As the Terran Flagship was hard-locked, Prescott gave Ensign Delta his "mark" signal. As she flipped up a plexiglass lid and smashed a blue-red button, the Spirit of Freedom revealed her weapons all spun up and locked on. Of the many weapons the Coalition had commissioned from Prescott's chief engineer, Dr. Brawn Dittrich, the High-Explosive-Scatter Cannons, the Gauss-Wretch Penetrating-Explosive-Glassing-System or (GW-P.E.G.S), the Reciprocal-Neutron-Pulse-Repeaters and a weapon blueprinted by the Scotts Crew for Asteroid & large object busting, the Planet-Killer Critonium-Mass-Accelerator-Projectile-System or (PK-C.M.A.P.S), were all amongst the reason this aging battleship-class starship was still in service.
"This is Captain Prescott Philip of the Fraction Coalition Starship Spirit of Freedom. You have entered our killzone and will be fired upon unless a direct-reply hail is immediately dispatched. You have thirty seconds to comply." Upon receiving nothing, Prescott nodded to Arscott. "Arscott, fire a single scatter-burst off their port side. Do not miss their shields."
Arscott grips the scatter cannon controls and fires a warning shot as directed at the leading frigate. However, the warning shot intended to get them to answer depletes their shielding capability entirely. Within seconds, the Frigate hails them.
"Ceasefire, ceasefire! Your point is well-received. I am Admiral Harding Greenbock of the frigate Euphrates."
"Admiral Greenbock, have the Primark and the rest of your group back up to the coordinates I have sent over. You are within range of every single gun I have at my arsenal's disposal. Do not test my patience, nor my resolve."
After the transmission cuts, the group backs off to the specified coordinates. As very few tense moments pass before the Spirit of Freedom receives word the last of the shuttles are in-route to Mocci Prime. Prescott and the various Coalition leaders amongst the fleet breathe a breath of relief.
"Attention Coalition Battlefleet Omicron, make ready for transport home." Orders Prescott as he then switches to a secure channel. "Eridanus, this Prescott Philip. Once that transport lands, you are cleared for Black/White Hole Planetary Transport, (B-WHPT). The Spirit of Freedom will safeguard the fleet's exit."
"Orders received and are already in preparation. See you Phos-System side." Says Eridanus as he ends the transmission. Getting up, he races a field on Mocci Prime that is completely barren, except for the massive massive reactive metal plate embedded into the ground. With a holo-key, the plate lowers into the depths of Mocci Prime, letting the alien off inside the hollow planet's core. With the input of a few Critarian symbols into the sequential decryption matrix, the sky over Mocci Prime goes fully dark with a protective, dampening shield and the artificial rings of the hollow planet begin accelerating at high-intensity critical speeds. Once the sequence symbols were glowing green, Eridanus pulls a series of levers causing the rings to flatten out by slamming together at their top rotational speed, creating an accretion disk of a black hole.
Just as Mocci Prime suddenly and frighteningly appeared, the hollow planet followed suit as it vanished into the artificial black hole. The Coalition Battlefleet all follow within the dampening field of Mocci Prime and eventually, it comes time for the Spirit of Freedom's swan dive. Prescott pushes the nose of the battleship over the edge, then power flips the ship backward as if it were a Terran whale emerging from the ocean, then falling back in with gravity doing all the work. As the Spirit of Freedom vanishes, the artificial blackhole collapses on itself and ceases to exist, once again, showing the Terra-Primary Auto-Plutocracy just how uneven the scales are.
"Mark my words", started the Primark, "I will have my war, and that system will be mine." He finished saying, clenching his white-gloved fist tightly before returning to his chair as the ships returned to Terra-Primary, disappointed.