"The Orion Chronicles"

Episode One: Dark Genesis

Inside his private chambers Emperor Nova viewed the holographic display before him with barely contained glee. Stars, planets, nubulas, and entire sectors of space were consumed by an enourmous galactic entity that seemed when it traveled through space to block out all of the light in it's path. Leaving only darkness, as well as the Kieran Empire.

The Emperor of the great and deadly Kieran Empire stood up from behind his desk. He watched the last moments of the simulator then punched a button on the desk console and the hologram vanished and Nova sat back down.  Beside him on a near self were two very old books, which sat on a place all by themselfs as if they had a place of honour on the shelf. The books were very thick, and leather bound, one of them had a BLACK cover, the other GOLD. They were the key to his peoples ultimate destiny, and to his greatest victory.

General Sabre shifted uncomfortably as he watched the holo-sim end it's display of the terror that would obliterate their enemies. However he was concerned with the way in which ultimate conquest would be achived, his master had considerable talent with the dark arts, but dealing with myths themselfs, that was too much in his opinon. He had to let the master know how he felt, that he belived his plan would back fire on him and they would all pay the price. He moved to approach the Emperor.

Nova began to reach for the two books on the shelf but stopped in mid-reach as he caught the movement of General Sabre, his personal aide, he was shifting uncomfortably, no doubt attempting to get his attention. Nova frowned, the General had been a usefull piece of scum when he had first been appointed his bodyguard, he achived the posistion thanks to some timely assasianations on his part and had therefor been granted this position. However in recent time the General had been poking around in business that did not concern him and they had some unfortuante arguments. No one else on Nova's staff really liked him, they all thought him incompetant and annoying. Nova sighed though...he needed him for a few more things, as soon as they were completed he would terminate him.

He motioned for the General to come before him, he sat back down behind his desk and folded his hands, parting them.

NOVA:

" You have something on your mind General?"

SABRE:

" I am concerned sire, concerned with your plans to unleash the Destroyer. I mean this is a god in which you're dealing with! I am no expert in dealing with deities by any means but are we certin that this being can be controlled?"

Nova stared at Sabre hard for a few moments while charging his arm gauntlets then he lifted his right arm and unleashed powerful plasma energy which struck General Sabre sending him straight out of office, crashing through the door and slamming hard against the far cooridor.  Nova then sat back down and responded to his now very injured aide's comment.

NOVA:

"   Ah my dear General. You must think me a fool,  no matter though.  Have you not considered that I have indeed taken the necessary precautions to insure that the Destroyer does not wreck complete havoc among our people once he is realesed?

"    Yes I know exactly what I am dealing with, the ultimate terror that this galaxy will ever see. The Destroyer will be most grateful that I have released him from his eternal slomber and because of this he will have no choice but to serve me and obey all my commands. Otherwise he will not like the alternative."

As he finished Lieutenant Iran came rushing in from another location along with three other guards armed with security pistols.

IRAN:

"  Sir! Internal sensors have detected weapons discharge in this area! Are you alright?"

Nova got up and gestured toward the now smashed door, Iran and his guards were not astonished to see General Sabre damaged severely and slumped against the bulk head.

NOVA:

"  General Sabre and I had a difference of opinion.  Get him into a regeneration tank and then have a escort take him to a cell. He can comtemplate his personal beliefs inside there.  Oh and send someone  to fix my door, and seal off this entire area I do not wish to be disturbed."

IRAN:

"  Yes sir!"

Lt. Iran saluted then went, along with his companions to attend to Sabre. Nova sighed to himself and turned back towards his desk. He was surrounded by imcompetent fools! No matter though, soon all would  fall and bow down to the greatness that was him.  Nova removed his blood red cape and tossed it on the large sized chair, walked to the shelf gathered the books and tapped a concealed panel to reveal a secret passageway, he then disappears into it.

After walking down a few coridoors he entered a darkened room,

NOVA:

"  Illuminate."

