As true to its name, Ghost, operated under maximum stealth protocols, and activated its primary engines.
Buzzzz!
Then..
With a soundless flash of blue light, the warp drive engaged.
The Ghost Ship vanished from the solar system, rocketing toward the Zenith Planet at speeds that defied modern physics.
Meanwhile, back on Earth, the Federation High Command was in a state of absolute chaos, desperately trying to locate a target that was already gone.
[Commander Erdogan's POV]
I stood in the center of the tactical command center of the Zeta Tower, watching the massive holographic display in dead silence.
The glowing red anomaly we had been tracking just outside Earth's atmosphere simply blinked out of existence. The Federation radar operators frantically typed at their consoles, their faces pale with panic, but I already knew it was useless. You do not just lose a ship of that magnitude on standard scanners. They had warped.
