The Freighter turns toward the atmosphere of the planet preparing entry, "Have your emergency crews standing by!" In the distance a single Imperial Strike Cruiser appears and turns to break through traffic moving it's weaponry to bare. It begins firing on the Angel Dust. With its cannons, raising its shields and waiting for CorSec Security to answer its call for help. "What do you mean it activated?" "I'm saying the package just started humming!" "Some smuggling job this turned out to be." "We've got to get out of here or we're dead!" "Admiral all reports in the system is black!" THE GEAR!! "Joh!"