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A Dream Given Form: A Babylon 5 Self Insert
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Chapter 50: Z'Ha'Dum
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Stephen ends his walkabout and has his spiritual awakening. He recovers from his ordeal in Medlab. Garbaldi and Sheridan make preparations. Londo decides to deal with G'Kar once and for all as well as Lord Reefa. I make a visit to Delenn who is surprised to see me.
"I told John about Anna, Delenn."
The look she gives me makes me cringe.
"Why would you do such a thing?"
"Two reasons. The first is because he asked me to, and secondly to spare you the pain and shock when she comes onboard soon."
Delenn looks confused.
"The Shadows send Anna here to collect John to bring him to Za'Ha'Dum. Damn. I Shouldn't be telling you this but you need to know now."
"Know what?"
"When John goes to Za'Ha'Dum...he dies." I say plainly
That's twice now that I've hurt Delenn. She reels with the information
"I warned him." She whispers to me
"I know, but this always was meant to happen. Kosh warned Sheridan that if he exposed himself to everyone, he would not be there to help him at Za'Ha'Dum. He was always going to go Delenn, and Anna was their ace in the hole to get him there. But what you didn't have in the show---was me. The ultimate insider. I'm telling you this now to spare you pain. You see Delenn...while John goes to Za'Ha'Dum and dies...he also returns." I let that linger
"How long?" she finally asks
"About three weeks...give or take a day or two."
"Three weeks..."
"How does he return to life?" she asks
"I can't tell you that." I say not sure why I can't reveal about Lorien
"Susan must be told as well."
"I will leave it to you to do that. I have told you first because---"
"Because of John and I's relationship." she blushes...it's so cute.
"Yes."
"Thank you."
"Don't tell him you know this though. When Anna arrives in a few days time, we need to sell everything real. If she has even one iota that something is off---"
"I understand. Thank you Adam." and I bow to her
Later on I greet Lyta who has returned to the station. With everything going on right now I almost forgot. We meet up for drinks at the Zocalo.
"Hi." I say
"Hey yourself. You've changed since I was last on board. The uniform looks good." she greets
"A great many things have changed since we last saw each other. Are you all right?" I ask
"That's a difficult question to answer frankly. You know what I went through. Why I'm back here now, so yes and no I think is the response I would give."
"Lyta...I"
"It's okay. What was said between us before I left...was for that moment. Don't ruin it."
I just nod. ISN is on with a breaking report.
"Sheridan to Young."
"Young here sir."
"Are you watching..."
"I am sir." I tap the link again
"ISN sources are learning that the Resistance forces occupying Promixa III under the command of General William Hague have declared themselves an Government-In-Exile in direct response to actions taken by Earth Alliance President William Morgan Clark. Hague and his fleet have been illegally occupying Promixa for the last several months with little push back from the rightful government here on Earth. General Hague has been declared President of this Government-In-Exile---" The report goes on with profiles on Clark, Hauge, and the Senate in Exile.
I tap the link
"Young to Sheridan."
"Well...we're in the thick of it now. I didn't think he would do this." Sheridan replies
"Desperate times sir. This though gives Clark even more to think about. The rogue members of the Senate will flock to Promixa if they can and set up shop. I don't exactly have a problem with this."
"Have you spoken with Lianna about this?"
"Not since last session when she first brought this up with us. I didn't think they'd move so fast."
"Great. We'll have to monitor this." Sheridan replies
"Aye sir."
"Lianna?" Lyta asks
"Major Lianna Kemmer, we are both liaisons between our respective groups."
"Amongst other things..." Lyta smiles
"Lyta I.."
"You don't have to explain anything to me Adam. You bleed your emotions on strong topics...the way you said her name tipped you off." she says cupping her coffee
"Yeah..."
"Don't be embarrassed. I'm happy for you."
We talk some more and then part ways for now. I head to my quarters to get some well needed sleep.
December 21st. Anna Sheridan arrives on Babylon 5 appearing in front of Delenn while she and John are undergoing the Minbari sleeping ritual where the partners watch each other sleep. Stephen conducts his scan on Anna confirming she is who she is but also detects the Shadow implants. John, and Delenn act accordingly despite my telling them of Anna.
I meanwhile head to see Garibaldi before all hell breaks loose.
"Michael...we don't have a lot of time. I should have warned you about this a long time ago...but the station is going to come under attack by the Shadows. You will go off on a Starfury---but are captured. Don't leave the station when this happens. The Shadows won't remain here long enough to do anything."
"I can't just abandon my duty because something bad is going to happen to me. What's so great---"
"Sheridan to Garibaldi." He answers his Link.
It has begun.
"I've gotta go. We'll talk later."
No we won't.
Back in my quarters I find a message from Sheridan, triple encrypted. I play it. John smiles.
"Hello Adam. By the time you read this message I will have left the station with Anna for Za'Ha'Dum. I wanted to make this though to assure you that there is no ill will between us over Anna. I understand why you didn't tell me for so long. You were protecting me, as well as the timeline. Probably listening to what Kosh told you as well. It's not easy to disobey a Vorlon. I want you to know that over the last year---almost two--now that you've been aboard Babylon 5, I've come to see you as much more a just an eccentric consultant. You've become a friend. I know I've pushed you at times---because it's my job to do so. But I've also come to finally understand the burden you have on your shoulders. I know the others have told you this many times now, but you are never alone here. Don't think you are. Take care of them and the station in my absence. Tell Delenn---if you haven't already, that I forgive her and I love her dearly. Good Journey Adam. Thank you for making the impact on our lives that you have. Continue to do so, they'll need you now more than ever."
The message ceases as I hear Susan's voice over the station's comm as we're under attack. Shadows are massing. I head up to CIC. I rush by everyone and enter Command and Control.
"The Shadows are swarming us." Susan informs me as the station goes to Red Alert. I just stare at the main view port and see the Ant/Spider like ships mass. You fuckers. You absolute mad fuckers.
"Stand down our fighters." I say suddenly and Susan whirls around
"Excuse me? Do what now?" she replies
"In about ten minutes...stand down our fighters. No one will fire a shot. Just trust me, Susan."
Justin is giving his little speech to Sheridan now as The White Star is priming it's two nukes it has. Come on John.
Corwin reports exactly what I said. The Shadows aren't doing anything.
"They aren't responding, they aren't doing anything." Corwin reports
"What's happening Adam, why aren't they attacking us?" Susan
"I'm so sorry Susan." I say which confuses her even more. G'Kar comes up and nods to me while informing Susan two of the Gaim nukes are missing. Ivanova looks at me.
"What's happened, Adam? What's John done?"
"Given us a chance, Commander." I replied
Then the ships all retreat, jumping back. It's done. I close my eyes.
"It's done. He's gone. J-John's gone." I stammer. Witness to history once again as tingles shower me.
This is confirmed and like in my dream. I hold Susan as she begins to weep.
It is the end of the Earth Year 2260. My second year in this reality. The Shadow War has been put on pause. As G'Kar says in his closing monologue, suddenly and unexpectedly. It was as if the entire galaxy held it's breath, waiting to see what would happen next. But what no one else knows---is that there is still hope, at the centre of darkness lies a great light. We now just have to wait for that light to decide it wants back in the universe...
Stephen ends his walkabout and has his spiritual awakening. He recovers from his ordeal in Medlab. Garbaldi and Sheridan make preparations. Londo decides to deal with G'Kar once and for all as well as Lord Reefa. I make a visit to Delenn who is surprised to see me.
"I told John about Anna, Delenn."
The look she gives me makes me cringe.
"Why would you do such a thing?"
"Two reasons. The first is because he asked me to, and secondly to spare you the pain and shock when she comes onboard soon."
Delenn looks confused.
"The Shadows send Anna here to collect John to bring him to Za'Ha'Dum. Damn. I Shouldn't be telling you this but you need to know now."
"Know what?"
"When John goes to Za'Ha'Dum...he dies." I say plainly
That's twice now that I've hurt Delenn. She reels with the information
"I warned him." She whispers to me
"I know, but this always was meant to happen. Kosh warned Sheridan that if he exposed himself to everyone, he would not be there to help him at Za'Ha'Dum. He was always going to go Delenn, and Anna was their ace in the hole to get him there. But what you didn't have in the show---was me. The ultimate insider. I'm telling you this now to spare you pain. You see Delenn...while John goes to Za'Ha'Dum and dies...he also returns." I let that linger
"How long?" she finally asks
"About three weeks...give or take a day or two."
"Three weeks..."
"How does he return to life?" she asks
"I can't tell you that." I say not sure why I can't reveal about Lorien
"Susan must be told as well."
"I will leave it to you to do that. I have told you first because---"
"Because of John and I's relationship." she blushes...it's so cute.
"Yes."
"Thank you."
"Don't tell him you know this though. When Anna arrives in a few days time, we need to sell everything real. If she has even one iota that something is off---"
"I understand. Thank you Adam." and I bow to her
Later on I greet Lyta who has returned to the station. With everything going on right now I almost forgot. We meet up for drinks at the Zocalo.
"Hi." I say
"Hey yourself. You've changed since I was last on board. The uniform looks good." she greets
"A great many things have changed since we last saw each other. Are you all right?" I ask
"That's a difficult question to answer frankly. You know what I went through. Why I'm back here now, so yes and no I think is the response I would give."
"Lyta...I"
"It's okay. What was said between us before I left...was for that moment. Don't ruin it."
I just nod. ISN is on with a breaking report.
"Sheridan to Young."
"Young here sir."
"Are you watching..."
"I am sir." I tap the link again
"ISN sources are learning that the Resistance forces occupying Promixa III under the command of General William Hague have declared themselves an Government-In-Exile in direct response to actions taken by Earth Alliance President William Morgan Clark. Hague and his fleet have been illegally occupying Promixa for the last several months with little push back from the rightful government here on Earth. General Hague has been declared President of this Government-In-Exile---" The report goes on with profiles on Clark, Hauge, and the Senate in Exile.
I tap the link
"Young to Sheridan."
"Well...we're in the thick of it now. I didn't think he would do this." Sheridan replies
"Desperate times sir. This though gives Clark even more to think about. The rogue members of the Senate will flock to Promixa if they can and set up shop. I don't exactly have a problem with this."
"Have you spoken with Lianna about this?"
"Not since last session when she first brought this up with us. I didn't think they'd move so fast."
"Great. We'll have to monitor this." Sheridan replies
"Aye sir."
"Lianna?" Lyta asks
"Major Lianna Kemmer, we are both liaisons between our respective groups."
"Amongst other things..." Lyta smiles
"Lyta I.."
"You don't have to explain anything to me Adam. You bleed your emotions on strong topics...the way you said her name tipped you off." she says cupping her coffee
"Yeah..."
"Don't be embarrassed. I'm happy for you."
We talk some more and then part ways for now. I head to my quarters to get some well needed sleep.
December 21st. Anna Sheridan arrives on Babylon 5 appearing in front of Delenn while she and John are undergoing the Minbari sleeping ritual where the partners watch each other sleep. Stephen conducts his scan on Anna confirming she is who she is but also detects the Shadow implants. John, and Delenn act accordingly despite my telling them of Anna.
I meanwhile head to see Garibaldi before all hell breaks loose.
"Michael...we don't have a lot of time. I should have warned you about this a long time ago...but the station is going to come under attack by the Shadows. You will go off on a Starfury---but are captured. Don't leave the station when this happens. The Shadows won't remain here long enough to do anything."
"I can't just abandon my duty because something bad is going to happen to me. What's so great---"
"Sheridan to Garibaldi." He answers his Link.
It has begun.
"I've gotta go. We'll talk later."
No we won't.
Back in my quarters I find a message from Sheridan, triple encrypted. I play it. John smiles.
"Hello Adam. By the time you read this message I will have left the station with Anna for Za'Ha'Dum. I wanted to make this though to assure you that there is no ill will between us over Anna. I understand why you didn't tell me for so long. You were protecting me, as well as the timeline. Probably listening to what Kosh told you as well. It's not easy to disobey a Vorlon. I want you to know that over the last year---almost two--now that you've been aboard Babylon 5, I've come to see you as much more a just an eccentric consultant. You've become a friend. I know I've pushed you at times---because it's my job to do so. But I've also come to finally understand the burden you have on your shoulders. I know the others have told you this many times now, but you are never alone here. Don't think you are. Take care of them and the station in my absence. Tell Delenn---if you haven't already, that I forgive her and I love her dearly. Good Journey Adam. Thank you for making the impact on our lives that you have. Continue to do so, they'll need you now more than ever."
The message ceases as I hear Susan's voice over the station's comm as we're under attack. Shadows are massing. I head up to CIC. I rush by everyone and enter Command and Control.
"The Shadows are swarming us." Susan informs me as the station goes to Red Alert. I just stare at the main view port and see the Ant/Spider like ships mass. You fuckers. You absolute mad fuckers.
"Stand down our fighters." I say suddenly and Susan whirls around
"Excuse me? Do what now?" she replies
"In about ten minutes...stand down our fighters. No one will fire a shot. Just trust me, Susan."
Justin is giving his little speech to Sheridan now as The White Star is priming it's two nukes it has. Come on John.
Corwin reports exactly what I said. The Shadows aren't doing anything.
"They aren't responding, they aren't doing anything." Corwin reports
"What's happening Adam, why aren't they attacking us?" Susan
"I'm so sorry Susan." I say which confuses her even more. G'Kar comes up and nods to me while informing Susan two of the Gaim nukes are missing. Ivanova looks at me.
"What's happened, Adam? What's John done?"
"Given us a chance, Commander." I replied
Then the ships all retreat, jumping back. It's done. I close my eyes.
"It's done. He's gone. J-John's gone." I stammer. Witness to history once again as tingles shower me.
This is confirmed and like in my dream. I hold Susan as she begins to weep.
It is the end of the Earth Year 2260. My second year in this reality. The Shadow War has been put on pause. As G'Kar says in his closing monologue, suddenly and unexpectedly. It was as if the entire galaxy held it's breath, waiting to see what would happen next. But what no one else knows---is that there is still hope, at the centre of darkness lies a great light. We now just have to wait for that light to decide it wants back in the universe...
Chapter 51: Before The Return
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Happy New Year. It has been a week and a half since John Sheridan went to Za'Ha'Dum and died. It also has been that long since General William Hague went and declared the Resistance, the Government-In-Exile. A decision that hasn't exactly gone over well with some folks despite the fact that both myself and Sheridan approved of it. It has also been a week and a half since Michael Garibaldi has been missing, and that long since G'Kar went to investigate him despite my warning not to do so. No one listens to Zathras indeed. I sit in the War Room along with Lyta, Delenn, Lennier, Marcus, Zack, and Susan. We're on the comm line with Promixa III's new leadership. I have a very severe migraine headache growing as I listening to all the arguing. Did I mention that I have a very severe, headache?
"ENOUGH!" I roar and everyone stops yelling as I stand up and address the room.
"ENOUGH! This constant arguing and bickering is beneath you all. With all due respect General, Mr. President---there is no need for you to directly assume command operations here."
"Why is that, Mr. Young?"
"Because in about two weeks time, John Sheridan is going to return." Susan and Delenn exchange looks with one another. Susan's been told about this. To say she's skeptical is to ask if she's fully Russian.
"Mr. Young...all of Babylon 5's scans, all of the White Star's scans show otherwise. Your own Ms. Alexander has confirmed no brain activity, etc."
I exhale and try to remain calm. Calm Adam. Calm. He doesn't know what you know.
"With the greatest of respect sir...I know what happens. I also know this is hard for everyone to understand, especially since I'm reluctant to explain how this is possible, but I implore everyone to be patient with me. This is perhaps my greatest ask to date. I have faith---all I ask is that all of you do. Commander Ivanova is more than capable of commanding the station in that time. She will have help. What we need from you sir frankly is to focus on what is going on with Earth right now. Your little announcement was...a distraction we don't need right now."
"You said it was a good idea. Approved of it."
Are all politicians, children? In all realities? I think so. I sigh and sit back down. I'm tired. I've been awake nearly 8 days straight now. I've started drinking coffee...ick. I rub my temples.
"I do think it was a good idea. However announcing now...and I realize you had no idea what John was going to do...was just not a great idea. How many members of the senate have joined you since?"
"12. Susana Luchenko of the Russian Consortium arrived yesterday morning."
I smile to myself mostly. Good. That one was a huge get.
"General...I urge caution as I asked Lianna to tell you. Do what you need to do, but proceed with caution. Clark's going to be on high alert now more than before. He may even attempt to attack Promixa III."
"I will do what I must do Mr. Young. As will all of you." he sighs now
"All right. I'll back off on the command front. Babylon 5 is yours Commander Ivanova, but the moment there's further confirmation John Sheridan is dead..."
"I understand Mr. President, thank you." Susan answers
Lianna enters the picture briefly.
"Any word on Uncle Mike?" she asks using her informal address of him in public
"Not yet, Major. We'll inform you as soon as we have something."
She nods sadly. They then sign off and everyone sighs. Zack then turns to me.
"I know things have been hectic, and your attention has been taken in a dozen different decisions since the Captain...went missing...but if you have any information on where Mr. Garibaldi is...I'd appreciate it."
I shake my head.
"I don't recall coordinates of any kind Zack. All I know is that he's on some kind of unmarked transport. You'll have to jump gate to gate to locate it. His Starfury got swallowed up during the non Shadow attack somehow. That's the best I can do. Use the information that G'Kar obtained before his capture. Take Marcus with you." I say sadly
Allan looks at Susan.
"Permission to look for him, Commander?"
"Granted, but don't take too long Sgt. Marcus...." she nods and he gets up and they go together.
When the two of them leave I slump over in my chair. Nearly falling over.
"Adam," Susan says as she helps me back up with Delenn and Lyta. I start crying. I can't control it any more.
"I am sorry...I'm so sorry. I tried. I tried to warn all of you..."
"He's exhausted." Lyta says
"Ivanova to Medlab. We need medical attention in the War Room Stat."
"On our way." Franklin replies
I grab ahold of Susan's jacket.
"Do not take command of the White Star, Susan, for me. Don't do it for me."
"He's delirious." Lennier says
"I'm sorry...I'm sorry for everyone...." I Say before I pass out.
Happy New Year. It has been a week and a half since John Sheridan went to Za'Ha'Dum and died. It also has been that long since General William Hague went and declared the Resistance, the Government-In-Exile. A decision that hasn't exactly gone over well with some folks despite the fact that both myself and Sheridan approved of it. It has also been a week and a half since Michael Garibaldi has been missing, and that long since G'Kar went to investigate him despite my warning not to do so. No one listens to Zathras indeed. I sit in the War Room along with Lyta, Delenn, Lennier, Marcus, Zack, and Susan. We're on the comm line with Promixa III's new leadership. I have a very severe migraine headache growing as I listening to all the arguing. Did I mention that I have a very severe, headache?
"ENOUGH!" I roar and everyone stops yelling as I stand up and address the room.
"ENOUGH! This constant arguing and bickering is beneath you all. With all due respect General, Mr. President---there is no need for you to directly assume command operations here."
"Why is that, Mr. Young?"
"Because in about two weeks time, John Sheridan is going to return." Susan and Delenn exchange looks with one another. Susan's been told about this. To say she's skeptical is to ask if she's fully Russian.
"Mr. Young...all of Babylon 5's scans, all of the White Star's scans show otherwise. Your own Ms. Alexander has confirmed no brain activity, etc."
I exhale and try to remain calm. Calm Adam. Calm. He doesn't know what you know.
"With the greatest of respect sir...I know what happens. I also know this is hard for everyone to understand, especially since I'm reluctant to explain how this is possible, but I implore everyone to be patient with me. This is perhaps my greatest ask to date. I have faith---all I ask is that all of you do. Commander Ivanova is more than capable of commanding the station in that time. She will have help. What we need from you sir frankly is to focus on what is going on with Earth right now. Your little announcement was...a distraction we don't need right now."
"You said it was a good idea. Approved of it."
Are all politicians, children? In all realities? I think so. I sigh and sit back down. I'm tired. I've been awake nearly 8 days straight now. I've started drinking coffee...ick. I rub my temples.
"I do think it was a good idea. However announcing now...and I realize you had no idea what John was going to do...was just not a great idea. How many members of the senate have joined you since?"
"12. Susana Luchenko of the Russian Consortium arrived yesterday morning."
I smile to myself mostly. Good. That one was a huge get.
"General...I urge caution as I asked Lianna to tell you. Do what you need to do, but proceed with caution. Clark's going to be on high alert now more than before. He may even attempt to attack Promixa III."
"I will do what I must do Mr. Young. As will all of you." he sighs now
"All right. I'll back off on the command front. Babylon 5 is yours Commander Ivanova, but the moment there's further confirmation John Sheridan is dead..."
"I understand Mr. President, thank you." Susan answers
Lianna enters the picture briefly.
"Any word on Uncle Mike?" she asks using her informal address of him in public
"Not yet, Major. We'll inform you as soon as we have something."
She nods sadly. They then sign off and everyone sighs. Zack then turns to me.
"I know things have been hectic, and your attention has been taken in a dozen different decisions since the Captain...went missing...but if you have any information on where Mr. Garibaldi is...I'd appreciate it."
I shake my head.
"I don't recall coordinates of any kind Zack. All I know is that he's on some kind of unmarked transport. You'll have to jump gate to gate to locate it. His Starfury got swallowed up during the non Shadow attack somehow. That's the best I can do. Use the information that G'Kar obtained before his capture. Take Marcus with you." I say sadly
Allan looks at Susan.
"Permission to look for him, Commander?"
"Granted, but don't take too long Sgt. Marcus...." she nods and he gets up and they go together.
When the two of them leave I slump over in my chair. Nearly falling over.
"Adam," Susan says as she helps me back up with Delenn and Lyta. I start crying. I can't control it any more.
"I am sorry...I'm so sorry. I tried. I tried to warn all of you..."
"He's exhausted." Lyta says
"Ivanova to Medlab. We need medical attention in the War Room Stat."
"On our way." Franklin replies
I grab ahold of Susan's jacket.
"Do not take command of the White Star, Susan, for me. Don't do it for me."
"He's delirious." Lennier says
"I'm sorry...I'm sorry for everyone...." I Say before I pass out.
Chapter 52: Over Exhaustion and the Michael's Return
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I wake up in Medlab with a IV drip attached to me, very groggy. I'm exhausted. I see people running around.
"What's going on?" I ask someone
"It's Garibaldi...they've found him."
I sit up straight as I watch them push in Michael on a gurney and start the examination on. This is earlier than the show. In the show Michael is found pretty close to the time when Sheridan and Lorien board the station. I see Franklin.
"Doc....D-Doc..." I croak as my voice is hoarse
"Adam, what is it We're a little busy here."
I motion for him to come over closer.
"Stephen...Garibaldi's been conditioned by Bester. He's implanted something in his head...it is a kind of personality adjustor. There's nothing you can do about it, but I thought I'd mention it anyways. Ivanova should know too."
"Okay. Thanks." he replies. Stephen's so cute when he's distracted.
I lay back down in bed to rest. I have a nightmare that I encounter Shiv'Kala and he successfully implants a Keeper in me. I wake up when I see the Eye rolling around on my left shoulder!
"NO!!!!" I scream and Lillian comes over to calm me down
"The nightmares are still happening?"
"Still? Doc...Lillian, how long have I been here for?"
"About a week now."
"A WEEK!" I exclaim as I start to push myself up out of the bed but she holds me down
"Oh no no. You're not going anywhere. You're suffering from major dehydration, exhaustion, amidst a whole bunch of other conditions. You're staying put here."
"But..."
"Absolutely not. Don't push me on this Adam."
"Yes, Doctor."
I lay back down. Look over at where Garibaldi is but Lillian shuts the door to my room so I can't see anything. I've been pushing myself too hard the last few weeks and months. I realize this now. I need to back off. But...how am I supposed to do that, when there's still so much work to do? I pull up the blanket and exhale in frustration. Exhaustion! I'm suffering from exhaustion, while Sheridan is fighting for his life, and Garibaldi has a personality bomb implanted in his brain! Fuck. Not to mention G'Kar is on Centauri Prime, I'm not going to like seeing him after all that. I'm sorry. There's so much more that I wanted to do..
A little later on I am woken up in the middle of the night. It's Garibaldi. I almost look away from him. but force myself to look at him. He pulls up a chair.
"Hey."
"I'm sorry...I--"
"It's okay. I didn't take your warning seriously enough."
"Are you okay?" I ask
"I was going to ask you the same question. You look like shit."
"Apparently that's how I feel....Michael...what happened?"
"I don't...I don't know. One minute I was in the Starfury, the next..."
I observe him as his eyes blink when he has the flashbacks. Garibaldi didn't have me in the show.
"Michael...your Starfury was captured by the Shadows prior to their retreat. You were taken then..."
"I'm not sure I want to hear this." he says quietly
"Michael...I take full responsibility over what happened to you, I promise you I will make it right, but you need to listen to me, and also not hurt me."
"I'll listen."
"Your Starfury was taken to a Psi-Corp facility where they began to condition you...this is probably what you remember. You remember being interrogated in a cement cellar like thing right?"
He nods slowly. The light from his eyes is gone already. I don't know this Michael. Damn you Bester. FUCK YOU.
"They began programming you into a sleeper agent, but then Bester intervened and was able to make alterations of his own, for his own purposes."
"Bester..." Garibaldi growls
"What did he do to me?" he asks getting agitated
"Michael, before I tell you what he did, you need to promise me that you're not going to go head first on after him. I have a plan and I promise we will get this out of you before it starts doing any kind of damage."
"What. Did. He. Do. To. Me?" he demands
"Bester has altered your personality. Basically he accentuated your own innate distrust, stubborn, and paranoia and weaponized it."
"What for? What he does want me to do?"
"Two things, the first the Corp was programming you to isolate yourself from us, and eventually betray Sheridan. The second...he wants to know what Edgars Industries plans are for killing off the telepaths."
Garibaldi shakes his head frustrated.
