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The Search for Galaxia Part 1, Commissioning of the Explorers Council of First Beings, Iridani Five "It is time to find Galaxia, Cylon is dead, his head lays here at our feet," said Gypsy to the rest gathered aboard the First Ship, Hub. "How do you propose to find her?" asked Ash' Nihau Creed. "Ash' Nihau, please remember who it was who first tried to warn us of the war," said Ariella. "Darklight and I have spent many an hour going over her actions. Reading her memories as well as those of the two who coerced her." "No, I will not stand by and allow her free access to the Crystal Chambers. She is a traitor to us all." "She is the only one of enough Pure Blood to find Galaxia without the Gemstone. She is the reigning Regent whether you like it or not," echoed the voices of every Phase Spider Queen Present. "Further she has worked at my request over the last two Millennia, at great risk and sacrifice to herself to gain her redemption." "You are the only one who has refused to view her memories," finished Darklight. "We have already decided anyway, Sylvia Winterbourne is being commissioned to lead the Expedition to find Galaxia, my Mother," stated Hub. Looking around now Ash' Nihau let her anger fester only a few heart beats. "Have you forgotten that I am currently the last Pureblood of the Ancients who created you?" "You are one who helped in our creation that is true. But we were also given our freedom to follow our conscience, and use our own minds. We have, over the last two Millennia managed to guide more civilizations into a peaceful coexistence while rooting out the Loki and their Hoards of Skecksies." Astrid was pissed and everyone knew it. She could also understand the Ancients dislike for Lucinda Regent. But she had learned early in life that you couldn't let your feelings get in the way of your judgement, not at the cost of freedom and peace. "So you are going to give her Command of a search party of Bio-Ships?" "No because Galaxia will not respond to our calls. We are building her a detail of Transports to follow the Freeway. The roadbuilders continue to find her influence in the worlds they come into contact with." Stated Hub. "Then we know which direction to head," Ash' Nihau jumped on the information. "No because there is no pattern, it is totally random," stated Gypsy. Even my Explorers have found evidence but nothing to give them a path to follow." "So you see our only option left is allowing the Regent to find her. Or waiting to see if the youngest princess can learn to track her," said Ariella. "But even you know that Lucinda was always Galaxia's favorite. She chose her above her sister who was a Pureblood." "Yes but it is the descendant of her sister who was only a quarter blood that has continued the name," Ash' Nihau felt her mix of emotions now. She was a Pureblood Ancient, these First Beings should be seeking and heeding her words. But here they were making their own decisions without even considering her advice. "No we considered it, but we have done as we were first taught by the Ancients, we made our own choices without being prejudiced by our initial feelings, or the advice received." Now she stood back and looked at these gathered around her, they had Evolved beyond the hopes of their creators. And yet just like their creators they refused to let themselves be considered gods. That was the difference between them and the Loki who once sat on this very Council. The Loki wished to be worshiped, something the Ancients had never done, though many civilizations had sought to do so. "Very well, we shall go with your plans," she finally conceded with a small smile of approval. Gypsy across from her let out a sigh of relief. She'd been afraid that the last Ancient might continue to resist their plans. "Please Mistress Creed, would you help us to choose the Guardians who will accompany her?" asked Queen Moira, speaking for the first time. "You are sending Drider's to be her Guardians?" "We have always been the Guardians of the Ancients," stated Tilliani. "And we would not dream of allowing even one who is only a half-blood to go into danger without us at her side." ++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++ Lucinda knew that something was up with the First Beings. They'd been asking her advice almost constantly since her return to 'First Home'. But they weren't interrogating her, or even watching her. She was spending so much time with her grandchildren, getting to know them. And then this morning the Drider's had arrived. Both a Spider and a Scorpion together. "Why are you here?" she'd demanded. "We are here to be at your service. We were chosen to be your Guardians during your travels to ensure no harm comes to you," explained the Scorpion. "And why do you think I need protection?" "Excuse me Lucinda Regent," interrupted Ash' Nihau. "I think we need