Hey there it's me letting you know I'm almost finished with college and wanted to rite this quick fic. Listen to the audio log lore of Ghalt so you won't be confused. ENJOY.

This is Trevor Ghalt of the Nova, formerly of the United Peacekeeping Republics. If you're hearing this, you and I are acquainted in one form or another. Maybe we fought together. Or hell fought against one another.

Attikus was checking on his Thrall brethren in the slums when he starts hearing the message on the radio nearby.

Galilea sits on a pile as she listens great to know that a fellow comrade of hers had survive Penarch and wonders if any other has as well.

El Dragon resumed his push-ups waiting for the message to be done so that his workout music returns.

We're about to lose Penarch that much is clear. And once Penarch is gone, we'll be down to just one star: Solus. The last star in the universe. And we'll have run out of places to run to.

As that same star shines in the sky Thorn could only look in concern as she rests on the tree, hearing the captain's warning.

Shayne sharpens her boomerangs as Aurox just stays there waiting to get back to his programs he was listening to before Ghalt came on.

A mechanical owl broadcasts the message as Marquis watches with interest wondering if he can profit from this.

So I'm sending out a call to everyone who can fight. I'm calling you to set aside your differences, your past grudges, your territorial squabbles, all that bullcrap. I'm asking that you put it all aside and face the threat that's staring us in the face.

The factions think we're screwed. They're mounting up for the long haul in the dark, and that road only goes one way. And they might be right. But me? I thinks there's another way forward. And that's a path we walk together.

The three UPR commandos that Ghalt picked up were listening even though they already joined; never getting enough of this guy's speeches.

Deep in Meditation Miko hears this and agrees with the one called Trevor Ghalt.

Whiskey Foxtrot was already sold and was just ravenously eating a huge slab of roasted meat.

Now listen... I know Rendain has turned on us. The situation is bleaker than ever. We're outnumbered, outgunned, and our backs are against the wall. But I've survived way to long to die in the dark.

Rath and Umbra didn't need to be told twice all that mattered to them was killing Rendain and restoring the Empire.

Orendi was just around a Sasquatch and giant butterfly in circles for whatever only she knows.

The tea was just perfect as Phoebe took another sip while listening to the call, she wondered when the fun would begin.

I'm gonna fight to save what's left . And I want you to fight with me.

Reyna finishes her beer before flinging the bottle the and shooting it; getting of the cliff she was sitting on.

Kleese in his office pondered about it but then oh what the hell they were going to die anyway; might as well go out punching as they say.

Melka thought this would be a good idea to get payback on the Imperium and Rendain, as she finished the final touches on her new hairdo.

Deande Secretly listens to the call knowing she made the right trust in trusting Ghalt and that together with any other allies that come they might have a chance. The thought almost brings a smile to her face.

So I'm calling to you, to any who will stand with me, to any who will fight to save the last star. Our time is now.

Ghalt then ends the transmission and looks out into the deep, dark, cold, emptiness that awaits them should they fail. "This is our last chance" he said.

So this fic will tell how they came together, their first mission and encounter with Rendain, and how they got their name. Mostly what I can throw together from the trailers