"I don't understand how one leads to the other thing...what connects the two?"
"It's a long story, and I will tell all of it one day, but I promise you we'll get this out of your head. You just need to trust me and be patient. Can you do that?"
"I I think so."
"I promise you will have revenge on Bester as well...but Michael he also planted in a fail safe suggestion. Only he is able to remove the programming, and you can't touch him."
"That piece of shit..."
"Yeah. I know. I can count on you not to do anything rash? I promise you that we'll deal with this. You have my word."
"I promise, but how can I stop what this is going to make me do?"
"I know what signs to look for. We'll have to tread carefully. Will you let me help you?"
"Yeah. If it gets this out of my head...."
Stephen catches us talking.
"What are you two doing? Adam needs rest, and a stress free environment, and I haven't cleared you yet Michael."
"It's okay. I just was leaving. Thank you Adam."
"Always."
All right Bester. It's time to implement our plan for you soon.
I wake up in Medlab with a IV drip attached to me, very groggy. I'm exhausted. I see people running around.
"What's going on?" I ask someone
"It's Garibaldi...they've found him."
I sit up straight as I watch them push in Michael on a gurney and start the examination on. This is earlier than the show. In the show Michael is found pretty close to the time when Sheridan and Lorien board the station. I see Franklin.
"Doc....D-Doc..." I croak as my voice is hoarse
"Adam, what is it We're a little busy here."
I motion for him to come over closer.
"Stephen...Garibaldi's been conditioned by Bester. He's implanted something in his head...it is a kind of personality adjustor. There's nothing you can do about it, but I thought I'd mention it anyways. Ivanova should know too."
"Okay. Thanks." he replies. Stephen's so cute when he's distracted.
I lay back down in bed to rest. I have a nightmare that I encounter Shiv'Kala and he successfully implants a Keeper in me. I wake up when I see the Eye rolling around on my left shoulder!
"NO!!!!" I scream and Lillian comes over to calm me down
"The nightmares are still happening?"
"Still? Doc...Lillian, how long have I been here for?"
"About a week now."
"A WEEK!" I exclaim as I start to push myself up out of the bed but she holds me down
"Oh no no. You're not going anywhere. You're suffering from major dehydration, exhaustion, amidst a whole bunch of other conditions. You're staying put here."
"But..."
"Absolutely not. Don't push me on this Adam."
"Yes, Doctor."
I lay back down. Look over at where Garibaldi is but Lillian shuts the door to my room so I can't see anything. I've been pushing myself too hard the last few weeks and months. I realize this now. I need to back off. But...how am I supposed to do that, when there's still so much work to do? I pull up the blanket and exhale in frustration. Exhaustion! I'm suffering from exhaustion, while Sheridan is fighting for his life, and Garibaldi has a personality bomb implanted in his brain! Fuck. Not to mention G'Kar is on Centauri Prime, I'm not going to like seeing him after all that. I'm sorry. There's so much more that I wanted to do..
A little later on I am woken up in the middle of the night. It's Garibaldi. I almost look away from him. but force myself to look at him. He pulls up a chair.
"Hey."
"I'm sorry...I--"
"It's okay. I didn't take your warning seriously enough."
"Are you okay?" I ask
"I was going to ask you the same question. You look like shit."
"Apparently that's how I feel....Michael...what happened?"
"I don't...I don't know. One minute I was in the Starfury, the next..."
I observe him as his eyes blink when he has the flashbacks. Garibaldi didn't have me in the show.
"Michael...your Starfury was captured by the Shadows prior to their retreat. You were taken then..."
"I'm not sure I want to hear this." he says quietly
"Michael...I take full responsibility over what happened to you, I promise you I will make it right, but you need to listen to me, and also not hurt me."
"I'll listen."
"Your Starfury was taken to a Psi-Corp facility where they began to condition you...this is probably what you remember. You remember being interrogated in a cement cellar like thing right?"
He nods slowly. The light from his eyes is gone already. I don't know this Michael. Damn you Bester. FUCK YOU.
"They began programming you into a sleeper agent, but then Bester intervened and was able to make alterations of his own, for his own purposes."
"Bester..." Garibaldi growls
"What did he do to me?" he asks getting agitated
"Michael, before I tell you what he did, you need to promise me that you're not going to go head first on after him. I have a plan and I promise we will get this out of you before it starts doing any kind of damage."
"What. Did. He. Do. To. Me?" he demands
"Bester has altered your personality. Basically he accentuated your own innate distrust, stubborn, and paranoia and weaponized it."
"What for? What he does want me to do?"
"Two things, the first the Corp was programming you to isolate yourself from us, and eventually betray Sheridan. The second...he wants to know what Edgars Industries plans are for killing off the telepaths."
Garibaldi shakes his head frustrated.
"I don't understand how one leads to the other thing...what connects the two?"
"It's a long story, and I will tell all of it one day, but I promise you we'll get this out of your head. You just need to trust me and be patient. Can you do that?"
"I I think so."
"I promise you will have revenge on Bester as well...but Michael he also planted in a fail safe suggestion. Only he is able to remove the programming, and you can't touch him."
"That piece of shit..."
"Yeah. I know. I can count on you not to do anything rash? I promise you that we'll deal with this. You have my word."
"I promise, but how can I stop what this is going to make me do?"
"I know what signs to look for. We'll have to tread carefully. Will you let me help you?"
"Yeah. If it gets this out of my head...."
Stephen catches us talking.
"What are you two doing? Adam needs rest, and a stress free environment, and I haven't cleared you yet Michael."
"It's okay. I just was leaving. Thank you Adam."
"Always."
All right Bester. It's time to implement our plan for you soon.
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I recover from my exhaustion and dehydration. Both Stephen and Lillian warn me not to push myself so hard, and that I need at least four hours sleep or this will happen again. I should also be drinking plenty of water. Garibaldi is also cleared back to work. Marcus and Susan go off in search for any more remaining First Ones, while the Vorlons begin to start to mass for their purge. I meet up with Lyta. I'm not wearing my Army of Light Uniform, I'm wearing my civilian clothes.
"I've got a question, and it's totally okay if you say no."
"This about Garibaldi?" she asks
"Correct. You've been informed?"
"Franklin called me in to see him after you collapsed. I am not sure the extent of what junk Bester put into Garibaldi's head. I could probably remove it, but there could be all kinds of fail-safes that could harm me."
Lyta's basically a P-12 now, so more than capable of removing whatever is in Michael's head, but she's right. Bester would be aware of my knowledge of this and probably has put some kind of defensive counter measures in there that I don't know of just in case Lyta tampered with it.
"Okay. I thought I'd ask."
"You have a plan...I don't suppose you're going to share it with me?"
"Not yet. I've gone over with Sheridan while he was here...but since Bester hasn't been aboard the station since this happened, I've not had a chance to execute it yet."
My link goes off.
"Ivanova to Young."
"Go ahead Commander."
"We've just detected an unknown ship through the jumpgate. Used our own codes and activated the central docking bay sequence."
I turn excitedly to Lyta.
"Susan. It's him. It's John...head to the Catwalk at the Zocalo. I'll meet you there."
The two of us rush to the Zocalo where Delenn is having trouble with the League of Non-Aligned Worlds. It is getting rowdy there as they begin to push back against her, and it becomes a shoving match. Security is sent to greet our visitors, as I leave Lyta and head up to the stairs. It is there that I see them as they leave the transport gondola. I see John, who nods at me, and then I see him....Lorien. Who bows slightly at me and then smiles in acknowledgement, he makes the gesture for me to join them. I follow up them up the stairs and join them on the Catwalk as Sheridan makes his speech.
"Captain, we're sorry. We thought you were dead." says a Drazi...I see Delenn see John for the first time and she rushes through the crowd to join us. I also see Lennier's absolute deflation as he realizes for the final time---he never had a chance.
"I was. I'm better now." he looks at both Lorien and I nod back to him
"The Ambassador is correct. I did go to Za'Ha'Dum. I've seen the face of the enemy. They're not gods, and they're not indestructible. I've fought them, and killed many of them, and I've survived. There is a way out of this, a way to stop this insanity once and for all. Now, Delenn's fleet is a start, but we have to build on it. Together we will form the largest fleet in history. Not just for a battle, but to change the shape of the galaxy! Not just for ourselves, but for our children, and our children's children....you tell your governments that the only man to survive Za'Ha'Dum sends this message: We can end this, not just for the next thousand years, but forever! I stand before you as proof that it can be done! Mr. Young here has already witnessed our victory. We can fight, and we will win. Can I count on you!?"
"YES!"
"Can I Count on you!"
"YESS!!!!"
Delenn now passes by me and she and John embrace. I smile.
"I never dreamed that Adam was telling the truth about you...I should have believed..."
"I'll never leave you, Delenn."
The two of them kiss openly for the first time and everyone cheers.
About a half hour later before we gather the rest of the senior staff----Delenn is inside John's quarters as he is telling her about his twenty years. Lorien and I stand outside, waiting.
"You have something to ask of me child?" The First One asks
I haven't stopped staring at Lorien since he arrived. I'm in awe. The First Being in the known universe's history is standing before me.
"I apologize Lorien, but I did have a question....I want to know...do you have the ability to take me home?" I ask and he smiles that Lorien smile
"If that is what you wish, yes, I have the ability to take you home. When the time comes, when his time is over, you both shall return to the place where time ends...and I shall usher you home."
I begin to cry.
"Thank you." he puts his hand on my shoulder
"It has been a long time since I last saw a reality hopper. You have conducted yourself well in this reality. You should be proud."
"I am, but there's still a lot of work to do."
"That is always the case I'm afraid."
The doors open and Sheridan pops out. He notices me wiping tears.
"Everything okay?"
"Yes. Lorien was just telling me about the future...I'm okay. How is Delenn taking your news?"
"About as well as you can expect...I'm ready for the others now. Come on inside."
Author's Note: I know this is a particularly short chapter but we're about to go head long into heavy plot so I really wanted to break up the first three episodes of the season....hope you all don't mind. Next up. HISTORY 101 with John and Lorien!
I recover from my exhaustion and dehydration. Both Stephen and Lillian warn me not to push myself so hard, and that I need at least four hours sleep or this will happen again. I should also be drinking plenty of water. Garibaldi is also cleared back to work. Marcus and Susan go off in search for any more remaining First Ones, while the Vorlons begin to start to mass for their purge. I meet up with Lyta. I'm not wearing my Army of Light Uniform, I'm wearing my civilian clothes.
"I've got a question, and it's totally okay if you say no."
"This about Garibaldi?" she asks
"Correct. You've been informed?"
"Franklin called me in to see him after you collapsed. I am not sure the extent of what junk Bester put into Garibaldi's head. I could probably remove it, but there could be all kinds of fail-safes that could harm me."
Lyta's basically a P-12 now, so more than capable of removing whatever is in Michael's head, but she's right. Bester would be aware of my knowledge of this and probably has put some kind of defensive counter measures in there that I don't know of just in case Lyta tampered with it.
"Okay. I thought I'd ask."
"You have a plan...I don't suppose you're going to share it with me?"
"Not yet. I've gone over with Sheridan while he was here...but since Bester hasn't been aboard the station since this happened, I've not had a chance to execute it yet."
My link goes off.
"Ivanova to Young."
"Go ahead Commander."
"We've just detected an unknown ship through the jumpgate. Used our own codes and activated the central docking bay sequence."
I turn excitedly to Lyta.
"Susan. It's him. It's John...head to the Catwalk at the Zocalo. I'll meet you there."
The two of us rush to the Zocalo where Delenn is having trouble with the League of Non-Aligned Worlds. It is getting rowdy there as they begin to push back against her, and it becomes a shoving match. Security is sent to greet our visitors, as I leave Lyta and head up to the stairs. It is there that I see them as they leave the transport gondola. I see John, who nods at me, and then I see him....Lorien. Who bows slightly at me and then smiles in acknowledgement, he makes the gesture for me to join them. I follow up them up the stairs and join them on the Catwalk as Sheridan makes his speech.
"Captain, we're sorry. We thought you were dead." says a Drazi...I see Delenn see John for the first time and she rushes through the crowd to join us. I also see Lennier's absolute deflation as he realizes for the final time---he never had a chance.
"I was. I'm better now." he looks at both Lorien and I nod back to him
"The Ambassador is correct. I did go to Za'Ha'Dum. I've seen the face of the enemy. They're not gods, and they're not indestructible. I've fought them, and killed many of them, and I've survived. There is a way out of this, a way to stop this insanity once and for all. Now, Delenn's fleet is a start, but we have to build on it. Together we will form the largest fleet in history. Not just for a battle, but to change the shape of the galaxy! Not just for ourselves, but for our children, and our children's children....you tell your governments that the only man to survive Za'Ha'Dum sends this message: We can end this, not just for the next thousand years, but forever! I stand before you as proof that it can be done! Mr. Young here has already witnessed our victory. We can fight, and we will win. Can I count on you!?"
"YES!"
"Can I Count on you!"
"YESS!!!!"
Delenn now passes by me and she and John embrace. I smile.
"I never dreamed that Adam was telling the truth about you...I should have believed..."
"I'll never leave you, Delenn."
The two of them kiss openly for the first time and everyone cheers.
About a half hour later before we gather the rest of the senior staff----Delenn is inside John's quarters as he is telling her about his twenty years. Lorien and I stand outside, waiting.
"You have something to ask of me child?" The First One asks
I haven't stopped staring at Lorien since he arrived. I'm in awe. The First Being in the known universe's history is standing before me.
"I apologize Lorien, but I did have a question....I want to know...do you have the ability to take me home?" I ask and he smiles that Lorien smile
"If that is what you wish, yes, I have the ability to take you home. When the time comes, when his time is over, you both shall return to the place where time ends...and I shall usher you home."
I begin to cry.
"Thank you." he puts his hand on my shoulder
"It has been a long time since I last saw a reality hopper. You have conducted yourself well in this reality. You should be proud."
"I am, but there's still a lot of work to do."
"That is always the case I'm afraid."
The doors open and Sheridan pops out. He notices me wiping tears.
"Everything okay?"
"Yes. Lorien was just telling me about the future...I'm okay. How is Delenn taking your news?"
"About as well as you can expect...I'm ready for the others now. Come on inside."
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Everyone is gathered in Sheridan's quarters now, including Lyta (I think in the episode this takes place in his Office, but blame the timeline altering for this one).
"When most of the First Ones left, two of them, the Shadows and the Vorlons stayed behind. Their job was to keep an eye out on the younger races, but they couldn't agree or decide on what had to be done. The Vorlons, believe that strength comes from through order and discipline. The Shadows, believe in promoting evolution through conflict, starting wars." Sheridan begins the tale
Garibaldi is pacing and boring his eyes through Lorien. I notice this before Sherdian addresses it, and move my way across the room and put my hand on his shoulder. He just looks at me and settles down. Damn you Bester.
"Those are diametrically opposing view points."
"Exactly." Sheridan points to I think Franklin
"Now, at first, there was a balance between the two sides. They abided by rules of engagement, each of them respecting each other's positions. But that changed over time...is something the matter, Mr. Garibaldi?" Sheridan can't ignore Michael's behavior now
"I just want to know who your new best friend is over there."
The programming has kicked in strong. Damn.
"His name is Lorien, that's all you need to know." Sheridan looks at me and I just nod
"Yeah, who decided that?" Garibaldi presses
"He did."
"Well ain't that convenient. What the hell is that?"
"I trust him."
"I know. Secrets upon secrets huh? I'm getting too old for this---"
"Michael...." I say quietly and he looks at me again, then unlike in the show proper looks up at everyone and apologizes. I look over at Lyta.
"John, what I don't understand is, why the fighting, why all the wars? If each side respected the other, " Susan asks
Sheridan shakes his head.
"I don't know who started it first, but somewhere along the line, they both decided their way was the only way, the right way, and we've been caught up in it ever since."
A tale as old as time.
It is at this point that Susan, Marcus, and Lyta join the conversation but they're already here. Since I told them of John's death there is no thank you about going to look for him.
"Any luck finding more First Ones?" he asks
"None...but John...Adam...we found something terrifying out there while we were looking...." Susan trails off to let me finish
"The Vorlon's Fleet massing in hyperspace..."
"Not dozens, not hundreds, but thousands of ships. We tried to track them but lost them somewhere around Sector 70."
"Adam? What are they doing? There's a Shadow base not far from there."
I turn grim. With everything going on I forgot about this. How? I don't know. Just a ton keeps happening.
"I'd forgotten about this. The Vorlons are going on the aggressive now. They are purging worlds that have been touched by the Shadows."
"My god..."
"Lyta?"
"I can confirm. I tried to talk to Ulkesh but he...he's not listening to me any more."
"Surgical strikes. In order to remove an infection you need to cut it out...John...we need to warn Centauri Prime." I say and he looks sharply at me
"We'll deal with one thing at a time. How we are going to deal with these Vorlons? I don't know. I assume that we do though." he asks me and I nod
"Thank you for coming everyone. We'll talk again short. Garibaldi...Mr. Young...stay a minute."
Everyone but us files out of the quarters. Sheridan looks at Garibaldi.
"What the hell was that about? I vouch for Lorien, that should be good enough for you."
I put my hand up to stop Michael from saying something he will regret.
"Captain, shortly after you left for Za'Ha'Dum, Garibaldi went out with the Starfuries to wait for the Shadows....his ship was captured after getting separated from the others, and he was transported to a Psi-Corp facility in deep space. They performed a personality changing, conditioning action on him, Bester was there---they amplified his natural paranoia, and mistrust of others. He's not a hundred percent in control right now."
Sheridan looks at Michael.
"I'm sorry...I didn't know..."
I hate when characters say this. Of course you didn't know.
"I'm working on a plan to get it removed..."
"Can't Lyta?"
"Lyta is capable of doing so...but we don't know what kind of thought bombs, or what not else is in there. In the show---Bester removes it once his gameplan has been reached. My plan is to propose what we talked about before you left the next time he comes here. The trouble is I don't think he comes here at all this year. We'll need to entice him."
"What's Carolyn Sanderson's status?" he asks
"The same. Along with the other telepaths. Are you thinking what I'm thinking?" I ask and Sheridan grins
"Go ahead and arrange to have Bester come to the station. We'll take care of things from there." He looks at Michael
"I'm sorry this has happened to you, we'll get this thing out...you have my word." Garibaldi just silently nods while looking at Lorien, then he leaves
"There's another thing you need to deal with before anything else happens." I say
"When is there not?"
"It's President Hague...I can't call him that, General Hague. He attempted to assume operational command of the Resistance while you were gone. I managed to persuade him against it, so you need to contact Promixa and tell them you're alive and well. They also need to know about the Vorlon's. They will be coming for multiple worlds that we have no idea have a Shadow presence or not."
Sheridan nods.
"I'll talk to Hague. Can you handle Londo?" he asks
"I'll do my best."
He claps my shoulder.
"Let's get to work."
"It's good to have you back John."
"It's good to be back Adam---that hole was cold." Sheridan jokes and I laugh
Lorien has a twinkle in his eye as I pass by him.
Everyone is gathered in Sheridan's quarters now, including Lyta (I think in the episode this takes place in his Office, but blame the timeline altering for this one).
"When most of the First Ones left, two of them, the Shadows and the Vorlons stayed behind. Their job was to keep an eye out on the younger races, but they couldn't agree or decide on what had to be done. The Vorlons, believe that strength comes from through order and discipline. The Shadows, believe in promoting evolution through conflict, starting wars." Sheridan begins the tale
Garibaldi is pacing and boring his eyes through Lorien. I notice this before Sherdian addresses it, and move my way across the room and put my hand on his shoulder. He just looks at me and settles down. Damn you Bester.
"Those are diametrically opposing view points."
"Exactly." Sheridan points to I think Franklin
"Now, at first, there was a balance between the two sides. They abided by rules of engagement, each of them respecting each other's positions. But that changed over time...is something the matter, Mr. Garibaldi?" Sheridan can't ignore Michael's behavior now
"I just want to know who your new best friend is over there."
The programming has kicked in strong. Damn.
"His name is Lorien, that's all you need to know." Sheridan looks at me and I just nod
"Yeah, who decided that?" Garibaldi presses
"He did."
"Well ain't that convenient. What the hell is that?"
"I trust him."
"I know. Secrets upon secrets huh? I'm getting too old for this---"
"Michael...." I say quietly and he looks at me again, then unlike in the show proper looks up at everyone and apologizes. I look over at Lyta.
"John, what I don't understand is, why the fighting, why all the wars? If each side respected the other, " Susan asks
Sheridan shakes his head.
"I don't know who started it first, but somewhere along the line, they both decided their way was the only way, the right way, and we've been caught up in it ever since."
A tale as old as time.
It is at this point that Susan, Marcus, and Lyta join the conversation but they're already here. Since I told them of John's death there is no thank you about going to look for him.
"Any luck finding more First Ones?" he asks
"None...but John...Adam...we found something terrifying out there while we were looking...." Susan trails off to let me finish
"The Vorlon's Fleet massing in hyperspace..."
"Not dozens, not hundreds, but thousands of ships. We tried to track them but lost them somewhere around Sector 70."
"Adam? What are they doing? There's a Shadow base not far from there."
I turn grim. With everything going on I forgot about this. How? I don't know. Just a ton keeps happening.
"I'd forgotten about this. The Vorlons are going on the aggressive now. They are purging worlds that have been touched by the Shadows."
"My god..."
"Lyta?"
"I can confirm. I tried to talk to Ulkesh but he...he's not listening to me any more."
"Surgical strikes. In order to remove an infection you need to cut it out...John...we need to warn Centauri Prime." I say and he looks sharply at me
"We'll deal with one thing at a time. How we are going to deal with these Vorlons? I don't know. I assume that we do though." he asks me and I nod
"Thank you for coming everyone. We'll talk again short. Garibaldi...Mr. Young...stay a minute."
Everyone but us files out of the quarters. Sheridan looks at Garibaldi.
"What the hell was that about? I vouch for Lorien, that should be good enough for you."
I put my hand up to stop Michael from saying something he will regret.
"Captain, shortly after you left for Za'Ha'Dum, Garibaldi went out with the Starfuries to wait for the Shadows....his ship was captured after getting separated from the others, and he was transported to a Psi-Corp facility in deep space. They performed a personality changing, conditioning action on him, Bester was there---they amplified his natural paranoia, and mistrust of others. He's not a hundred percent in control right now."
Sheridan looks at Michael.
"I'm sorry...I didn't know..."
I hate when characters say this. Of course you didn't know.
"I'm working on a plan to get it removed..."
"Can't Lyta?"
"Lyta is capable of doing so...but we don't know what kind of thought bombs, or what not else is in there. In the show---Bester removes it once his gameplan has been reached. My plan is to propose what we talked about before you left the next time he comes here. The trouble is I don't think he comes here at all this year. We'll need to entice him."
"What's Carolyn Sanderson's status?" he asks
"The same. Along with the other telepaths. Are you thinking what I'm thinking?" I ask and Sheridan grins
"Go ahead and arrange to have Bester come to the station. We'll take care of things from there." He looks at Michael
"I'm sorry this has happened to you, we'll get this thing out...you have my word." Garibaldi just silently nods while looking at Lorien, then he leaves
"There's another thing you need to deal with before anything else happens." I say
"When is there not?"
"It's President Hague...I can't call him that, General Hague. He attempted to assume operational command of the Resistance while you were gone. I managed to persuade him against it, so you need to contact Promixa and tell them you're alive and well. They also need to know about the Vorlon's. They will be coming for multiple worlds that we have no idea have a Shadow presence or not."
Sheridan nods.
"I'll talk to Hague. Can you handle Londo?" he asks
"I'll do my best."
He claps my shoulder.
"Let's get to work."
"It's good to have you back John."
"It's good to be back Adam---that hole was cold." Sheridan jokes and I laugh
Lorien has a twinkle in his eye as I pass by him.
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Sheridan is on the comm line with Promixa III, telling them reports of his death, were not exaggerated but he's back now and they need to refocus. Most of the Senate in Exile has made it's way to Promixa III. Hague wants resume business as usual as a counter to Clark. Sheridan doesn't think that is a good idea, neither do I. Meanwhile, I am visiting Lyta in her quarters, and she's not too happy with me right now.
"I thought we weren't going to do this? That there's too much risk to me?"
I exhale sitting down. I'm back in my Army of Light Uniform. It's time to be a big boy again.
"Lyta, I know what I said before you left. Let's face it though. We both know you are not a normal telepath. The Vorlons enhancements have transformed you into a weapon. You are in theory...the most powerful telepath walking this galaxy right now. Way beyond a stupid Psi-Corp rating. I've seen you do things both here, and on the show, that are beyond explanation. If anyone can remove the programming from Michael---it's you."
"I never thought it would be you..." she says shaking her head and I frown
"I'm sorry. But Garibaldi needs your help. I have a plan to deal with Bester, and Psi-Corp for good. I will share it with you when the time is right, but now's not that time. I will be with you every step of the way. I'll request Minbari telepath support from Delenn should anything back fire."
I can see the conflict within her, and her disappointment over me being just like the others. I swear things will be different for you Lyta. You just have to continue to trust me.
"Okay. I'll do it."
The scan from the episode where they encounter Garibaldi on Mars---was a powerful one. Nearly knocked her off her feet if I recall correctly.
About a hour or so later. We're gathered in Medlab. About a dozen Minbari Telepaths surround us. Garibaldi is sitting on a medical bed. I'm standing in front of him with Lyta next to me. We already addressed with this with Captain Sheridan who gave us his blessing but also told us to proceed with caution. Security is on stand by, Zack is with us as well.
"I've placed cordical scanners on both Lyta, and Garibaldi. We'll be monitor their brain functions from the monitor here, should anything happen." Franklin says as he pulls up a monitor.
"Are you ready?" I ask Garibaldi and he nods
"Let's do this."
I hold Lyta's shoulders as I turn to her.
"I'm here for you if anything should go wrong, I know there's not going to be anything I can do for you---or Michael, but I'm here. Understood? Use my voice as an anchor if you need to."
