"Get those doors closed, we have to protect our cargo!"  Commanded the captain of the Dragis Starship, Osaisris.

The one hundred strong crew was nearly decimated by a group of ten. They didn't even know when the intruders boarded the ship. If the bio scanners didn't last as long as they did, the merciless invaders would have slain them all without any resistance.  As three of Dragis crew shoved metal containers and other objects that were not bolted down onto the 4th class Starship's floor.

"Sir, what are they?" A fox Morph asked, nervously fumbling with the gun in his hands.
"If I knew, I would tell you." The old captain, gazed into the Morph's eyes. A 3rd rank officer, just fresh out of their academy. He wasn't ready for this. But as there was a loud slam followed by a sequence of bangs against the door to the cargo hold rung in each of their ears. The captain knew this wasn't something any of them could have been ready for.
"If most of us die, jettison the cargo." The morph's eyes widened seeing the doorway, they could see the metal being melted away by something. Had to be the enemy. The black scaled captain stood right in front of the morph blocking off the sight, despite hearing another one of his crew die by the continued beam. "Do you understand me?"

"yes... Yes sir!"
"Good." The captain pulled out a old sword with one claw, then a gun with the other. His issue was centuries older than the current energy weapons and blasters in this age. It could have been registered back to the 20th century. "Fight till the last!" He pointed the sword at the intruders as the slithered through the three foot wide hole left.

Creatures of pure ebony. One by one, almost in uniform pace, came and rose. The last, one larger than the rest examined the room. Stepping on the one it slain when it blasted through the barrier. It registered the minimal threats, then saw the large container sitting almost in the center of the hold.

"Obtain!!" It screeched, almost indistinguishable to the Osaisris crew.  

The fox saw with horror filled eyes, people he knew and worked with die by this force. Their weapons were their very hands. Circular, gazing further into their dark bodies. Blasts of energy far superior than their own shooting out of those holes, shredding through two more of his comrades. Their guns did nothing more than annoy the intruders. Then as the grim sight finally sunk in. Those that they killed rose, their bodies turning to match.
It was too much for the Morph, He fired as faster than his blaster's recharge time can go. But the unstoppable enemy did not fall, soon it was him and the captain remaining. The only one that was able to kill the horde.

"Do it!" The captain shouted as he was soon surrounded by two with the massive leader looming in front of him. He thrusted the sword into one of the black lackeys. Before the leader came forward with a lunge…

That was the last thing he remembered.  He was adrift in space, his uniform was changed by nanotechnology into emergency space suit. Commonplace for the academy uniforms. However, despite the millions of tiny robots running across his body. The suit was damaged and his oxygen was running out quicker than normal.  His eyes found strength to fall upon the damaged Osaisris, one last time before it was eradicated by the gigaton force of an explosion. The sheer magnitude of the detonation, sent his body into a tailspin towards the planet the Starship was traveling by. The speed and gravity generated heat searing through his damaged suit.  Unaware that the capsule the dark intruders was falling with him.

To die alone, disintegrating into nothingness… it hurt him worse than the last moments of pain he felt.

"Are you awake? Your healing is complete."

His eyes adjusted to the blaring sunlight, prior to a large figure stepping before him, taking away the sun.
"You are functional? I am still not sure of your physiology yet."

"What?! How am I alive?!" Colors came into view and standing before him was a massive female Dragis. Her black scales glowed in the sunlight.
"Your blood pressure is rising. For your health you must calm down."  She reached out for him. But the red tailed fox scrambled out of the way.
"Who are you!? Why are you nude?"
"You are panicking. I can explain. I saved you."

The fox stumbled back until he smacked head first into something, he turned around and found the capsule that was on the ship. It was open and the nothing was inside. He gazed back to the Dragis that now loomed over him.

"Who are you? What are you?"
"I do not know what I am exactly. But I am Metria."