Signals drifted through the cosmos and collected.

  An armada of refugees, exiled from the Galactic Council, headed to Earth.

  Earth's space forces readied defenses and transmitted.

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  "Alien Armada, are you friend or foe?"

  "Earthlings, we seek asylum."

  "Are you threatened, Armada? Who attacks you?"

  "The Galactic Council oppresses us. Our homeworld is ruined by interaction with others. We came to protect our heritage."

  The aliens fired lasers at the moon, heating it up bright red.

  A period of silence passed ...

  "Aliens, how can we help you?"

  "Earthlings, your leader speaks to us. We're here to restore law and order."