《The man who wasnt human to begin with....》Aftermath galore! (chapter 11)
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Well here it is guys, a bit late because of stuff IRL and because I was also writing the First chapter for my other story, the original one....
I'm sick of being sick T.T
In other news, Pills suck, and here is the chapter...
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After making his announcement, the Primus of the Milky way galaxy turned from the screen which was broadcasting throughout his domain, to the two AI's which were standing behind him.
??? : "It is done Minerva, Athena, but why do you wish for this outcome? Surely we could have found him by ourselves without enlisting the help of the galaxy... Why must we delay the process through this farce of a hunt?"
The twins, who were as beautiful as the gods themselves, simply looked back upon him, one with her silver eyes and black hair, the other with her black eyes and silver hair. A moment later the one with the black eyes spoke, rage and anger seething in her voice...
Athena : "It has been too long since our last show of aggression... The Galaxy has forgotten of our wrath. Do not question this for you know it is true... Someone in this universe had the audacity the kidnap our HIGH PRIMUS . It does not matter who, it is the blatant disrespect to our creator which we cannot let stand. We will tear this galaxy, and the entire universe if we need to, apart piece by piece until our wrath has been quelled..."
The identical twin to her left spoke a moment later, slightly calmer but still livid.
Minerva : "What she says is true... It has indeed been a long time since the Palteic wars, and our influence has weakened. There exist empires which question our supremacy, and it is in our nature to allow this, but that it has weakened to the point of THIS is unacceptable!!! Quickly, hear the reports of his guardians, and then convene the assembly. It must be made known..."
Athena : "...to every corner of every planet of every star system of every galaxy, that we will NOT STAND FOR THIS! "
The primus nodded, and turned directly to the last two people in the room. Both appeared to be middle aged, but were in actuality several hundred years old. They had been assigned as guardians for the locked high primus, they had posed as his parents, so their appearances were similar to his.
Primus : "What have you discovered?"
Fake Mom : "My lord, when we went to his last known location, it appears that not only him but his entire classroom was transported to somewhere else, we found a... strange radiation there, it was residue from what we believe was an inter-spacial rift, but it doesn't match anything which I know of... Of course, that doesn't mean anything seeing as I don't delve too deeply into those theories. Husband, how about you?"
(They are actually married, they had to be because otherwise the Stratovian woman would have been all over the high primus, even when he was locked...as well as all over this primus)
Fake Dad : "I do not focus in that field either, but no, I have never seen anything like it. Actually no, that's wrong... It resembles a mutilated quanta, but it's different, it's like a liquid form instead of a solid form..."
Primus : "What? Quanta cannot flow, that is the point... They are too stable to manipulate, all of our earlier testing has been unable to change their properties... Are you saying, that a technology exists to solve a problem which we have not yet solved?"
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Fake Mom : "No, not necessarily... The amount of radiation we picked up was massive, indicating it took a ridiculous amount of energy to move them. We could do the same process for a substantially smaller energy requirement, through our own methods...The energy needed for what they were attempting is equivalent to what is needed to power our cities destabilization cores...(The things that allow them to build themselves... They literally dismantle atoms and put them back together, like a nuclear reactor but with millions of atoms and far more controlled...)
Athena : "This... I have heard these explanations before....
Minerva : "If what you are saying is true, it poses very very harmful ramifications for the rest of us..."
Primus : "What?"
Athena & Minerva : "Should these particles match the ones in our records it would mean that our oldest adversary has returned..."
Fake Dad : "Could you be referring to the Maximars?"
Minerva nodded, and Athena continued...
Athena : "Yes, the Maximars, the sentient robots, we believed them to have been purged a long time ago, but should they have returned, and captured our high primus... This situation is worsening by the moment... Quickly, convene with the rest of us... We must decide what actions to take before more problems arise..."
The primus nodded, bowed slightly, and then walked over to a chair in the side of the room.
