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Chapter 2
The Bringers of Hope arrived at Dark-Sky III, a small fleet of dropships landed on in an open hanger and unloaded. A small strike force of ghosts was dispatched to clear out the defenses. The ghosts left the hanger and headed to the control room, they ran down several hallways, cloaked, and fraged the occasional pilot and marine. The ghosts reached the control room and there tactical adviser opened the hanger doors that lead to battlecruisers. The ghosts headed back to the hanger where the pilots were waiting. The pilots and ghosts left and headed toward a nearby hanger, they left behind 5 pilots who took over the 5 battlecruisers, and blew open the blast doors to reach the fleet. Within the next hour 50 battlecruisers and 500 wraiths had been taken. The fleet was about to head to Delto V, the home world of the group, but a worm-hole opened on the other side of Dark-Sky III and several ships flew out. The Ships where neither Terran nor Protoss, they were of a new race.
"What the fuck are those!" yelled Raven at the sight to of the ships
"We don't know sir but we know they aren't friendly, they just launched a missile barrage at us!"
"Shit, take evasive action, and send a message to the fleet, we are to open fire on these bastards!" responded Raven. The fleet was able to move in time, but only barely, the wraiths moved out for a surprise attack from behind using there cloaking devices. The plan almost worked but a large ship similar to a carrier arrived and could detect the wraiths, it also released hundreds of mini ships remotely controlled by a computer.
"Fuck, RETREAT" yelled Raven. The fleet pulled back and made an escape, they sent there president Edmond Rosh a message containing the details of the encounter.
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