[ WP ] A peaceful alien race is besieged by another race in the same galaxy . As their last planets fall and their home-world comes under threat they do the unthinkable . They ask for aid from the only known creatures more brutal than their foes in exchange for FTL technology . Humans accept the deal .

It was a last resort. 
 
 
 That's what needed to be done... The extinction of my race was at stake! No one could've known what they planned to do.. 
 
 For those of you reading this log, My name is Kul'Thrat, Lead Biomancer of the Technocratic Hegemony. We were a peaceful race. We were masters of the sciences. Physics, Biology, Engineering, Medicine.. Everything. It was the one thing our race had above our galactic neighbors. For what seemed like an eternity, there was peace. It was all a ruse, of course. Those of us in the High Council knew what lurked inside the false promises of the peace. The Empire of the Von. A despotic, tyrannical empire set on destroying anything that did n't bend to their will. 
 
 The Von controlled such huge swathes of territory, that a small nuisance like the Technocracy could be completely eradicated and no one would bat an eye. This was the High Councils greatest fear. We tried to surround ourselves with allies, promising to advance all of their tech in return for protection. Everyone accepted at first. Then the Empire made their advance. 
 
 Like flies, the other Empires dropped out of the Alliance. We did not curse them, it was the smart thing to do. Of course, we tried to defend ourselves. We constructed massive weapons platforms to the best of our abilities. These worked, for a time. But the Von had endless legions to push against our small defense. One by one, our worlds fell. Our cities were glassed. Entire stations sucked into wormholes. 
 
 They were at the gates, when we sent out a distress to all Empires. We promised to share our FTL tech with whoever accepted our plea. At the time, the only means of travel were through the Artificial Wormholes. 
 
 One Empire accepted. Humanity. 
 
 They were a new race to the galactic scene, but one already feared for their tenacity. Within a short timespan of them being uplifted, they had already amassed one of the largest fleets in the local sector. Within hours, what seemed like their entire fleet warped into our system. Thousands of ships, of all sizes. It was a beautiful sight to behold. The planet erupted in celebration. Our Human Protectors had come to rescue us. 
 
 Anxiously, we waited for the Von to enter the system, and for the bloodbath to begin. It never came. For weeks we waited, nervously. The Humans seemed.. almost too calm. We should've known something was wrong. 
 
 A week, and four days after the Humans arrived in our system, we recieved the unconditional surrender of the Von Empire to the Humans. In excited confusion, we asked why they surrendered while they were winning. 
 
 Silently, they handed us a vidscreen, and exited the chamber. 
 
 It was the last transmission of a battleship in order around their Capital. A massive fortress of battlestations, and capital ships. All seemed normal, before a blinding flash of light covered the screen. Once it cleared.. We stared in horror. A black hole now resided where their capital once was. It began to destroy everything in the system, before the vid cut to static. 
 
 Over the course of the next few months, The Humans began to annex the territory of the former Von Empire. They had set themselves up to be the dominant power in the galaxy. 
 
 We are grateful to them, no doubt. But.. Scared. Very, very scared.