to talk, the guardians are not here to spy on you, only to protect you in your travels should the need arise." She could see the fear and uncertainty in her eyes. This would be the first time the two had actually talked since she'd returned. "I no longer use that name," she finally stated. "Yes you use the name Sylvia Winterbourne, but that cannot change the fact that you are the chosen 'Regent'." "What do you want to talk about? I already gave the others every scrap of memory I possess," she said. "Have they not talked to you yet about the council meeting they held two days ago?" asked Ash' Nihau. Stephanie and her daughters were watching everything closely. "Come, let's take a walk and I will explain what the meeting was about." +++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++ Mr Nimbus sat in his office going over the plans for the four newest TL Mark Fives. This was the first time any of the First Beings had commissioned anything, and he was curious as to why they needed four Transports when they could just zip out through the stars to anywhere they chose. Still these were very different than those they'd built before. These had particle collectors in not just the forward scoop, but in every external intake. Further there were two fully functional Class Twelve Cold Fusion Drive Trains. Then there were the Magnetic Grappling Beams used in Starships. Sure the Chief Trackers had them in their smaller ships. But the IGP Transports had never used them before. Then he smiled seeing that they were all linked into the new Command Boost Overrides. If it was triggered by one, all four would be Maglocked together like an instantaneous Star Train. If he didn't know any better he'd think these things might be going someplace where there wasn't any guarantee of a fuel source. There was a fuel source conversion system built into each one, they could turn fossil fuels or vegetation into fuel if needed. And then there was the shielding, and the greenhouses. The plans called for the greenhouses to be seeded on Iridani Five by the Tank Shop there. Finally deciding that these four should have an even higher priority he dedicated seventy percent of his work force to completing them. +++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++ Intergalactic Police Command Headquarters, Omega Seven: 'Attention all IGPT Commanders, you are to select one Transport Driver with sufficient experience to be promoted to either Commander or Sub- Commander. Those officers chosen are to report to Sylvia Winterbourne on Iridani Five, on or before, (the date was given). Said Officers should be single and are to expect a lengthy deployment. Further any other volunteers for this assignment should tender their request through this headquarters. Darius Grealing, Supreme Commander, IGP Otru sat rereading the message for the hundredth time since it had arrived. "So who are we going to send?" asked Saniya. "Yeah you know what this is, right?" asked Dessi. "Another exploration mission," he answered. "But who is Sylvia Winterbourne, I've never heard of her. And there isn't any information on her. "Commander we have an incoming message from Shimmer," said Aleena on communications. When the screen lit up there were five people sitting in front of it. "Moms, Dad," began Tessa. "Did you get the message too?" "Yes," answered Saniya since she was the first wife and Tessa had begun the conversation by saying Moms, first. "Ours had an exclusion attached. None of the Human Transports or Talon are being tasked." They could hear the unspoken question. "Probably because your crews are lighter than everyone else's," offered Dessi. "But from the message, I'd guess they are commissioning at least four new Transports." "Have you ever heard of Sylvia Winterbourne?" asked Otru. "The name sounds human." "Oh you mean Lucinda Regent, that's the name she was using here on Earth," said Daisy. At their shocked looks Reno said, "Dad she was pardoned, it was her clones who were committing all the crimes. She was being held in Stasis by Cylon all these years." "How do you know that she was Pardoned?" he asked. "We were here when Gypsy told her she'd been redeemed. Shimmer was the one she finally managed to contact. Chief Tracker Marsh went along on the rescue. She and Gypsy brought back Cylon's head." "Oh, we were unaware of that, thank you," said Otru. "Can I visit with my Grampa and Grammas now?" Asked Becki. She was big eyed telling them about getting to see Gypsy, and just shifted to a spotted cheetah like her Gramma Dessi as they talked. Then as she was talking directly to Saniya she shifted to a tiger. Off to the side Otru sent a request to Howler for a family visit. The second the split screen lit up with Dinessa's smiling face, she shifted to a wolf. "Oh my you're getting really good at that Sweetheart," her grandparents praised her ability. Just before the call ended Cord said, "We're