She just nods and I let her go. She looks up at Michael as her irises turn black.
"This is going to hurt, I'm going to have to push just to get to the conditioning." She explains and Michael just nods
I watch with intensity as Lyta starts her scan...and she immediately jerks---
"Holy Shit. It's true..." Lyta starts as she starts to go deeper
"Be careful.." Zack says concerned
"Lyta, you're only going so far as you need to. Not any further it will be detrimental to both of you if that happens."
"You don't have to tell me---t-wice. M-my god. What a mess it is in here." she says and I try not to chuckle
Lyta jerks violently but puts up a hand to indicate they're both all right. I watch her push harder.
"There it is...my god...it's sophisticated, but n-n-nothing I can't handle."
"Higher brain functions are beginning to climb..." Franklin reports
Lyta begins to bleed black...as ooze comes out of her nose and eyes.
"Lyta!" I exclaim
"I...am...okay...almost...g-...g-got it."
Garibaldi starts to jerk around now and Franklin orders someone to hold him so I go around to the back of the bed and hold his shoulders up.
A couple more minutes pass by and it's done. Lyta reels and almost falls back but both Zack and I have her.
"Easy...Doc, a compressor or something for the bleeding."
He nods and hands me one as I give it to her.
"How are you doing?" I ask and Lyta turns to me with those black eyes still and makes an angry face.
"Bester needs to die. I don't care what you're planning. I don't care what I have to do---he needs to be gutted like a fish."
I nod and we help Lyta to sit up on the bed beside Michael. I come back around the bed and face him.
"How do you feel?"
"Like my brain is swiss cheesed."
"You don't have any homicidal feelings, or unexplained compulsions to draw happy smiley faces?" I ask
"It's hard to explain...I feel like I've had a fog cleared out of my head. I see everything now that he was planning, what he intended to use for me. Oh god..." he puts his head in his hands
"It's okay Michael. It's over now."
"One thing..." Lyta says
"Yeah?"
"I removed the programming, but not the fail-safe that you can't harm him. That was too strong for me to pluck out. I'm sorry."
Garibaldi clinches his fist.
"Don't worry, we'll get him one day."
I turn to the Minbari Telepaths and thank them in their language and bow, and watch as they leave. I then turn to Zack.
"Tell the Captain and Ivanova that it was a success and we can move to phase two now."
"I hate to run but there's a fairly important call I need to make."
"Go." They both say
"Adam...thank you." Garibaldi says and I nod.
"Lyta, I owe you a cooked dinner."
I rush out of Medlab and head directly to my quarters where I access StellarCom and tell it to put in a call to Londo Mollari. It takes forever---cause you know Centauri...almost a half a hour passes before Londo answers.
"Mr. Young...this is--"
"Cut the crap Londo. I'm doing this because we all have a LARGE problem on it's way. How's the Cartagia situation?"
"It has just resolved itself...thanks to Vir."
"Londo...listen to me carefully. You need to do whatever you can to remove the Shadow influence on your world. The island---blow it up if you have to---just get rid of them."
"I have already taken measures to do just that Mr. Young, yessss. Thank you for the courtesy call."
I nod and StellarCom goes blank. Everything is going as planned. So far...
Sheridan is on the comm line with Promixa III, telling them reports of his death, were not exaggerated but he's back now and they need to refocus. Most of the Senate in Exile has made it's way to Promixa III. Hague wants resume business as usual as a counter to Clark. Sheridan doesn't think that is a good idea, neither do I. Meanwhile, I am visiting Lyta in her quarters, and she's not too happy with me right now.
"I thought we weren't going to do this? That there's too much risk to me?"
I exhale sitting down. I'm back in my Army of Light Uniform. It's time to be a big boy again.
"Lyta, I know what I said before you left. Let's face it though. We both know you are not a normal telepath. The Vorlons enhancements have transformed you into a weapon. You are in theory...the most powerful telepath walking this galaxy right now. Way beyond a stupid Psi-Corp rating. I've seen you do things both here, and on the show, that are beyond explanation. If anyone can remove the programming from Michael---it's you."
"I never thought it would be you..." she says shaking her head and I frown
"I'm sorry. But Garibaldi needs your help. I have a plan to deal with Bester, and Psi-Corp for good. I will share it with you when the time is right, but now's not that time. I will be with you every step of the way. I'll request Minbari telepath support from Delenn should anything back fire."
I can see the conflict within her, and her disappointment over me being just like the others. I swear things will be different for you Lyta. You just have to continue to trust me.
"Okay. I'll do it."
The scan from the episode where they encounter Garibaldi on Mars---was a powerful one. Nearly knocked her off her feet if I recall correctly.
About a hour or so later. We're gathered in Medlab. About a dozen Minbari Telepaths surround us. Garibaldi is sitting on a medical bed. I'm standing in front of him with Lyta next to me. We already addressed with this with Captain Sheridan who gave us his blessing but also told us to proceed with caution. Security is on stand by, Zack is with us as well.
"I've placed cordical scanners on both Lyta, and Garibaldi. We'll be monitor their brain functions from the monitor here, should anything happen." Franklin says as he pulls up a monitor.
"Are you ready?" I ask Garibaldi and he nods
"Let's do this."
I hold Lyta's shoulders as I turn to her.
"I'm here for you if anything should go wrong, I know there's not going to be anything I can do for you---or Michael, but I'm here. Understood? Use my voice as an anchor if you need to."
She just nods and I let her go. She looks up at Michael as her irises turn black.
"This is going to hurt, I'm going to have to push just to get to the conditioning." She explains and Michael just nods
I watch with intensity as Lyta starts her scan...and she immediately jerks---
"Holy Shit. It's true..." Lyta starts as she starts to go deeper
"Be careful.." Zack says concerned
"Lyta, you're only going so far as you need to. Not any further it will be detrimental to both of you if that happens."
"You don't have to tell me---t-wice. M-my god. What a mess it is in here." she says and I try not to chuckle
Lyta jerks violently but puts up a hand to indicate they're both all right. I watch her push harder.
"There it is...my god...it's sophisticated, but n-n-nothing I can't handle."
"Higher brain functions are beginning to climb..." Franklin reports
Lyta begins to bleed black...as ooze comes out of her nose and eyes.
"Lyta!" I exclaim
"I...am...okay...almost...g-...g-got it."
Garibaldi starts to jerk around now and Franklin orders someone to hold him so I go around to the back of the bed and hold his shoulders up.
A couple more minutes pass by and it's done. Lyta reels and almost falls back but both Zack and I have her.
"Easy...Doc, a compressor or something for the bleeding."
He nods and hands me one as I give it to her.
"How are you doing?" I ask and Lyta turns to me with those black eyes still and makes an angry face.
"Bester needs to die. I don't care what you're planning. I don't care what I have to do---he needs to be gutted like a fish."
I nod and we help Lyta to sit up on the bed beside Michael. I come back around the bed and face him.
"How do you feel?"
"Like my brain is swiss cheesed."
"You don't have any homicidal feelings, or unexplained compulsions to draw happy smiley faces?" I ask
"It's hard to explain...I feel like I've had a fog cleared out of my head. I see everything now that he was planning, what he intended to use for me. Oh god..." he puts his head in his hands
"It's okay Michael. It's over now."
"One thing..." Lyta says
"Yeah?"
"I removed the programming, but not the fail-safe that you can't harm him. That was too strong for me to pluck out. I'm sorry."
Garibaldi clinches his fist.
"Don't worry, we'll get him one day."
I turn to the Minbari Telepaths and thank them in their language and bow, and watch as they leave. I then turn to Zack.
"Tell the Captain and Ivanova that it was a success and we can move to phase two now."
"I hate to run but there's a fairly important call I need to make."
"Go." They both say
"Adam...thank you." Garibaldi says and I nod.
"Lyta, I owe you a cooked dinner."
I rush out of Medlab and head directly to my quarters where I access StellarCom and tell it to put in a call to Londo Mollari. It takes forever---cause you know Centauri...almost a half a hour passes before Londo answers.
"Mr. Young...this is--"
"Cut the crap Londo. I'm doing this because we all have a LARGE problem on it's way. How's the Cartagia situation?"
"It has just resolved itself...thanks to Vir."
"Londo...listen to me carefully. You need to do whatever you can to remove the Shadow influence on your world. The island---blow it up if you have to---just get rid of them."
"I have already taken measures to do just that Mr. Young, yessss. Thank you for the courtesy call."
I nod and StellarCom goes blank. Everything is going as planned. So far...
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Chapter 56: Interlude
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Sheridan has informed Promixa that he is alive and well and Hague has conceded command to him. I talk to Lianna.
"I've helped free Michael from his conditioning. The only thing we couldn't pull out of him is the fail-safe preventing him from harming Bester."
"That's gotta be irking him still."
"That's an understatement. He's absolutely furious, but I've assured him that he'll get his revenge against Bester. Lianna. I need you to run something by Hague and company when you get a chance to do so."
"Uh-oh. I don't like that tone of voice. What are you planning?"
"Sheridan and I have had several conversations regarding this...proposal, and he agrees with me that it is the only solid solution to getting around what will inevitability become a quagmire."
Lianna presses me to tell her, she's not one for beating around the bush on topics.
"It is my intention to offer Bester---and the larger telepathic community what they've always wanted and always been denied."
"A world of their own..." Lianna breathes not liking the plan already
"I know how it will come across to Hague and the politicians. I've read up about this subject over the last two years, and have come to realize that this is the only way to keep them from turning on us in the future. You guys have always feared a Telepath War---and in the future that happens. This potentially deals with it."
"It also potentially gives them time to build an army of their own, without any oversight or input from us. This is incredibly dangerous Adam, they're not going to go for it."
"I know. But I'm telling you that the alternative is worse. Psi-Corp has already grown too powerful thanks to their association with the Shadows. They've used Clark as a very big stepping stone to obtain the kind of power previous administrations have always dreamed of. This vicious cycle and our mis-treatment of them, needs to stop. Something needs to change. What I propose I hope does that."
"You hope...that's the key phrase Adam. I love the out of the box suggestions, but I'm telling you now---even the most bleeding heart liberal---is not going to fully support this. I don't even know how to even bring this up to them."
I sigh. I knew this would be difficult when I first approached Sheridan with it. Even he was hesitant over it. The general topic of telepaths has been extremely controversial ever since they first started to appear here in the 22nd century. But this would resolve a ton of issues...and get fucking Byron and his people out of my hair. I loathe---and I'm not being exaggerated here---I LOATHE Byron. I'm liable to end up blowing his head off with a PPG. Fucking shit stirrer.
"Talk to Luchenko, she'll listen."
"How do you know--okay never mind. Stupid question. Sure okay. I'll bring up to her. "
"Thank you. I miss you, you know. This parting has been unbearable."
"Who knew, after only one one night stand?" She smiles coyly
"You made an impression on me to say the least."
"As you did with me. When this is over..."
"I plan on requesting shore leave." I finish and she giggles
"Thank you for freeing Uncle Mike. How is he doing?"
"He seems to be fine. He's been cleared to go back to work, there've been no outbursts---I mean unusual ones for him...it's strange..."
"How so?"
"All this butterflying...it becomes strange to live with the changes. I don't think I'll ever get used to it."
Her link goes off.
"I need to go. We'll talk soon?"
"Probably sooner than you'd want to." I joke.
"Not soon enough." she replies as she cuts the comm signal after tapping her link.
I sit back in my chair. Maybe I haven't thought this telepath world proposal thing through enough. I know I'm right though, this could resolve a lot of underlying issues for a long, long time. Not just getting Bester and company out of our hair, but we could actually establish a proper working relationship with them. There would be a ton of talks before this happened though too. Lianna is right, no one is going to accept this right away on our side. There will be push back. But I will give Bester the chance to take out Edgars plan...working with Garibaldi and the Rangers should be an interesting experience for the both of them.
The monitor lights up again.
"You have an incoming transmission from Centauri Prime."
The StellarCom logo is replaced by Vir.
"Vir! Holy shit. How are you doing?"
"We're still making preparations to cleanse Centauri Prime. Cartagia is dead, thanks to--uh-me. Londo blew up the Island of Selini....but I wanted to show you something."
Vir moves as a floating camera drone is ahead of him and I see what he wants to show me. It is the head of Mr. Morden. On a Pike.
"Vir, is the audio still on?"
"Yes."
"Never did a more deserving son of a bitch deserve a fate like he did. Well done."
I do Vir's little wave at Morden and smile.
"The Vorlons are passing by...they are---"
The drone shows Londo as he looks up to the sky and puts his hand to block the sun...I can hear the two of them argue that there is someone still on the planet that has been touched by Shadows.
"It's okay!" I shout to them as the Vorlon mothership passes over without incident. I relax in my chair. That would have been an interesting butterfly. Londo appears.
"Thank you Mr. Young. It appears that is three I owe you yesss."
The Drakh...I visibly shiver, and the two Centauri notice.
"What is it Mr. Young?"
"Just be wary Londo. The Shadows are gone...but...be vigilant. I will see you both back on Babylon 5 soon."
The two of them nod and the transmission ends. I tap my link.
"Young to Sheridan, Centauri Prime has been cleared"
"We just heard....report to the War Room. I need your advice on something."
Sheridan has informed Promixa that he is alive and well and Hague has conceded command to him. I talk to Lianna.
"I've helped free Michael from his conditioning. The only thing we couldn't pull out of him is the fail-safe preventing him from harming Bester."
"That's gotta be irking him still."
"That's an understatement. He's absolutely furious, but I've assured him that he'll get his revenge against Bester. Lianna. I need you to run something by Hague and company when you get a chance to do so."
"Uh-oh. I don't like that tone of voice. What are you planning?"
"Sheridan and I have had several conversations regarding this...proposal, and he agrees with me that it is the only solid solution to getting around what will inevitability become a quagmire."
Lianna presses me to tell her, she's not one for beating around the bush on topics.
"It is my intention to offer Bester---and the larger telepathic community what they've always wanted and always been denied."
"A world of their own..." Lianna breathes not liking the plan already
"I know how it will come across to Hague and the politicians. I've read up about this subject over the last two years, and have come to realize that this is the only way to keep them from turning on us in the future. You guys have always feared a Telepath War---and in the future that happens. This potentially deals with it."
"It also potentially gives them time to build an army of their own, without any oversight or input from us. This is incredibly dangerous Adam, they're not going to go for it."
"I know. But I'm telling you that the alternative is worse. Psi-Corp has already grown too powerful thanks to their association with the Shadows. They've used Clark as a very big stepping stone to obtain the kind of power previous administrations have always dreamed of. This vicious cycle and our mis-treatment of them, needs to stop. Something needs to change. What I propose I hope does that."
"You hope...that's the key phrase Adam. I love the out of the box suggestions, but I'm telling you now---even the most bleeding heart liberal---is not going to fully support this. I don't even know how to even bring this up to them."
I sigh. I knew this would be difficult when I first approached Sheridan with it. Even he was hesitant over it. The general topic of telepaths has been extremely controversial ever since they first started to appear here in the 22nd century. But this would resolve a ton of issues...and get fucking Byron and his people out of my hair. I loathe---and I'm not being exaggerated here---I LOATHE Byron. I'm liable to end up blowing his head off with a PPG. Fucking shit stirrer.
"Talk to Luchenko, she'll listen."
"How do you know--okay never mind. Stupid question. Sure okay. I'll bring up to her. "
"Thank you. I miss you, you know. This parting has been unbearable."
"Who knew, after only one one night stand?" She smiles coyly
"You made an impression on me to say the least."
"As you did with me. When this is over..."
"I plan on requesting shore leave." I finish and she giggles
"Thank you for freeing Uncle Mike. How is he doing?"
"He seems to be fine. He's been cleared to go back to work, there've been no outbursts---I mean unusual ones for him...it's strange..."
"How so?"
"All this butterflying...it becomes strange to live with the changes. I don't think I'll ever get used to it."
Her link goes off.
"I need to go. We'll talk soon?"
"Probably sooner than you'd want to." I joke.
"Not soon enough." she replies as she cuts the comm signal after tapping her link.
I sit back in my chair. Maybe I haven't thought this telepath world proposal thing through enough. I know I'm right though, this could resolve a lot of underlying issues for a long, long time. Not just getting Bester and company out of our hair, but we could actually establish a proper working relationship with them. There would be a ton of talks before this happened though too. Lianna is right, no one is going to accept this right away on our side. There will be push back. But I will give Bester the chance to take out Edgars plan...working with Garibaldi and the Rangers should be an interesting experience for the both of them.
The monitor lights up again.
"You have an incoming transmission from Centauri Prime."
The StellarCom logo is replaced by Vir.
"Vir! Holy shit. How are you doing?"
"We're still making preparations to cleanse Centauri Prime. Cartagia is dead, thanks to--uh-me. Londo blew up the Island of Selini....but I wanted to show you something."
Vir moves as a floating camera drone is ahead of him and I see what he wants to show me. It is the head of Mr. Morden. On a Pike.
"Vir, is the audio still on?"
"Yes."
"Never did a more deserving son of a bitch deserve a fate like he did. Well done."
I do Vir's little wave at Morden and smile.
"The Vorlons are passing by...they are---"
The drone shows Londo as he looks up to the sky and puts his hand to block the sun...I can hear the two of them argue that there is someone still on the planet that has been touched by Shadows.
"It's okay!" I shout to them as the Vorlon mothership passes over without incident. I relax in my chair. That would have been an interesting butterfly. Londo appears.
"Thank you Mr. Young. It appears that is three I owe you yesss."
The Drakh...I visibly shiver, and the two Centauri notice.
"What is it Mr. Young?"
"Just be wary Londo. The Shadows are gone...but...be vigilant. I will see you both back on Babylon 5 soon."
The two of them nod and the transmission ends. I tap my link.
"Young to Sheridan, Centauri Prime has been cleared"
"We just heard....report to the War Room. I need your advice on something."
Chapter 57: The Battle of Corina VI Part One
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January 27, 2261. The beginning of history. The Narn's are free. Londo has announced a complete withdrawal from Narn space effectively immediately. They will never again return. The Vorlons are still on the hunt. I am called up to the War Room as everyone is already seated. Lianna is on the line representing Promixa III. White Star 14 has just reported in about the Death Cloud. Sheridan looks at me and says.
"It's time to end this, Mr. Young. Once and for all. You saved Centauri Prime from the Vorlon's by giving them a heads up on what they needed to do, now we can focus on the inhabitants of Coriana 6. Proxima has generously loaned us half of their ships, but we'll be taking a third of that. We'll need all we can get to take on President Clark's forces when that time comes."
Sheridan points to the galactic map which has the entirety of our forces superimposed on it. He uses a little pointer to highlight all the ships.
"Our current combined force consists of the following: 120 White Stars, 30 Sharlin Class War Cruisers, and 130 Nial Fighters. The Narn have provided us with 1 Bin'Tak Dreadnaught,15 G'Quan heavycruisers, and all available Frazi fighters. Proxima has given us 25 Earth Force Dreadnaughts, and Destroyers, along with all their Thunderbolts and Starfuries, in addition we have the Thunderbolts and Starfuries from Babylon 5 as further support. The Abbai have given us 12 Lakara Cruisers, 6 Bimith Defenders, 10 Tiraca Attack Frigates, 4 Milani Carriers, 7 Shyaire Jammer Frigates, 4 Skiatha Escort Scouts, and all available Kotha fighters. The Brakiri, 36 Avioki Cruisers, 18 Halik Fighter-Killers, 2 Corumai Dreadnoughts, 4 Tashkat Advanced Cruisers, 2 Brokodos Battle Carriers, and all available Falkosi fighters. The Drazi...30 Sunhawks, 30 Warbirds, 6 Stormfalcons, 12 Strikehawks, 16 Stareagles, and all available Star Serpents / Sky Serpent fighters. From the Gaim we have, 1 Tiac Explorer, 6 Moas Gunships, 4 Suom Light Cruisers, and all available Koist fighters. The Pak'Ma'Ra Fleet consists of the following: 6 Pshul'shi Dreadnoughts, 3 Thar'not'ak Plasma Cruisers, 15 Sim'sall'e Transports, 19 Urik'hal Fast Destroyers, and all available Por'fa'tis fighters. Last but not least, The Vree 6 Pshul'shi Dreadnoughts, 3 Thar'not'ak Plasma Cruisers, 15 Sim'sall'e Transports, 19 Urik'hal Fast Destroyers, and all available Por'fa'tis fighters.
We will have First Ones, we're not sure how many. The point is that this is the greatest fleet ever assembled for a single purpose, and yet it might not be enough against both the Vorlons and Shadows." John admits
"We're still stuck between two giants playing a sandbox. I haven't brought you here to tell us how we win this. That wouldn't be fair to any of us. I asked you up here, if you know of any way we can get an edge over them."
"No sir. The final battle will be at Coriana VI. The Death Cloud is immense...there is one thing though sir, and it's gonna be a tough ask." I reply
"What is it, Mr Young"
I look at everyone gathered, including the League Ambassadors. They're all looking at me with hope in their eyes. It's a bit unnerving, the attention of a galaxy.
"We need to force the Shadows to Corinna 6. They need a reason to go there. The Vorlons will then follow and...then us."
"What kind of---" Sheridan realizes what I'm talking about.
"Open a channel to White Star 14 please Mr. Lennier." Sheridan orders
"Aye sir."
I force myself to look at Captain Ericcson, Bryan Cranston himself. Sheridan looks at me a final time, and I just simply nod.
"Yes." Ericcson replies as the view screen appears
"I'm re-encoding this message every ten seconds, so have your system keep up with us. I don't want to us to be intercepted."
Sheridan briefly pauses before getting into his message.
"Ericsson, a little while ago I said I might be asking a great deal of you, and your crew. I've just sent four more ships to rendezvous with your position. Once they arrive, you are to proceed to enter Shadow space. Your target is a small space on Door X7. "
"I know the one sir. But Captain, it's ten light minutes from one of the main staging areas. They'd be able to counter-attack almost instantly." he replies
" We're aware of that. We're transmitting a file on a sub-channel that contains information on a secret base near Corina 6. Most of the Fleet will be there when it goes online in 3 days. But Ericsson, if this information falls into the hands of the Shadows, it will launch an attack against that base before it goes operational."
"Don't worry sir, we don't let it fall into the wrong hands."
I fight exhaling. This is so painful to watch in real life let alone on the show.
"You misunderstand me, we want it to fall into their hands. We want them in the system in three days, we're planning a little party for them...but Ericsson if this information comes too easy, they won't believe it. We need them to believe it's real. Real enough to fight for, real enough to---you're not a married man are you Ericsson?"
He replies in the negative.
"Well, there's that at least." Sheridan replies
"What about the other ships?" Ericsson asks
"They have nothing of value. You'll provide cover allowing them to escape. Your ship has the only copy of this information. Ericsson, countless billions are counting on this, if there were any other way..."
"Understood sir."
"We'll put up a good fight."
"If there's anything you or your crew needs, anyone you need us to get a hold of..."
"They're Minbari Captain. They knew what they were signing up for. So did I."
"We've finished receiving the file. Captain, how long before the other ships get here?"
"10...maybe 12 hours."
"Then we'd better get ready. You can count on us sir. We'll get it done."
"I know you will." Sherdian's reply always gets me and it's no different here
Ericsson raises his arm in the Anla'Shok salute. In Valen's Name. Delenn and I return it. In Valen's Name. The screen goes dead replaced by the map. All of us sit down now. Digesting what we've done. Sheridan turns to me.
"You're sure this will work Mr. Young?"
"Oh it works hook line and sinker sir. Ericsson is true to his word."
"Then it's time to begin the final phase of the plan..."
"I have a personal request sir."
"Go on..."
"I wish to be on the White Star when we go into battle. I want to be there. I HAVE to be there."
"I'd prefer you to remain here, but you've earned this, so I grant permission for you to accompany us to Corina 6'
"Thank you sir."
Jan 27, 2261. The beginning of history. The end of the last age. The night before everything changed. I was there at the dawn of the third age of mankind, ten years after the Earth-Minbari War. The time I stood with legends and giants and witnessed history....and never flinched once.
January 27, 2261. The beginning of history. The Narn's are free. Londo has announced a complete withdrawal from Narn space effectively immediately. They will never again return. The Vorlons are still on the hunt. I am called up to the War Room as everyone is already seated. Lianna is on the line representing Promixa III. White Star 14 has just reported in about the Death Cloud. Sheridan looks at me and says.
"It's time to end this, Mr. Young. Once and for all. You saved Centauri Prime from the Vorlon's by giving them a heads up on what they needed to do, now we can focus on the inhabitants of Coriana 6. Proxima has generously loaned us half of their ships, but we'll be taking a third of that. We'll need all we can get to take on President Clark's forces when that time comes."
Sheridan points to the galactic map which has the entirety of our forces superimposed on it. He uses a little pointer to highlight all the ships.
"Our current combined force consists of the following: 120 White Stars, 30 Sharlin Class War Cruisers, and 130 Nial Fighters. The Narn have provided us with 1 Bin'Tak Dreadnaught,15 G'Quan heavycruisers, and all available Frazi fighters. Proxima has given us 25 Earth Force Dreadnaughts, and Destroyers, along with all their Thunderbolts and Starfuries, in addition we have the Thunderbolts and Starfuries from Babylon 5 as further support. The Abbai have given us 12 Lakara Cruisers, 6 Bimith Defenders, 10 Tiraca Attack Frigates, 4 Milani Carriers, 7 Shyaire Jammer Frigates, 4 Skiatha Escort Scouts, and all available Kotha fighters. The Brakiri, 36 Avioki Cruisers, 18 Halik Fighter-Killers, 2 Corumai Dreadnoughts, 4 Tashkat Advanced Cruisers, 2 Brokodos Battle Carriers, and all available Falkosi fighters. The Drazi...30 Sunhawks, 30 Warbirds, 6 Stormfalcons, 12 Strikehawks, 16 Stareagles, and all available Star Serpents / Sky Serpent fighters. From the Gaim we have, 1 Tiac Explorer, 6 Moas Gunships, 4 Suom Light Cruisers, and all available Koist fighters. The Pak'Ma'Ra Fleet consists of the following: 6 Pshul'shi Dreadnoughts, 3 Thar'not'ak Plasma Cruisers, 15 Sim'sall'e Transports, 19 Urik'hal Fast Destroyers, and all available Por'fa'tis fighters. Last but not least, The Vree 6 Pshul'shi Dreadnoughts, 3 Thar'not'ak Plasma Cruisers, 15 Sim'sall'e Transports, 19 Urik'hal Fast Destroyers, and all available Por'fa'tis fighters.
