The diplomatic shuttle SCV Ishirō Honda dropped out of jump space in high orbit of the Throneworld of the Holy union and began broadcasting the envoy codes it had been supplied by a Union Diplomat the previous day. Planetary control acknowledged receipt of the code by locking every orbital defense in range on the shuttle and opening fire.
After the third weapons platform reported power failures due to overheating the ceasefire order was given. The little shuttle still sat there broadcasting its envoy codes to whoever would listen. The High Exarch of system defense ordered the standing fleet to encircle the vessel and tractor it in preparation for boarding. Every attempt to lock a beam onto the craft resulted in the emitter burning out.
The captain of the Consequence of Sin , the mightiest vessel in the galaxy, elected to simply open the ships forward hangar bay and scoop the shuttle into its cavernous maw. To his credit they did manage to get the shuttle inside, but power immediately failed throughout the ship and the pride of the Holy Union began to drift. As the gargantuan ship listed a section of the exterior hull where the bottom of the hangar was, tore open. The SCV Ishiro Honda had maintained a fixed position in space as the Consequence of Sin floundered and the greatest symbol of the Unions might had gutted itself upon the immovable shuttle.
An all channels voice transmission began broadcasting from the human ship."Esteemed rulers of the Holy Union, this is Captain Akira Ifukube, acting diplomat for this mission. We have broadcast the diplomatic codes we received from your representatives for safe passage during this endeavor, was there an error in our transmission?"
The High Exarch seethed at the impertinence of the barely evolved apes message. He was just about to transmit a reply when a priority comm channel opened from the Holy Throne itself and started broadcasting.
"Your error, little human, was not of your own making." The voice of the Most Holy of Holys crooned across the comm bands. "It was ours. We, in our grace, allowed you to gain a foothold here. We were merciful to lost little lambs who wandered in from the dark, and you repaid our kindness by spilling the blood of the missionaries we sent to shepherd you. Too late did we realize that evil had taken your hearts. Now the only way to save you is to burn your corruption from the universe."
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The comm channel clicked off with grim finality. A text message came across the High Exarchs screen.
ELIMINATE ENEMY VESSEL AT ANY COST.
He ordered the orbital platforms to resume firing and all vessels to bring guns to bear on the shuttle. Colossal planetside weapons arrays were brought online and firing solutions calculated.
The small vessel began another all channels voice broadcast,the same calm human voice speaking. "Im not sure what all the blustering is for, we have a complete record of what actually happened. You sent a fleet of warships to abduct Solar combine citizens living on a demilitarized mining colony and ended up losing the whole lot to a bunch of boozed up rock pounders with fancy pumpkin chunkers. Still,we're willing to let bygones be bygones and talk this out."
The humans voice was briefly cut off as the surge of power from the planetary weapons arrays added their fists to the flurry of blows raining on the shuttle.
"Well, it seems we've caught you in a foul mood. We're gonna drop off an ambassador who specializes in situations like this, make sure to get in contact when you're willing to talk. SCV Ishirō Honda out."
A technician onboard the diplomatic vessel fired up a program labeled Kaiju Protocol.A surge of power from the shuttle was followed by a beam of energy shattering the worlds shields and impacting the planets largest ocean. With a pop heard only by the crew the shuttle folded in upon itself and vanished.
Ground fire from the planetary cannons lanced through the spot the shuttle had occupied,burning holes through multiple friendly capital ships before fading into the void.
Two days later a wrathful god rose from the depths of the ocean and began a march of nuclear terror through the cities of the Throneworld. All attempts to stop the 200 meter tall beast merely resulted in the fiery demon coming back stronger and more resilient.
Two weeks after that a vessel containing the Most Holy of Holys himself jumped into space on the fringe of the human mining colonies star system and began broadcasting a message.
"We have...uh....come to negotiate......please."