Zeta Outpost – Edge of the BeltWarning sirens split the silence of the observation deck. Captain Ren darted to the console, her heart hammering as the sensor readouts screamed across the display.“Contact. Multiple-no,dozens of signatures. Origin: beyond Pluto’s orbit. Trajectory… Earthward.”The display bloomed with jagged red icons, each angular like shards of glass.General Stavos’ voice crackled through the comm. “Identify.”Ren swallowed. “They’re not Architect vessels. They’re something else. Structure’s all wrong. Design is bad.”The AI interpreter pulsed with cold certainty.:: Classify: Unknown Hostiles. Probability match with ‘Others’—ninety-one percent. ::Ren felt the chill settle into her bones. “They’re here.”⸻Genesis VaultThe seed pulsed violently, its glow flickering as though it felt the approach. The silver-eyed girl clutched her head, whispering words that weren’t hers.“They cut the stream… they cut the song. They are fracture.”Mira’s chest tightened. She knew