[ WP ] The Human Empire has been pushed back by the combined might of a galactic union . Only Earth , the Final and greatest world remains . It is the last stand of humanity .

The pitiful human fleet spread out into a meager defensive formation. One thousand battered ships stood between the Galactic Council fleet and Earth and the final end to the Human menace. The attacking fleet, comprised of seven hundred thousand ships, led by a dozen of the galaxy's finest dreadnoughts, would make short work of their opposition. 
 
 A single cruiser broke from the defensive line and approached the Council flagship, the dreadnought Krasar Vengeance, commanded by none other than Admiral Yonwei Gladaris, a brilliant Krasari tactician. Gladaris' mandibles clacked as she watched the single ship approach. She heard a beep from her right side. 
 
 `` Admiral, the human ship is hailing us. They wish to discuss terms of surrender!'' The comms officer hissed, bubbles frothing from his mouth. 
 
 `` A bit late for that, human,'' Gladaris muttered. `` Put them through; I'd like to hear this.'' 
 
 A moment later, the speakers buzzed and the human's ugly and pink face appeared on the display. He displayed a facial expression Gladaris identified as a smile. 
 
 `` Greetings, Admiral Gladaris! My name is Captain Hunter Grayson, and I've come to discuss terms of surrender,'' the human spoke, his lips flapping with every syllable. 
 
 Gladaris cackled. `` What makes you think we would accept your surrender? After Gallia III, do you really think the council will suffer your race to live?'' Gladaris retorted with venom dripping from her mouth. 
 
 `` Oh, I'm sorry Admiral, you misunderstand: I have come discuss terms of your surrender,'' he said, his smile never leaving his face. The entire bridge chuckled in response. Grayson's face did not change. 
 
 `` I refuse. Say your prayers, humans; today shall be your last!'' Gladaris shouted, sharply breaking the laughter on the bridge. 
 
 `` A pity. I always figured you for a reasonable leader. Goodbye, Admiral; Grayson out.'' 
 
 The ship zoomed back toward the line and took its position, and to Gladaris' amazement, they throttled forward toward the galactic fleet. Humans were nothing if not brave, she thought. She pressed a small pearl on her armrest, signaling the fleet to attack. The roar of the dreadnought's propulsion engines shook the ship as they thrust forward to face the enemy. 
 
 As the distance between the fleets closed, Gladaris saw several ships vanish in white streaks, and before long, the entire human fleet had disappeared into hyperspace. 
 
 `` The cowards left their own world to die!'' Shouted the first officer, glee spewing from his mouth. 
 
 Immediately, Gladaris sensed something amiss. She noticed the fractures growing across the Earth's surface too late. She saw simply could not believe what she knew was happening. She began to order the fleet to hyper jump out, but she was too late. 
 
 The Earth exploded. The vast majority of the galactic fleet was vaporized in an instant. The twelve dreadnoughts survived the blast, but found themselves crippled and drifting. Crews scrambled to make emergency repairs. 
 
 Within moments, the comms officer shouted: `` Multiple hyperspace signatures incoming: all human.'' A few moments passed. `` They're hailing us.'' 
 
 `` Put them on,'' Gladaris growled. The same ugly captain appeared on screen. 
 
 `` Admiral, I suppose by now you're seriously regretting not accepting our offer,'' Grayson taunted, a wide smirk growing across his face. 
 
 `` You killed all of your people to survive? You're even worse than we thought!'' 
 
 `` No, Admiral, you mistake our opportunism for sacrifice. When we learned we could n't win, we evacuated the planet onto colony ships and hid them. Knowing full well you'd bring the full might of the council to Earth, we decided to destroy it all in one fell swoop at the cost of one little planet.'' 
 
 `` That's insane! You destroyed your own homeworld; where will you go?'' Gladaris shouted, utterly baffled by the human's tactics. 
 
 `` Well, you see, we still have a fleet of warships. Warships that will descend upon your homeworlds and glass each city, one by one, until you surrender. Once we have claimed victory, your homeworlds will become our new homes. I think I'll rename Krasar to New Earth and settle down on one of your islands.'' 
 
 Gladaris pounded her claw on the armrest. `` We will never surrender, scum.'' 
 
 `` You wo n't, but your leaders will. Goodbye, admiral,'' he said as he snapped off a salute. `` Leave no survivors,'' he said just before shutting down the comms. 
 
 The ship lurched as the humans' signature mass drivers opened fire. Gladaris watched one of the other dreadnoughts explode on her viewscreen in a brilliant nova of energy. She sat in her chair, resigned to her fate, ignoring the panicked cries of her crew just before the bridge was torn open and she hurtled into the vacuum of space.