going to be heading home with the next big Convoy. Are you sure you can't swing it to be part of the escort, Mom?" he was directing the question to Dinessa. "They're going to need all the help they can get directing traffic and keeping things moving." "I'd think they'd have enough with three Transports," she answered. "Dinessa, clear your schedule. Lydia and I were getting ready to request another Transport. There's now seventy eight trucks plus however many are in the Carnival Convoy that's going along to keep everyone's interest while they build this Roller Coaster thing," said Otru. "We're going to need a new set of Rollers when we get to the start point. Can you get one of the Wyoming/Ute shops here, permission to change them out if we can get the rollers here?" she asked. "Break, Howler this is Duke, you copy?" they heard Shasta request over the long range interstellar radio. "Yes Duke we copy, do you need assistance?" "Negative, we're about to leave Kelvin Nine for Earth. Does Howler take the standard size for Lyconian Transports?" "Yes she does," answered Dinessa. "Ok we'll have them for you when you get there," she answered. ++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++ Lambert Pre-Staging Area, Earth: "Attention Wolfs Bane IGPT; Terrn, Sharra, Promotion to Commander IGP. Commander Terrn is requested to contact this Headquarters to tender her crew selection from the currently available list, see forwarded list. Further it is requested that she provide a Name for her new Exploration Transport." Commander Lydia Shore sat reading the Notice. She was both sad to be losing her, yet happy for her at the same time. Sharra had been destined for a Command of her own, and she was afraid that having a child still in school would hurt her chances. Now she grinned as she pulled up the new Promotion List, with a few simple taps of her command console she sent it to the individual View screens. Then she noted the four top names promoted to 'Commander', each one was followed by TC which meant Transport Commander. Demure, Dessinda, Cmdr, TC Gorre, Desire, Cmdr, TC Terrn, Sharra, Cmdr, TC Yorre, Tyrell, Cmdr, TC Bishone, Lolly, Cmdr, Demonian Griskell, Miya, Cmdr Jenks, Yalla, Cmdr, Rixxian Merkuri, Dorrita, Cmdr Mizzen, Salissa, Cmdr, Draconian Torr, Dovey, Cmdr Wills, Rosina, Cmdr Zakson, Ritta, Cmdr, Tagolian Each name submitted by the current Transport Commanders had been promoted to Commander. And she had met each one, knew that each one was equally capable. She also knew that being related to a Queen had no sway in the selection of two of the new Transport Commanders. +++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++ Sharra was happy that her daughter had found someone special to share her life with. She'd worried that Vikki wouldn't find anyone. She had no idea, no one did, how long this mission would last, or where they would end up. She knew that there was a point where they would be out of communication range. That was another reason the transports were being equipped with so many portal locator beacons. They would not only show what direction they travelled, they would relay communications to the already known Universes. The big question was, 'Would they ever see home again?' ++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++ IGPT Howler followed the Werewolf into the St Louis staging area. It wasn't the first time being here, but still it was just as monumental, it was her first chance to meet in person, her first grandchild Becki Lightfeather. There was a part of her that was proud to know that her Daughters family was following the matrilineal traditions of inheritance. And while her own Daughter wasn't the first wife, Daisy Lightfeather accepted her equally. It had been a very long discussion in which the three had explained their reasons why they were freely choosing to add Daisy's last name to their own. It freed them from a lot of the royal, as well as planetary politics that popped up with the last names of Demure and Yorre. ++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++ Werewolf glided gracefully into the empty space next to Wolfs Bane. Salissa Mizzen looked over her shoulder anxiously at her commander. "Commander Mizzen, would you go let our Hitch Hiker know that we have arrived?" requested Commander Lash. "Aye Ma'am," she was still trying to get used to being called Commander. Slowly she stood up from her seat at the wheel of the Transport. Lt Carrlie Felter sliding into the now vacant seat. Pausing she placed her hand gently on the newly commissioned Lt's shoulder. "Just relax and get to know him. I have good feelings about you as a Driver." ++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++ Lydia sat in her command seat waiting, unsure of how she should greet her daughter. She was sure now that it had been the intervention of her Queen that had let her see Tassia on the