We will have First Ones, we're not sure how many. The point is that this is the greatest fleet ever assembled for a single purpose, and yet it might not be enough against both the Vorlons and Shadows." John admits
"We're still stuck between two giants playing a sandbox. I haven't brought you here to tell us how we win this. That wouldn't be fair to any of us. I asked you up here, if you know of any way we can get an edge over them."
"No sir. The final battle will be at Coriana VI. The Death Cloud is immense...there is one thing though sir, and it's gonna be a tough ask." I reply
"What is it, Mr Young"
I look at everyone gathered, including the League Ambassadors. They're all looking at me with hope in their eyes. It's a bit unnerving, the attention of a galaxy.
"We need to force the Shadows to Corinna 6. They need a reason to go there. The Vorlons will then follow and...then us."
"What kind of---" Sheridan realizes what I'm talking about.
"Open a channel to White Star 14 please Mr. Lennier." Sheridan orders
"Aye sir."
I force myself to look at Captain Ericcson, Bryan Cranston himself. Sheridan looks at me a final time, and I just simply nod.
"Yes." Ericcson replies as the view screen appears
"I'm re-encoding this message every ten seconds, so have your system keep up with us. I don't want to us to be intercepted."
Sheridan briefly pauses before getting into his message.
"Ericsson, a little while ago I said I might be asking a great deal of you, and your crew. I've just sent four more ships to rendezvous with your position. Once they arrive, you are to proceed to enter Shadow space. Your target is a small space on Door X7. "
"I know the one sir. But Captain, it's ten light minutes from one of the main staging areas. They'd be able to counter-attack almost instantly." he replies
" We're aware of that. We're transmitting a file on a sub-channel that contains information on a secret base near Corina 6. Most of the Fleet will be there when it goes online in 3 days. But Ericsson, if this information falls into the hands of the Shadows, it will launch an attack against that base before it goes operational."
"Don't worry sir, we don't let it fall into the wrong hands."
I fight exhaling. This is so painful to watch in real life let alone on the show.
"You misunderstand me, we want it to fall into their hands. We want them in the system in three days, we're planning a little party for them...but Ericsson if this information comes too easy, they won't believe it. We need them to believe it's real. Real enough to fight for, real enough to---you're not a married man are you Ericsson?"
He replies in the negative.
"Well, there's that at least." Sheridan replies
"What about the other ships?" Ericsson asks
"They have nothing of value. You'll provide cover allowing them to escape. Your ship has the only copy of this information. Ericsson, countless billions are counting on this, if there were any other way..."
"Understood sir."
"We'll put up a good fight."
"If there's anything you or your crew needs, anyone you need us to get a hold of..."
"They're Minbari Captain. They knew what they were signing up for. So did I."
"We've finished receiving the file. Captain, how long before the other ships get here?"
"10...maybe 12 hours."
"Then we'd better get ready. You can count on us sir. We'll get it done."
"I know you will." Sherdian's reply always gets me and it's no different here
Ericsson raises his arm in the Anla'Shok salute. In Valen's Name. Delenn and I return it. In Valen's Name. The screen goes dead replaced by the map. All of us sit down now. Digesting what we've done. Sheridan turns to me.
"You're sure this will work Mr. Young?"
"Oh it works hook line and sinker sir. Ericsson is true to his word."
"Then it's time to begin the final phase of the plan..."
"I have a personal request sir."
"Go on..."
"I wish to be on the White Star when we go into battle. I want to be there. I HAVE to be there."
"I'd prefer you to remain here, but you've earned this, so I grant permission for you to accompany us to Corina 6'
"Thank you sir."
Jan 27, 2261. The beginning of history. The end of the last age. The night before everything changed. I was there at the dawn of the third age of mankind, ten years after the Earth-Minbari War. The time I stood with legends and giants and witnessed history....and never flinched once.
Chapter 58: The Battle of Coriana VI Part Two
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The preparation for the final conflict in the Second Shadow War has begun. Susan and Marcus have left to go on one last final mission to find any First Ones with Lorien. They continue to get closer as Susan begins to lower her personal shields. The ships from Proxima III arrive, including the EAS Alexander placed under the command of the newly promoted Captain Ryan, and the EAS Agamemnon which has successfully flocked over to our side, under command of Captain James formerly Sheridan's XO. They're quickly assigned to a designated staging area between Babylon 5 and Corina 6 and to await further orders. The Centauri have appointed Londo, Acting Prime Minister, and he has been working with Milo Virini to continue to make sure they didn't miss any Shadow agents still on the planet. Knowing the Drakh, they wait until just after the war is over to make their presence known.
I put on my uniform carefully. I will be heading out with Sheridan and Delenn, as White Star 2 will be leading an attack to take out a Vorlon observation post. I contemplate my feelings about this whole ordeal. The me that arrived two years ago would be scared shitless going into a battle like this, even knowing that I won't face any personal combat, and or participating in anyway...nevertheless going into a fight would scare the shit out of me. My door chime goes off.
"Come."
Garibaldi enters, which surprises me. I was expecting John telling me we were ready to go.
"Michael...what's up?"
"I uh...I just wanted to thank you for everything you've done for me." he taps his head
"You're very welcome, but I've told you several times...I owe you the most out of everyone else here. You saved my life that first day here. I would probably be dead and not known any of the experiences I've had the past two years..."
"OH shit, that's right. We just past your second anniversary of your---Arrival. We'll have to throw you a party when this is all over. Assuming we win."
"We're going to win, Michael. We have one of the greatest modern military tacticians leading the single biggest gathered fleet in known history. Plus you guys, have the ace in the hole---me. The Shadows and Vorlons don't know that I know how this resolves. If needed...I'm prepared to tell them."
"Does Sheridan know this?" Garibaldi asks as he picks up a baseball I have on my desk and tosses it up and down.
"He'll know it when I address the two groups..."
"You're pretty confident this is going to still go like in the show---what if it doesn't"
"There are always variables true. But so far thing have proceeded as I have foreseen." I say
The only thing really different is the acceleration of the stuff on Centauri Prime. Interesting that...
"That's a terrible impression of the Emperor." he tosses me the ball and I catch it
"Really? I find your lack of appreciation---disturbing." I reply smiling
"Just terrible. Have you spoken with Lianna before today?"
"Two days ago, at our last session."
"You miss her..."
"Like you wouldn't believe. It's strange. We just had that one night...I know I've talked about this before, but I never expected..."
"You never expected the feelings that would create?"
"Yeah. I've gotten to know her pretty well over the last few months...Michael...I know we talked about my intentions last year, but when the wars are both over I--"
"Whoa there cowboy. I understand having those kind of strong feeling for someone, but I'd hold off on popping that question. At least for the immediate time."
He puts his hand on my shoulder and grips it.
"I was mostly just busting your balls when we had that talk last year, I know how you feel about her, I know it's changed how you feel about Susan, I couldn't have wanted a better, more kinder person to be Lianna's partner. You both have my blessing for whatever it is you both plan on doing."
"Thank you Michael." We both hug.
My link goes off.
"Sheridan to Young...we're ready." He says simply
"I'll be there in less than fifteen minutes sir."
"What is it you say, Good Journey?" Garibaldi asks
"That's right. Not ever goodbye, but Good Journey." I say as I head out of my quarters.
"No attempting to hack my files either while I'm gone!"
"Oh no no. Wouldn't dream of it."
"Liar. Baseball and Looney Tunes Adventures on me when I get back."
"I'll hold you to that."
I head through customs and into the docking bay where I board a shuttle. Sheridan and Delenn greet me.
"Are you ready for this?" Sheridan asks
"As I'll ever be, sir." He just nods
We are carried over to White Star 2. Most of the White Star fleet are crewed by a combination of Minbari Religious Caste members, and Rangers. I have attempted to read the technical schematics and learn the basic operating systems, but they're HIGHLY complicated. Mostly in Minbari---so everything is based on three's---yes---including their software interaction OS. So far right now I can press the button for weapons, and that's about it. The shuttle docks on the White Star as Lennier greets us, we exchange bows. He leads us through the ship as we enter the bridge. The White Star gives me a different feeling than say---the Enterprises from Star Trek, or even Serenity from Firefly, it is eloquent but practical. Not only that but it's organic as well thanks to the Vorlon tech in it. I'm half surprised that the Vorlons didn't decide to put in some kind of nasty ass virus to use against us...but they're not villains, they're just as sick and tired of the Shadows shit as we are. No pep talk from Sheridan as he orders Lennier to set a course for the Observation Base. I see they've installed chairs since I was last on White Star Prime. I sit down in one near Sheridan's chair. He nods.
Delenn comes over to me as we enter hyperspace.
"How are you doing?" she asks
"Honestly...I'm a little overwhelmed right now. All of this is so surreal to me...still."
"You think that is strange?" she replies
"Uh yeah. All of this has been strange Delenn, from the very beginning. I don't mean strange in a bad way either. I just mean..."
"Strange." she says smiling
"Yeah I know what you're thinking, us humans with our strange grasp of our language."
She chuckles. That musical harmony. I look over at Sheridan who is already going over reports. You lucky bastard.
"I think I understand what you are talking about. You have been living---what previously you have only seen on...vids. You are witnessing history, again what was once fiction, has become reality. It would be...strange for anyone in your position I think."
"Exactly."
"Are you nervous?"
"No, not exactly. I'll be fine once things start to happen. It's just this weird anticipation."
"Of things you know...or waiting for to happen?" she offers and I nod
Delenn and I continue to make small talk as we take time to reach our destination. The rest of the White Stars assigned to this mission begin to enter into attack formation alongside us.
"Formation Alpha, ladies and gentlemen. Let's do this." Sheridan orders through the comm as the Observation Post looms on screen. I see White Stars begin to veer off as Vorlon fighters engage. Only the ending of this was shown on the episode so I have no idea how this is approached, so I just sit and watch. We engage the Vorlons...and it is a fierce fight. Eventually though we get a handle on things and are about to take out the observation post.
"White Star 9 break off and target their forward guns." Sheridan orders
"Their forward screens are down."
"Tactical squadron, follow is in."
We converge on the observation post now with our laser batteries unleashing hell and in a blaze of light---the observation post explodes. It's done.
"Observation post destroyed." Lennier reports
"Good. We can proceed to the rendezvous' point without being watched." Sheridan says winking at me
Damn. That was why we were engaging this...so many things. Delenn sees me agitated and just puts her arm on my arm.
"Make the jump to hyper space Mr. Lennier."
He does so and as we enter hyperspace---the brown and purple eddies surround us in this...strange construct of space...I stand up as I see them all for the first time. Thousands of ships.
"My Rao..." I breathe
"Look at it. Thousands of ships. Over two dozen races working together, for the first time."
The beginnings of the Interstellar Alliance. I can't help but marvel.
"You put together a hell of a team, Delenn. You should be proud. Win, lose, or draw, we'll go down fighting, isn't that right Mr. Young?"
"Yes sir."
"Pour it on Mr. Lennier....take us into the fire."
We continue towards destiny.
The preparation for the final conflict in the Second Shadow War has begun. Susan and Marcus have left to go on one last final mission to find any First Ones with Lorien. They continue to get closer as Susan begins to lower her personal shields. The ships from Proxima III arrive, including the EAS Alexander placed under the command of the newly promoted Captain Ryan, and the EAS Agamemnon which has successfully flocked over to our side, under command of Captain James formerly Sheridan's XO. They're quickly assigned to a designated staging area between Babylon 5 and Corina 6 and to await further orders. The Centauri have appointed Londo, Acting Prime Minister, and he has been working with Milo Virini to continue to make sure they didn't miss any Shadow agents still on the planet. Knowing the Drakh, they wait until just after the war is over to make their presence known.
I put on my uniform carefully. I will be heading out with Sheridan and Delenn, as White Star 2 will be leading an attack to take out a Vorlon observation post. I contemplate my feelings about this whole ordeal. The me that arrived two years ago would be scared shitless going into a battle like this, even knowing that I won't face any personal combat, and or participating in anyway...nevertheless going into a fight would scare the shit out of me. My door chime goes off.
"Come."
Garibaldi enters, which surprises me. I was expecting John telling me we were ready to go.
"Michael...what's up?"
"I uh...I just wanted to thank you for everything you've done for me." he taps his head
"You're very welcome, but I've told you several times...I owe you the most out of everyone else here. You saved my life that first day here. I would probably be dead and not known any of the experiences I've had the past two years..."
"OH shit, that's right. We just past your second anniversary of your---Arrival. We'll have to throw you a party when this is all over. Assuming we win."
"We're going to win, Michael. We have one of the greatest modern military tacticians leading the single biggest gathered fleet in known history. Plus you guys, have the ace in the hole---me. The Shadows and Vorlons don't know that I know how this resolves. If needed...I'm prepared to tell them."
"Does Sheridan know this?" Garibaldi asks as he picks up a baseball I have on my desk and tosses it up and down.
"He'll know it when I address the two groups..."
"You're pretty confident this is going to still go like in the show---what if it doesn't"
"There are always variables true. But so far thing have proceeded as I have foreseen." I say
The only thing really different is the acceleration of the stuff on Centauri Prime. Interesting that...
"That's a terrible impression of the Emperor." he tosses me the ball and I catch it
"Really? I find your lack of appreciation---disturbing." I reply smiling
"Just terrible. Have you spoken with Lianna before today?"
"Two days ago, at our last session."
"You miss her..."
"Like you wouldn't believe. It's strange. We just had that one night...I know I've talked about this before, but I never expected..."
"You never expected the feelings that would create?"
"Yeah. I've gotten to know her pretty well over the last few months...Michael...I know we talked about my intentions last year, but when the wars are both over I--"
"Whoa there cowboy. I understand having those kind of strong feeling for someone, but I'd hold off on popping that question. At least for the immediate time."
He puts his hand on my shoulder and grips it.
"I was mostly just busting your balls when we had that talk last year, I know how you feel about her, I know it's changed how you feel about Susan, I couldn't have wanted a better, more kinder person to be Lianna's partner. You both have my blessing for whatever it is you both plan on doing."
"Thank you Michael." We both hug.
My link goes off.
"Sheridan to Young...we're ready." He says simply
"I'll be there in less than fifteen minutes sir."
"What is it you say, Good Journey?" Garibaldi asks
"That's right. Not ever goodbye, but Good Journey." I say as I head out of my quarters.
"No attempting to hack my files either while I'm gone!"
"Oh no no. Wouldn't dream of it."
"Liar. Baseball and Looney Tunes Adventures on me when I get back."
"I'll hold you to that."
I head through customs and into the docking bay where I board a shuttle. Sheridan and Delenn greet me.
"Are you ready for this?" Sheridan asks
"As I'll ever be, sir." He just nods
We are carried over to White Star 2. Most of the White Star fleet are crewed by a combination of Minbari Religious Caste members, and Rangers. I have attempted to read the technical schematics and learn the basic operating systems, but they're HIGHLY complicated. Mostly in Minbari---so everything is based on three's---yes---including their software interaction OS. So far right now I can press the button for weapons, and that's about it. The shuttle docks on the White Star as Lennier greets us, we exchange bows. He leads us through the ship as we enter the bridge. The White Star gives me a different feeling than say---the Enterprises from Star Trek, or even Serenity from Firefly, it is eloquent but practical. Not only that but it's organic as well thanks to the Vorlon tech in it. I'm half surprised that the Vorlons didn't decide to put in some kind of nasty ass virus to use against us...but they're not villains, they're just as sick and tired of the Shadows shit as we are. No pep talk from Sheridan as he orders Lennier to set a course for the Observation Base. I see they've installed chairs since I was last on White Star Prime. I sit down in one near Sheridan's chair. He nods.
Delenn comes over to me as we enter hyperspace.
"How are you doing?" she asks
"Honestly...I'm a little overwhelmed right now. All of this is so surreal to me...still."
"You think that is strange?" she replies
"Uh yeah. All of this has been strange Delenn, from the very beginning. I don't mean strange in a bad way either. I just mean..."
"Strange." she says smiling
"Yeah I know what you're thinking, us humans with our strange grasp of our language."
She chuckles. That musical harmony. I look over at Sheridan who is already going over reports. You lucky bastard.
"I think I understand what you are talking about. You have been living---what previously you have only seen on...vids. You are witnessing history, again what was once fiction, has become reality. It would be...strange for anyone in your position I think."
"Exactly."
"Are you nervous?"
"No, not exactly. I'll be fine once things start to happen. It's just this weird anticipation."
"Of things you know...or waiting for to happen?" she offers and I nod
Delenn and I continue to make small talk as we take time to reach our destination. The rest of the White Stars assigned to this mission begin to enter into attack formation alongside us.
"Formation Alpha, ladies and gentlemen. Let's do this." Sheridan orders through the comm as the Observation Post looms on screen. I see White Stars begin to veer off as Vorlon fighters engage. Only the ending of this was shown on the episode so I have no idea how this is approached, so I just sit and watch. We engage the Vorlons...and it is a fierce fight. Eventually though we get a handle on things and are about to take out the observation post.
"White Star 9 break off and target their forward guns." Sheridan orders
"Their forward screens are down."
"Tactical squadron, follow is in."
We converge on the observation post now with our laser batteries unleashing hell and in a blaze of light---the observation post explodes. It's done.
"Observation post destroyed." Lennier reports
"Good. We can proceed to the rendezvous' point without being watched." Sheridan says winking at me
Damn. That was why we were engaging this...so many things. Delenn sees me agitated and just puts her arm on my arm.
"Make the jump to hyper space Mr. Lennier."
He does so and as we enter hyperspace---the brown and purple eddies surround us in this...strange construct of space...I stand up as I see them all for the first time. Thousands of ships.
"My Rao..." I breathe
"Look at it. Thousands of ships. Over two dozen races working together, for the first time."
The beginnings of the Interstellar Alliance. I can't help but marvel.
"You put together a hell of a team, Delenn. You should be proud. Win, lose, or draw, we'll go down fighting, isn't that right Mr. Young?"
"Yes sir."
"Pour it on Mr. Lennier....take us into the fire."
We continue towards destiny.
Chapter 59: The Battle of Coriana VI: The Conclusion
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The fleet enters regular space in the Corina System. It is quite the site seeing thousands of ships enter a solar system from hyperspace. All the Jumpgate portals reminds me of the Avengers Assemble scene from "Avengers: Endgame" back home. Delenn reports to Sheridan.
"I've just heard from Ivanova. They've found all the remaining First Ones, and she's sent them to the rendezvous point. She was about to follow, but I told her to wait for confirmation. John...we have so many ships. One more ship won't matter."
"I promised her she'd be here with the Fleet at the end. I owe it to her to keep that promise. Tell her to come on in and haul ass." Sheridan replies
"Very well, I'll tell her to...haul...ass, but that seems a very undignified position for someone to command the fleet."
I chuckle. Some time passes as Susan's White Star exits hyperspace to join us.
"Ivanova to White Star 2, do you receive?" she asks
"Susan, you made it." Sheridan says after pressing the comm button installed in his arm rest.
"You think I'd miss a party like this?" she asks
"Listen, Lorien wants to come aboard ASAP. You okay with that?"
"Fine, fine. I'll send a shuttle."
"Captain, what's our status?" she asks
"Everything is in place. We're ready as we'll ever..."
"Captain...I Think they're coming..."
They've started the battle earlier than I anticipated or remembered
"They're heading straight for each other. As if we don't matter." Sheridan grumbles.
"Well...let's get their attention. Which of our nukes are in that area?" he asks
"Five, Seven, and 12."
"Fire control to my station, Mr. Lennier." he orders
"Aye sir."
He looks at me and I nod.
"Morning gentlemen. This is your wake up call." he presses the button and explosions rock the view screens as the nukes go off. John activates the external comm.
"This is Captain John Sheridan to the Vorlon Fleet, Corina 6 is a low tech planet, The Shadows forced them to allow a base on their planet. It's not their fault, you can't just destroy a planet of billions of people---for that." he says
I start to feel frustration. Lyta joins me at my side.
"They're pissed." she says to Sheridan
"No response." Lennier said
"Captain, they may not be even listening to us." I say as Sheridan turns to Lyta
"Lyta you were close to the Vorlons..."
As much as one is when used as a vassal and turned into one of the most dangerous biological weapons known to the universe...
"They responded before to a telepathic message, can you send it again? Tell them we need to talk." he orders
"I'll try." she replies
Do or do not. There is no try. Not now. Not with the stakes so high---as I finish that thought I swear she turns to look at me with those black blood eyes when she's in full telepath mode. Semi-Controlled Dark Phoenix. Don't fuck with her.
"Anything yet?"
"No nothing."
Delenn has rejoined John at his side. I stare at the view screen. I know what must be done.
"We need Lorien." I say...aloud
"He is still on his way." Delenn reports
"This won't end without his presence." I say
"What do you mean?" Sheridan asks
"They're ignoring us on purpose, Captain. We're literally insignificant to to them. Like ants on a hill for us. But Lorien---he's hallowed by both of them. They'll listen to him."
Lorien is their literal God figure.
"Damn it. I just can't sit by and watch an innocent planet be vaporized because they were being at the wrong place at the wrong time."
"John...we were going to have the First Ones in reserve." Delenn points out
"We can't wait that long any longer. Mr. Lennier send in the big boys." he says and Lennier confirms
In all their glory and ancient weirdness the First One ships enter the foray and take out the Vorlon planet killer. The sheer power of their weapons is incomprehensible to describe. They are billions of years ahead of us technologically. They make nukes look like a slap on the wrist.
"Come on you bastards, talk to us."
"I am intercepting a message from the Vorlons---they're sending for reinforcements." Lennier responds
This is beginning to look worse than Helm's Deep. Those reinforcements would be the planet killer that was at Centuari Prime two days ago.
Lorien then finally enters the bridge, sweeping in like the graceful being he is. I can not help but still stare in awe. I can not accurately nor properly describe the feeling I have when in his presence. It is unlike anything I've ever felt towards a person---ever. The closest feeling I can describe is---holy. He radiates TIME itself. It is again, difficult to describe.
"Lorien, you've seen?" Sheridan asks
"Yes."
"Can you try to get through to them?"
Lorien looks at me and I nod my head.
"It is time." I reply
Then Lyta whirls around and addresses us.
"There is nothing to tell." says the Voice as her eyes have turned blue now---Vorlon.
"You thought we could not touch you, you were wrong."
"Jealous bastards--" I say aloud not helping it. Then just then the three of us---Sheridan, Delenn, and myself are enveloped in a energy field. I was not expecting this but should have. We're in some kind of black void.
"I can see them..." I say...
"Adam?" I hear Delenn
"Yes Delenn. I'm here. So is John. It's time to end this now."
"Where are you? Show Yourselves!" Sheridan exclaims
"We are here. We do not understand you. We only want to help you." The Vorlons
"You're destroying entire worlds! " Sheridan says
Delenn goes through her own thing being confronted by those from her past and present. Sheridan continues to prod them both. While I await my turn. The Shadow and Vorlon representatives finally appear. The Shadow points at me finally.
"We do not understand your presence in this construct. Why are you hear?" they ask
"I don't know." I reply honestly.
"Deception." it replies
I exhale.
"I'm not lying, Shadow. I do not know nor understand why I am here." I reply honestly
"Who are you?" asks the Vorlon and I chuckle
"Who are you, what do you want eh? The old sales pitches. You both are nothing more than glorified galactic sales people. Who am I? What do I want? Two questions, over and over for millions of years, if not BILLIONS, and for what? What?! You have both wasted everything that you were supposed to be here to do. I am Adam Christopher Young, a human from another reality, 32 years old, and what I want is for this war to be over!"
I shake my head
"You allowed jealousy and pettiness to deter you both from your actual jobs. Not to pull us into whatever little squabbles you wanted to instigate. I understand both your stances. They're both wrong. You've ended up killing trillions of life forms over the the last billion years...and for what? What it comes down to---is that you have done this for absolutely nothing. Because you're still---deep down---children---afraid of the future. I can tell you as someone who IS afraid of the future---this is no way to act. You should have been different. You should have been our protectors and teachers. Not our manipulators and slaughters. Your time is over and done with. It's OUR TIME NOW. It's time that we grow up, and are allowed to make our own mistakes. Evolve on our own. You've failed us...it's time for you both to get the hell out of our galaxy!!!!"
Sheridan finishes his own iconic lines from the show. Order and Chaos. Facade. Eliminating the message-not just the messenger. Lorien then appears.
"Quickly, take my hand, you've let them see. You've let them know." I reach out for Lorien as does John and Delenn and we're ripped back into reality from the ethertime we were just in.
"I'm fine, I'm fine." Sheridan says
"Captain Look!" Lennier exclaims
"My Rao...they've engaged the Shadow Cloud. We're all about to be zapped of energy." I state watching the darkness once again envelop everything.
Ivanova is then brought up on comm.
"Ivanova, did you see it? Did the Fleet hear what they said?" Sheridan asks
"Yes sir, but then the Cloud came up all around us..." she tails off
"Picking up thousands of missiles all around us. Extreme cold's shut down the jump engines. Not just ours, but the entire fleet."
"I think you pissed them off Mr. Young..."
"No, this is still par for the course....John...it's up to you now. They are giving you one last chance to make a pitch to them."
"Choose your words wisely." Lorien finishes for me
There is a pause that feels like it lasts for eternity, then Sheridan digs in to them.