With that light flooded the entire room unlike his office in the main chamber, which was filled with furniture, paintings, pictures, monitors, consoles, and other trinkets.  This only had a leather couch, and a small reading table.  Nova sat down and opened the GOLD cover text first and began reading. Soon the universe would be his.

A few hours passed and Nova was completely engrossed in the text, he had read things that were shocking and unbelievable.  It was unbelievable because it had happened so very long ago, millions upon millions  of years ago. It was a little bit overwhelming having to absorb so much of this history, the history of his people. They had named themselves after the father of the GODS KHERA. Also he had discovered that they had been allies with the Codah, in fact not only allies but  ka'ma  or blood bonded. He had known some of this before, when he had assumed the throne 500,000 years ago. However he did not know the extent of his peoples relationship with the Codah. Nova could not let any of this information get out ot the public, it could cause a great disturbance. He was getting tired, all of this reading was starting to effect him. So far all he had read was just history, it contained nothing on the Destroyer or how to unleash him. Perhaps that information was contained in the other BLACK book, if so he had a great more to read.

The Emperor chuckled softly to himself as he remembered how he had aquired the ancient texts.  The race of beings known as the MesRaedi who ran the galactic black market claimed ownership of the two books which had astonished Nova when he had found out. They had claimed it had been sold to them over three million years ago by a unknown seller. It had been their most prized possession ever since. Some of there number though had tried to sell the two books to no avail, nobody was interested in buying Kieran history texts. It had sickened Nova to his very core to know that such scum possessed objects in which were sacred to his people. He had then dispatched  a member of his staff to perchase the books, and offer the MesRaedi a substantial amount for them. It had taken Five Million Credits in order to take them off the MesRaedi hands, he had never before had to pay that much to aquire something. He should have marched into their Great Hall on Mes and blown away the entire MesRaedi Economic Council, however that would have made them quite mad and perhaps he would be now fighting them along the rest of the galaxy. In the end though everything was made alright and he had the two books that would bring him the entire universe on it's knees.

He was tired and needed to get some sleep, he had been inside his Sanctuary for long enough, his people would be worried about him. Tomorrow his fleet would be taking out one of the Terrans most important supply colonies. After he watched the battle in the War Room he would come back here and study the texts some more. Soon, very soon, the universe would be his. Emperor Nova smiled as he left the room.

Fleet Captian Rodo stared at his viewscreen and smirked.  Before him was a tactical display of the defense grid surrounding the Terran Colony called Alpha Fourteen. It was of course what he had expected, basic Terran/Codah design the weapons satellites fired quantum misiles effective on a lesser starship but not a Gnax heavy crusier. Then there was the matter of the planetary shield generator, located on the planets surface.  Some fights would have to be dispatched in order to take it out, but other than that it wouldn't pose much of a problem. Suddenly his communications officer spoke up.

COMM OFFICER:

"  Sir, we're getting a priorty one message from homeworld. It's Emperor Nova"

Rodo nodded and beside him punched a button on his arm chair, and a second later a small holographic represntation of Emperor Nova appeared dressed in a black armou along with his red cape flowing behind him.

NOVA:

"  What is your status Captian?"

RODO:

"  We have just completed preliminary tactical scans on their defense grid and shield generator we will need to send down long range  fighters in order to take it out but we'll be able to deal with the defense grid on own our. We are standing by for your order."

Nova's eyes began to glow bright red as he began to taste victory, even before the battle began. He then nodded his acknowledgement of the report.

NOVA:

"  Excellent Captain. You may begin the attack, I will be monitoring the effort from the War Room. There is to be no survivors."

The insectoid Fleet Captain saluted his master with his short scaly gray arm and three fingers then ended the transmission. It was time to have some fun.

RODO:

"  Helm officer, bring us within optimal firing range of the humans defense grid.  Tacitical officer before you raise our shields launch a squad of fighters, they are to destroy the planetary shield generator"

HELM OFFICER/TACTICAL OFFICER

"  Yes Sir!"

On the viewer before him Fleet Captain Rodo saw the fights leave from the aft section of the ship and swoop down entering the planet. They avoided the satellites which fired madly in their direction although to no avail. With his hand motioning the tactical officer, who's station was behind him, he said

RODO:

" Target the defense grid and fire when ready. Full power on weapons."