few occasions that she'd managed to get to visit with her over the past few years. Should she be angry over the way she'd just taken off, running away from home? Or should she let it slide, and just be happy that she was here? She sat watching as Commander Lash walked her around in front of Werewolf. The rest in the command section glanced over their shoulders at her before pulling the privacy screens to give them a chance to talk. The front door opened and she heard, "T, Tassia Shore requesting permission to board." Swiveling her chair to face the door she waved her hand to dismiss the HUD, "By all means, Please." But even before she got a full three steps into the Command section Lydia had launched herself from the seat to wrap her arms around her daughter. "Oh gods Tassia," she let her tears flow. It was a good three minutes as they both just held each other crying. Finally Tassia, still clinging to her mother asked, "Are you mad at me Momma?" And there it was, the question she'd been trying to answer for herself. "No, no Tassia Rose Shore, I am not mad at you. I'm mad at myself," she wiped her tear streaked face. "I am mad that I let your Grandmother keep you from me for so long." "W, Will you let me stay with you for the summer like, like you do Randi?" "Please don't make me go back there," she was sobbing openly now. "Please." "Sweetie," she hugged her tighter. "You aren't going back there. Not even after the summer is over." "But she'll come and steal me out of school," Tassia was trembling. "You aren't going back to LGA, you'll be going to school on Iridani with Randi," said Lydia. "The Military Academy?" she could see the confusion in her daughters eyes now. "No to Malissa's Girls Academy with Maleeza. I already made the arrangements, I think that's why your grandmother is so upset." +++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++ Tyrell sat going over his requested crew list, he wanted to get it submitted before he took time to visit with his cousin Tessa. He'd just finished going over it for the fifth time and finally hit submit when someone tapped on the door to his personal quarters. "Yes?" he answered as he turned towards it. The fluffy ball of fur that rushed into his arms was followed by Tessa. "Tyrell, I'd like you to meet Becki, my daughter," said Tessa. He'd known that they were here, they'd been visiting with Commander Yorre, Tessa's mother and his Aunt who now stood in the doorway behind them. He'd known all along that he and Tessa were actually half brother and sister. He was sure that she knew it as well as his Aunt. Dinessa had always treated him more like a son than a nephew. His mother had at first been frightened after his father had officially acknowledged him. Unsure how he would be treated. But Dinessa had actually understood, he and Tessa had been raised between her and his mother, Abilene. And though he'd barely known his father before his death, he knew that Dinessa and his mother had both shared him. "Ty, I want you to know how proud we are of you. How proud Daddy would be if he could see you now," there were tears in her eyes. "Kai knew what he was doing when he and your mother brought you into this world," said Dinessa. Then she tipped his face up to hers, "Abi will meet us all on Omega Seven." "Thank you M, Mom," he said as she hugged him. +++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++ Sylvia requested to meet with Wanderer, unsure what type of reception she might get. She was busy using a Star Bracelet to try and map the reported possible contacts with Galaxia from the IGP Reports. There was no set pattern that she could make out, and then this afternoon a Road Bug had rolled up in front of the house where she was staying with Stephanie and her daughters. Suddenly her computer was flooded with the information. She was wishing she had the new commanders here to help her sort through it all. "Excuse me Regent, perhaps if you called the IGP they might send you those who are not committed to the convoy," suggested 'Dropped' her Scorpion Guardian. She looked at him a moment. "Why are you named Dropped?" she asked curiously. "When I was born, I was Dropped. It was feared that I would not live, but here I am," he proclaimed proudly. He'd been studying the charcoal drawing she'd done of Galaxia, "That looks like the ghost ship that passed through these parts six years ago." "Ghost Ship?" "Oh yes, we reported it to the IGP. They have lots of reports of ghost ships that look like that," added Climber. "You are sure it looked like this ship?" her hands were shaking now. Six years ago? "Yes from drawings done by those who saw it, why?" She spun on her office chair, "Get me the IGP Headquarters on Omega Seven." "Ahh Miss Winterbourne. How may I help you?" asked SC Darius Grealing. "I understand that you have collected reports of sightings of this ship," she held up the picture of