"The Vorlons ask only one question over and over: Who are you? You, for you the question is, what do you want?I have never heard you answer that question. Who are you? What do you want? You don't know, do you? You've been fighting each other so long, you've forgotten. You've lost your way. So how can you guide us? How can we learn who we are and what we want if you don't even know it anymore? It doesn't matter which side wins this today. A thousand years from now, it'll start all over again. You're as trapped in this cycle as much as we are. But we can't afford it anymore. We don't need it. We don't need you. We've learned how to stand on our own. We'll make mistakes, but they'll be our mistakes, not yours. Your secret is out. All these other races know you for who you are. So, what now" Sheridan says epicly
"You do not speak for the rest. They will not follow, if you're dead." The Shadow voice says
"Picking up a missile on direct approach." Lennier reports
A Drazi ship heroically streaks in front of the missile, sacrificing itself for Sheridan. I grimace. The explosion lights up the screen. ENOUGH OF THIS!
"What ship was that?"
"A Drazi Warship, The Strakath." Lennier replies
"They took the hit for us. The other ships are moving in, surrounding us. The others have rejected you. How do you have a war when no one will fight for either of you? We refuse to take sides in this anymore. And we refuse to let you turn us against one another! We know who we are now. We can find our own way between order and chaos. You can kill us......one by one, and those who follow us and those who follow them... ...on and on, every race, every planet, until there's no one left to kill. You will have failed as guardians. And you will be alone. It's over because we've decided it's over! Now get the hell out of our galaxy! Both of you!" Sheridan roars and I almost cheer
Lorien approaches. The parent addressing his children.
"As I taught you then stepped aside, you must now do the same. Our age is past. This one now belongs to the younger ones. They have learned to stand on their own. They have learned to...understand." He says to them
"Will you come with us?" asks the Shadow like a child, I've always been affected with how this line was deliberately given
"I Have been here since the beginning. I will not leave you now. I will go with you beyond the rim, and we will see again all those who left us behind. All those who we have missed for so long."
"Then we won't be alone?"
"No."
Lorien then morphs into his energy form...and a rip in space time opens as I watch the three of them leave.
"I waited a long time for someone to find me. Now, like the others, I find I hate to leave. But none of us can stay behind this time. That was why it was necessary to find all the remaining First Ones. This......is yours now. And you have an obligation..to do as we have done...to teach the races, that will follow you...and when your time comes, as ours has, to step aside... ...and allow them to grow into their own destiny. If your races survive... ...if you do not killl yourselves......I look forward to the day when your people join us... ...beyond the Rim. We will wait for you." and then just like that it closes and it's gone
"It's over." I say to everyone.
"It's over." John says hugging Delenn.
"I'm receiving a message from the EAS Alexander...it's for Mr. Young."
"Put it through Lennier." Sheridan
"Captain Ryan. It's good to see you."
"You as well Captain Sheridan, congratulations, that was a wild one. I have a request from a certain someone to board your White Star."
"Who?" Sheridan asks
Lianna appears on screen in uniform looking marvelous as usual.
"Lianna!" I exclaim
"Hello Adam."
I turn to Sheridan
"Permission to meet Major Kemmer at the shuttle bay?" I ask excitedly
Sheridan laughs.
"Permission granted. Mr. Young."
I quickly dart out of the bridge and head for the shuttle bay.
January 28. 2261. I was there at the dawn of the third age of mankind. Ten years after the Earth-Minbari War. I have just stood toe to toe with giants and helped ushered in a new age. An age of possibilities. I have 20 years left in this place. More than time enough to enact the kind of changes I want to implement now. But first---first though---it's time to have a party. It's time to celebrate! We've earned this!
The fleet enters regular space in the Corina System. It is quite the site seeing thousands of ships enter a solar system from hyperspace. All the Jumpgate portals reminds me of the Avengers Assemble scene from "Avengers: Endgame" back home. Delenn reports to Sheridan.
"I've just heard from Ivanova. They've found all the remaining First Ones, and she's sent them to the rendezvous point. She was about to follow, but I told her to wait for confirmation. John...we have so many ships. One more ship won't matter."
"I promised her she'd be here with the Fleet at the end. I owe it to her to keep that promise. Tell her to come on in and haul ass." Sheridan replies
"Very well, I'll tell her to...haul...ass, but that seems a very undignified position for someone to command the fleet."
I chuckle. Some time passes as Susan's White Star exits hyperspace to join us.
"Ivanova to White Star 2, do you receive?" she asks
"Susan, you made it." Sheridan says after pressing the comm button installed in his arm rest.
"You think I'd miss a party like this?" she asks
"Listen, Lorien wants to come aboard ASAP. You okay with that?"
"Fine, fine. I'll send a shuttle."
"Captain, what's our status?" she asks
"Everything is in place. We're ready as we'll ever..."
"Captain...I Think they're coming..."
They've started the battle earlier than I anticipated or remembered
"They're heading straight for each other. As if we don't matter." Sheridan grumbles.
"Well...let's get their attention. Which of our nukes are in that area?" he asks
"Five, Seven, and 12."
"Fire control to my station, Mr. Lennier." he orders
"Aye sir."
He looks at me and I nod.
"Morning gentlemen. This is your wake up call." he presses the button and explosions rock the view screens as the nukes go off. John activates the external comm.
"This is Captain John Sheridan to the Vorlon Fleet, Corina 6 is a low tech planet, The Shadows forced them to allow a base on their planet. It's not their fault, you can't just destroy a planet of billions of people---for that." he says
I start to feel frustration. Lyta joins me at my side.
"They're pissed." she says to Sheridan
"No response." Lennier said
"Captain, they may not be even listening to us." I say as Sheridan turns to Lyta
"Lyta you were close to the Vorlons..."
As much as one is when used as a vassal and turned into one of the most dangerous biological weapons known to the universe...
"They responded before to a telepathic message, can you send it again? Tell them we need to talk." he orders
"I'll try." she replies
Do or do not. There is no try. Not now. Not with the stakes so high---as I finish that thought I swear she turns to look at me with those black blood eyes when she's in full telepath mode. Semi-Controlled Dark Phoenix. Don't fuck with her.
"Anything yet?"
"No nothing."
Delenn has rejoined John at his side. I stare at the view screen. I know what must be done.
"We need Lorien." I say...aloud
"He is still on his way." Delenn reports
"This won't end without his presence." I say
"What do you mean?" Sheridan asks
"They're ignoring us on purpose, Captain. We're literally insignificant to to them. Like ants on a hill for us. But Lorien---he's hallowed by both of them. They'll listen to him."
Lorien is their literal God figure.
"Damn it. I just can't sit by and watch an innocent planet be vaporized because they were being at the wrong place at the wrong time."
"John...we were going to have the First Ones in reserve." Delenn points out
"We can't wait that long any longer. Mr. Lennier send in the big boys." he says and Lennier confirms
In all their glory and ancient weirdness the First One ships enter the foray and take out the Vorlon planet killer. The sheer power of their weapons is incomprehensible to describe. They are billions of years ahead of us technologically. They make nukes look like a slap on the wrist.
"Come on you bastards, talk to us."
"I am intercepting a message from the Vorlons---they're sending for reinforcements." Lennier responds
This is beginning to look worse than Helm's Deep. Those reinforcements would be the planet killer that was at Centuari Prime two days ago.
Lorien then finally enters the bridge, sweeping in like the graceful being he is. I can not help but still stare in awe. I can not accurately nor properly describe the feeling I have when in his presence. It is unlike anything I've ever felt towards a person---ever. The closest feeling I can describe is---holy. He radiates TIME itself. It is again, difficult to describe.
"Lorien, you've seen?" Sheridan asks
"Yes."
"Can you try to get through to them?"
Lorien looks at me and I nod my head.
"It is time." I reply
Then Lyta whirls around and addresses us.
"There is nothing to tell." says the Voice as her eyes have turned blue now---Vorlon.
"You thought we could not touch you, you were wrong."
"Jealous bastards--" I say aloud not helping it. Then just then the three of us---Sheridan, Delenn, and myself are enveloped in a energy field. I was not expecting this but should have. We're in some kind of black void.
"I can see them..." I say...
"Adam?" I hear Delenn
"Yes Delenn. I'm here. So is John. It's time to end this now."
"Where are you? Show Yourselves!" Sheridan exclaims
"We are here. We do not understand you. We only want to help you." The Vorlons
"You're destroying entire worlds! " Sheridan says
Delenn goes through her own thing being confronted by those from her past and present. Sheridan continues to prod them both. While I await my turn. The Shadow and Vorlon representatives finally appear. The Shadow points at me finally.
"We do not understand your presence in this construct. Why are you hear?" they ask
"I don't know." I reply honestly.
"Deception." it replies
I exhale.
"I'm not lying, Shadow. I do not know nor understand why I am here." I reply honestly
"Who are you?" asks the Vorlon and I chuckle
"Who are you, what do you want eh? The old sales pitches. You both are nothing more than glorified galactic sales people. Who am I? What do I want? Two questions, over and over for millions of years, if not BILLIONS, and for what? What?! You have both wasted everything that you were supposed to be here to do. I am Adam Christopher Young, a human from another reality, 32 years old, and what I want is for this war to be over!"
I shake my head
"You allowed jealousy and pettiness to deter you both from your actual jobs. Not to pull us into whatever little squabbles you wanted to instigate. I understand both your stances. They're both wrong. You've ended up killing trillions of life forms over the the last billion years...and for what? What it comes down to---is that you have done this for absolutely nothing. Because you're still---deep down---children---afraid of the future. I can tell you as someone who IS afraid of the future---this is no way to act. You should have been different. You should have been our protectors and teachers. Not our manipulators and slaughters. Your time is over and done with. It's OUR TIME NOW. It's time that we grow up, and are allowed to make our own mistakes. Evolve on our own. You've failed us...it's time for you both to get the hell out of our galaxy!!!!"
Sheridan finishes his own iconic lines from the show. Order and Chaos. Facade. Eliminating the message-not just the messenger. Lorien then appears.
"Quickly, take my hand, you've let them see. You've let them know." I reach out for Lorien as does John and Delenn and we're ripped back into reality from the ethertime we were just in.
"I'm fine, I'm fine." Sheridan says
"Captain Look!" Lennier exclaims
"My Rao...they've engaged the Shadow Cloud. We're all about to be zapped of energy." I state watching the darkness once again envelop everything.
Ivanova is then brought up on comm.
"Ivanova, did you see it? Did the Fleet hear what they said?" Sheridan asks
"Yes sir, but then the Cloud came up all around us..." she tails off
"Picking up thousands of missiles all around us. Extreme cold's shut down the jump engines. Not just ours, but the entire fleet."
"I think you pissed them off Mr. Young..."
"No, this is still par for the course....John...it's up to you now. They are giving you one last chance to make a pitch to them."
"Choose your words wisely." Lorien finishes for me
There is a pause that feels like it lasts for eternity, then Sheridan digs in to them.
"The Vorlons ask only one question over and over: Who are you? You, for you the question is, what do you want?I have never heard you answer that question. Who are you? What do you want? You don't know, do you? You've been fighting each other so long, you've forgotten. You've lost your way. So how can you guide us? How can we learn who we are and what we want if you don't even know it anymore? It doesn't matter which side wins this today. A thousand years from now, it'll start all over again. You're as trapped in this cycle as much as we are. But we can't afford it anymore. We don't need it. We don't need you. We've learned how to stand on our own. We'll make mistakes, but they'll be our mistakes, not yours. Your secret is out. All these other races know you for who you are. So, what now" Sheridan says epicly
"You do not speak for the rest. They will not follow, if you're dead." The Shadow voice says
"Picking up a missile on direct approach." Lennier reports
A Drazi ship heroically streaks in front of the missile, sacrificing itself for Sheridan. I grimace. The explosion lights up the screen. ENOUGH OF THIS!
"What ship was that?"
"A Drazi Warship, The Strakath." Lennier replies
"They took the hit for us. The other ships are moving in, surrounding us. The others have rejected you. How do you have a war when no one will fight for either of you? We refuse to take sides in this anymore. And we refuse to let you turn us against one another! We know who we are now. We can find our own way between order and chaos. You can kill us......one by one, and those who follow us and those who follow them... ...on and on, every race, every planet, until there's no one left to kill. You will have failed as guardians. And you will be alone. It's over because we've decided it's over! Now get the hell out of our galaxy! Both of you!" Sheridan roars and I almost cheer
Lorien approaches. The parent addressing his children.
"As I taught you then stepped aside, you must now do the same. Our age is past. This one now belongs to the younger ones. They have learned to stand on their own. They have learned to...understand." He says to them
"Will you come with us?" asks the Shadow like a child, I've always been affected with how this line was deliberately given
"I Have been here since the beginning. I will not leave you now. I will go with you beyond the rim, and we will see again all those who left us behind. All those who we have missed for so long."
"Then we won't be alone?"
"No."
Lorien then morphs into his energy form...and a rip in space time opens as I watch the three of them leave.
"I waited a long time for someone to find me. Now, like the others, I find I hate to leave. But none of us can stay behind this time. That was why it was necessary to find all the remaining First Ones. This......is yours now. And you have an obligation..to do as we have done...to teach the races, that will follow you...and when your time comes, as ours has, to step aside... ...and allow them to grow into their own destiny. If your races survive... ...if you do not killl yourselves......I look forward to the day when your people join us... ...beyond the Rim. We will wait for you." and then just like that it closes and it's gone
"It's over." I say to everyone.
"It's over." John says hugging Delenn.
"I'm receiving a message from the EAS Alexander...it's for Mr. Young."
"Put it through Lennier." Sheridan
"Captain Ryan. It's good to see you."
"You as well Captain Sheridan, congratulations, that was a wild one. I have a request from a certain someone to board your White Star."
"Who?" Sheridan asks
Lianna appears on screen in uniform looking marvelous as usual.
"Lianna!" I exclaim
"Hello Adam."
I turn to Sheridan
"Permission to meet Major Kemmer at the shuttle bay?" I ask excitedly
Sheridan laughs.
"Permission granted. Mr. Young."
I quickly dart out of the bridge and head for the shuttle bay.
January 28. 2261. I was there at the dawn of the third age of mankind. Ten years after the Earth-Minbari War. I have just stood toe to toe with giants and helped ushered in a new age. An age of possibilities. I have 20 years left in this place. More than time enough to enact the kind of changes I want to implement now. But first---first though---it's time to have a party. It's time to celebrate! We've earned this!
Chapter 60: Celebration
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The Shadow War is over. For the first time in recorded galactic history, the younger races are on our own. Finally standing on our own two feet. Making our own mistakes, and believe me---we still have plenty of mistakes to come.
Lianna crashes into me at customs as I fall over and she and I start kissing. The station is full celebration mode right now, as people are dancing, and hardstyle music pounds on the speakers throughout the place, as per my request. Not that shit they had playing on the show because they had no budget for rights. The two of us pry ourselves off the deck and hand in hand make way for my quarters, once we get in we start to strip off each other's uniforms. Slowly, but surely with passion and tenderness...we head towards my bed and make passionate love---several times over. One such evil has been removed from the universe, but as the Shadow would say---pardon the pun---what evil lurks in the hearts of men??? We have two differing ideological sides engaged in civil war still. The Minbari are for the first time since Valen---broken, preparing for their own Civil War. The Narn have just been freed from Centuari occupation again and will need to figure themselves out. The League of Non-Aligned worlds are still---beyond their knowledge---slowly being nudged into accepting the notion of mutual cooperation for the benefit of all---as the formation of the Interstellar Alliance looms in the near future. For now though....for the next few hours at least---we have earned a brief reprieve from the madness of others, and earned the right to celebrate a hard fought victory. I hold on tightly to Lianna as she snuggles against my chest as I contemplate the immediate future and the things that must be done...
The next morning the two of us sit at the counter for breakfast. Robes on. I've made us bacon, eggs, and toast. With fresh Orange Juice. Fresh Orange Juice? Damn straight. The perks of having money now.
"Last night was amazing." I say
"Yes it was...but I see you have questions." Lianna says in that sultry voice of hers
"Just one...why are you here?" I ask stupidly
"I thought that would be obvious. General Hague sent me to monitor the battle. I'm glad that I was sent...I wasn't expecting it to be so...mythical." Lianna answers
"Yeah."
"You were magnificent by the way. Your speech I mean to the Shadows and Vorlons." she says and my cheeks redden more than usual
"Thank you, I never expected that to happen...but I'm glad that I was able to say my piece to them."
This also means that the entire galaxy will be aware of me now.
"You know....now that was transmitted across the Fleet....more people will know about you. Especially on Proxima. This will get back to Earth finally."
"I'm prepared to face that now."
"Are you? You've been sheltered on this station for the past three years. Your presence, for very good reasons was kept a secret. Now though---when people find out that there's someone that has the kind of knowledge you do--well---"
My link goes off. We both laugh. Always in an important conversation.
"Ivanova to Young. Sorry to interrupt Mr. Young, but you're needed in the Captain's office." Susan says
Whyyyyyyyy? So much for celebration time.
"I'll be there asap Commander. Young out."
I tap the link and get up from the counter. The two of us kiss again..
"I'm sorry. We'll continue this later..."
"I'll be here.
"Don't look through my files while I'm gone!" she is practically a Garibaldi now after all....
"Wouldn't dream of it." Lianna replies....she's more like Michael than she'd like to admit.
I have a quick vibershower and put on my uniform and head to the Office where Lyta is standing in front of Sheridan's office. I see an an unexpected visitor.
"Mr. Bester...welcome back to Babylon 5." I say sarcastically, not sure if he knows about Garibaldi or not but he's about to. Sheridan is sitting at his desk with a bit of a smirk on his face.
"What brings you back to our humble abode in space?" I ask
Bester naturally ignores me and looks at Lyta.
"Ms. Alexander has no business being here. She's a blip, by all rights, I should arrest her and take her back with me."
He is a slimy, toad.
"Oh you could do that, and I could nail your head to the table, set fire to it, and feed your charred remains to the Pak'Ma'Ra. But it's an imperfect world and we never exactly get what we want, do we Mr. Young?" Sheridan replies
"We certainly do not sir." I reply from experience
Bester sighs.
"Captain this is pointless, she's a P5, if I were really going to try something she's not strong enough to block me."
You arrogant, egotistical, sexist, pompous fuck. I'm going to enjoy the look on your face when we reveal what we've done to your little project.
"Enough of this inane banter. We're wasting time while everyone else is still partying. I know why you've come here Mr. Bester...Clark wants to shut us down for good."
He sneers at me.
"Your pet solider is correct, Captain. Now that he has lost his Shadow allies, combined with the fact that General Hague's forces on Proxima continue to grow stronger, he is worried about what you might do next. So he's making a preemptive strike. He wants to destroy your credibility. Undermine your position back home, along with the alien governments. They've already launched phase one of their propaganda war."
"What's phase two?" Sheridan asks, Michael has not resigned so no promotion for Zack and he's not present. Garibaldi is not present for obvious reasons.
Bester looks at me.
"This information comes at a high---" now is my cue.
"You don't have anything to bargain with, Al. Not any more."
"What are you talking about?" Bester asks
I look at Sheridan and he nods for me to continue but gives me a look that says to not provoke him too much.
"You've come here to ask about Carolyn, haven't you?"
"Yes." he frowns
"I'm just going to say this as bluntly as I possibly can, Bester. The technology used in the wetware is too advanced. Beyond anything we've ever encountered. Franklin has done all he can, and going to Za'Ha'Dum as you're going to so nicely ask the Captain next, is not an option." I say
"Why not?"
"Because while the Shadows and their allies have left, there are still defenses left behind...and we have no idea what else decided to remain behind, waiting for their chance to play god next."
"What are you saying then...that is my price." he says to me defiant and getting irritated
"We have a proposal for you Mr. Bester. I think you should listen to Mr. Young, very closely, and seriously." Sheridan says
"You forget that I already know what you know, I wasn't kidding in our last confrontation Mr. Bester. I know literally almost everything you do, and maybe a little bit more than you do." I glare at him now...careful Adam.
"Tell me this...proposal."
"It's a doozy. Never been done before. Never been considered before. Had it come to me---call it an Epiphany if you will...how does this sound? In exchange for exclusively aiding us, as you've been doing, and for the continued safe guarding of Carolyn Sanderson....we'll give you something you can't refuse."
Bester laughs.
"I doubt that very much."
Here it goes.
"In return for all of that, we'll aide you---and you have MY word to reinforce this---we will aide you in searching for a telepath homeworld."
Sheridan briefed both Lyta, and Susan on this plan, so they wouldn't be blindsided. Bester laughs out loud now fully. He reaches up with his gloved hand and wipes a tear.
"Oh that's a good one, Mr. Young. I didn't know you were so hilarious...Sheridan keeps you around to amuse him no doubt." he replies
I smile, and sit down across from him pulling around a chair. My foot hurts.
"I'm dead serious Bester. This will be hard work, and will take a lot of diplomacy, talks to get past the red tape. We will need to dissolve the current Psi-Corp administration, your superiors as you probably know, can't be trusted as they still were in league with the Shadows. You will take their place---as the new Director, of a brand new Psi-Corp, as it was originally intended. We'll use the resources we will have to initiate a search for a suitable world. Imagine it Al....all human telepaths, no longer afraid, no longer scattered across the galaxy...but together, united, under YOUR leadership in cooperation with whatever government succeeds Clark's when this war is over."
"This is ridiculous." He replies
"It's not ridiculous." Sheridan states
"Like Mr. Young has put it...this will take a long time to implement. We'll have to broach it with the politicians, deal with the current Psi-Corp leadership...but you also have my word, that this will get done. We are deadly serious Mr. Bester, because the alternative for you---won't be great, will it, Mr. Young?"
Just then Michael walks into the room. Zack follows him.
"I'm sorry, he just wouldn't stay away."
"It's okay Mr. Allan, Garibaldi..." Sheridan says
This wasn't the plan to do this, this way, but it'll do anyway.
"You son of a bitch. It was you!" Michael exclaims trying not to go overboard as we talked about
"What are you talking about?" Bester asks getting a little bit nervous---he tries to scan us in desperation but is immediately blocked by Lyta. Bester's head jerks slightly like in the show before he pulls away.
"Something the matter Al?" I ask
"It's nothing..." he lies
"It's over Al. We know what you did to Michael. It's been dealt with...now we could go all day with these games, but my offer is serious. We will try and help Carolyn, but frankly it's not looking good...I'm not going to lie to you. The offer is as pitched. The balls in your court now."
Garibaldi tries to hit Bester, but can't. He raises his PPG and tries to push the trigger, but it won't go off. Bester rubs his forehead with his glove.
"Well...it seems the surprise is on me today, rather than intended other way around---"
"That's not all Bester. I know what your plan was today...it's not happening. I suggest you take our offer, because if you don't....I will personally...invest everything that I have to hunt you down like the dog you are and finish your ugly, miserable, little existence for good, and I'll enjoy doing it." I threaten cold as ice
"You have given me quite a lot to think about...I will not remove the safety block from Mr. Garibaldi...it is impressive that Ms. Alexander was able to remove the programming without triggering anything harmful to the both of them...it seems I've been wrong about you Lyta. How do I know you will fulfill your end of the bargain?" he asks me directly, not Sheridan.
I turn around to face the wall.
"You have my word Bester that we will do everything we can to make that happen, because the alternative is a bloody mess, and I do not want to see that unfold."
"I will agree to it on the condition that Carolyn remain---"
"We will continue to do everything we can for Ms. Sanderson." Sheridan says
I'm going to hang on to the last bit of the plan...the knowledge of the Anti-Telepath drug for a little while longer. That is what he REALLY wanted from Garibaldi. We will discuss THAT with him at a later time.
"Thank you."
"So you're no longer needed on the station Mr. Bester. Captain the so called information was a ruse---there are Black Omega's but he uses them to manipulate you to go to Za'Ha'Dum...."
"You son of a bitch..." Sheridan glares
"I'll be seeing you all."
"Get him out of here Mr. Allan."
"That went better than expected." Sheridan says
"I should have warned you about the attempted scan, sorry Lyta."
"It's okay, nothing I can't handle."
"So what if he betrays us? There's still nothing that doesn't guarantee he won't." Michael says
I turn to face my friend.
"We just gave him the one thing he never thought he had my friend---hope for the future. A better future. Just the thing that we all want, but sometimes never get. I'm serious. There's a war...a very bloody war....if this doesn't work. I don't want to see it unfold."
"The Telepath War." Lyta says and I nod
"Well...we'd best get started on winning this next war, before talking about any more future wars." Sheridan says and we all nod.
"Captain....one last thing." I say
"In the episode---when you guys go to Za'Ha'Dum...something triggers an explosion that destroys the planet once and for all."
"What could do that, now that the Shadows are gone?" Garibaldi asks
"An ally that has remained behind---trying to ascend to godhood..." Sheridan says and I nod
"What are they called Adam?" Lyta asks
"The Drakh." I say and they all look amongst each other ominously.
"Those creatures you told me in our briefing session that night?" Sheridan asks
"Yes sir. We'll have dealings with them sooner than later....not going to Za'Ha'Dum though may make them think we're not aware of them now. I don't know. This is a dangerous butterfly."
"Like I said, Mr. Young. We'll deal with one problem at a time. Thank you everyone."
We're dismissed. I shiver as I think of Shiv'Kala who is already at the Centauri Place now....attaching a Keeper on poor Regent Virini. There's still a hell of a lot of work to do---but for the rest of the day, I'm going to enjoy it with Lianna.
The Shadow War is over. For the first time in recorded galactic history, the younger races are on our own. Finally standing on our own two feet. Making our own mistakes, and believe me---we still have plenty of mistakes to come.
