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The Search for Galaxia, 2
Following the beacons
Sylvia was packed and ready to go, she stood with her grandchildren as
she waited for the arrival of the transports from Kelvin Nine. She'd been
alerted as they reached the one hour out mark from Iridani's big Phase
Portal.
Hob and his family had been working overtime to be ready to install not
just the upgrades to the electronics, but to get the greenhouse plants
ready to be sown on their arrival.
As she stood ready to board Star Explorer, Ash' Nihau stepped up beside
her.
"I'm sorry that I mistrusted you. That I couldn't understand what was
happening back then. You really do care, and you did try to set things
right before and after everything happened."
"Thank you, but unless I find her in time, this mission will be
pointless. She is starving, and only the blood of the Regent can save her
now." She looked nervously to her daughter and granddaughters before
continuing. "There may not be enough blood in my veins, she may not be
able to stop feeding once she begins. But that is my price to pay, not my
daughters or the Princess'."
"Why won't you take some Phase Spiders with you?" asked Nihau.
"Because Ruby aligned herself with Cylon, she will not trust any of the
First Beings. She may not even trust me, even though she left me that
message."
We were interrupted by the announcement that the Exploration Transports
had begun dropping through the portal.
"You are taking eight Transports?"
"No, only four. Those others are going in search of two of the lost
Transports only," I told her. "Eight would be a threat, but two jumping
together will not. We will keep enough space between our pairs that they
are not a threat to her."
++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++
We paused only long enough to refuel, and to resupply. Then I received a
message from Lyconia.
"Commanders, I want you to know that a refuel convoy has been arranged.
They will meet you on Syracuse II before you shoot the Portal. God Speed,
and bring them back safely."
"Thank you Your Majesty, We'll find them."
"Commander Shore, this is your mission. Wraith and Grief are at your
Command," said Tarriana.
"Thank you, your Majesty, I will bring them all back safely."
She led off toward the Phase Portal.
"Syracuse II coordinates locked in and broadcasting," reported Torri
Sharr, it was 'Rogered' by the other three Transports following behind.
This would be a long jump, all the way to the far rim of explored space.
++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++
Truck manufacturing facility, Kelvin Nine.
The first four of the Draconian Load Stars begun before the Exploration
Transports had been commissioned sat in the side lot filling the triple
piggyback tankers with T-7.
Jarda hadn't understood at first what the aftermarket modifications were
for when he watched the driving crews begin installing them at the backs
of the trailers. He understood what the Marker beacons were for though.
Once a trailer was empty it could be dropped at a safe point for later
recovery.
Then to his surprise, fuel conversion collectors had been installed on
top of each tanker along with a solar power source. 'What were these
drivers dreaming up now?'
The forward tank section would hold one thousand gallons of T-7 to be
used by the truck itself.
Then he began looking into the fuel converters. If they left at least ten
Galactic Liters of that first tank with fuel in it, the converters would
use it to create more T-7, adding it to the empty tanks until either they
were full or the converters were shut off.
FJ-123 stepped into his office to thank him for allowing them to use the
facilities to make their last minute modifications.
"FJ, might I ask why you suddenly decided to make these changes, but not
on the rest your Families fleet?"
"We are taking these trucks in support of Wolfs Bane's mission," came the
answer.
The modifications at the back would let the Transports refuel without
stopping, if they had the proper hookups. Somehow Jarda knew that those
hookups would be installed quickly when they met up with the convoy.
As the four trucks left the yards headed for the Portal he heard, "MTS-1,
Syracuse II locked in and transmitting." "MTS-2, five by five." It was
echoed by MTS-3 and 4.
"God Speed and safe travels my friends," Jarda told them over the radio.
FJ-123 had given him the plans for the improved fuel converters. But he
was trying to figure out what MTS stood for.
"Well," interrupted his secretary. "Are we to alter the remaining eight
Tankers to become Mobile Truck Stops? You know the next two could be
completed and ready to go before the convoy leaves Earth."
