In the year 4020 the entire Earth was engulfed in a devastating race war that consumed and destroyed the planet.
For a hundred years every nation fought with every weapon they had in a global carnage that killed most of the population.
Nations stopped at nothing in destroying neighboring countries with any force necessary, from military arms to nuclear bombs.
Surviving factions of regular people from all over the world banded together with their own race and battled the elements to stay alive as global environmental conditions turned sour and radiation began killing off even healthy soldiers from every faction.
The battle ground to a standstill as people began focusing on surviving the increasingly harsh consequences of the war.
Pollution and radiation made the planet uninhabitable and one by one factions began leaving the planet in the largest space vessels they can find, taking only what they could carry.
Years passed and each faction survived by using resources found on asteroids and fuel extracted from moons.
Each faction expanded their vessel using space junk such as old satellites and forgotten vessels from aborted or failed missions.
As each vessel grew over time and the populations onboard grew with them, generations began to forget about their home planet as all knowledge of their origin was replaced with only knowledge of space and faction life.
It's now the year 5035 and the Milky Way has been deserted for more than a thousand years.
Each faction is now made up of several enormous vessels, each residing in different corners of a new galaxy called the Salty Milk.
Factions avoid contact with each other at all costs but aren't always successful as the wide-open nothingness of space means that journeying across the galaxy is often needed for fuel, food and supplies.
One such ship, the Penetrator, is out and searching the stars for much needed resources for their home faction.
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The mysterious dark grey and green moon had finally loomed into view from the deck of the Penetrator.
The enormous ship sat in the deep space like a dead fish suspended in a mirky lake. The crew felt restless as the ships captain paced the length of the deck in frustration.
All that could be heard all around the deck and in surrounding rooms and offices was the thumping sound of the captains heavy boots hitting the metallic floor.
Captain Nieda was a tall and imposing man with wide shoulders and a heavy step. Such a tall man would normally stoop as if to compensate for his height, but Nieda stood tall and gazed down from his high view with piercing blue eyes and a tense stare.
The captain was trying to think of a plan forward for his team. The ship had reached the end of a 4 month voyage to find this moon and extract its resources, but they had only recently noticed that they were not alone.
A rival ship from the tiny 'Cub Faction' had reached the moon first and were much closer and in position to extract the moons resources.
Cub was a far smaller faction, and was likely to have less arms. But the members of the far larger 'Otter Faction' had no way of knowing what Cub did or didn't have.
It's likely that the enemy faction had expected trouble and may have brought extra weaponry, perhaps more than Otter did.
Captain Nieda could only stare and think to himself and try to come up with a plan that wouldn't get everyone on board killed.
Captain Nieda had a tight, muscular body that was the envy of everyone on board. His six pack abs showed prominently through his military issued shirt, and his ten inch penis couldn't help but be noticed as it rested down the left side of his starched officer's pants.
The officers and crew could see the faint outline of his thick cock through his pants, however only was when they could take their eyes off his biceps, his stomach or his eyes.
After ten minutes of silence the Captain finally spoke, waking everyone out of the sex dreams they were having with the bulking captain.
"Percy," The Captain said while turning to the ships cloaking officer.
"Yes Captain?"
"Is there any chance the enemy ship has noticed our presence?"
Percy checked his monitors dutifully, but was sure he already knew the answer.
"There is no chance that they can have seen us yet. Our cloaking is still at 100% and they have no scanners that can reach this distance.
"We don't know their technological prowess for a fact" the Captain reminded him sternly.
"We haven't had contact with them in some time."
Percy opened his mouth to open a rebuttal, but he knew the futility of the action and instead posed a new question.
"Will we be moving to make a strike sir?"
"We will move" the Captain replied,
"but not to strike...
Jenkins.."
Jenkins was the navigational officer, upon hearing his name he jumped to attention.
"Evasive action Delta" said the Captain, as he swiftly strode from the room and towards the rear of the vessel.
Jenkins knew what the plan was because he and the Captain had drunkenly created the plan while on leave after their last mission, but he never thought that he would actually have to put the plan into action.
Jenkins grabbed the radio transmitter from beside his left hand to radio the Captain and confirm,
"Are you sure Captain? This plan is untested and extremely risky."
"The plan will work Jenkins, and I'm relying on you" the Captains voice fuzzed back through the receiver.
Jenkins knew what his job was and got to work positioning the ship and preparing the evasive action.
The ship groaned to life and began to swivel its position in space. The rear stabilizers began to roar to life and push barrels of hot fire into space as the ship pivoted into the ideal position for the Captains riskiest plan yet.
Captain Nieda scrambled through the rear of the ship until he found the escape pod crudely marked 'Delta' with red paint that he and Jenkins had drunkenly put there the year before.
After a few minutes of moving crates and searching around he spotted it, opened the tiny hatched and shuffled his hulking frame into the tiny space.
Once he was completely inside he pushed the talk button on his radio.
"In position."
Jenkins knew his job and was ready for action. He sprung to life and began calibrating equipment as he fired the ships stabilizers past 100%.
The stabilizers began to belch out enormous amounts of blue fire as they roared and bellowed and heaved the ship around in space.
The ship continued to turn and spin as it gained faster and faster momentum on the spot.
Jenkins continued to fire the engines allowing the ship to spin faster and faster as Nieda prepared on his end by opening up the space door to his escape pod and holding it in place with only a small brake lever.
Finally the ship was at the perfect amount of velocity and once it had reached the exact right speed, angle and direction in relation to the enemy ship Jenkins his the emergency magnetization button.
The ship suddenly ground to a halt as the magnetization forced everything to stop moving, centralize to the ships core and shudder to a standstill.
The sudden stop of movement caused the tiny escape pod to rocket from his position hanging to the ships hull and propel into space.
The tiny escape pod flew through space powered by nothing and unaffected by gravity or friction. Because it had no power source at all, it was completely undetectable by the enemy.
While inside, Nieda got into his space suit and secured his helmet, then at the exact right moment he counted down, held his breath, and released the door hatch.
In a split second Nieda was hurtled into space and the escape pod ripped apart from its own conflicting momentum.
The Captain barreled through space until he reached out at the last moment and grabbed the hull of the Cub vessel.
The first thing the Captain did was open a force field net and cover a square foot of the outside hull so that when he opened the side of the ship the pressure of space wouldn't suck the entire vessel inside out.
The captain then turned the laser ring on his middle finger around so that it faced out from his palm before pushing his hand onto the enemy hull.
The ring began to do its work and cut through the hull as he moved his hand in a large circle.
After throwing the piece of hull out into space what was left was a large hole, covered by a thin blue force field.
Nieda slipped through the force field and entered the enemy ship.
Captain Nieda crept through the enemy ship, keeping to the walls and staying in the shadows.
No Otter member had ever stepped foot onto a Cub ship before, so the sights and smells were completely unfamiliar to him.
The wall decorations were a deep red in colour, in contrast to the blue and silver that adorned his own ship and others from his fleet.
He heard conversation in the distance but couldn't understand a word of it.
He knew that he had to get to the bridge and then from there he'd be able to disable their vessel scanning and weapon capabilities and he'd be able to get back to his own ship and continue the mission un-noticed.
Nieda continued to creep through the ship, trying to figure out the logic of the design and stumble upon the right room when he suddenly heard people coming and knew he wouldn't be able to hide in time.
He brought his laser ring back out and began to quickly cut a small hole in the wall to his left, just above the floor where the light didn't quite reach.
He opened out the wall, crawled through then replaced the piece of wall right as the men walked past.
Nieda didn't notice it at first, but he was crouching in water.