Galaxia. "The Ghost ship? Yes quite a few, but that was six years ago, why?" "I need them, all of them." She was shaking, and fought to control her excitement. "I will forward them to you in chronological order." "Thank you," she answered and ended the call. "Is there something wrong?" asked her two guardians as she sat and thought about this recent news. No ship who had been bonded at the time the war began was still alive. But there were three who had bonded recently. "Hub, I need to speak with you. Well actually to Unicorn, Wanderer and Keel," she said. Suddenly she found herself aboard Unicorn. Calista starting at her sudden appearance. "Excuse me, I'm sorry for the interruption," she began. "I need to talk to Unicorn." "Please, if I can help you in finding my great grandmother, ask." "When, when you lost Cali, how long was it before you found Calista?" she asked. "Three and a half years, is that important?" "Did you notice any changes, like transparency?" "Not that I'm aware of," answered the ship. "You were fading, but then Mommy feeded you and you got all better," said Allie. "Fading?" "She was losing her pretty color," offered up the child. "Yes she did look a bit washed out. But then after I fed her she began to look brighter," explained Calista as she sat nursing her newest child. Smiling now Sylvia stood up and offered her hand, "Thank you. Thank you so very much. I need to return to finish my research." She felt giddy and brighter than she had before. ++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++ Now standing in the garden she threw her star map into the air, higher than before. Then she keyed the remote and had Dropped read out the sightings from the Ghost Ship. It was nearly an hour before they were all marked. The last one was Syracuse II, farthest out on the rim of barely explored Freeway. Still she saw no pattern at all, it seemed so random. All of these had been six years ago. She needed to concentrate on these newest sightings. Sightings that had taken place over a seven month period. Dropped tossed his own star map into the air, only the ghost sightings programmed in, and there it was spelled out for her. "FIND ME LUCINDA PLEASE >---" The last characters, >---, was the sighting by Midnight Run and another transport, Leopard. But Leopard had broken off the chase to respond to another incident in the Terrellian Quadrant. "I need to speak with the Commanders of Leopard and Midnight Run," she said to the Supreme Commander at IGP headquarters. "I'm sorry that's impossible," he began. "Ok anyone who was in their crews at the time," he cut her off. "Both those Transports were lost. Midnight Run was the last to spot that ghost ship. She disappeared during the chase. We lost Leopard a few months later." She felt almost defeated. Where was she going to go from here? The end of the message was well into unexplored space. "Fine, where are my transport Commanders?" she asked. ++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++ She'd been searching for clues for almost a week straight, she was so tired. Leaning forward she lay her head on the desk closing her eyes for only a moment. "Momma, hurry, Gramma's passed out from exhaustion." She was aware of being checked over, of being carried to her own bed, the voices drifting into her subconscious. "Momma, look at this," it was Destiny's voice. "Who could do this to someone?" she realized that she'd rolled onto her stomach. Her now bared lower back, what was left of it was now being exposed, but she was deep in her exhausted state to even acknowledge it. "Her own father did that to her," she recognized Gypsy's voice now. "Her father?" "Yes her father, the Loki, Cylon. After she warned us. And later after she escaped and gave birth to your mother, and then created you and your daughters." It slowly sank in to Stephanie Winters, Cylon had been her great grandfather. She was part Loki. As if reading her thoughts Gypsy said, "You are nothing like he was. He killed all the peaceful Loki who refused to join him. But he wasn't always like that or her mother could not have loved him." Layla gently spread a sheet over her back. She'd seen scars left by whips before. She's seen them as she traveled through the less civilized countries after her escape from the Palace Farm. And she knew that these, though similar, were not caused by any whip. She told her sisters and momma that she would stay with here to be sure that she continued to rest. She hadn't intended to, but as she tried to imagine what had caused these scars she suddenly found herself deep in Sylvia's subconscious mind. Suspended naked from chains holding her at each wrist and ankle. The Loki, the tips of his fore claws red with her blood, the thin strips of her flesh laid out in front of her one at a time before he returned to remove another strip. His mind inside her own always asking the same questions. 