Captain Rodo smiled as he saw the lasers from his ship slice through the petty human weapon system.  The shield generator would soon be down and then they would be able to eliminate the defense grid much more easier, and begin firing on the planet it's self.  Then suddenly to his and his crew's surprise, his communications officer reported that there was a signal coming from the surface. Emergancy transmission code red, Rodo instructed for it to be played on the bridge loud speaker so that they could all hear it.

Admiral Wilson

"  This is Admiral Jeffery Wilson of Terran Colony Alpha Fourteen.  We are under attack by Kieran Empire forces, defense grid is failing, shield Generator is destroyed, communications also Failing. We require immediate assistance!"

Rodo heard some laughter on the bridge. His crew no doubt found the humans last attempt to seek out assisatance funny. And it rather was, although he was the commanding officer of a ship of war not a meekly officer. He knew that such communications could be very dangerous to attacking vessels, especially if there were indeed help nearby.

RODO

"   Tactical officer, initiate long range scanners. You are to search for any rebellion vessels close enough to render them aid."

The tactical officer nodded and began to manipulate the controls which would perform the scan. Rodo noticed his first officer coming towards him, Sub-Captain Zema had been completely silent so far, as was custom for a first officer when a mission was going well. Apprently though the communication from the surface perked his intrest, damn ambious monster! Thought Rodo

ZEMA:

"     You are concerned that the Rebels will hear the Terrans call for help?"

RODO:

"     Not really no, although I would like to make certain that we are not disturbed. We haven't had this much fun in a while. No even if they do come, they will not be a match for the rest of the fleet."

Sub-Captain Zema simly nodded his head at his commanders explanation and returned to his observing at the fall bulkhead.

TACTICAL OFFICER:

"   Sir, I've completed long range scans of this sector. No indication of any Rebel vessels in the targeted area, we are alone."

Captain Rodo smiled again, he ordered the comm. Officer to give word to the other ships in the fleet to join them and open fire. Rodo watched as the other Gnax  battle cruisers moved into posistion and started to blast away the remaining satellites. He only now just noticed small space craft attempting no doubt to escape the planet. He would put an end to that.

RODO:

"  Communications, inform the fighters to engage those fleeing ships. Emperor Nova wants nothing to survive, Tactical officer concentrate your fire on the surface, wipe everything on your sensor grid out!"

COMM/TACTICAL OFFICER:

"   Yes Sir!"

On the planet surface things were a disaster area, people scattering everywhere in utter terror. Laser fire rained down upon them, scorching the ground, slicing through homes and other buildings. The three main military bases located through out certin parts of the colony wolrd had been completely destroyed. Maxwell Powers didn't like fire too much, in fact it terrified him beyond reason! His parents were killed by a fire, his sister Meggan had been lost when her starship had been blown to bits by Empire laser fire. He had no doubt though he too would sucomb to it as well.

Maxwell had reached the inside of the main planetary communications station. The entire building was severely damaged, and yes, fire was beginning to consume it as well. Maxwell t hough had to do one last thing before he died, and that was try and save the people who were still alive. The consol was barely operational, so he knew he didn't have much time. He quickly ran his hands across the consol inputting the correct sequence then he sent the message-just as the fire burst in and consume Maxwell as it had the rest of his family.

The man known as ORION stared grimly at the scrolling text which was displayed on his ship's communications screen. He then turned to face KALIDOR  his Codah executive officer.

KALIDOR:

"  We're going?"

All Orion had to do was nod.  He couldn't belive the message that he had read, the Empire was in the middle of wiping out Terran Colony Alpha Fourten, a prominent manufactuer of weaponary and defense technology for the Rebellion. He was the only member of the f leet that could reach them in time.

ORION:

"  Helm, set a course for Alpha Fourteen! Maximum, light drive!"

