Jace Swift gripped the controls of the Prism Glider, its sleek chrome hull slicing through the inky blackness of space. Beside him, the stoic Orion Shield, a mountain of a man dwarfed only by his impenetrable battle suit, monitored tactical displays. Rhea Luxe, a Denarian with cybernetic enhancements that glinted in the faint starlight, navigated with practiced ease.Their destination – a Vorlaxian outpost on the fringes of the Andromeda Galaxy – pulsed on the scanners as a crimson blip, a stark contrast against the star-dusted canvas. Disturbing reports had reached Nova City – flickering transmissions, panicked pleas for help, then silence. The cause remained a mystery."Incoming transmission," Rhea announced, her voice laced with concern. "Denarian Zale reporting. We're under attack! Repeat, under attack!"Static crackled on the comms, replaced by the guttural roar of something monstrous. A cold sweat prickled Jace's skin. He'd only been a member of the Prism Corps for a standard cycle, the adrenaline of his first mission turning icy."Stand by, Denarian Zale," Astra Blaze's voice boomed through the comms, her command presence radiating even miles away. "Prism Corps inbound. We will secure the outpost."Relief washed over Jace, replaced by a surge of determination. He wouldn't let Astra down. Not on his first mission.As they hurtled closer, a horrifying vista unfolded. The Vorlaxian outpost, usually a beacon of light in the void, was shrouded in an unnatural darkness. Jagged shadows stretched across the structures, emanating from hulking figures unlike anything Jace had ever seen.These weren't Xandrosian soldiers or rogue androids. These creatures resembled nightmares made flesh – serpentine limbs tipped with razor-sharp claws, obsidian bodies pulsing with an ominous red glow. Their eyes, burning embers in the darkness, locked onto the Prism Glider."Nullborn," Orion Shield rumbled, his voice low. "They've breached the dimensional barrier."Jace's blood ran cold. Nullborn, creatures of the Null Dimension, were the stuff of legend – beings fueled by the absence of light and energy, thirsting to consume all existence. This was far worse than they bargained for.Suddenly, the Glider lurched violently. Alarms blared, red lights strobed. Rhea swore under her breath. "Null energy weapons! Shields failing!""We need to engage!" Orion Shield roared, already transforming into his cobalt-blue battle suit. Energy crackled around him as he activated his Celestial Prism.Jace swallowed his fear, the Prism Corps motto echoing in his mind: "For light, for justice, for the Cosmos!" He activated his own Denarian battle suit, its sleek black armor buzzing with power.The Glider shuddered once more before disengaging. They were plummeting towards the ravaged outpost, the Nullborn swarming towards them like ravenous locusts."Jace," Astra's voice crackled over his comms, urgency lacing her tone. "Get Orion and Rhea to the surface. Vega and I will provide cover fire."A tremor of awe ran through Jace. Vega Specter, the master of the electromagnetic spectrum, and Astra Blaze, the Prism Prime herself. He couldn't ask for better backup.With a burst of his Wind Prism powers, Jace steadied the Glider, steering it towards a partially collapsed building. As the Glider crashed, Orion and Rhea leapt out, weapons blazing.Jace felt a surge of energy course through his suit. This was it. His first stand against the darkness. He followed his comrades, a newfound resolve hardening his gaze. The universe needed heroes, and today, Jace Swift was one of them.