"Sannice, these were commissioned to support the FJ Truck Stops," he told
her as he looked over the plans. The electrical circuits and everything
had 'Tank Shop Technology' written all over it. The fact they had arrived
aboard Duke with everything they need only meant that the Tank's had
probably patented it all. Of course they were created from Kelvin units
that the time limits had run out on the patents.
He picked up his phone. "Hob, did you intend for me to have a copy of
these?" he held up the plans.
"You gave me a copy of the Transport Locator and override programs, I
thought it only polite to share," answered Hob. "But do we tell them
about the four that are too far out of range to identify?"
"What? You've improved the program?"
Now they both grinned. "I'll send you a copy of the improvements. It
feels good to help those who look out for the rest of us doesn't it?"
"Yes it does my friend, yes it does."
++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++
After their arrival on Iridani the crews began settling into the
Transports even more. Sylvia made a point to meet as many of them as
possible, spending lots of time on each command deck, studying everything
that set each one apart from the next. All the while rubbing her left
wrist.
That her personal Guardians could Phase Jump was known, and everyone
thought she might be gathering images for them since they shared a mental
bond of sorts. They didn't know that she was storing them into her own
Phase Jumper. A phase jumper given to her personally by the ship Galaxia.
She could jump to any of the transports at will.
Still she was impatient as she waited for everything to be completed. She
sat back listening to the reports from Wolfs Bane and the others racing
out ahead of them.
+++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++
Krail stood next to the two Commanders studying Leopard's HUD. Both
Transports had long since stopped being mobile. It had been a long,
almost bloody fight after Krail had spotted the first one after it had
run dry on fuel, limping along with a missing Drive Roller. The solar
panels on top could operate the electronics. But they couldn't supply
enough power to operate the Transport itself. Further they'd both lost
their long range antennas and couldn't call for help.
Midnight Run's long range antennas had been lost shooting the portal on
Syracuse II when the Portal Beacon had hit them during a faulty
deployment. And then here on 'Lush', almost out of fuel they'd lost the
number five Drive Roller as it disintegrated as they exited the portal,
it had been all they could do to hold her straight and get her this far.
Then the Loki had arrived out of the surrounding jungle, his troops stood
ready to fight. But the Loki had never come within range. Instead they
left food and water. Which the crew had cautiously retrieved from the
wide open locations it had been left in.
It was ten months later that Leopard had arrived.
Leaking atmosphere, half her crew dead or dying, three Skecksies scout
ships chasing her, they'd jumped ahead to catch her as she dropped
through the portal.
It had been seeing Krail as his people charged in defending the newest
arrivals that stopped the Skecksies long enough for them to be destroyed.
Still it had taken another year before the three groups actually banded
together for survival.
The Loki had been left here at the beginning of the War, just a handful
of survivors after Cylon had begun destroying any who refused to follow
him. This group had had the help of Jena, the newly appointed First Ship
after her mother ship Galaxia had stepped down to wander the stars with
the reigning Regent.
+++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++
Commander Shore had been following the Ghost ship that was following the
Freeway.
Commander Trill had made a blind Phase Jump through an uncharted Portal
trying to escape the Skecksies. And while they couldn't use the freeway,
they could track those who did. It hadn't taken them long to plot
Leopards next portal. Still they had no idea why the Skecksies had
Pursued them this far.
+++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++
"Do you understand why it was making the noise?" asked Krail.
"Somehow, the beacons have connected," said Garr watching as Transports
began to appear on the HUD.
"We have to turn them off," said Krail. "Cylon will hear them and he will
come to kill us all."
"We cannot turn them off, they are on Automatic." Said Garr Shore.
"No, if he comes we will fight him together," said Trill.
"And if your People come, they will kill us for what Cylon has done,"
said Krail.
"Not if we stand together," added Garr. "You know that we will stand at
your side. You and yours have kept us alive, that makes us allies." He
looked to Trill and the rest of the Troops who had survived.
"We stand together, no matter what. No matter who shows up," said Noreen
Dillon, Midnight Run's Primary Driver. She extended her hand out level to
Bean, happy that the Loki took hold of her forearm. The two had saved
each other time and again as they hunted the large game together that
kept them all fed. All around more were stepping into the circle
together.
