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As the Cybran Battlefleet entered the system from hyperspace, the ships came out in the same order as before. The forces of the Cybran fleet were close to the drop of point, Cybran Battlestation Raven Herz. Only a few thousand miles were left, the battlestation showing on the radar and on the glass windows of the HDS Resnao as the crew walked around with coffees and cups of hot liquids. For the one million man crew only five thousand engineers and four thousand normal crew members walked around the ship along with the ten thousand Super soldiers called the Draiho.

Sup. Commander Ingualt Rooseavet slowly walked into the control bridge with his hot chocolate, watching the crew do their work. It was close to midnight in Relative Cybran Standard Space time. The crew members looked out into the vast space as other ships appeared. A low sound of music came through the speakers to help the night crew stay awake.
His black uniform pressed like it always had been. Only a few Cybran's new how to do it as many were younger and there was so few. He took off his cap, heading towards the vast emptiness on the other side of the huge glass screens. He sighed, sipping his hot chocolate as a crew member walked up and stood next to him.
"Glorious, it is not?" The crew member swallowed, looking out to the green clouds of gas around the battlestation, a few stars poking out through the gas cloud. Dressed in the grey uniform of the Cybran Navy, she seemed proud, as any Cybran should be. The lighting of the ship showing half of the Supreme Commander's face.
"Yes. One can not seem to understand the Physics of Space but many of us do. It all comes down to the way people get their degrees in the many universities of the Cybran Empire. I feel, myself that we could not be any greater in our own Galaxy but here... One Battlestation." He trailed off before looking down at the crew member, his blue eyes scanning her as if she was something that she was not. He smiled slightly as he watched little displays appearing with the room temperature.

He could feel everything now, pain slowly had came back to him over the years, but pain did not matter. He was the Supreme Commander of the whole Cybran Nation. Nothing more, nothing left.
"Sir? What would happen if another Nation appeared and tried to take our Lands?" She asked calmly, glancing up at him with the feeling that he would fight till the last man.
"My father once said to me, Kathrine that... Things do not come with power. Things are what you make from the power... It took us as a Nation a good thousand years before we were able to take the next planet in the home system and expand from there. There is a point of return and a point of no return. I can not tell one from the other sometimes but, let me tell you this. I started in the Panzer divisions of Khirma, a small but city like planet. One city called the planet after many years. It is said to have took eight thousand years to get to the point it is at. I, myself am not so sure."
She nodded slightly, holding her nose. "Yeah, I know the planet you mean. I did four years as a military police officer for that planet, some scary stuff there."
"Yes. I know where the MP station is around there." He sighed before slowly nodding and looking out the window again, "When do we arrive?"
"Tomorrow I think."
"Hm, maybe I should get some sleep. Yes. I will see you tomorrow most likely."
"Yes, sir. Have a good night's rest."
"How am I meant to get on in those rock like beds." He smirked, holding back a laugh.
"Yes, I must agree. You get used to it after a while." She giggled before nodding to him and walked back to her station.