259 A Complete Disregard for Life

Naturally, warships as advanced as these were outfitted with not only the latest in cloaking tech, but the most advanced projectile deflectors as well.

On the command bridge inside one of the ships, a room full of cyberneticly advanced humans were sitting at their assigned stations; observing any and all data that popped up on their monitors.

The captain of the ship was a large man with two robotic eyes and a gleaming silver arm.

He was one of the first to see Malachi emerge from the strange silver box that seemed to be like nothing they had ever seen before.

"Get me a scan of that structure they just emerged from."

The man in the bridge responsible for the scanner arrays got to work punching in a set of keys into the ship's computer, and frowned deeply when a big red error message appeared on his display.

"Sir… it appears our scanners cannot penetrate the hull to give us a peek inside."

"What?!"