Lianna crashes into me at customs as I fall over and she and I start kissing. The station is full celebration mode right now, as people are dancing, and hardstyle music pounds on the speakers throughout the place, as per my request. Not that shit they had playing on the show because they had no budget for rights. The two of us pry ourselves off the deck and hand in hand make way for my quarters, once we get in we start to strip off each other's uniforms. Slowly, but surely with passion and tenderness...we head towards my bed and make passionate love---several times over. One such evil has been removed from the universe, but as the Shadow would say---pardon the pun---what evil lurks in the hearts of men??? We have two differing ideological sides engaged in civil war still. The Minbari are for the first time since Valen---broken, preparing for their own Civil War. The Narn have just been freed from Centuari occupation again and will need to figure themselves out. The League of Non-Aligned worlds are still---beyond their knowledge---slowly being nudged into accepting the notion of mutual cooperation for the benefit of all---as the formation of the Interstellar Alliance looms in the near future. For now though....for the next few hours at least---we have earned a brief reprieve from the madness of others, and earned the right to celebrate a hard fought victory. I hold on tightly to Lianna as she snuggles against my chest as I contemplate the immediate future and the things that must be done...
The next morning the two of us sit at the counter for breakfast. Robes on. I've made us bacon, eggs, and toast. With fresh Orange Juice. Fresh Orange Juice? Damn straight. The perks of having money now.
"Last night was amazing." I say
"Yes it was...but I see you have questions." Lianna says in that sultry voice of hers
"Just one...why are you here?" I ask stupidly
"I thought that would be obvious. General Hague sent me to monitor the battle. I'm glad that I was sent...I wasn't expecting it to be so...mythical." Lianna answers
"Yeah."
"You were magnificent by the way. Your speech I mean to the Shadows and Vorlons." she says and my cheeks redden more than usual
"Thank you, I never expected that to happen...but I'm glad that I was able to say my piece to them."
This also means that the entire galaxy will be aware of me now.
"You know....now that was transmitted across the Fleet....more people will know about you. Especially on Proxima. This will get back to Earth finally."
"I'm prepared to face that now."
"Are you? You've been sheltered on this station for the past three years. Your presence, for very good reasons was kept a secret. Now though---when people find out that there's someone that has the kind of knowledge you do--well---"
My link goes off. We both laugh. Always in an important conversation.
"Ivanova to Young. Sorry to interrupt Mr. Young, but you're needed in the Captain's office." Susan says
Whyyyyyyyy? So much for celebration time.
"I'll be there asap Commander. Young out."
I tap the link and get up from the counter. The two of us kiss again..
"I'm sorry. We'll continue this later..."
"I'll be here.
"Don't look through my files while I'm gone!" she is practically a Garibaldi now after all....
"Wouldn't dream of it." Lianna replies....she's more like Michael than she'd like to admit.
I have a quick vibershower and put on my uniform and head to the Office where Lyta is standing in front of Sheridan's office. I see an an unexpected visitor.
"Mr. Bester...welcome back to Babylon 5." I say sarcastically, not sure if he knows about Garibaldi or not but he's about to. Sheridan is sitting at his desk with a bit of a smirk on his face.
"What brings you back to our humble abode in space?" I ask
Bester naturally ignores me and looks at Lyta.
"Ms. Alexander has no business being here. She's a blip, by all rights, I should arrest her and take her back with me."
He is a slimy, toad.
"Oh you could do that, and I could nail your head to the table, set fire to it, and feed your charred remains to the Pak'Ma'Ra. But it's an imperfect world and we never exactly get what we want, do we Mr. Young?" Sheridan replies
"We certainly do not sir." I reply from experience
Bester sighs.
"Captain this is pointless, she's a P5, if I were really going to try something she's not strong enough to block me."
You arrogant, egotistical, sexist, pompous fuck. I'm going to enjoy the look on your face when we reveal what we've done to your little project.
"Enough of this inane banter. We're wasting time while everyone else is still partying. I know why you've come here Mr. Bester...Clark wants to shut us down for good."
He sneers at me.
"Your pet solider is correct, Captain. Now that he has lost his Shadow allies, combined with the fact that General Hague's forces on Proxima continue to grow stronger, he is worried about what you might do next. So he's making a preemptive strike. He wants to destroy your credibility. Undermine your position back home, along with the alien governments. They've already launched phase one of their propaganda war."
"What's phase two?" Sheridan asks, Michael has not resigned so no promotion for Zack and he's not present. Garibaldi is not present for obvious reasons.
Bester looks at me.
"This information comes at a high---" now is my cue.
"You don't have anything to bargain with, Al. Not any more."
"What are you talking about?" Bester asks
I look at Sheridan and he nods for me to continue but gives me a look that says to not provoke him too much.
"You've come here to ask about Carolyn, haven't you?"
"Yes." he frowns
"I'm just going to say this as bluntly as I possibly can, Bester. The technology used in the wetware is too advanced. Beyond anything we've ever encountered. Franklin has done all he can, and going to Za'Ha'Dum as you're going to so nicely ask the Captain next, is not an option." I say
"Why not?"
"Because while the Shadows and their allies have left, there are still defenses left behind...and we have no idea what else decided to remain behind, waiting for their chance to play god next."
"What are you saying then...that is my price." he says to me defiant and getting irritated
"We have a proposal for you Mr. Bester. I think you should listen to Mr. Young, very closely, and seriously." Sheridan says
"You forget that I already know what you know, I wasn't kidding in our last confrontation Mr. Bester. I know literally almost everything you do, and maybe a little bit more than you do." I glare at him now...careful Adam.
"Tell me this...proposal."
"It's a doozy. Never been done before. Never been considered before. Had it come to me---call it an Epiphany if you will...how does this sound? In exchange for exclusively aiding us, as you've been doing, and for the continued safe guarding of Carolyn Sanderson....we'll give you something you can't refuse."
Bester laughs.
"I doubt that very much."
Here it goes.
"In return for all of that, we'll aide you---and you have MY word to reinforce this---we will aide you in searching for a telepath homeworld."
Sheridan briefed both Lyta, and Susan on this plan, so they wouldn't be blindsided. Bester laughs out loud now fully. He reaches up with his gloved hand and wipes a tear.
"Oh that's a good one, Mr. Young. I didn't know you were so hilarious...Sheridan keeps you around to amuse him no doubt." he replies
I smile, and sit down across from him pulling around a chair. My foot hurts.
"I'm dead serious Bester. This will be hard work, and will take a lot of diplomacy, talks to get past the red tape. We will need to dissolve the current Psi-Corp administration, your superiors as you probably know, can't be trusted as they still were in league with the Shadows. You will take their place---as the new Director, of a brand new Psi-Corp, as it was originally intended. We'll use the resources we will have to initiate a search for a suitable world. Imagine it Al....all human telepaths, no longer afraid, no longer scattered across the galaxy...but together, united, under YOUR leadership in cooperation with whatever government succeeds Clark's when this war is over."
"This is ridiculous." He replies
"It's not ridiculous." Sheridan states
"Like Mr. Young has put it...this will take a long time to implement. We'll have to broach it with the politicians, deal with the current Psi-Corp leadership...but you also have my word, that this will get done. We are deadly serious Mr. Bester, because the alternative for you---won't be great, will it, Mr. Young?"
Just then Michael walks into the room. Zack follows him.
"I'm sorry, he just wouldn't stay away."
"It's okay Mr. Allan, Garibaldi..." Sheridan says
This wasn't the plan to do this, this way, but it'll do anyway.
"You son of a bitch. It was you!" Michael exclaims trying not to go overboard as we talked about
"What are you talking about?" Bester asks getting a little bit nervous---he tries to scan us in desperation but is immediately blocked by Lyta. Bester's head jerks slightly like in the show before he pulls away.
"Something the matter Al?" I ask
"It's nothing..." he lies
"It's over Al. We know what you did to Michael. It's been dealt with...now we could go all day with these games, but my offer is serious. We will try and help Carolyn, but frankly it's not looking good...I'm not going to lie to you. The offer is as pitched. The balls in your court now."
Garibaldi tries to hit Bester, but can't. He raises his PPG and tries to push the trigger, but it won't go off. Bester rubs his forehead with his glove.
"Well...it seems the surprise is on me today, rather than intended other way around---"
"That's not all Bester. I know what your plan was today...it's not happening. I suggest you take our offer, because if you don't....I will personally...invest everything that I have to hunt you down like the dog you are and finish your ugly, miserable, little existence for good, and I'll enjoy doing it." I threaten cold as ice
"You have given me quite a lot to think about...I will not remove the safety block from Mr. Garibaldi...it is impressive that Ms. Alexander was able to remove the programming without triggering anything harmful to the both of them...it seems I've been wrong about you Lyta. How do I know you will fulfill your end of the bargain?" he asks me directly, not Sheridan.
I turn around to face the wall.
"You have my word Bester that we will do everything we can to make that happen, because the alternative is a bloody mess, and I do not want to see that unfold."
"I will agree to it on the condition that Carolyn remain---"
"We will continue to do everything we can for Ms. Sanderson." Sheridan says
I'm going to hang on to the last bit of the plan...the knowledge of the Anti-Telepath drug for a little while longer. That is what he REALLY wanted from Garibaldi. We will discuss THAT with him at a later time.
"Thank you."
"So you're no longer needed on the station Mr. Bester. Captain the so called information was a ruse---there are Black Omega's but he uses them to manipulate you to go to Za'Ha'Dum...."
"You son of a bitch..." Sheridan glares
"I'll be seeing you all."
"Get him out of here Mr. Allan."
"That went better than expected." Sheridan says
"I should have warned you about the attempted scan, sorry Lyta."
"It's okay, nothing I can't handle."
"So what if he betrays us? There's still nothing that doesn't guarantee he won't." Michael says
I turn to face my friend.
"We just gave him the one thing he never thought he had my friend---hope for the future. A better future. Just the thing that we all want, but sometimes never get. I'm serious. There's a war...a very bloody war....if this doesn't work. I don't want to see it unfold."
"The Telepath War." Lyta says and I nod
"Well...we'd best get started on winning this next war, before talking about any more future wars." Sheridan says and we all nod.
"Captain....one last thing." I say
"In the episode---when you guys go to Za'Ha'Dum...something triggers an explosion that destroys the planet once and for all."
"What could do that, now that the Shadows are gone?" Garibaldi asks
"An ally that has remained behind---trying to ascend to godhood..." Sheridan says and I nod
"What are they called Adam?" Lyta asks
"The Drakh." I say and they all look amongst each other ominously.
"Those creatures you told me in our briefing session that night?" Sheridan asks
"Yes sir. We'll have dealings with them sooner than later....not going to Za'Ha'Dum though may make them think we're not aware of them now. I don't know. This is a dangerous butterfly."
"Like I said, Mr. Young. We'll deal with one problem at a time. Thank you everyone."
We're dismissed. I shiver as I think of Shiv'Kala who is already at the Centauri Place now....attaching a Keeper on poor Regent Virini. There's still a hell of a lot of work to do---but for the rest of the day, I'm going to enjoy it with Lianna.
Chapter 61: The Narnian Assist
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Bester begrudgingly accepts our deal. He agrees to the terms and begins making plans to take out the current Psi-Corp administration. Once Psi-Corp is dealt with first, and that will be a HUGE socio-political shift on it's own---I will give Bester the means to stop Edgars Anti-Telepath plan, but not first without making sure Lise is safe. I could care less about Edgars himself or his staff. The man's a xenophobe, a racist, and has supported many campaigns to the detriment of humanity, and yeah I've made money off him, so I don't know if that makes me anything more than a hypocrite, but he's gotta go if all my plans are going to come to fruition. Lianna has go back to the Alexander as the Proxima ships have been recalled. Bester was partially correct on Clark's increased pogroms against Sheridan and the Alliance. There's rumors he intends on sending forces to attempt to finally take Proxima. It has...irked him...that it remains one of his few failures since the seizure of power last year. In fact I have put in a call through contacts to reach a certain someone to ask for their help a little earlier than usual. We could use her. I am sitting enjoying a cup of tea when my door chime goes off.
"Come."
In walks...G'Kar. I nearly drop the cup of tea but put it on the side table and stand to look at Citizen G'Kar.
"G'Kar...I..." I don't know what to say to the man. I should have stopped this too. I tried to keep Michael here, but he wouldn't listen....G'Kar silently with that deadly look from his single eye approaches me. I don't know what to expect but brace for the worst. I owe him at least that. Then to my surprise...he does to me what he does to Garibaldi. He hugs me.
"Mr. Youngggggg.....Mister....Younggggggg." He sing songs in that wonderful delivery Andreas had for the character and I have to do everything I can to not shit my pants.
"I-I d-don't understand." I manage to stammer
"That's the thing! Neither did I. I thought I did. I thought for the longest time that I knew what I wanted, but that was merely a lie. I have found a new purpose---the version of me when you first came aboard Babylon 5 has been transformed by the experiences that I have had, and I came here to thank you." G'Kar says
"I need to sit down." I mutter
"Please do."
I sit down and offer G'Kar some tea, he accepts and sits across from me. For the first time I look in his eye and indeed see...a changed man. There's no anger, no hatred in his eye...that I can see, instead...a great sense of contentment and---a passion.
"G'Kar...if I could have changed what was done to you I---" G'Kar waves me quiet with his hand
"That's just the thing, Adam...may I call you Adam?" he asks
"Nothing would make me more happier." I reply and he smiles
"I have been on a singular path this whole time and I never realized it until I was captured by the Centauri and forced to play---for Cartagia. I was angry of course at first, but---something changed. It could have been the lashes. The delirium that followed. I don't know...but I found my purpose. I know what I am supposed to do now in this universe, and I have you to thank for it. Through pain and sacrifice has come enlightenment."
"I don't know what to say G'Kar."
"You don't need to say anything Mr. Young. While on Centauri Prime, I also realized the great burden you have, the difficult choices you have had to make...such as with me. The decisions you yet have to make...if you need any one to talk to, I am at your service."
"Thank you G'Kar, coming from you, that means a lot. You mentioned that you have found your true purpose....I gather it is of a religious nature?" I ask
"My people would have me lead them, only three years ago there would not be anything more than I wanted than that, like Mollari among his people, but I realized that in order to avoid the mistakes of the past, we must...teach ourselves not to make them again. So yes, I have...chosen to...finish my book, and I will teach my people a better way, a new way."
"I wish you luck and I will help with whatever I can of course."
"There is a one subject that you could possibly help with." G'Kar says
"Anything."
"Na'Toth. My former assistant...I was given a false lead as you are probably aware, and haven't had the opportunity to--"
"She's currently incarcerated on Centauri Prime..." I reveal
"Right under my nose...or eye.." G'Kar mutters
I take a piece of paper and write down something and hand it to him.
"Absolutely not." he replies
"G'Kar, you need me to do this. Let me help."
"Sheridan and Delenn would kill me if anything were to happen to you. Centauri Prime--"
"Is a dangerous place right now, no one knows this more than I do. I--"
"I am aware of your Anla'Shok training Adam, it is most impressive of what you have accomplished thus far, but again I will not allow harm to befall you. I will handle this."
"You'll go to Londo?"
"He owes me yes."
"G'Kar one last thing...don't blame Mollari for this one. He was prohibited from ordering her release."
He just looks at me. Their new found friendship hasn't quite blossomed yet.
"Thank you for this. I will see you when I return."
"Wait...you're going now?"
"Na'Toth has waited long enough I think, don't you?" he says as he gets up and begins to leave...he then stops and comes back and hugs me. I hug him back now. This is a sincere hug. I watch as he leaves. Once he does my StellarCom channel beeps with an alert. I turn around and sit down at my now custom made desk, which is ten times better than the one provided me. I press a button and a very stern looking, blonde appears.
"Hello Number One." I greet
"I Know who you are, you've five minutes to make me not dismiss this call as a waste of my precious damn time."
"What I have to pitch you is going to take a little more than five minutes Number One." I HIGHLY restrain myself from using her real name, as this call is triple encrypted thanks to the computer program I now have running my little Bat Cave system here. She arches her eye brow.
"You've two minutes now smart ass. Make it quick."
I do.
Bester begrudgingly accepts our deal. He agrees to the terms and begins making plans to take out the current Psi-Corp administration. Once Psi-Corp is dealt with first, and that will be a HUGE socio-political shift on it's own---I will give Bester the means to stop Edgars Anti-Telepath plan, but not first without making sure Lise is safe. I could care less about Edgars himself or his staff. The man's a xenophobe, a racist, and has supported many campaigns to the detriment of humanity, and yeah I've made money off him, so I don't know if that makes me anything more than a hypocrite, but he's gotta go if all my plans are going to come to fruition. Lianna has go back to the Alexander as the Proxima ships have been recalled. Bester was partially correct on Clark's increased pogroms against Sheridan and the Alliance. There's rumors he intends on sending forces to attempt to finally take Proxima. It has...irked him...that it remains one of his few failures since the seizure of power last year. In fact I have put in a call through contacts to reach a certain someone to ask for their help a little earlier than usual. We could use her. I am sitting enjoying a cup of tea when my door chime goes off.
"Come."
In walks...G'Kar. I nearly drop the cup of tea but put it on the side table and stand to look at Citizen G'Kar.
"G'Kar...I..." I don't know what to say to the man. I should have stopped this too. I tried to keep Michael here, but he wouldn't listen....G'Kar silently with that deadly look from his single eye approaches me. I don't know what to expect but brace for the worst. I owe him at least that. Then to my surprise...he does to me what he does to Garibaldi. He hugs me.
"Mr. Youngggggg.....Mister....Younggggggg." He sing songs in that wonderful delivery Andreas had for the character and I have to do everything I can to not shit my pants.
"I-I d-don't understand." I manage to stammer
"That's the thing! Neither did I. I thought I did. I thought for the longest time that I knew what I wanted, but that was merely a lie. I have found a new purpose---the version of me when you first came aboard Babylon 5 has been transformed by the experiences that I have had, and I came here to thank you." G'Kar says
"I need to sit down." I mutter
"Please do."
I sit down and offer G'Kar some tea, he accepts and sits across from me. For the first time I look in his eye and indeed see...a changed man. There's no anger, no hatred in his eye...that I can see, instead...a great sense of contentment and---a passion.
"G'Kar...if I could have changed what was done to you I---" G'Kar waves me quiet with his hand
"That's just the thing, Adam...may I call you Adam?" he asks
"Nothing would make me more happier." I reply and he smiles
"I have been on a singular path this whole time and I never realized it until I was captured by the Centauri and forced to play---for Cartagia. I was angry of course at first, but---something changed. It could have been the lashes. The delirium that followed. I don't know...but I found my purpose. I know what I am supposed to do now in this universe, and I have you to thank for it. Through pain and sacrifice has come enlightenment."
"I don't know what to say G'Kar."
"You don't need to say anything Mr. Young. While on Centauri Prime, I also realized the great burden you have, the difficult choices you have had to make...such as with me. The decisions you yet have to make...if you need any one to talk to, I am at your service."
"Thank you G'Kar, coming from you, that means a lot. You mentioned that you have found your true purpose....I gather it is of a religious nature?" I ask
"My people would have me lead them, only three years ago there would not be anything more than I wanted than that, like Mollari among his people, but I realized that in order to avoid the mistakes of the past, we must...teach ourselves not to make them again. So yes, I have...chosen to...finish my book, and I will teach my people a better way, a new way."
"I wish you luck and I will help with whatever I can of course."
"There is a one subject that you could possibly help with." G'Kar says
"Anything."
"Na'Toth. My former assistant...I was given a false lead as you are probably aware, and haven't had the opportunity to--"
"She's currently incarcerated on Centauri Prime..." I reveal
"Right under my nose...or eye.." G'Kar mutters
I take a piece of paper and write down something and hand it to him.
"Absolutely not." he replies
"G'Kar, you need me to do this. Let me help."
"Sheridan and Delenn would kill me if anything were to happen to you. Centauri Prime--"
"Is a dangerous place right now, no one knows this more than I do. I--"
"I am aware of your Anla'Shok training Adam, it is most impressive of what you have accomplished thus far, but again I will not allow harm to befall you. I will handle this."
"You'll go to Londo?"
"He owes me yes."
"G'Kar one last thing...don't blame Mollari for this one. He was prohibited from ordering her release."
He just looks at me. Their new found friendship hasn't quite blossomed yet.
"Thank you for this. I will see you when I return."
"Wait...you're going now?"
"Na'Toth has waited long enough I think, don't you?" he says as he gets up and begins to leave...he then stops and comes back and hugs me. I hug him back now. This is a sincere hug. I watch as he leaves. Once he does my StellarCom channel beeps with an alert. I turn around and sit down at my now custom made desk, which is ten times better than the one provided me. I press a button and a very stern looking, blonde appears.
"Hello Number One." I greet
"I Know who you are, you've five minutes to make me not dismiss this call as a waste of my precious damn time."
"What I have to pitch you is going to take a little more than five minutes Number One." I HIGHLY restrain myself from using her real name, as this call is triple encrypted thanks to the computer program I now have running my little Bat Cave system here. She arches her eye brow.
"You've two minutes now smart ass. Make it quick."
I do.
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Chapter 62: Tessa
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"So let me get this straight, Sheridan wants us to join the Resistance against Clark?" Number One says
"Yes. I know what you're thinking, what is in it for you guys? Well, you will have Captain Sheridan's personal assurances that Mars will be free, no longer under Earth Alliance control, if that what it's people wish. You'll also have the resources and support of our Resistance forces, including from Proxima. Number One...I know things are tough for you, and before you protest that I know nothing...I actually do know something of the struggle of the Mars Resistance. This is why I pitched Sheridan to get you on board earlier. We need each other."
"I don't know...there's an issue of trust..."
"I understand that. We can send liaisons to you from Babylon 5. You've already received aid from the Rangers, and that won't stop if you say no to this, but we're better with Mars in the fold than without. No one will step on your toes if that's an issue, and we can help you deal with a certain...ah...member of your group that has given you authority issues."
For the first time Tessa Holloran's face betrays her feelings. She knows I'm referring to Donovan. Who has been attempting to undermine her authority for months now in an attempt to cause a confidence crisis in her leadership and gain it for himself.
"So it's true about you...damn, I'd love to pick that brain of yours."
"Unfortunately that will have to wait until after we liberate the Alliance--including Mars---from President Clark's grip. I'd love to meet you in person as well, but I'm not allowed to go to Mars. Even in the accompaniment of my colleagues and with my Anla'Shok training."
"They trained you?" She asks getting even more curious
"Yes. Extensively without actually being official. So I'm not a Ranger but have enough training of a trainee."
"Impressive. I will need to talk this over with my people. Anything else? We're gonna have to cut this short..."
"I have a personal favor to ask you but it's time sensitive, you may refuse if you wish."
"What do you need?" she asks
"It's a...complicated issue, involving a person."
"You want us to get someone for you?"
"An extraction from what will shortly become a hostile situation. She doesn't deserve to be in that position in the first place."
"Ah a lady friend then..."
"It's not like that, I'm doing this on behalf a friend."
"Who, and it's gonna cost you big time."
"Price is not an issue...and um...it's Lise Hampton-Edgars." I offer finally
Tessa's eyes grow big and she kind of circles around irritated for a couple of minutes.
"William Edgars wife---that's uh---that's going to take some doing."
"I know, which is why you'll be given full Ranger support. This needs to be done as soon as I give the orders to do so."
Tessa's eyes flicker when she hears the word order.
"Oh, so you're giving us orders eh?"
"Sorry, force of habit now. You know what I mean."
"When can we expect to have to do this little...extraction?"
"Maybe in a month. I'm not sure yet."
"That's annoying as hell."
"Sorry, best I can do for notice. Like I said this will be time sensitive and that's all I can say about it for now. Will do you it? I will wire you funds. Half before, the other when the mission is completed and the subject is secured."
"You've got balls on you, I'll give you that. I will have to think about this. You said a month?"
"Give or take a few days yes."
"All right fine. Anything else?"
"That about covers it. Thank you Number One."
"Don't thank me yet, we've not agreed to anything. Mars out."
The screen goes blank and I sit back in my chair with a smile on my face. I just talked with Tessa Halloron. If Lianna never happened, I would have seriously considered attempting to---put that thought out of your head jackass and be content with what you have right now. I tap my link.
"Young to Sheridan."
"Sheridan, go."
"The hag on the dirty ball has been engaged. Will get back to us on our...request." I say in code
"Acknowledged. Good work Mr. Young."
"Aye sir."
I slump in my chair. I'm tired. I should actually go rest while I can.
"So let me get this straight, Sheridan wants us to join the Resistance against Clark?" Number One says
"Yes. I know what you're thinking, what is in it for you guys? Well, you will have Captain Sheridan's personal assurances that Mars will be free, no longer under Earth Alliance control, if that what it's people wish. You'll also have the resources and support of our Resistance forces, including from Proxima. Number One...I know things are tough for you, and before you protest that I know nothing...I actually do know something of the struggle of the Mars Resistance. This is why I pitched Sheridan to get you on board earlier. We need each other."
"I don't know...there's an issue of trust..."
"I understand that. We can send liaisons to you from Babylon 5. You've already received aid from the Rangers, and that won't stop if you say no to this, but we're better with Mars in the fold than without. No one will step on your toes if that's an issue, and we can help you deal with a certain...ah...member of your group that has given you authority issues."
For the first time Tessa Holloran's face betrays her feelings. She knows I'm referring to Donovan. Who has been attempting to undermine her authority for months now in an attempt to cause a confidence crisis in her leadership and gain it for himself.
"So it's true about you...damn, I'd love to pick that brain of yours."
"Unfortunately that will have to wait until after we liberate the Alliance--including Mars---from President Clark's grip. I'd love to meet you in person as well, but I'm not allowed to go to Mars. Even in the accompaniment of my colleagues and with my Anla'Shok training."
"They trained you?" She asks getting even more curious
"Yes. Extensively without actually being official. So I'm not a Ranger but have enough training of a trainee."
"Impressive. I will need to talk this over with my people. Anything else? We're gonna have to cut this short..."
"I have a personal favor to ask you but it's time sensitive, you may refuse if you wish."
"What do you need?" she asks
"It's a...complicated issue, involving a person."
"You want us to get someone for you?"
"An extraction from what will shortly become a hostile situation. She doesn't deserve to be in that position in the first place."