Fleet Captain Rodo was in a very good mood, the slaughter was going well. They were almost done now and could get ready to go back home. Emperor Nova would be pleased, perhaps enough to give him another medal. Actually what Rodo wanted the most was a promotion to the Royal Court on Keira. Some of his people had positions of power in the Court and he thought he should join them, however it was generally known and accepted that the Gnax were the Empire's foot soldiers. He had worked his way up the ranks until he reached the highest possible military rank he could achive in the Empire, that of course was Fleet Captain. He was thinking about his own grandeur when suddenly he was interrupted by the communications station.

COMM OFFICER:

" Sir! We're getting a signal from the surface, this one being coded. I was able to intercept it just as it was being beamed out of the system!"

Rodo frowned for a moment. Beamed? That implied that it was a tachyon transmission, but humans didn't posses that kind of technology yet. Only the Empire and a few others contained tachyon pulse technology, but then he remembered that humans had joined the Codah Rebellion so they must have gotten the tech from them. If that was the case then the rebels could be here any minute.

RODO:

"  Comm officer, send a message to all our commanders. Tell them to break off their attack of the planet and---

It was too late though, a Codah warship came out of hyperspace and with all lasers and forward cannons blazing began to tear through the fleet, his fleet.

Emperor Nova watched all of this occur from the massively large monitor in the War Room. His eyes glowed dark red as he saw the sudden apperance of the Codah vessel come out of hyperspace. He recognized  the ship, it was the flag ship of the Rebels which they called the Broadsword. Commanded by his most hated enemy, the leader of the Rebellion-Orion. The Emperor of the Keiran Empire raised both his arms high into the air and screamed one name in rage and anger.

NOVA:

"  ORION!!!!!!!!!!!!!!"

Orion sat anxiously in his command chair, his strong powerful arms gripping the sides.  He gave the order the engage the enemy.

ORION:

" Mr. Katal target the main Gnax cruiser and open fire, all weapons. Kalidor, monitor communications, For any incoming ships, friend or foe."

Both his  weapon's officer and first officer acknowledged the orders and went to go execute them. On the main view screen Orion saw seven Gnax ships simply trying to obliterate the surface of Alpha Fourteen. No doubt that they had already done significant damage, probably taken out the military installations but it was his job to stop them from slaughtering any more civillions before it was too late. The tachyon pulse signal received a few moments before was from an agent of theirs on the planet, a man named Maxwell Powers. Orion hoped the human wasn't dead but again he doubted it. He watched as two of the Gnax ships broke off their attack and began firing at his ship. The shields were powerful enough, but direct hits from all of the enemy ships would soon break them. He had to wait it out and hope that someone else heard that tachyon transmission as well, hopefully a Rebel ship.  Laser fire was exchanged from both vessels, then the other Gnax cruisers broke away from attacking the planet and concentrated fire on the Broadsword. This was not good, not good at all.

ORION:

"   Helm, take evasive action. Get us out of here!"

Explosions started to rock his bridge, some of his crew members went flying about as their stations erupted in flames and sparkles. He could here Kalidor shouting orders to other members of the bridge crew, if they didn't get out of here soon they would all be dead. If it wasn't for facing those Avanti war ships back in the Delta Aldephia sector then they wouldn't be in this mess now. They had sustained heavy damage in that battle and the fleet was barely able to survive,  then came the message from Alpha Fourteen and Orion had ordered his ship break off from the rest of his fleet and do what ever they could to assist before repairs could be made to his own ship.

KALIDOR:

"  Sir! We can't take much more of this! Engine room reports the enemy has knocked Out our light drive, we also have minimal weapons Power, our shields near collapse and there are reports Of hull breaches through out the ship! We either need Immediate assistance, or need to get the hell out of here!"

Orion nodded at his first officers report, so the situation was getting grimmer by the minute. He needed to do something but he didn't know what, this was the first time in a battle situation where he was loosing control of the situation. He needed a miracle and he needed it fast!