"Come what may, We All Stand Together," said Garr.
Krail and his people all had a Blue dot between their eyes, the few Loki
who had been found over the past centuries had all had Red dots. Krail's
people said it was a result of the killing madness.
"What do you mean by Killing Madness?" Garr had asked.
"When we are first hatched, the young fight to survive, it was the way of
our kind. When the Ancients found us and brought us to this level of
awareness, the only way they could stop it was to be sure that we were
separated, and fed. If we do not learn to kill, then the mark of Galaxia
never turns red," explained Malila, Krail's Mate. That is why we keep our
children separated until they are past the first year of constant hunger.
"The mark of Galaxia?"
"When the first Loki were gifted with our size and intelligence," Krail
touched his own forehead. "This is where the neural uplink was attached.
Now all Loki are born with it. But for those who went bad, the brain
cannot handle the pressure, it turns red as they grow more unstable, as
the pressure builds behind the spot. If we do not kill without reason, we
do not break the Truce of Life, and it remains blue to show that we are
beings of Peace and Harmony with those around us."
"So that explains why all the pictures we've ever seen of Loki they have
red heads," mumbled Trill.
"You have seen only those who have no control over their destructive
nature. But here we only seek peace and friendship, the way we were when
we first met the ancients."
+++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++
They sat watching as one group of Transports began growing closer.
Finally just after dawn they heard the Portal spinning up. Garr knew with
Transports they had a chance to talk first. Loki or Skecksies would just
attack and destroy everything and everyone. But if they were using the
portal it had to be a Transport.
+++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++
Astrid and Gypsy had paused on their way to investigate the Skecksies
ships who had attacked Leopard. What they discovered was that the Loki
had sent them to find anyone with knowledge of the ghost ship. Cylon,
wanted Galaxia at any cost. But now he was dead and the few Loki and
Skecksies left were in hiding.
The Skecksies had discovered the Builder terminal and tried to raid it
for their superior weapons. Weapons the builders refused to share with
anyone else knowing that they would not be used for the preservation of
life. It had cost them more dearly than the free universes had ever known
about. Most of those left had been destroyed in the Earta System.
Still there was the threat from the Delphi Raiders. The Delphi Raiders
had begun as Mercenaries, only they turned through contact with the
Skecksies into both Freeway and Space Bandits. The only thing keeping the
Delphi system from being cut off from the rest was the Phase Spider Hive,
and now the Delphi Queen's declaration six years before that any Delphi
citizen identified as a Raider or aiding the Raiders would themselves
become a fugitive from the Intergalactic Justice System. And the Delphi
System Police forces didn't care about courts once they found Raiders.
Queen Mole Krill had been hard pressed to keep her Police from just
shooting suspects on sight. But once she'd gotten the support of the IGP,
as well that of Tracker Command her Government had become more stable and
even the Raiders were becoming scarce in her system.
At fifteen Mole Krill was the youngest Queen in all the universes. Very
few knew her background other than she had seized the throne from Dread
Krill who had decided that there was nothing wrong with taking a nine
year old girl more for a bed warmer, than as an actual Queen.
Still two days after the wedding, the entire system was in shock when she
strode out of the royal bed chambers, a blood stained dagger in her right
hand, and Dread Krill's head dragging the floor from her left.
Stunned silence reigned as she ascended to the throne of power, then used
his head as a step stool before being seated. "King Dread and I had a
minor disagreement about the way to lead our people," she said. "I won
the argument."
No one knew that before leaving the bed chamber she had made a personal
call to someone she felt she could trust for support. As a result there
was no warning when the IGP and Chief Tracker's arrived in force to
support her, or when Brown Widows took defensive positions around the
Palace. They'd been too stunned by the fact a nine year old had just
seized the throne and sat back waiting to see who the next tyrant would
be to rise to power.
Now Sylvia Winterbourne sat herself reading messages taken off the hard
drives of the Delphi Raider that had been found destroyed by Leopard.