'Where is Galaxia? Why were you there in the jungle? Why did you create those three? Why did you betray me, daughter? We could have ruled the Universes together, become gods. Worshiped and feared by everyone.' 'Your mother sought to make us more docile, refusing to see that she was herself a goddess worthy of being worshipped. But she was weak, weak and pathetic like you are.' He changed his tactic then, 'Where is your sister, Mildred?' he demanded unaware that he'd just given her hope. If he was asking about Mildred, she had escaped along with the Ships Matrix. She'd seen enough to know that he had destroyed every Loki who opposed his quest for godhood, his thirst for absolute power. But still, if there had once been peaceful Loki, there might still be some left. He couldn't have destroyed all of them, could he? He thought he and the Rogue Queen had killed all the Translucent Phase Spiders, and yet they had returned. ++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++ The Bondage pulled slowly to a stop in front of the little cottage, they were here to deliver Dessinda Demure and the others of her new crew that they'd gathered along the way. Before leaving IGP Headquarters on Omega Seven they gathered up the things Sylvia had requested to see. The last Portal Beacon left by Midnight Run, the one that had failed and the photo and video footage from the area where it had been found. The Portal Beacons were designed so that they could be deployed automatically by the Transport without stopping, or manually. The reports all showed that they had been deployed automatically, deployed before the Transport was within range of the Commit Markers. So why had the last one failed to deploy? It would seek out the other Beacons to form a link. Seven would transmit to both numbers six and eight. They carried it out into the middle of the yard, then as everyone watched Sylvia pressed the manual activation button. The tripod extended rapidly setting the Beacon upright, then the Antenna deployed as it went active, the signal transmitting the location to Bondage, the closest Transport who automatically transmitted it in every direction to the permanent Beacons set up at the other portals to be relayed to the next. Dessinda bent over picking up the empty chute cap that had popped off when the antennas deployed. Now she stared at it confusion. Had the facility failed to pack the chute before sending it out to the Transports? ++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++ Lambert Field The sudden appearance of the now activated beacon on every Transport Command HUD set off alarms to alert the Transports of its activation. Midnight Run, Beacon Seven had just gone active. Lydia Shore sat in the Command chair aboard Wolfs Bane, tears slowly rolling down her face after the brief shock and hope before realizing which beacon it was. She also read its location, Iridani Five. "Momma?" she looked up to see Tassia's tear streaked face. "What's happening?" Together mother and daughter held each other for several long minutes before being interrupted by a new tone. The steady yet weak pulsing of Beacon Eight, followed a few minutes later by Nine and then Ten. Without a second thought she reached out activating the personnel recall. "Tassia, I want you to stay with your brother. We'll drop you off on the way," she said. "N, no Momma I'm coming with you," she looked into her mother's eyes. "Please!" A million conflicting feelings ran through Lydia's mind at the same time. Take her children with her. Leave them here in case there was nothing to find. Dare she hope that Garr was still alive out there? It had been six years since Midnight Run had disappeared. Should she tell Randi? "Wolfs Bane do you copy?" called Otru from Reaper. "Wolfs Bane copies Reaper," she answered wiping her tear streaked face. "I want you take the rest of the new crews with you," he'd pulled up the projected route to Syracuse II. Iridani and Kelvin Nine were both only a half day off her projected route at each planet. "You want me to delay getting there to drop off," she began. "Lydia, stop and think about this. Even if you Phase jump from here to there, you are a lone Transport. You need backup. I don't want to lose you too. I've lost too many friends like this. We don't know what's on the other side of those unexplored portals. Think about Randi and Tassia." It was the last that finally got through to her. Already those assigned to the Exploration mission were filing hastily aboard Wolfs Bane. There was no question whether she was going or not, only would they be able to help? As they waited impatiently for the last to board a tiny blinking light caught her attention. Leopard's number three Portal Beacon had just showed up on her HUD. Quickly she pulled up its position, in a straight line from Midnight Run's last beacon. "Otru, I can't wait any longer." She knew that he too had seen it.