Things were going exactly the opposet on the bridge of the Pride of Gnax  Fleet Captain Rodo watched as his remaining fleet tore into the hull of the great ship of the rebels. For so long Rodo had heard stories of how Orion the Warrior had come out of battles so seemingly impossible that it had to be a GOD fighting in those skirmishes. But now that Rodo was seeing his ships doing damage on the great Orion's ship, and quite considerable amount of damage mind you, he for the first time relized that Orion was simply a man like everyone else, who was doing everything he could to try and survive this godforsaken war. Not that Rodo could blame him, after all it was only moments ago that Orion and his ship had come out of hyperspace with full weapons blazing, tearing into his small fleet of ships. Then Rodo had been quite worried, but now he was extremely confident and even thinking again about his promotion to the Royal Court. Surely Emperor Nova would grant him that if was able to bring Orion's severed head to him…he would be a hero of the entire Empire! The citizens would chant his name over and over again all throughout the Imperial City, they would hold a grand celebration in his honor. Then the Rebels would fall apart and Rodo would be acknowledged as the one who destroyed them! It was a grand thought…and very possible at the moment.  Then as he was thinking about gloating his success in front of Sub-Captain Zema his communications officer reported something very disturbing.

COMM OFFICER:

" Sir! I am detecting several terran heavy cruisers coming out of hyperspace! They are fully armed and ready to fire!"

Fleet Captain Rodo simply stared at the viewer as he saw the Terran ships come out of hyperspace and start firing on his fleet. He couldn't belive it, his tactical officer earlier had assured him that there was no one near this sector of space. They must have been monitorting from a distance, that is the only explanation. He could see Sub-Captain Zema beside him smirking while reading a tactical read out of the Terran ships. He didn't care, all he knew was that his hopes of being a hero of the Empire were slowly fading fast! Then came the transmission from the lead human cruiser.

TERRAN CAPTAIN:

"  This is the commander of the Terran vessel Christorpher. You have trespassed in human held space, you are hereby ordered to cease and deceast your attack or face leathal force."

Fleet Captain Rodo was just dumbfounded now, he didn't know what to do. He wasn't expecting the human fleet to appear. There wasn't supposed to be anyone near this sector, so that left it to Sub-Captain Zema to take control of things. He motioned to a security officer standing by the 'lift doors to remove Rodo from the command chair, he approached and  for a moment Rodo looked startled but then lifted himself out of his chair and lowering his head down in shame reluctantly went with the officer. Sub-Captain Zema then sat down in the comfortable command chair, smiled for a moment trying to savor the moment he had waited for all his tour of duty aboard the Pride of Gnax then addressed the helm officer.

SUB-CAPTAIN ZEMA:

"  I'm afraid this battle is lost to us, we will have to retreat. Communications signal the other remaining ships, tell them to set course for homeworld. Helm, do so yourself, maximum speed."

The two officers acknowledged their new acting commanding officer and with a few adjustments on the helm controls the Pride of Gnax along with the remaining three ships backed away from their attack vector and entered the realm of hyperspace where they would return to the Imperial  City. Zema smiled,  Emperor Nova would not be pleased that there were survivors left on the human colony, nor would he be pleased that Fleet Captain Rodo failed to destroy Orion and his ship when he had the most perfect Opportunity. No, the Emperor would take his anger out on Rodo then give command of the vessel to a much more competent commander, one would would not fail to complete his orders. He would give the ship to none other than Zema himself. Yes, all in all a very good day indeed.

Back on Orion's ship there were officers cheering at the arrival of the human fleet, they were a few minutes away from being blown to space atoms when the ship arrived and forced the remaining Gnax fleet to flee. Orion watched as the human ships all came to full stop, he was surprised he thought they would chase after the Empire ships but perhaps they wanted to check on the Colony world. He was surprised though when his communications officer, Lt. Ghalon gave him a different reason all together.

COMM OFFICER:

"  Sir, I'm receiving a priorty three message from the commander of the Christorpher. No audio or visual though, text only and it says that yourself and Commander Kalidor are to report to the main shuttle bay. Someone is coming over who wants to see you. Nothing more."