"Ah a lady friend then..."
"It's not like that, I'm doing this on behalf a friend."
"Who, and it's gonna cost you big time."
"Price is not an issue...and um...it's Lise Hampton-Edgars." I offer finally
Tessa's eyes grow big and she kind of circles around irritated for a couple of minutes.
"William Edgars wife---that's uh---that's going to take some doing."
"I know, which is why you'll be given full Ranger support. This needs to be done as soon as I give the orders to do so."
Tessa's eyes flicker when she hears the word order.
"Oh, so you're giving us orders eh?"
"Sorry, force of habit now. You know what I mean."
"When can we expect to have to do this little...extraction?"
"Maybe in a month. I'm not sure yet."
"That's annoying as hell."
"Sorry, best I can do for notice. Like I said this will be time sensitive and that's all I can say about it for now. Will do you it? I will wire you funds. Half before, the other when the mission is completed and the subject is secured."
"You've got balls on you, I'll give you that. I will have to think about this. You said a month?"
"Give or take a few days yes."
"All right fine. Anything else?"
"That about covers it. Thank you Number One."
"Don't thank me yet, we've not agreed to anything. Mars out."
The screen goes blank and I sit back in my chair with a smile on my face. I just talked with Tessa Halloron. If Lianna never happened, I would have seriously considered attempting to---put that thought out of your head jackass and be content with what you have right now. I tap my link.
"Young to Sheridan."
"Sheridan, go."
"The hag on the dirty ball has been engaged. Will get back to us on our...request." I say in code
"Acknowledged. Good work Mr. Young."
"Aye sir."
I slump in my chair. I'm tired. I should actually go rest while I can.
Chapter 63: Counter Programming
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Sheridan and Ivanova are talking about John's father in the War Room when I enter. It is now the end of March 2261. Things have calmed down again after the conclusion of the Shadow War. But as I've learned during my time here, that won't last long.
"You wanted to see me sir?"
"Mr. Young. Timely as always. Sit down."
"What's up?"
"I was wondering if you had any leads on my dad?" John asks
Damn.
"I can assure you that he and your mom will be fine."
"That's it? Not how? These are my parents we're talking about Adam." John presses
"I understand that John. I can't give you any details because I don't have any, I would if I could, I only know that they are both okay."
That much is true. I truly don't know where they are. JMS doesn't reveal anything except that his mom stayed with friends in Minnesota, while David eventually gets caught due to his dependency---
"What aren't you telling me Adam?"
I exhale.
"What Bester told us about them ramping up their hit campaign on you is true as I mentioned when he was here. But John---they attempt to use your parents---especially your dad---to lure you back and capture you."
Sheridan and Susan exchange glances. It's weird being in an empty War Room as I briefly look around and notice no one is here. That's gonna change real soon.
"Well, we always knew that was a possibility, I gather this is one of your fixed plots, why you were so hesitant to tell me?" he asks and I look down in shame
"Yes sir---but I've butterflied most of it with Garibaldi. He was used as part of the plan. Now that he no longer is under the influence of the Loyalists---there's no one to betray you."
Sheridan chuckles.
"If only that were true." he replies as he grasps his hands behind his back
"Sir?"
"I've made plenty of enemies over the years, even before this war, Mr. Young. Clark has just given them an excuse to act now. I trust you have a contingency plan if this still happens to bail me out?"
"I do sir."
Susan looks at me
"Oh, I don't suppose you'd like to share it with me?" she asks
"Are you available for dinner tonight?" I ask with a grin
"I think I can make it..."
Susan and Marcus have been growing closer since Lianna and I hooked up. Marcus hasn't said anything to me about it, and I didn't expect he would. But if they end up together no one in the universe would be happier about it than me.
"Good. We'll talk then. I'd like to keep this close to the chest for now." I quickly change the subject
"Any word about that ISN crew yet?" and the two of them both shake their head
"Supposed to arrive sometime today." Susan replies and I groan
"I take it you disagree with our decision allowing them to film here?" Sheridan asks
"It's part of Clark's propaganda, now I've done my part to mitigate things that happen in the original broadcast, but they're still going to do their best to edit things to portray us in a bad light."
Sheridan nods his head.
"I know, but it's important that the people back home get at least some kind of picture of how things are here. What we're trying to do...I don't suppose you have a better alternative in mind?" he asks
I look give Susan that look and she starts to shake her head.
"Do you two remember when I requested the power boost for the comm systems from Epilison III last year?"
"Yeah. I take it that wasn't just to increase our communications power..." Susan replies
"In part yes, but no I did have an ulterior motive."
I hop on the table and spread my arms to indicate the empty room in a theatrical fashion and Susan puts her hand to her forehead. Sheridan manages a smirk.
"The Voice of the Resistance!!" I exclaim
"The what?" Susan asks
"Our very own news broadcast, to counter ISN, anchored by the lovely and talented Susan Ivanova herself!"
"I love it." Sheridan says
"Oh no." Susan replies
"What do you mean oh no?" I say with a shit eating grin
"I don't want to do it." she says and I laugh
"Sir? This is technically your idea that I've borrowed, but it will serve two purposes. The first is to give a voice to the people. To see what is REALLY going on out here. Our hopes, dreams, and desires, etc. Susan is the perfect person to anchor, she exudes trust. The people will like that. The second purpose will of course be to have the War Room useful again. Everything is already set up and prepared thanks to me...we just need to do this."
"I like it Mr. Young. Sounds like something I would think of---inspired by World War II?" He asks and I point to him
"The very war sir!"
He turns to Susan.
"You'll do this, and you'll do it well." he says gently
"Yeah...it's not like I have much choice anyway. You're the Captain." as she walks out of the room
"Remember, dinner, my quarters, 19:00 hours!" I call after her and she waves back
"Yeah, yeah, see you then."
Sheridan looks at me
"You're looser around her now, I've noticed. Not as tense." and I continue to smile and sit back down in a chair
"Lianna changed everything John. I didn't expect it to, one of those rare variables that just happened, and I'm glad I did. I still care for Susan, that will never change, but yes my feelings for her have...been refocused."
"I'm glad that things have worked out for you in that regard. You're positive about my folks?" he asks still concerned
"Yes sir. If the betrayal happens it's going to be difficult, and something that I can't predict. A total wild card involved."
He nods.
"All right, thank you Mr. Young. You're dismissed."
"Just one last thing I wanted to run by you Captain." I say
"You've got two minutes." he says
"I'd like permission to put Lyta on retainer." I say and his expression changes
"For what purpose?"
"Sir, I owe her a lot. I've betrayed her trust by asking her to do something I swore I never would. She has sacrificed a GREAT DEAL for us. She has been taking odd jobs, but a lot of folks won't hire her out of fear of Psi-Corp fines. Having her on retainer---means she can keep her quarters, have a life outside of the Corps, while working for us still, and STILL being able to do the odd job here and there for others if she wants."
Sheridan sighs.
"All right. I trust you to know what you're doing." he answers and I beam and thank him before leaving
Now to do my best and avoid the ISN reporter, Dan Randall...and I think I know the place to just do that...
Sheridan and Ivanova are talking about John's father in the War Room when I enter. It is now the end of March 2261. Things have calmed down again after the conclusion of the Shadow War. But as I've learned during my time here, that won't last long.
"You wanted to see me sir?"
"Mr. Young. Timely as always. Sit down."
"What's up?"
"I was wondering if you had any leads on my dad?" John asks
Damn.
"I can assure you that he and your mom will be fine."
"That's it? Not how? These are my parents we're talking about Adam." John presses
"I understand that John. I can't give you any details because I don't have any, I would if I could, I only know that they are both okay."
That much is true. I truly don't know where they are. JMS doesn't reveal anything except that his mom stayed with friends in Minnesota, while David eventually gets caught due to his dependency---
"What aren't you telling me Adam?"
I exhale.
"What Bester told us about them ramping up their hit campaign on you is true as I mentioned when he was here. But John---they attempt to use your parents---especially your dad---to lure you back and capture you."
Sheridan and Susan exchange glances. It's weird being in an empty War Room as I briefly look around and notice no one is here. That's gonna change real soon.
"Well, we always knew that was a possibility, I gather this is one of your fixed plots, why you were so hesitant to tell me?" he asks and I look down in shame
"Yes sir---but I've butterflied most of it with Garibaldi. He was used as part of the plan. Now that he no longer is under the influence of the Loyalists---there's no one to betray you."
Sheridan chuckles.
"If only that were true." he replies as he grasps his hands behind his back
"Sir?"
"I've made plenty of enemies over the years, even before this war, Mr. Young. Clark has just given them an excuse to act now. I trust you have a contingency plan if this still happens to bail me out?"
"I do sir."
Susan looks at me
"Oh, I don't suppose you'd like to share it with me?" she asks
"Are you available for dinner tonight?" I ask with a grin
"I think I can make it..."
Susan and Marcus have been growing closer since Lianna and I hooked up. Marcus hasn't said anything to me about it, and I didn't expect he would. But if they end up together no one in the universe would be happier about it than me.
"Good. We'll talk then. I'd like to keep this close to the chest for now." I quickly change the subject
"Any word about that ISN crew yet?" and the two of them both shake their head
"Supposed to arrive sometime today." Susan replies and I groan
"I take it you disagree with our decision allowing them to film here?" Sheridan asks
"It's part of Clark's propaganda, now I've done my part to mitigate things that happen in the original broadcast, but they're still going to do their best to edit things to portray us in a bad light."
Sheridan nods his head.
"I know, but it's important that the people back home get at least some kind of picture of how things are here. What we're trying to do...I don't suppose you have a better alternative in mind?" he asks
I look give Susan that look and she starts to shake her head.
"Do you two remember when I requested the power boost for the comm systems from Epilison III last year?"
"Yeah. I take it that wasn't just to increase our communications power..." Susan replies
"In part yes, but no I did have an ulterior motive."
I hop on the table and spread my arms to indicate the empty room in a theatrical fashion and Susan puts her hand to her forehead. Sheridan manages a smirk.
"The Voice of the Resistance!!" I exclaim
"The what?" Susan asks
"Our very own news broadcast, to counter ISN, anchored by the lovely and talented Susan Ivanova herself!"
"I love it." Sheridan says
"Oh no." Susan replies
"What do you mean oh no?" I say with a shit eating grin
"I don't want to do it." she says and I laugh
"Sir? This is technically your idea that I've borrowed, but it will serve two purposes. The first is to give a voice to the people. To see what is REALLY going on out here. Our hopes, dreams, and desires, etc. Susan is the perfect person to anchor, she exudes trust. The people will like that. The second purpose will of course be to have the War Room useful again. Everything is already set up and prepared thanks to me...we just need to do this."
"I like it Mr. Young. Sounds like something I would think of---inspired by World War II?" He asks and I point to him
"The very war sir!"
He turns to Susan.
"You'll do this, and you'll do it well." he says gently
"Yeah...it's not like I have much choice anyway. You're the Captain." as she walks out of the room
"Remember, dinner, my quarters, 19:00 hours!" I call after her and she waves back
"Yeah, yeah, see you then."
Sheridan looks at me
"You're looser around her now, I've noticed. Not as tense." and I continue to smile and sit back down in a chair
"Lianna changed everything John. I didn't expect it to, one of those rare variables that just happened, and I'm glad I did. I still care for Susan, that will never change, but yes my feelings for her have...been refocused."
"I'm glad that things have worked out for you in that regard. You're positive about my folks?" he asks still concerned
"Yes sir. If the betrayal happens it's going to be difficult, and something that I can't predict. A total wild card involved."
He nods.
"All right, thank you Mr. Young. You're dismissed."
"Just one last thing I wanted to run by you Captain." I say
"You've got two minutes." he says
"I'd like permission to put Lyta on retainer." I say and his expression changes
"For what purpose?"
"Sir, I owe her a lot. I've betrayed her trust by asking her to do something I swore I never would. She has sacrificed a GREAT DEAL for us. She has been taking odd jobs, but a lot of folks won't hire her out of fear of Psi-Corp fines. Having her on retainer---means she can keep her quarters, have a life outside of the Corps, while working for us still, and STILL being able to do the odd job here and there for others if she wants."
Sheridan sighs.
"All right. I trust you to know what you're doing." he answers and I beam and thank him before leaving
Now to do my best and avoid the ISN reporter, Dan Randall...and I think I know the place to just do that...
Chapter 64: Moving The Pieces Into Place
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The ISN crew are here for a couple of days. I make myself scarce as I work out in the gym. Dinner with Susan went great, our relationship is much more comfortable now that I am not pursuing her romantically. We are developing a good friendship. I tell her what my plan is to deal with Sheridan if he is captured.
"They put John in Fort Walters?" Susan intones almost shivering
Fort Walters. On Mars. Specifically, Solis Planum. Earth Force's nearly impenetrable maximum security facility. Only the nasty of the most nasty are sent there. It also happens to have a guard population of the most corrupt Earth Force officers in the Clark regime. They restructured the place for political prisoners and other, undesirables after the Ministry of Peace was established. It is now under the purview of Nightwatch with cooperation from Psi-Corp. Unofficially.
"Yeah. For several days. Garibaldi, Stephen, and Lyta break him out with aide from the Mars Resistance."
"I see why you would attempt to butterfly that...are you sure you have?" she asks
"I don't know. The main key was getting that Psi-Corp programming out of Garibaldi. That is what THEY wanted him to do, isolate all his friends, argue with John to the point of discontinuing their friendship, then when the time was right, they'd activate the programming and Garibaldi would lure John to Earth with false information regarding his parents, and Clark's forces arrest him and take him to Walters."
"I have no idea who might attempt that now...John's correct when he says he has enemies, but if there was a plant on B5 we would know about it, wouldn't we?"
"Perhaps. My personal guess, and it's just a guess, if this still happens, it will be someone with a connection to Babylon 5, but on the outside. I've been wracking my brain attempting to come up with possible culprits but don't have any."
At least none that I'm willing to voice concerns about.
"So your plan is to inform Hague if this happens and request...orbital support? You want to crash Fort Walters? Won't that alert them?"
"I thought of that so I scratched that idea, but the General needs to be informed if Sheridan is captured. If they decide to take him anywhere else BUT Fort Walters we're fucked royally."
That would truly be a game changer. If this happens any differently than in the show--we could lose John forever before the war even begins.
"We'll deal with it when it happens, this is very good by the way." Susan says of the Meatball Soup and salad I've prepared
"Thanks. I thought something a little different tonight. May I ask you a question of a personal nature?" I ask and that makes her arch her eye
"Sure."
The answer would have been no just even at the beginning of the year. We've progressed in our friendship.
"I uh, don't know how to bring this up so I'll---"
"You want to ask me about Marcus and I?" she responds bluntly
"Yeah...you ah know...how he feels?" I ask
"I've known for a long time Adam, as well as how you felt about me before Lianna came into the picture." she replies. She's got mad skills.
"Oh." I blush
"My personal business is my business, and no one else's. I know you're asking out of genuine...encouragement...but I'm not comfortable talking about any romantic prospects right now." she answers
Or like ever.
Some things don't change.
"Okay. I respect that. Let's change the subject then, I thought we'd talk about the VOICE OF THE RESISTANCE!" I exclaim with my old school news anchor voice
"I'd rather talk about my love life." she groans and I laugh
"Susan, I know you're uncomfortable with this but we need this. We need something against them. If you want I can go through the news and come up with a script for you that's comfortable to read. We can make the broadcasts short at first, say a half a hour, until you get comfortable and then we can increase them."
She sighs and agrees. A few days after the news crew leaves. I am called into Sheridan's office where Marcus and Stephen are already there.
"Gentlemen." I say
"Mr. Young. I've decided to send Stephen and Marcus ahead to Mars. The Hag on the Dirty Rock has agreed to receive them as part of our ongoing cooperation." I nod and he turns to the two of them.
"Communications silence after you make contact with the Resistance. You'll be on your own. Anything they need to know before they leave, Mr. Young?"
"A few things. Number One is in charge, but she's dealing with internal forces that don't agree with her approach, things are stressful, and can change at any moment. Be patient with her, also give her this."
I toss over Stephen a velvet pouch.
"Centuari...Adam..."
"I don't want to hear about it Stephen, I had it exchanged to Earth Force credits. Number One will know what it is for, and no you two don't need to know. You're not involved in this."
The two of them say their goodbyes and I turn to John.
"Is there anything else?" I ask
"You're going ahead with the Edgars operations then?" he asks
"Yes. Almost everything is set in place. I've tried my best to mitigate the collateral damage. I can't count on the variable of Bester's team."
"How'd he take the news about the virus?" Sheridan asks
Not so great.
"Not good. He accused me of withholding invaluable intelligence pertaining to the well being of his people---which made me laugh."
"Adam..."
"Well...the irony of the statement coming from him of all people..."
"Even so...it's not a good idea to provoke him in anyway. I'm still not comfortable in sanctioning the loss of life...Edgars..."
"Edgars is a monster sir. He was involved in things---that no one should be involved in. We're talking about beyond heavy black ops stuff. No known public photos, no interviews, no public appearances, and sir...he's been manipulating the Alliance for decades, and no one knew about it." I explain
"Is he behind Clark?" Sheridan asks
"No. The Shadows and Psi-Corp are Clark's backers as I mentioned before. Edgars was neutral on the matter, at best he considered it a problem that would eventually be removed by the political process. Edgars is kind of a shadow power broker, pardon the analogy. Has his fingers in many pies. His biggest project though is the anti-telepath virus. He put a good chunk of his massive fortune towards it. If it was distributed, it would wipe out the entirety of all known human telepaths, and could potentially affect Minbari and others as well."
"Still doesn't sit right with me. Your plan is dangerous Adam."
That's an understatement. If any thing is off---it would be a disaster of epic proportions. I did say I suck a Risk. This is going to be a test of my logistical planning.
"I know. As long as Lise is safe though...that is all that matters to me. I don't care about the rest."
"I assume that Number One will contact you once Lise is secured?"
"That's the plan yes. No communication means we've fucked up royally and Michael will kick my ass."
Seriously, maybe more than that.
"He's not going to be happy you did this without him, you know." Sheridan states the obvious
"I know, but it's better than the alternative was."
Yes. That is what I am justifying this as. My family and friends would be horrified that I planned all this. Show or not.
"For your sake, I hope your right. Dismissed."
"Aye sir."
The ISN crew are here for a couple of days. I make myself scarce as I work out in the gym. Dinner with Susan went great, our relationship is much more comfortable now that I am not pursuing her romantically. We are developing a good friendship. I tell her what my plan is to deal with Sheridan if he is captured.
"They put John in Fort Walters?" Susan intones almost shivering
Fort Walters. On Mars. Specifically, Solis Planum. Earth Force's nearly impenetrable maximum security facility. Only the nasty of the most nasty are sent there. It also happens to have a guard population of the most corrupt Earth Force officers in the Clark regime. They restructured the place for political prisoners and other, undesirables after the Ministry of Peace was established. It is now under the purview of Nightwatch with cooperation from Psi-Corp. Unofficially.
"Yeah. For several days. Garibaldi, Stephen, and Lyta break him out with aide from the Mars Resistance."
"I see why you would attempt to butterfly that...are you sure you have?" she asks
"I don't know. The main key was getting that Psi-Corp programming out of Garibaldi. That is what THEY wanted him to do, isolate all his friends, argue with John to the point of discontinuing their friendship, then when the time was right, they'd activate the programming and Garibaldi would lure John to Earth with false information regarding his parents, and Clark's forces arrest him and take him to Walters."
"I have no idea who might attempt that now...John's correct when he says he has enemies, but if there was a plant on B5 we would know about it, wouldn't we?"
"Perhaps. My personal guess, and it's just a guess, if this still happens, it will be someone with a connection to Babylon 5, but on the outside. I've been wracking my brain attempting to come up with possible culprits but don't have any."
At least none that I'm willing to voice concerns about.
"So your plan is to inform Hague if this happens and request...orbital support? You want to crash Fort Walters? Won't that alert them?"
"I thought of that so I scratched that idea, but the General needs to be informed if Sheridan is captured. If they decide to take him anywhere else BUT Fort Walters we're fucked royally."
That would truly be a game changer. If this happens any differently than in the show--we could lose John forever before the war even begins.
"We'll deal with it when it happens, this is very good by the way." Susan says of the Meatball Soup and salad I've prepared
"Thanks. I thought something a little different tonight. May I ask you a question of a personal nature?" I ask and that makes her arch her eye
"Sure."
The answer would have been no just even at the beginning of the year. We've progressed in our friendship.
"I uh, don't know how to bring this up so I'll---"
"You want to ask me about Marcus and I?" she responds bluntly
"Yeah...you ah know...how he feels?" I ask
"I've known for a long time Adam, as well as how you felt about me before Lianna came into the picture." she replies. She's got mad skills.
"Oh." I blush
"My personal business is my business, and no one else's. I know you're asking out of genuine...encouragement...but I'm not comfortable talking about any romantic prospects right now." she answers
Or like ever.
Some things don't change.
"Okay. I respect that. Let's change the subject then, I thought we'd talk about the VOICE OF THE RESISTANCE!" I exclaim with my old school news anchor voice
"I'd rather talk about my love life." she groans and I laugh
"Susan, I know you're uncomfortable with this but we need this. We need something against them. If you want I can go through the news and come up with a script for you that's comfortable to read. We can make the broadcasts short at first, say a half a hour, until you get comfortable and then we can increase them."
She sighs and agrees. A few days after the news crew leaves. I am called into Sheridan's office where Marcus and Stephen are already there.
"Gentlemen." I say
"Mr. Young. I've decided to send Stephen and Marcus ahead to Mars. The Hag on the Dirty Rock has agreed to receive them as part of our ongoing cooperation." I nod and he turns to the two of them.
"Communications silence after you make contact with the Resistance. You'll be on your own. Anything they need to know before they leave, Mr. Young?"
"A few things. Number One is in charge, but she's dealing with internal forces that don't agree with her approach, things are stressful, and can change at any moment. Be patient with her, also give her this."
I toss over Stephen a velvet pouch.
"Centuari...Adam..."
"I don't want to hear about it Stephen, I had it exchanged to Earth Force credits. Number One will know what it is for, and no you two don't need to know. You're not involved in this."
The two of them say their goodbyes and I turn to John.
"Is there anything else?" I ask
"You're going ahead with the Edgars operations then?" he asks
"Yes. Almost everything is set in place. I've tried my best to mitigate the collateral damage. I can't count on the variable of Bester's team."
"How'd he take the news about the virus?" Sheridan asks
Not so great.
"Not good. He accused me of withholding invaluable intelligence pertaining to the well being of his people---which made me laugh."
"Adam..."
"Well...the irony of the statement coming from him of all people..."
"Even so...it's not a good idea to provoke him in anyway. I'm still not comfortable in sanctioning the loss of life...Edgars..."
"Edgars is a monster sir. He was involved in things---that no one should be involved in. We're talking about beyond heavy black ops stuff. No known public photos, no interviews, no public appearances, and sir...he's been manipulating the Alliance for decades, and no one knew about it." I explain
"Is he behind Clark?" Sheridan asks
"No. The Shadows and Psi-Corp are Clark's backers as I mentioned before. Edgars was neutral on the matter, at best he considered it a problem that would eventually be removed by the political process. Edgars is kind of a shadow power broker, pardon the analogy. Has his fingers in many pies. His biggest project though is the anti-telepath virus. He put a good chunk of his massive fortune towards it. If it was distributed, it would wipe out the entirety of all known human telepaths, and could potentially affect Minbari and others as well."
"Still doesn't sit right with me. Your plan is dangerous Adam."
That's an understatement. If any thing is off---it would be a disaster of epic proportions. I did say I suck a Risk. This is going to be a test of my logistical planning.
"I know. As long as Lise is safe though...that is all that matters to me. I don't care about the rest."
"I assume that Number One will contact you once Lise is secured?"
"That's the plan yes. No communication means we've fucked up royally and Michael will kick my ass."
Seriously, maybe more than that.
"He's not going to be happy you did this without him, you know." Sheridan states the obvious
"I know, but it's better than the alternative was."
Yes. That is what I am justifying this as. My family and friends would be horrified that I planned all this. Show or not.
"For your sake, I hope your right. Dismissed."
"Aye sir."
Chapter 65: Black Ops Prep
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I forgot to tell them about Captain Jack, and John doesn't want us to use Stellar Com with them unless it is an absolutely emergency, I would think that someone set up by the Drakh to assassinate Tessa would be a great excuse, but maybe not. Za'Ha'Dum is still intact since no one visited it. Rangers occasionally patrol it but have reported no activity so if the Entire are using it, they're hiding their fleet well. Perhaps this bodes well for my plan for the Centauri, if they're still mainly using Za'Ha'Dum as their base of operations, that means they are not on Centauri Prime, and Shiv'Kala is isolated with maybe a small fleet on standby in the system somewhere. I haven't fully completed my plan, it will take years to execute properly and I will start to have to talk to the key players about it--but---my door chime goes off.
"Come."
To my surprise Londo Mollari walks into my quarters and has a look around.
"Ambassador, this is a surprise, to what do I owe the honor of your visit?"
"I have come to thank you once again, Mr. Young. It recently came to my attention that you..." he struggles to control his emotions. He's found out about Adira
"That you were responsible for safe guarding Adira Tyree, from certain people who would have killed her to use me, that alone you have my thanks, but I was wondering where she is?" he asks
I sit down and offer Londo, Braviri. I keep a small selection of both human and alien liquor in case I entertain guests.
"Braviri...you have fine taste Mr. Young." he accepts a glass
"The Lady Tyree I can assure you is in a safe place, where no harm will come to her. She's guarded for her own protection, but last report I had she was happy and thankful. As for seeing her...Ambassador..."
"Call me Londo. My friends call me Londo..." he says almost sadly---as he has almost no friends. I'm touched.
"It's still too dangerous Londo. You have enemies out there that you don't even know about, I don't want anything to happen to Adira because of that."
