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A... weird phenomena starts occuring within a certain patch of space near the planet, though unnaffecting for the planet itself and for the other fleets within the system, if any were to scan this particular patch of space, results would come out terribly randomized, as if the multiple composing fields and waves of reality were being actively scrambled within the area, dilations and contractions within the same appeared to make travel within that place absolutely impossible, however...
A single, lonely fighter, clad in black and dark-gray armor that seemed to blend with the equal darkness of the infinite void surrounding it, appears within this particular spot of great disturbances within the natural binding and composing forces of the universe as we know it. It seems to have detected whatever broadcast was happening around here, maybe there were already ships within the area, carefully prodding the environment and slowly dissecting the transmissions to find an opportunity to attack, or furthermore, perhaps it was all a coincidence. However, the fact was that that ship was there at that time, and that was an unquestionable fact that became truer and truer as the fields around it decreased in non-normal activity and normalized with the environment.
A single trooper sat within it, it seemed to be sitting on a metallic floor, with some kind of turret on the right shoulder, and a gun held by the left arm, whose munitions belt ran into the inside of its arm, an aura shroud in mistery surrounded it, together with its own respective lakeidoscope of reflectiveness, generatated by the colorful technicolor plater-armoring it had crowned by a large, triangular helmet with the Delta symbol on it, with a slow purple-ish hue on the slit where the eyes should be.
The ship moved towards the planet but the trooper didn't, as the ship seemed to move in its own without any kind of contact from the trooper beyond his sitting with the legs crossed on its cold metallic floor. It hovered atop the planet for a few minutes, before descending towards it, and towards the signal.
Its thrusters glowed a white-ish red hue as it descended towards the signal with calm, overing a few meters above the ground and next to the house, the trooper sprung into motion, and opened a type of hatch located on the floor of the ship, dropping towards the ground and landing on the grass, it headed towards the house with the soldier, weapon in hand.
