Deep within space, one of the newest Admirals, Wit Skura found himself on his first mission. He stood on the command deck of his ship and staring at the multitude of stars surrounding his ship as he contemplated what he was about to do. The Grand Admiral who ordered him to do this, Leonard, had given him a tough one, especially as a newbie.
Take the battleship he was on and find a minor nation, and bring it to its knees. If he couldn't destroy it, he was to enact Plan B instead. Letting out a deep sigh, Wit gave a nod to the technicians. "We're entering into the planet's atmosphere soon. Men, prepare to jump. Ready your weapons in case of an immediate counterattack." The gunners manned their stations while the men working on the shields set them online.
"Three...two...one..."
And just like that, Admiral Wit's ship disappeared from its current position and within a few more seconds it entered into the atmosphere of the planet. "Order a scan of lifeforms on the planet." He shouted out and crossing his arms. The display came up on a hologram, there were none that they could detect on the planet, however lifeforms were being detected above the planet as opposed to on it itself. This is was very confusing, and indicated some sort of anomaly, one much smaller than the 7.5 km battleship. Wit gave the order to scramble the starfighters to investigate these lifeforms. Little did they know there was more to this than they were seeing.
And with that, they would await the diagnostics from the starfighters.