A while ago, I started a thread called It's War!Let's resume the carnage people. I want to see annihilation of the likes never before witnessed in the annals of science fiction!And here goes...A diamond shaped anamoly burst from the blinding orifice of Trans Space. At 50 square feet, the pilotless craft was no larger than a relay beacon. Antenna-like protrusions sprouted like unregulated growth from the mirror reflective carapace that was its hull. The tiny craft soared toward another much larger vessel, a top line Ofirian Battle Cruiser. The Ofirian ship was massive and armed with the most potent weapons banks ever seen in the Inhabited Galaxy. Surrounding the Ofirian ship was a network of recon spheres. The purpose of the spheres was to supplement the mighty ship's onboard sensor capability.As the diamond shaped craft closed in on the cruiser, not a single sphere raised the alert that an intruder was in the vicinity. The cruiser's captain and crew went about their normal business. No blips appeared on any radar screen. No contact alerts cried warning.The diamond craft swept past the first rank of oblivious recon spheres. It was only when the craft penetrated the second rank, zipping by a sphere close enough to trigger a proximity alert did the Ofirian cruiser become aware of an unidentified bogie.Alarms screeched, crews scrambled to battlestations, and communication techs transmitted queries to the approaching craft. When they received no response, the captain ordered the bogie's destruction. Gleaming slivers of light poured forth from a thousand area defense turrets lining the broadest section of the cruiser's superstructure. The light beams should have washed away the inbound object. Instead, the beams converged on the craft and flared to nothingness in a manner suggesting that the bogie was protected by an invisible barrier...a shield.Impossible! Even opposing battleships would have been hard pressed to withstand the world-crushing output of an Ofirian crusier's broadside. The tiny craft continued to close with the cruiser, shrugging off all attempts to destroy it. The captain ordered mass magne-projectors on line. Fifteen magne-projector cannon shifted toward their target, achieved an instant lock and belched a chatter of magnetically launched tritium glazed ball-bearings. The diamond craft made no effort to evade the ball-bearing salvo. Up to twenty thousand solid projectiles, soaring at velocities a hairbreadth short of the speed of light, collided with the barrier protecting the diamond craft...and shattered in a brilliant fanfare that lit up space like a bonfire.The captain and crew had harbored the slightest hope that the ball-bearing pummelling had weakened, at the very least slowed the diamond craft. A dashed hope. The craft continued its undeviating vector toward the Ofirian ship. Only when the tiny vessel struck the cruiser did it stop at last.A patch of blinding light expanded from the diamond craft's point of impact to engulf the cruiser in an even brighter event. Destruction was not macroscopic as would have been the case with a conventional weapon. The Ofirain cruiser's demise began at the quantum level, rapidly nibbling away at the metal and plastics of its framework, the flesh and blood of its crew. Eventually, there was nothing left of the cruiser but a vanishing cloud of particles and a few dozen orphaned recon spheres.Hours later, the Ofirian High Command vowed vengeance against the perpetrators of this unprovoked attack.Two days later the Inhabited Galaxy was at war...
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