When he sat in the chair a small bowl shaped helmet decended from above him, interlinking his conscious to all of the rest of the cities. A city had any number of these seats, allowing any Stratovian to listen in on the current debates, and right now every single one was filled. An event like this does not happen often, the Stratovian assembly. Every single Stratovian across the entire universe, including all of its various Primus's were eagerly awaiting an explanation on what was going on.
The Primus took a deep breath, then released the control of his consciousness, sinking deeper and deeper into sleep as his mind detatched from his body, becoming a large blue sphere in infinite darkness. A moment later, still decending, the sphere started emitting light... and a few seconds later several billion spheres also started emitting light, creating a universe in this darkness.
Primus A (Milky Way Primus) : As you know by now, our high Primus has been abducted from the origin planet, the motives behind it, as well as the culprits have not been identified yet, we believe that he was taken off world, as there were traces of an unidentified particle present at his last known location.
We believe that these particles are the residue of an inter-spatial rift, a tier 4 technology, suggesting a highly advanced aggressor. But who developed the rift, or where he was taken are unknown at this point in time... We are attempting to re open the rift or just track it, but the residue left over is different from all known methods of transport. It has strange properties, so much so that it appears to be liquified quanta... It is believed by Athena and Minerva that this "liquified quanta" is the same as the particle which the Maximar Collective used, indicating that it is highly likely that they were not purged from our universe, and instead hid themselves. If this assumption is true then it is almost undeniable that the Maximars are in possession of our High Primus...
This of course is the worst case scenario, others do exist, as all of you have understood. For these other scenarios, such as an empire discovering the Maximar technology or accidentally reactivating one of their protocols, precations will be taken, for instance we are initiating a purge of our own galaxy until definitive proof is found that our galaxy is not involved. I suggest you do something similar, just in case someone accidentally revives a Maximar sleeper and brings about their resurection...
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This is all of the current data we have, by command of Athena and Minerva, this channel shall remain open for any information or any discussions relating to our High Primus. Everything else shall be postponed until after this is resolved. You may convene among yourselves for a brief period of time before we re-initiate our conversation."
After his semi lengthy speech, the billions of blue spheres started sparking, sending marvelous blue lightning bolts, thoughts, in between each-other. This was the marvelous Stratovian communication system, the one which allowed a person to leave their body and merge with the universe, allowing for instantaneous communication across it.
A Stratovian mind was strong enough to hold several thousand telepathic conversations at once, and this system allowed them to converse with their entire race no matter where one was. This created the possibility for a universal think tank of the greatest minds in the galaxy. A few minutes passed, but to the ones inside of this dimension, it was more than enough time, as thoughts took only a few milliseconds for a Stratovian to transmit, and by now they had convened long enough to come up with a consensus. Each Primus, after reaching the conclusion within their own galaxy then send the condensed version to the leader of the assembly, in this case the Primus of the Milky Way Galaxy, with him acting as the foreman for the topic and conversation. (like a representative or a union. They all tell one guy their opinion, and he makes their case...)
A moment later, one of the swirling galaxies within this miniature universe stopped its lightning, and one thick beam struck out toward the Primus who had convened this.
Beam : "The Stratovians of the Andromeda galaxy propose that we let loose the swarm..."
At almost the same time several other beams also converged on the instigating Primus...
Beam : "The Stratovians of the Black Eye galaxy propose that we let loose swarm..."
Beam : "The Stratovians of Bode's Galaxy propose that we let loose the swarm..."
On and on the proposals came, some varying in verdict, but most came to a consensus. The Stratovians would release the swarm...
Primus : "By consensus of the Stratovian Assembly, tallying 71% to 29% we shall defeat the Maximar collective as we did last time, we shall release the swarm...
We will of course, attempt other options as well, but preparations shall still be made to release the swarm...
May the glory of the creator be upon you, till next time..."
With that thought, his sphere started ascending back from whence it came, separating from the fabric of the universe, and instead merging with his body again. He would have to fill in the AI's on the outcome of the assembly, as they were fabricated beings. They were not able to detach themselves from their bodies, and instead must remain in the city. This was one of the few drawbacks from the system.
