…suddenly, the lights cut out.
For a split second, everything went silent—no alarms, no blasters, just the cold hum of space pressing in. Then, a low glow flickered from the core. The Lizards weren’t just stealing energy… they were powering something.
“Commander… that’s not a drain—it’s a charge,” one of the crew whispered.
Before anyone could react, the cruiser jolted. The hull breach sealed itself, metal reforming like it was alive. The stolen energy surged back through the ship, but not as power—as control.
The largest Lizard stepped forward, eyes glowing, and spoke through the ship’s comms:
“You were never the target… you were the vessel.”
The crew braced for the end—but instead of destruction, the cruiser warped again, faster than any hyperjump before. Stars stretched, time bent, and in a flash…
They emerged in a hidden sector—untouched, unknown, filled with glowing planets and infinite resources.
Silence.
Then the Commander smirked, gripping the controls:
“Guess we’re not surviving… we’re taking over.”
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