So a nine year old peasant girl seized the throne and declared the Delphi
Raiders as outlaws and outcasts. Grinning to herself she hoped to meet
this young girl one day. But why was it that her first call had been to a
Rixxian Chief Tracker?
She pulled up Chief Tracker Marsh's file only to discover that her mate
and second in command was a Delphinian named Mohr Cull. Now she grinned,
that nine year old Queen had been Mole Cull. She input a few simple
commands and smiled as the information was erased from the Tracker
Command Database.
"Commander Terrn," I will be in my personal Quarters aboard Star
Explorer," she said. Then she jumped to that location. Seeker was
currently in the lead.
Now in her personal Quarters. "Private Communication with Tracker Marsh
aboard Talon, Please," she requested.
++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++
Hovering just outside detection range, the Ghost ship watched everything
that was happening. She'd watched a group of the local Loki leaving
freely with the Rescue Transports.
Then sat and watched as the other convoy of Transports arrived on Lush.
Saw them greeted by the Loki, the exchange between the remaining elders
and Lucinda Regent.
It was all she could do to hold back, but there were still Phase Spiders
in the midst. She steeled her patience, content to watch and learn why
they were here.
The four transports set up a hasty square, then began scanning the area,
small groups visiting the Loki villages in the forest. The Transports
themselves scanning for the locations of the other lost Transports at the
Builders Terminal Worlds.
Reaching out so subtle, she felt it when Lucinda's mind relaxed finally
in sleep. It was nothing to walk the Regent's dreams, but it had been
nearly a thousand years since she'd done it. Not since the first Regent
had passed away.
+++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++
Lucinda felt the shift and opened her eyes slowly, unsure of what was
happening. She was in a command chair, reclined back in comfort.
Then she recognized the forward view screen, the banks of soft blinking
lights. The feel of the Arm Rest under her left hand was warm.
Moving her head she saw the scan plate, the little outline of a
handprint. Could this be a Spirit Dream? A foretelling?
In her dream she stretched out her arm, laying her hand flat, relaxed as
her fingers rested inside the outlines. Oh how she longed to feel the
sting of the needle in her palm. She could feel it in her dream as if it
were real, how she wanted to feed Galaxia. To tell her of what had
happened in the universes. To convince her to return.
Her arm felt numb, her head fuzzy as if she'd actually given blood to
feed the very first Ship. "We will talk soon child, you have given me
much to ponder," she heard the voice in her head that she hadn't heard in
two millennia.
"Regent, are you alright?" enquired Dropped as he and Climber entered her
personal Quarters.
She gasped awake, her right hand automatically reaching to sooth the
imagined puncture mark in her left. "I'm," she stopped as she turned on
the light then rolled to examine the tiny mark at the heel of her left
hand. The smeared drop of blood.
This couldn't be real? Could it? That was definitely the spot, the same
depth and diameter as she remembered from when she'd first been accepted
to be trained as the next Regent.
Shivers ran through her as she tried to remember the dream. "We will
talk soon child, you have given me much to ponder," those were the words
that now echoed in her head. "We will talk Soon Child."
"Climber, Dropped call the commanders together now," she ordered as she
started to get out of bed. Suddenly she was dizzy, and would have fainted
had it not been for Climber catching her.
"You are very pale, you need rest Regent," he said.
"I need juice, juice and Steak, maybe one of those blood patties you two
like so much," she was leaning on Climber now. "Please take us to the
Dining section."
+++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++
She wasn't happy that they had been interrupted in the Dream Scape, but
she realized that she had probably fed more than was healthy for Lucinda.
Still she felt a thousand times better than she had in centuries.
Now she watched as the little group came to life below her. Lights coming
on and people scampering about. She almost giggled to herself.
++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++
"What's happening?" requested the Transport Commanders as they stood in a
group in the middle of the transports.
"Wow, you don't get to see Meteors like that on settled worlds," said a
trooper on sky watch as he pointed to the Meteor streaking across the
night sky.
"Trooper I want a course track on that ship," called Lucinda. Turning to
the Loki Elders now she said, "I am sorry to cut things short but we need
to go now."
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