Third Prologue
Emperors of the Shivan Fleet
 

 Somewhere in Shivan controlled space…
 A small Shivan shuttle exploded through Subspace. The blue ripples of the catalyst sent bright blue strands over the small craft. As soon as it had opened, the spiralling blue cascade of fire closed. The shuttle flared its engines and headed towards a large planet, the planet spun slowly in space, as if it had all of time itself to turn. The shuttle flew over the crest of the planet, the sun exploded from its hiding spot behind the planet. The small ship was blinded by the bright light for a moment , but managed to continue on.
 Slowly, a huge ship moved over the sun. Its hull was pitch black, red light pulsed along lines in its skin, as if a massive beast in space. The crafts four large claws reached out into space. The shuttle approached the dark ship, and slowly, a large port opened in the ship, white light spread across space, the small shuttle manuvered itself into the hanger. The door cracked as it began to close. Slowly, the hanger closed, and the ship disappeared into the night of space.

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 “Damn this place.” The man with the red-eye said as he stepped down out of the transport. His cloak flapped as he touched the ground, the sword became suddenly apparent to the Shivans standing at attention around the small craft. They backed up sharply. In another second the blade was gone.
 “He is the Emperor, Cirassa.” Two Shivans left the transport, they fell into step behind Cirassa. “And we did enter GTVA controlled space without his permission.”
 “Permission,” Sneered Cirassa. “Damn his permission, he has no right.” Cirassa continued. “I know these Terrans, I used to be part of them, they will never know.” Cirassa continued down the large line of Shivan guards, each wore a red stripe, to show they were warriors of the Emperors guard.
A large Shivan, with a black stripe walked up to Cirassa’s party. “The Emperor is not pleased with your actions, Cirassa.” The Shivan said angrily. Cirassa seemed unaffected under his cloak.
“Let him.” Cirassa shot back.
“How dare you.” The Shivan snarled. He slipped out his dual blades, they chinked into place. The Shivan threatened Cirassa with his weapon. Like a flash Cirassa brought his sword through the Shivan’s weapon. The cut blades fell on the ground with a clang. The Shivan cried out, but Cirassa was already walking away. Non of the guards moved. Cirassa put away his weapon, and the two Shivans behind him seemed to smile.