There is a universal rule that never changes whenever something terrible is going to happen and that rule is the silence.
It doesn't matter if a person, a city a kingdom, or an entire planet is celebrating, something deep inside can feel the silence preventing them from fully enjoying what should be something amazing.
Even before the videos of the mysterious flee began to be shown throughout the world, the people of Tamaran could feel the danger and so they prepared to once again fight for their lives.
It hadn't been since the first time that their planet was invaded and turned into the wasteland that it is now that they had felt afraid and yet they couldn't help but feel the pit of fear growing inside them.
An entire fleet made of ships that were nearly the size of a planet and a couple that were slightly larger than a planet.
The women and children were quickly taken to the bunkers with a practiced discipline that could only exist after the people had become accustomed to being invaded by slavers.
The protectors of the world both in space and on the planet waited for the attack to begin, but it never came, the fleet simply flew past them and their world as if it didn't exist.
Starkiller smirked as he watched the confused expressions that were on the Tamaran's faces, he knew better than to directly attack a species that was similar to a Kryptonian.
If playing the game had taught him anything, it was that if he wanted to break the species, then he would have to convince them to do it themselves.
When this was just a game, he had lost entire fleets to a species like theirs, not because he lacked the firepower to defeat them, but because the species was so strong that they were able to resist him long enough for someone to come and help them.
"Everyone stop we're here." he said to everyone and watched as the ships stopped moving before he sent several drones to the planet, it didn't matter if the fleet protecting it destroyed them after all he just needed the message to get through.
The captain of the Phalanx was being too reckless, while it was true that the aliens that they had taken hadn't resisted them yet, it didn't change the fact that their ships were now filled with beings that didn't trust them and had more than enough reason to hate them.
He watched as the drones flew into the planet undisturbed by the ships in orbit and watched coldly as his message was sent to the planet's inhabitants.
He told the people of the planet who the Union was and what it wanted from them, but he also told them that the Union had no interest in attacking them.
He offered terraforming technology along with everything that the people on the planet could and would need to fix their ruined world and all that it would cost them was half of the female population.
He even went as far as to say that if the men on the planet wanted to join their women then they would have to agree to help the Union do whatever it was doing regardless of what it was.
And best of all the service was permanent, the Tamarans were free to leave whenever they wanted as none of them would be forced to stay in the ships or any of the Union-controlled worlds.
Star Killer grinned as seconds became hours and the inhabitants of the planet argued amongst themselves, some wanted to reject his offer others were considering it and some eagerly said yes.
Star Killer smirked when the king of the planet rejected his offer, the poor fool didn't even know that the drones were filled with nanobots that were programmed to destroy everything that wasn't organic.
He just had to give the order and the planet's orange-skinned people would find themselves back in the stone age.
It didn't matter how powerful the species was, because once enough time had passed Tamaran's would be easy targets for him and his men.
"How unfortunate." he said to the king through one of his drones, and he was bout to order the nanobots to begin their attack when the king spoke again.
"However I won't stop my people from working with you if they want, but only if we agree on the conditions."
Star Killer couldn't help but laugh loudly, this was honestly a first, he was so used to having to fight a planet whenever he found one that he didn't expect the king to offer his people to him.
This wasn't like the Dark Elves who had wanted to escape their home or the Asari who had put up a fight, and they weren't even like the Twi'lek who tried to hide.
the king wanted to negotiate.
He pressed a button and made a hologram of himself appear in front of the king.
"I'll be honest with you, there is only one reason why we want your women. Can you live with yourself knowing that you gave them up for us to use and then throw away when we are done with them." he said to the king who looked at him with cold eyes.
"It's a better offer than what the slavers have been doing to us." the king answered him.
"What do you want?" the Ark's captain said to the king as a drone made a hologram of him standing next to Star Killers.
One by one the leaders of the fleet stood before the king and listened to the king's demands.
the Union's leaders agreed to the king's requests after all what the man wanted wasn't anything difficult for them to give.
He wanted the Union to help fight the slavers that kept on attacking his people and wanted the Union to help his men find and bring back, everyone, that the slavers had taken.
His final request was for the Union to help his people fix their injured planet so that it could go back to the beautiful garden world that it once was, so that his people didn't have to live in a desert wasteland.
Star Killer watched his ships begin to enter the planet, everything was going so smoothly so why was it that he couldn't hear anything?
Why was everything so quiet?
His ship's main computer began to ring over and over again as the radiation outside grew to the point that it was nearly impossible to keep the ship from shaking.
'It's a trap." Star Killer said as a fleet of unknown ships appeared on screen.
"So this is why you agreed." he said to the king who grinned at him.