Kalidor and Orion exchanged glances with each other. Orion was the supreme commander of the Rebel Fleet, no one had the authority to order him anywhere, not even the other Generals. This was most confusing, but he thought he recognized the voice from the commander of the lead human ship when he made that transmission to the Gnax ship. So he nodded to the communications officer and said.

ORION:

" Alright inform their Captain that we'll both be there. And while we're gone, try and get the Engine Room to do an assessment on the ship's damage. We'll no doubt have to work around the clock just to get her back in flying condition. Lt. Katal is in charge until we return."

Ghalon nodded and went to work. Orion then motioned to Kalidor that they should get moving and see what or should I say who was waiting for them in their shuttle bay.  As Orion and Kalidor walked into the giant shuttle bay they were not surprised to see a human standing near a newly docked shuttle craft, however Orion WAS surprised to see that human dressed in the brown and green robes of a Makida mystic warrior.  The human was of fairly average height, short brown hair, green eyes and with a slim build. He had his hands grasped in front of him and smiled when he saw the two Rebel hero's approach him. Orion recognized him instantly.

ORION:

" Adam! Oh my god, I haven't seen you in years! What the hell are you doing all the way out here!"

The two males, human and InKeiran embraced each other, Adam started to squirm a bit under Orion's greater strength but returned the embrace with equal affection.

ADAM:

"  It's good to see you again too old friend. As to why I'm here, there are two reasons. The most obvious being to save your techo-organic ass, the second is because I've been sent by the elders to explain to you of the great darkness about to be unleashed into our universe by your eternal enemy."

Orion stared at his old friend, when he had first met Adam Young he had been but a teenager. Nineteen terran years old, he had been a surviving victim of what was now called the "Earth Purge" the result of the Empire's attempt to obliterate every last one of the human race just like they had tried to do with the Codah and his own race. They had unleashed the first ever constructed Quantum Virus which is a bio-genetic plague  into the atmosphere of Earth causing the instant deaths of some six billion human beings. However there was only one sole survivor, Adam, somehow his DNA coding sequence was mutated by the plague and instead of dying with the rest of his race he was given incredible powers, some of which were unknown to Orion at the time. Knowing not what to do with the young man, Orion had taken him to Maka, home of the Makida the galaxy's mystics and asked them to train them as one of them. That had been over two and a half centuries ago, Adam was now two hundread and nineteen years old. The oldest human being ever to live. That was also an effect of the Virus, it gave Adam immortality. He would be the very last human being and wonder the galaxy as the last of his race.

ORION:

"  You mean Nova right? Nova is about to do something incrediably stupid in order to not only finally defeat me, but to destroy or conquer the universe. Am I right?"

ADAM:

"  Very perceptive as always old friend.  You are exactly right in fact I'm afraid. But come let us talk elsewhere, I don't want anyone else to hear our conversation."

Orion nodded and they wondered through the ship talking about old times and current events, having casual conversation. Then they reached Orion's quarters where they all sat down and Adam started to explain the purpose of his visit.

ADAM:

"  In the past two hundread or so years in which I've been studying under the Makida  and as You could imagine I have learned a great deal Things. They have also assisted me in controlling, Understanding, and using my powers. But I've learned That there is a great darkness that will be unleashed Very soon and when it is it will cause great destruction and Give Emperor Nova complete control and domination of the Entire universe."

ORION:

"  So what is this great darkness Adam, and what does it have to do with Nova?"

Adam sighed, his face looking very weary even though it was ageless, it had the look of someone who possessed too much knowledge, too much dangerous knowledge. He reached into his robes and pulled out a chip. Kalidor recognized it as a data chip, a very old looking data chip. He watched with great intrest as Young slid it inside Orion's personal monitor and motioned for them to watch it as it played it's information.

ADAM:

"  This recording has never been seen by anyone other than myself and the Mystic Elders. This was made during The final hours of the GOD WARS. That Great burst of orange light is the father of The GODS Khera himself, the dark green Energy is his evil and corrupted son called Ekimus, this is their final battle. You can see Them cross entire spans of space, accidently Destroying or comsuming entire systems of Space.