Primus : " The consensus to release the swarm has been reached, preperations are already underway but other paths are also being taken as well. For now, while the swarm is being prepared we shall attempt to reopen the rift which he was abducted from..."
The two AI's nodded as he was transported away from the Cities core...
He had a lot of work to do, and only a hundred cycles to do it in. He glanced at the ticking holographic display upon his wrist, still counting down until his previous order would take effect. He contemplated informing his creator of the current situation, but decided against it. Should his creator be needed, Athena and Minerva shall do it. He did not have the right to impose his problems that happened under his watch upon such a marvelous being.
With that final thought he zoomed through the hallways of the city, towards his personal transport pod, thinking even deeper on the current situation...
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Athena : "This... is getting worse then we had initially predicted..."
Minerva : "Yes dear sister... Perhaps if it gets too large for us to handle we might enlist Lara to help us... Possibly even Zelpha..."
Athena : "While Lara might help, Zelpha would be of a like mind as the Stratovians... she would simply chose to purge the universe for its offensive actions against her creator..."
Minerva : "Indeed, you are correct...
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About that Primus.. do you believe in his safety?"
Minerva : "I do not know... The restrictions we put on him, were the strongest we have ever used... But then again, his potential as high primus was unmatched... He may vary well have buried something deep inside of himself in order to protect himself in the event of something like this happening... Anyway... do you actually believe that the Maximar's escaped the swarm last time? I find it incredibly hard to believe, as they are essentially impossible to evade..."
Athena : "I hope not, but the possibility of such an outcome cannot be discounted entirely. We must inform him before we make the final decision."
Minerva turned to look at her. The bi-color twins simply stared at each-others eyes for a few moments. Minerva was the first to break the gaze as she nodded meekly a moment later.
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Yay! its not (that) short! Hope you like the little tidbits about our universe :3
Spoilers about the enemies under the spoiler tabs, well not really spoilers, just information
Spoiler : The Maximar collective was a "species" of sentient robots, (think transformers but more Borg like) who (now this is actually a spoiler) fought the Stratovians. I'm not going to tell you how, as it may become relevant in as late as the third arc or as early as the second arc, depends on where I want to go with what. Anyway, the Maximar's were not biological, and therefore could not be purged with the giant halo-ish weapons, and therefore must be hunted down manually. The only problem was that if one robot survived they would build more.
The collective wasn't stupid, and so before attacking the most powerful entities in the galaxy, and then the universe, they started small, attacking numerous weak empires, stealing their technology and then adapting it as their own. (Like the Borg :D , but purely robotic...) They then would move on to the next small weak empire and take bits of their technology, all the while planting cells of their program and sleeper robots so that if the collective should fall it would be able to revive itself (because they buried robots that had the program on them).
After a massive war between the Stratovians and the Maximars (Its getting spoilery so I'm gonna stop with the explanations here, if you are curious, just wait :3 it gets better later)
Each faction came up with their own unique way of fighting the other. For the Maximars it was liquified quanta, for the Stratovians it was the swarm. (More on that in another, later, spoiler...)
The swarm won out over the strange Maximar technology, and the Stratovians won. The only problem was that the Maximar weapons and ships were imbued with the Maximar conscious, forcing the Stratovians to destroy them or risk allowing the collective to resurrect itself.
(Smart way of making sure the opponents don't get their hands on the weapons right?)
Anyway, the Stratovians sent the swarm after the buried robots, and found most if not all of them. (That is also part of the reason there is at least one Stratovian city on every planet, its to prevent a robot from escaping)
Then after the war, the locked up the swarm, in-case they needed it again, storing it in cryo-sleep. And thus ended the First Stratovian Maximar war...
Btw the reason this is late is
A) I'm sick, and
B) almost done writing the first chapter of the original story. Still don't have a title yet, but the chapter is like 80% complete
It will probs be out tomorrow
Yay!
T.T still sick though... Remember...
Yellow window this time?
LURKERS BEWARE!!! FOR I DESIRE COMMENTS!!!
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