Whilst the emptiness of the void was suddenly filling with metal and energy and plasma and death born upon firey wings, something dark and distant and unnatural was birthing itself. The region was saturated with the filth of hyperdrives and slipstreams of interstellar travel, the fabric of reality was sundered into infinitesimal fragments as the veil between the void and the emptiness was split over and over and over as craft by the hundred slipped through the passage of worlds.
And as they tore across the galaxy in their vain quest to wreck a great plague upon each other, they in their folly and their haste caused something very dark to strike not just their location but their very reality itself. Where the thin veil was already weakened, a probing tendril was able to locate this thinning and with the force of an inexorable god sundered it.
Light and time and matter and nothingness converged in on itself as bolts of green energy and light shattered in an open space just within sight of the growing battle of foolhardy ships. And as the bolts grew in size they grew too in frequency until they warped and crackled together and in their combined might they tore the heart out of creation itself as an impossible tear elongated and warped as though it were a bubble born from the crust of a planet.
This bubble of light and energy which seared at anything that dared venture too close elongated and stretched until it was just over a kilometer long and near half as wide, a double curve like some form of extraterrestrial egg and as sudden as it had formed itself the egg cracked and shattered, revealing a vast and utterly alien ship.
The ship hung there, silent and unmoving until a shock of purple light seemed to sliver up the sharp edges of its armour, hard points fluttered with an energy that blinked out of existence should one dare to look at it for too long. Energy began to spike to a point beyond counting as it escalated to a point that hardly seemed even possible by any standards. The ship had awoken, with shields that barely registered in the visual spectrum and a great incandescent glow that seemed to glitter at its edge. Though what it's purpose was remained unclear for now.
Yet at the prow of the vessel, metal plating retracted over view ports and screens to reveal the bridge to the outside world, hiding from whatever maddening realm they had passed through in order to reach here. The bridge was small, only room for seven officers as well as the ships commander. It was from here that they could observe all that stretched before them and what they saw did not please them.
"Ship-Master... We have arrived." These aliens, all clad head to toe in armour which made detailing their physical form impossible, spoke not with their voices but with their minds, through the very ship they piloted they were connected to each other and could communicate at the speed of information itself.
"Where is here exactly helm? Have we found something new?"
"Impossible to tell right now sir, readings are recalibrating but... It seems we have been successful, we breached the dimensional barrier. We may be the first beings to enter the third dimension." The thoughts of joy and wonder were so rapidly shattered that it seemed they had hardly taken a chance to blink.
"Sir, I'm afraid that's not entirely correct, this region seems to be populated... And not too friendly either. I'm reading multiple hostiles with more incoming."
"Understood, power up all systems, prepare the Constructs for combat, it would appear that we have not yet left the threat behind. We are the last hope for our people, we cannot allow it to end here."
Whilst the battle began before the, the lone ship waited and watched for any that would be daring or foolish enough to move against them first.