Cartenia IV was a lively green planet, with vast oceans, and large tracks of fertile land.  That land contained some of the most exotic life forms seen by humans.  But humans were not native on this world; the dominate sentient species were reptilian in nature.  Perhaps the extinction level event that had shaped the course of Earth, did not happen here.  Maybe the dinosaurs had evolved and became the rulers of this green vibrant world; who could say.

That species was locally known as the Bravii, and they were a space-faring race that warred on the other inhabited worlds in their local area of space.  They were a blood thirsty savage race that were experiencing a time of expansion, and they conquered their world and were not expanding out into the stars.  They had been very successful with several worlds of lesser technological advancement. 

The Bravii mostly preyed on worlds where they knew they had the advantage in ships and weapons; some of the conquered worlds didn’t even have space travel yet.  Those worlds were devastated by the brief war, and the survivors were now slaves of the Bravii.  Forced to live a life of toil and hardship, the people of those worlds were being used to strip their planet of any resource that could be used by their usurpers.  The natives were dying by the thousands on a daily basis, and by the time the natural resources were depleted, the inhabitants would dead and the planet would be another dead world destroyed by the Bravii.

Other worlds had taken notice of this disturbing series of events; planets as advanced as the destroyers of worlds.  There had been much talk of what to do about this path of destruction, before it reached beyond this local area of space.  Strategies had been discussed, plans analyzed, and finally, decisions made.  Something had to be done to stop the advance of destruction, before it reached the worlds that were not to be touched. 

The sky over Cartenia IV was dark and filled with stars; the air was crisp and still and the only sounds that could be heard were those of the native nocturnal creatures that roamed the lush land.  Suddenly the serene quiet was disturbed by a booming sound coming from the sky.  Those creatures on the prowl were startled by the loud noise; many fled in all directions to avoid the unknown source.

A burning brand of fiery light streaked across the night sky; if any sentient creature observed it, they might think it was just a meteor, but it was more than that.   If one could look closely at the heart of the fiery ‘meteor’, they would see a oval shape that was blackened by the heat of it’s speedy atmospheric entry.  As it descended deeper into the thickening air, the heat seemed to burn away parts of it’s shape, which fell behind and burned up by the fiery tale.

As the pieces flaked off, more and more of the shape took form; until a vaguely humanoid shape was visible.  Once the form reached the lower atmosphere, at about the 5,000 meters, it had slowed enough that the fire enveloping it began to dissipate.  Arms were throw out to the sides and the remaining part of the ablative layer was thrown off to show the armored human form as it continued to descend.   

A small box like shape separated from the back of the form, and took up a position about 5 meters above it.  The box glowed as the anti-grav chute took hold in the planet’s gravitational field and slowed the armored form even further.  With subtle hand movements, the figure controlled it’s movement to steer it around a mountain range in it’s path.  Coming around the mountain it continued on towards an area of dark forest as it continued to slow.  It swooped low, just above the treetops, until it located the spot that had been chosen.  Then with a quick upward movement to slow it’s speed quickly, the box darkened once more and then quickly returned to the figures back.  The speed stalled and with it’s feet now pointed at the ground, the figure dropped the final 50 meters where it plunged through the forest canopy and dropped to the ground, landing in a crouch to absorb the last of it force from it’s fall.

The figure straightened to it’s full height, of about 2 meters, and looked around at it’s drop zone.  The armor was a mottled gray with black splotches from the carbon deposits from the reentry. It was human in form, with a black helmet the front of which was a black visor which showed nothing of the occupants face.  It surveyed it’s surroundings for a few moments, before reaching over a shoulder where it pulled a large rifle looking object and held it at the ready.  This done, the armored figure moved off into the dark forest towards it’s destination.

((Moved from Rules to Freeform))