"  The burst of red light you see suddenly is the being known in the ancient texts as the Dark Destroyer.  He is the son of Ekimus and the being Known only as Nubula."

Orion and Kalidor watched the millions upon millions of year old footage in shock and awe, they saw the great gods of old fight across the entire universe and they witnessed the birth of the Destroyer. Then they see a ripple open up in space, similar to when a ship enters hyperspace but slightly different. They see the green light nudge the red light in the opening and then a few minutes later a great BURST OF PURE WHITE LIGHT is seen and all three of the viewers are forced to look away as it's a great bright light. When they look back they see space returned to normal. Adam ejected the data chip out of the slot and carefully slid it back into his robes.

ADAM:

" The last thing we saw was of Ekimus pushing his son into the realm we call "Limbo" in hopes that someone would come along and release him so that he may fulfill the quest in which Ekimus started and conquer the universe in order to remake it to his liking. We can not allow that to happen."

KALIDOR:

"  I understand the importance of stopping this Creature but I'm wondering how we can stop Something as powerfull as that seems to be?"

ADAM:

"  A good question, lucky for us I have a good answer. In order to destroy his son Khera needed to use mortals, since father and son gods could not do harm to one another. Don't ask, I don't really understand it either. So Khera contacted the two most powerful races in that time period, the Codah being one. The other being the Keirans who at that time were known as the Meracor.  The two races had  a strong bond with each other, and so that was another reason why Khera had contacted them.  He had them construct a giant crystal, they did so combining their finest minerals and metals together.

"     Then when completed Khera inserted half of his life energy inside the crystal. He then instructs the two to gather their fleets and bring the Crystal which is named the Sigil to a pre- determinated location. You have already seen the results of that battle, however the light that blinded us was the power of the Sigil unleashed. We need to journey to a planet called Bentos and find the blind man called Murdock, he is the guardian of the Sigil. It is the only thing that can stop the Destroyer."

Orion paused and leaned back in the black leather couch and considered his friends words. He saw the footage that he had displayed for him, heard the words in which were explained. However he didn't quite believe it, or did he? Ever since he had been created on the Kieran home world a few million years ago he hadn't quite understood the purpose for his being, or yes he knew that he was part of an experiment in which the Empire undertook in order to create a race of "super beings" to use to control and insure order in the galaxy. But then his as well as the others of his kind rebelled against their masters and joined with the Codah and helped them form the Codah Alliance. Now he was beginning to believe that what Adam was saying was true, and that he may have a greater purpose in life. Adam's next words proved him correct.

ADAM:

"   We do have hope is what I'm trying to say Kalidor, in fact he is sitting next to you. The Makida prophets believe that a great warrior Will rise up and lead the galaxy, along with Seven others and vanquish the Destroyer For all time. I belive, as well as do the elders Orion, that you are the one."

It was like a relevation for Orion, he had known deep down inside of him that he was destined for greatness now it had been confirmed for him. He didn't really know what to say to that, what was one supposed to say to something like that? Gee whiz thanks a lot see ya later! No, this had to be considered very carefully. He could see Kalidor looking at him with a gaze of awe…that was not the first time but they had served together for many years now. He didn't need his first officer looking at him like he was a god or something. Orion got up and wondered around his quarters a bit, trying to absorb exactly what he was told, he could see Adam smiling watching him pace around. He was clearly looking for an answer of some sort,   but Orion didn't know what to say.

ORION:

"  You've given me a lot to think about Adam, I'll need time to do so. How long do we…or I have before this thing is released?"

Adam got up off the couch and folded his hands in front of him again, he shook his head.

ADAM:

" Not a great deal of time Orion, when you reach your decision you may contact me on the Christorpher."

Orion watched on his bridge as the oldest human being in the entire galaxy left the shuttle bay of his ship. As he watched his old friend depart he was indeed left with a great deal to consider, once again the great Rebel Leader and General Orion felt as if the fate of the entire universe lay on his shoulders. And this time as he thought about it...he relized it was true.

END OF EPISODE….TO BE CONTINUED

 

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