A station by the name of Outpost 7 was blowing up, a station built into an astroid, circling a class K4 sun. As the station was blowing up and it's scientists in a last ditch attempting to destroy the invaders fired a probe into the sun, stopping all fusion within the sun, in effect, creating a super- nova. Even as this was happening the station's communications officer said as calmly as he could into his helmet microphone that the outpost was under attack by unknown invaders and they were destroying the sun in an attempt to stop/destroy the invaders. As this was happening the Fleet commander of the local combat patrol was recieving the distress signal and was retransmitting to HQ. As this was all taking place Karlf was writhing in his sleep, unconsciously seeing these events in his mind. He woke up, breathing hard, in a cold sweat as his second-in-command rushed through the door, holding the hardcopy of the distress message from Outpost 7. He quickly pulled on his uniform and gun-belt, opened his weapons locker and pulled out a rifle, he rarely went anywhere without at least one rifle. He read the message quickly, and as he was running out the door, alarms started sounding and a pair of voices started blaring at the same time. The messages were "Brace for collision. Prepare for evasive action!" and "Prepare to be boarded!" Karlf loaded his rifle, and checked his ammo load, and mutter into his helmet microphone, Alpha and Gamma elements, get to the dock section, vent atmosphere in sections 1 through 8 and seal them off! Beta and Zulu elements, get to the command deck and close it off, let NOBODY IN OR OUT!" He mutters to his Second-in-Command, "Go in my room, and grab a rifle and a pair of pistols for yourself and enough ammo for a pretty big fire-fight." He then turns back to his microphone andsays into it "Launch all fighter squadrons, have them cover the Evacuation and Boarding ships, take those ships over and kill any inbound ships you can't board and capture. MOVE IT!" He turns as his second-in-command tugs at his arm and yells "Sir, GET DOWN!" as another voice breaks in yelling "PREPARE FOR INCOMING!" Karlf gos to grab his second-in-command as a shell rips through the bulkhead and kills Karlf's SOC.