band that went through the middle. As it exited the space behind him snapped shut sending out a ripple that caused theFate to shake violently.
Behind Reykavik a strange static noise began, seconds later a bright light filled the entire room temporarily blinded everyone in the area.
As his vision slowly began to return and things became more lucid a small cone haired machine appeared in front of him. It swivelled It's a stalk on the top of its head towards him.
Two more stalks on the side of It's body swivelled in time with the one on It's head. As the full horror of the creature came into clear view it screamed at him
'EXTERMINATE'