Asmelia, bustling with life and resources. A deer like creature grazes peacefully by an old Atrata Crawler vessel, its hull barely intact. On the horizon, there is a city's silhouette, its ancient ruins still standing, forever stationary. A wreaked Artemis vessel lays close to the also old Crawler. The engines had been blown out long ago and rust was starting to wear down the old hull. A small piece of the vessel had been cut out and made to look like a canopy. Obviously some one had been living in this ship. In the distance, the large Aurora Main sat in its dry dock, that once had been hovering above the city, but it now had crashed down. Asmelia was a post apocalyptic world. Several of the vehicles the Atrata Federation's citizens drove in were now overgrown in brambles.

Suddenly something moved in the branches. The area around the road in which the wreaked Artemis was laying, were nothing but forests. The rustles continued, getting louder and louder as every second passed. Then it emerged, it was a human woman, her clothes were those of the Atrata Army. Someone was alive on Asmelia, something that would change the whole entire course of the Atrata Federation Remnant.

---POV: Shade---

Shade looked out across the landscape. She had made an impromptu landing on this planet, oping to stock up on food and water. However, when she landed, Shade noticed the structures covered in flora. Exploring the area around her ship, Shade eventually came upon a vessel. it looked almost as if it hadn't moved in hundreds of years. 

Then, a rustling started. Stepping back, Shade pulled her longbow out and hooked an arrow on its drawstring. Whatever was coming, Shade would be ready.

It was a woman, in tattered clothes, that emerged from the woods. The two women stood there looking straight into each other's eyes.

A small cruiser exited light-speed travel over Asmelia, its once pristine hull now rugged and torn. This was a ship of the fallen Lucian Kingdom. Why was it out underneath the greatness of the GSU?

The answer lied inside, as beneath the cruiser's plasma-blasted hull was a crew of vile beasts. Demons, as they were known by the rest of the Galaxy. They maintained the systems important to them- life support, engines, and limited communications arrays. Other than those, the rest of the ship had simply begun to die. But the demonic presence upon the vessel cared not, for they had reached a place where they could restock and move on oncemore blindly into space, hoping they reach the Kingodom's ruins once again.

Kyras hissed; the Enlightened had not seen a habitable planet in the last three months, and was suspicious to finally see one with his own eyes. He scratched his chin with his right hand's metal pincers. "I will come with you, scrapings," he growled at a bunch of Imps and regular sized demons readying to deploy onto a smaller ship. "Yes, my lord," they declared, bowing as Kyras maneuvered his prosthetic hulking mass into the ship, the doors shutting behind him. He looked down upon the life-filled world once again from the cockpit, looking over the shoulder of the pilot, and smiled.

The small transport ship zoomed over the forest, making much noise as it did so. Bird-like creatures were disgruntled, causing them to flee, seeming like clouds of black, white, and other colors swirling away. It did not seem right....

Suddenly a vessel shot down from the atmosphere, the woman recognized it immediately. "Th..thats the vessel.. the famous Aurora.. I thought it was destroyed.." she watched in amazement as the vessel crashed down. She ran ignoring the other woman completely completely. She then saw the other ship zoom by. A sudden dread fell over her. She then ran to the crashed Artemis vessel and grabbed what seemed to be a spear and ran out. She bumped into the other woman and said in almost perfect english "are you coming with me? Because I'm the only one who knows this place."

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