"What of Timov, is she not in similar danger as my wife?" he asks
"Of course but we both know Timov can take care of herself, and has protection that Adira would not have on Centauri Prime."
"Yessss. May I ask you a question, Mr. Young?" he asks
"Of course Londo."
"Why have you done this for me? You have...looked out for me despite the things I have done. I do not deserve such...aid." Londo asks
"I think I'm here Londo, to try and make this a better place. Not just Babylon 5, but the greater galaxy. We all make mistakes, I've made some even, despite having good intentions, I'll make more in the future. But I know what your destiny is Londo, and I promised myself if I ever had the opportunity to do so, I would relieve that from you as best I could."
"I see. You know of my dream then. Of G'Kar and I at each other's throats..."
"Yes."
"Then it comes true..."
"I can neither confirm or deny that Ambassador. All I know is that everyone's lives are theirs to shape as they please."
"I thank you from the bottom of my hearts Mr. Young for Adira. You will alert me when she's...able to be free once again?" he asks
I smile getting up.
"I think you'll know when that time comes Londo, but yes." I bow slightly
Londo puts up the number three.
"This is three times now that I owe you, yess. I know you will not accept any money, but I won't forget this."
"Just live your best life for me Londo, and continue to look out for Vir." I say winking at him and he laughs
A little while later I get another surprise visitor.
"Come."
It is Delenn.
"You know why I'm here?" she asks
"You're leaving for Minbar, to address your relationship with Sheridan to your clan, the Tenth Fane of Elleya."
"Yes. I came because..."
"You want to know if you're coming back."
She nods her head.
"You'll be back, and you and John's relationship will continue to grow stronger. I wish I could come with you, I'd love to see Minbar."
"You would not be accepted there..."
"At least not during the grilling session no."
"Grilling session..." Delenn frowns as she ponders the words
"Your ordeal in the Dreaming."
"Ah...."
I do not tell her about being a descendant of Valen. That is part of her self-discovery. We can talk about it if we have time when she comes back
"If I do not come back, I wanted to---thank you for everything." she says
"Your welcome Ambassador. The honor has been mine. Your friendship and mentorship has meant a great deal to me. But you'll be back. We'll have some interesting things to talk about as well." that makes her arch her eyebrows
The two of us bow to each other as I watch her leave, the bottom of her robes sweeping gracefully against the deck. I then sit down at my desk and turn on all my monitors to await confirmation of Bester's mission...
I forgot to tell them about Captain Jack, and John doesn't want us to use Stellar Com with them unless it is an absolutely emergency, I would think that someone set up by the Drakh to assassinate Tessa would be a great excuse, but maybe not. Za'Ha'Dum is still intact since no one visited it. Rangers occasionally patrol it but have reported no activity so if the Entire are using it, they're hiding their fleet well. Perhaps this bodes well for my plan for the Centauri, if they're still mainly using Za'Ha'Dum as their base of operations, that means they are not on Centauri Prime, and Shiv'Kala is isolated with maybe a small fleet on standby in the system somewhere. I haven't fully completed my plan, it will take years to execute properly and I will start to have to talk to the key players about it--but---my door chime goes off.
"Come."
To my surprise Londo Mollari walks into my quarters and has a look around.
"Ambassador, this is a surprise, to what do I owe the honor of your visit?"
"I have come to thank you once again, Mr. Young. It recently came to my attention that you..." he struggles to control his emotions. He's found out about Adira
"That you were responsible for safe guarding Adira Tyree, from certain people who would have killed her to use me, that alone you have my thanks, but I was wondering where she is?" he asks
I sit down and offer Londo, Braviri. I keep a small selection of both human and alien liquor in case I entertain guests.
"Braviri...you have fine taste Mr. Young." he accepts a glass
"The Lady Tyree I can assure you is in a safe place, where no harm will come to her. She's guarded for her own protection, but last report I had she was happy and thankful. As for seeing her...Ambassador..."
"Call me Londo. My friends call me Londo..." he says almost sadly---as he has almost no friends. I'm touched.
"It's still too dangerous Londo. You have enemies out there that you don't even know about, I don't want anything to happen to Adira because of that."
"What of Timov, is she not in similar danger as my wife?" he asks
"Of course but we both know Timov can take care of herself, and has protection that Adira would not have on Centauri Prime."
"Yessss. May I ask you a question, Mr. Young?" he asks
"Of course Londo."
"Why have you done this for me? You have...looked out for me despite the things I have done. I do not deserve such...aid." Londo asks
"I think I'm here Londo, to try and make this a better place. Not just Babylon 5, but the greater galaxy. We all make mistakes, I've made some even, despite having good intentions, I'll make more in the future. But I know what your destiny is Londo, and I promised myself if I ever had the opportunity to do so, I would relieve that from you as best I could."
"I see. You know of my dream then. Of G'Kar and I at each other's throats..."
"Yes."
"Then it comes true..."
"I can neither confirm or deny that Ambassador. All I know is that everyone's lives are theirs to shape as they please."
"I thank you from the bottom of my hearts Mr. Young for Adira. You will alert me when she's...able to be free once again?" he asks
I smile getting up.
"I think you'll know when that time comes Londo, but yes." I bow slightly
Londo puts up the number three.
"This is three times now that I owe you, yess. I know you will not accept any money, but I won't forget this."
"Just live your best life for me Londo, and continue to look out for Vir." I say winking at him and he laughs
A little while later I get another surprise visitor.
"Come."
It is Delenn.
"You know why I'm here?" she asks
"You're leaving for Minbar, to address your relationship with Sheridan to your clan, the Tenth Fane of Elleya."
"Yes. I came because..."
"You want to know if you're coming back."
She nods her head.
"You'll be back, and you and John's relationship will continue to grow stronger. I wish I could come with you, I'd love to see Minbar."
"You would not be accepted there..."
"At least not during the grilling session no."
"Grilling session..." Delenn frowns as she ponders the words
"Your ordeal in the Dreaming."
"Ah...."
I do not tell her about being a descendant of Valen. That is part of her self-discovery. We can talk about it if we have time when she comes back
"If I do not come back, I wanted to---thank you for everything." she says
"Your welcome Ambassador. The honor has been mine. Your friendship and mentorship has meant a great deal to me. But you'll be back. We'll have some interesting things to talk about as well." that makes her arch her eyebrows
The two of us bow to each other as I watch her leave, the bottom of her robes sweeping gracefully against the deck. I then sit down at my desk and turn on all my monitors to await confirmation of Bester's mission...
Chapter 66: Storming The Compound
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I sit down at my desk in front of my monitors and with the specialized ear piece given to me, listen in on what the operation. The plan is two fold. Bester's team is to storm the main laboratory facilities, and destroy what he has to, like in the episode proper this occurs in. He is not authorized to access any other part of the house. If he kills Edgars, Wade, and the like, fine, but the the deal is immediately off if anything he does harms Lise, or worse.
"This is Bravo Leader to Alpha Leader. We are ready to proceed sir."
"You have your orders, Bravo Leader. No mistakes."
"Understood sir."
I hear commands being relayed and both teams are in place.
"Alpha Leader, this is Gold Leader, we're absolutely clear on what our objective is?" I ask Bester
"Crystal, Gold Leader."
I then bring up Number One on Stellar Com.
"The Strike team is in place about to hit the compound. You're authorized to go. I don't know where she'll be, so you'll have to--"
"My people know their job." Tessa snaps back and I just nod
"Acknowledged."
A few minutes passes without any communication and my door suddenly opened, by force from the outside, I immediately get up and it's Michael. A very angry Michael Garibaldi.
"What the hell do you think you're doing?" he asks with considerable restraint. I take out one of the ear buds.
"I am not surprised you found out about this, I'm trying to save Lise for you."
"By having her husband murdered?"
"Her husband is a monster Michael, you can explain it to her when you see her."
"You should have come to me damn it. You don't---" I put up a hand and replace the ear bud.
"Gold Leader, this is Alpha Leader, we have successfully completed the mission." Bester reports and I blink
"Already?"
"Yes."
"You stuck to the agreed upon target?"
"Of course. It's done."
"Get out of there..."
"We're already gone Gold Leader. Ceasing comm." and my audio cuts out
"Damn it." I say
"What?" Michael asks
"The first part of the mission is over. Bester's team successfully has destroyed the virus and the lab facilities."
"Adam if Lise is---"
Stellar Com pops back up with Tessa's face.
"We have the package Silver Steel. We're proceeding to Alpha Site." and the screen goes blank again
"Does that mean?"
"They have Lise, and William Edgars is dead." I say
"This was..."
"Something that needed to be done Michael. Yeah, I should have come to you, but time was not on our side. This is what they were using you for my friend. Bester wanted the information on the anti-telepath drug Edgar's was developing. Somehow they had moles within Edgars or something and found out about it. That is what he altered the original Psi-Corp programming for, you would act as his means on obtaining the information, so he could destroy the facility and save his people."
"Lise?"
"You're able to locate her with help from the Resistance, after Lyta confirms that you were set up by Bester and Psi-Corp."
"You really have...prevented me from experiencing all that..." He says starting to fully digest what I've done for him.
Tessa pops up on screen. Lise is standing unsure next to her in some kind of Mars safe house.
"It's done. As you can see Ms. Hampton-Edgars is well---"
"Lise..." Garibaldi intones into my mic
"Who are you?" Tessa asks of Garibaldi
"He's a friend. Thank you Number One. I'll wire your funds to you shortly, get out of there. You're sure that she's okay where you are?"
"It's a highly secure bunker, no one knows about except us. She'll have security. Unless you'd rather us take her with us...not sure if that will be any safer."
"Take her with you, we'll arrange pick up, and extra funds upon safe arrival."
"Acknowledged, if your friend is going to talk, he has a few minutes, then we're bailing."
"Thank you Number One."
Tessa just nods and leaves off screen.
"I'll let you two talk to each other, but you heard Number One, you don't have a long time."
I get up and leave my quarters. I start shaking. I put my hand against the bulk head, then use breathing exercises to calm myself down. It worked. Now I'll have to find out about the causalities. I tap my link.
"Young to Sheridan..."
"Sheridan, go."
"It's done sir. Both missions were a success. I think Michael is going to want to go get Lise himself."
"Well done Mr. Young...I told you he'd be pissed."
"Seeing Lise saved me from getting my arse tossed out an airlock. He's gonna press seeing Lise sir, I suggest we let him."
"Agreed. I'll talk to him when he comes to see me about it. Well done Adam."
"Thank you sir."
I take a couple of moments to myself, before heading back into my quarters. Lise is shaking, but she's been through a lot, she'll get through this. Hopefully, with Michael now at her side.
"I'm sorry, but we need to wrap this up...Ms. Hampton-Edgars, I apologize---"
"You have nothing to apologize for---Michael's explained everything to me. I hope to meet you when this is over."
"I look forward to it. You'll need to hurry. We'll arrange pick up, but it won't be for a few weeks I'm afraid."
"Screw that...I'm going to talk to Sheridan." Michael gets up and I smile, predictable.
"He's waiting for you."
Lise thanks me again and I cut the channel and slump back in my chair. Garibaldi turns around to thank me before he leaves.
"This was one of the most dangerous, stupidest, moronic things i've ever seen, but I realize why you did it, and you have my thanks. You wanna do something like this again, you come to me first? Understood? That's not an order. That's I'll knock you on your dumb ass if you don't!"
I nod and we both hug slightly and he takes off
It will be interesting to see how ISN covers what just happened....
I sit down at my desk in front of my monitors and with the specialized ear piece given to me, listen in on what the operation. The plan is two fold. Bester's team is to storm the main laboratory facilities, and destroy what he has to, like in the episode proper this occurs in. He is not authorized to access any other part of the house. If he kills Edgars, Wade, and the like, fine, but the the deal is immediately off if anything he does harms Lise, or worse.
"This is Bravo Leader to Alpha Leader. We are ready to proceed sir."
"You have your orders, Bravo Leader. No mistakes."
"Understood sir."
I hear commands being relayed and both teams are in place.
"Alpha Leader, this is Gold Leader, we're absolutely clear on what our objective is?" I ask Bester
"Crystal, Gold Leader."
I then bring up Number One on Stellar Com.
"The Strike team is in place about to hit the compound. You're authorized to go. I don't know where she'll be, so you'll have to--"
"My people know their job." Tessa snaps back and I just nod
"Acknowledged."
A few minutes passes without any communication and my door suddenly opened, by force from the outside, I immediately get up and it's Michael. A very angry Michael Garibaldi.
"What the hell do you think you're doing?" he asks with considerable restraint. I take out one of the ear buds.
"I am not surprised you found out about this, I'm trying to save Lise for you."
"By having her husband murdered?"
"Her husband is a monster Michael, you can explain it to her when you see her."
"You should have come to me damn it. You don't---" I put up a hand and replace the ear bud.
"Gold Leader, this is Alpha Leader, we have successfully completed the mission." Bester reports and I blink
"Already?"
"Yes."
"You stuck to the agreed upon target?"
"Of course. It's done."
"Get out of there..."
"We're already gone Gold Leader. Ceasing comm." and my audio cuts out
"Damn it." I say
"What?" Michael asks
"The first part of the mission is over. Bester's team successfully has destroyed the virus and the lab facilities."
"Adam if Lise is---"
Stellar Com pops back up with Tessa's face.
"We have the package Silver Steel. We're proceeding to Alpha Site." and the screen goes blank again
"Does that mean?"
"They have Lise, and William Edgars is dead." I say
"This was..."
"Something that needed to be done Michael. Yeah, I should have come to you, but time was not on our side. This is what they were using you for my friend. Bester wanted the information on the anti-telepath drug Edgar's was developing. Somehow they had moles within Edgars or something and found out about it. That is what he altered the original Psi-Corp programming for, you would act as his means on obtaining the information, so he could destroy the facility and save his people."
"Lise?"
"You're able to locate her with help from the Resistance, after Lyta confirms that you were set up by Bester and Psi-Corp."
"You really have...prevented me from experiencing all that..." He says starting to fully digest what I've done for him.
Tessa pops up on screen. Lise is standing unsure next to her in some kind of Mars safe house.
"It's done. As you can see Ms. Hampton-Edgars is well---"
"Lise..." Garibaldi intones into my mic
"Who are you?" Tessa asks of Garibaldi
"He's a friend. Thank you Number One. I'll wire your funds to you shortly, get out of there. You're sure that she's okay where you are?"
"It's a highly secure bunker, no one knows about except us. She'll have security. Unless you'd rather us take her with us...not sure if that will be any safer."
"Take her with you, we'll arrange pick up, and extra funds upon safe arrival."
"Acknowledged, if your friend is going to talk, he has a few minutes, then we're bailing."
"Thank you Number One."
Tessa just nods and leaves off screen.
"I'll let you two talk to each other, but you heard Number One, you don't have a long time."
I get up and leave my quarters. I start shaking. I put my hand against the bulk head, then use breathing exercises to calm myself down. It worked. Now I'll have to find out about the causalities. I tap my link.
"Young to Sheridan..."
"Sheridan, go."
"It's done sir. Both missions were a success. I think Michael is going to want to go get Lise himself."
"Well done Mr. Young...I told you he'd be pissed."
"Seeing Lise saved me from getting my arse tossed out an airlock. He's gonna press seeing Lise sir, I suggest we let him."
"Agreed. I'll talk to him when he comes to see me about it. Well done Adam."
"Thank you sir."
I take a couple of moments to myself, before heading back into my quarters. Lise is shaking, but she's been through a lot, she'll get through this. Hopefully, with Michael now at her side.
"I'm sorry, but we need to wrap this up...Ms. Hampton-Edgars, I apologize---"
"You have nothing to apologize for---Michael's explained everything to me. I hope to meet you when this is over."
"I look forward to it. You'll need to hurry. We'll arrange pick up, but it won't be for a few weeks I'm afraid."
"Screw that...I'm going to talk to Sheridan." Michael gets up and I smile, predictable.
"He's waiting for you."
Lise thanks me again and I cut the channel and slump back in my chair. Garibaldi turns around to thank me before he leaves.
"This was one of the most dangerous, stupidest, moronic things i've ever seen, but I realize why you did it, and you have my thanks. You wanna do something like this again, you come to me first? Understood? That's not an order. That's I'll knock you on your dumb ass if you don't!"
I nod and we both hug slightly and he takes off
It will be interesting to see how ISN covers what just happened....
Chapter 67: Damage Control
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We've now just entered May 2261. Stephen and Marcus have arrived on Mars and begun working with Tessa who has accepted them, and by extension, our help. We've made good on our promise as well by providing limited funding, and continued Ranger assistance to the Resistance. The ISN propaganda piece on us airs and it's not as bad as it was shown on the show since all the Garibaldi stuff has been butterflied. It finishes with painting John as a alien sympathizer and traitor to his race. Thus, the true intent of the piece. It angers Sheridan naturally as it does in the episode as I begin to filter through news items.
The War Room is once more alive with activity as we've transformed it into The Voice of the Resistance broadcast studio. We've more processing power than ISN does right now, and can reach more people thanks to Draal's efforts, and a little help from Zathras. The techs fine tuned the equipment needed to broadcast. Ivanova is sitting in her chair in the newly installed anchor desk. We're actually looking pretty professional. I hand her over some papers.
"This is all the news I've pulled from various sectors that ISN has chosen not to focus on."
It was actually fun to be able to utilize my writing skills for once.
She looks down at the script and notes, then back up at me.
"You're not going to report on Edgars?"
I shrug.
"I'd prefer not to in this case. ISN will most likely blame us, which is fine. It was a black ops mission Susan. No need to clarify blame."
"Okay gotcha."
"Now remember, this is the first broadcast, we're going for thirty minutes live. Not sure if we'll get feedback or not, that's not really the point, but if you are comfortable we'll ratch it up to 60 minutes. You've got this Susan. Just be yourself and you'll be fine."
I wink heading off the platform and I sit down at the round table to watch the broadcast. A tech acting as floor director begins to count her down. She looks at me one more time, and I just nod. The lights in the studio dim and a spotlight shines on Ivanova, making her look like the radiant angel she is. We're now live. I absolutely hate the Voice of the Resistance logo, it looks cheap, which of course is the point. We're an underground op here. JMS' words make for a great script. No reason to change the opening...I sprinkled in stuff to reflect the changes I have made of course but if it ain't broke...
"This is Commander Susan Ivanova of Babylon 5, and this is the first official broadcast of the Voice of the Resistance. We're sending this signal out to every ship that wants to hear the truth. To our colleagues on Proxima III who have declared themselves the Government in Exile, to our freedom fighters on Mars, and Orion VII, and to Earth, which despite what you may have heard, is still our home, and still the one dream that we are as loyal now as we have ever been. Over the last three years, since President Clark took over after arranging the assassination of President Santiago, you have been hearing nothing but misinformation, propaganda, and outright lies. Now...we're gonna tell you the truth, and we're going to keep telling it. We'll keep telling it until they shut us down, or President Clark resigns and returns Earth to the hands of our people. You can kill us, bomb our colonies, destroy innocent civilians, but you can not kill the truth, and the truth is back in business."
I have tears in my eyes and refrain from jumping out and shouting. Claudia was such a natural. Underrated actress. Susan nails it and we jump into the broadcast. Susan is a natural at this despite her hesitation. After the final story is read, which was about something about Drazi shipping lanes, the lights go back up and the director yells cut. I rush over to the desk.
"You were absolutely fantastic!"
"I've got a bias audience." she replies standing up, ever the stoic
"Not at all. You were great. You nailed the opening, and treated the material with the seriousness it deserves. Fuck the loyalists and their propaganda. We've got you!"
Okay, settle down Adam, you're laying it on too thick. LOL.
"Thank you, Adam." she says almost blushing
Sheridan walks in.
"Congratulations to you both, especially you Susan. That was tremendous." he was watching from his office
Sheridan's link goes off before he can continue. It's Corwin.
"Sir, you may want to turn on ISN right now."
He orders one of the techs to switch on ISN. The liquid based view screen shifts and ISN live feed now displays their report.
"Two days ago, the Mars industrialist William Edgars, was found dead in his compound on Mars after deadly attacks were conducted by unknown terrorist forces. ISN sources indicate that rebel forces are responsible for the attack, which resulted in a dozen people being killed, including Edgars head of security---identified only as Wade, and several other staff members either caught in the crossfire or attempting to stop it. Edgars himself, was found dead by Mars Police, while his wife Lise Hampton-Edgars seems to have come out unscathed. Details on the specifics of the attack aren't clear, but Edgars main pharmaceutical lab was completely destroyed. The Board of Directors now will have to deal with this incredible loss, we've been informed that with Edgars dead---Hampton-Edgars will inherit the company. More on this as it develops."
I frown. Uh-oh.
"Turn it off." Sheridan orders and someone does so
"So the potential consequences of your attempt at playing spy are out there now. They may implicate Lise of arranging the murder of her husband, detaining my Security Chief who has gallivanted off to pick up his lady love, when I need him the most. At least they're blaming us as you expected. What are you going to do if Lise is implicated in Edgars murder?" Sheridan asks
"She won't be. Tessa found her in their panic room, terrified. Bester's team did his job precisely as we agreed upon, and Tessa kept the amount of extraction people she used extremely small. They wiped all the internal security cameras as well. If they interview her, and conduct tests, they'll find nothing. For all of his faults, Edgars loved Lise. Enough to protect her from his operations. He told her nothing and kept her in the dark about everything so she'd have..."
"Plausible deniability if anything like what happened---happened. You're damned lucky. I know I sanctioned this, but I shouldn't have. Garibaldi should have headed this. You're not to do anything like this again unless I or Garibaldi ask you to. Is that clear?" Sheridan orders
"Yes sir."
"Hopefully this won't blow up in our faces, least thing we need to deal with. All right. Great first broadcast, how are you feeling Susan?"
"I'm good. I thought it went okay...Adam was impressed."
"That's a good start. Starting out with the truth about Clark right away is a gamble, but the more people know, the better. All right. I'm heading back to CIC...hopefully nothing else decides to ruin today." He says gruffly
"That was decidedly less yelling than I expected." I say
"He's restraining himself, he's been on edge since Delenn left as you know."
"Yeah. This was not something that needed to contribute to that. I focused only about Lise, but not that anything would reflect on her negatively."
"That's the trouble with these sorts of things, not everything is taken into account. You're dipping into things since you've been here, you've never experienced before, only seen, and that's all and good, but experience goes a long way sometimes." she gets up and leaves leaving me to contemplate my actions.
We've now just entered May 2261. Stephen and Marcus have arrived on Mars and begun working with Tessa who has accepted them, and by extension, our help. We've made good on our promise as well by providing limited funding, and continued Ranger assistance to the Resistance. The ISN propaganda piece on us airs and it's not as bad as it was shown on the show since all the Garibaldi stuff has been butterflied. It finishes with painting John as a alien sympathizer and traitor to his race. Thus, the true intent of the piece. It angers Sheridan naturally as it does in the episode as I begin to filter through news items.
The War Room is once more alive with activity as we've transformed it into The Voice of the Resistance broadcast studio. We've more processing power than ISN does right now, and can reach more people thanks to Draal's efforts, and a little help from Zathras. The techs fine tuned the equipment needed to broadcast. Ivanova is sitting in her chair in the newly installed anchor desk. We're actually looking pretty professional. I hand her over some papers.
"This is all the news I've pulled from various sectors that ISN has chosen not to focus on."
It was actually fun to be able to utilize my writing skills for once.
She looks down at the script and notes, then back up at me.
"You're not going to report on Edgars?"
I shrug.
"I'd prefer not to in this case. ISN will most likely blame us, which is fine. It was a black ops mission Susan. No need to clarify blame."
"Okay gotcha."
"Now remember, this is the first broadcast, we're going for thirty minutes live. Not sure if we'll get feedback or not, that's not really the point, but if you are comfortable we'll ratch it up to 60 minutes. You've got this Susan. Just be yourself and you'll be fine."
I wink heading off the platform and I sit down at the round table to watch the broadcast. A tech acting as floor director begins to count her down. She looks at me one more time, and I just nod. The lights in the studio dim and a spotlight shines on Ivanova, making her look like the radiant angel she is. We're now live. I absolutely hate the Voice of the Resistance logo, it looks cheap, which of course is the point. We're an underground op here. JMS' words make for a great script. No reason to change the opening...I sprinkled in stuff to reflect the changes I have made of course but if it ain't broke...
"This is Commander Susan Ivanova of Babylon 5, and this is the first official broadcast of the Voice of the Resistance. We're sending this signal out to every ship that wants to hear the truth. To our colleagues on Proxima III who have declared themselves the Government in Exile, to our freedom fighters on Mars, and Orion VII, and to Earth, which despite what you may have heard, is still our home, and still the one dream that we are as loyal now as we have ever been. Over the last three years, since President Clark took over after arranging the assassination of President Santiago, you have been hearing nothing but misinformation, propaganda, and outright lies. Now...we're gonna tell you the truth, and we're going to keep telling it. We'll keep telling it until they shut us down, or President Clark resigns and returns Earth to the hands of our people. You can kill us, bomb our colonies, destroy innocent civilians, but you can not kill the truth, and the truth is back in business."
I have tears in my eyes and refrain from jumping out and shouting. Claudia was such a natural. Underrated actress. Susan nails it and we jump into the broadcast. Susan is a natural at this despite her hesitation. After the final story is read, which was about something about Drazi shipping lanes, the lights go back up and the director yells cut. I rush over to the desk.
"You were absolutely fantastic!"
"I've got a bias audience." she replies standing up, ever the stoic
"Not at all. You were great. You nailed the opening, and treated the material with the seriousness it deserves. Fuck the loyalists and their propaganda. We've got you!"
Okay, settle down Adam, you're laying it on too thick. LOL.
"Thank you, Adam." she says almost blushing
Sheridan walks in.
"Congratulations to you both, especially you Susan. That was tremendous." he was watching from his office
Sheridan's link goes off before he can continue. It's Corwin.
"Sir, you may want to turn on ISN right now."
He orders one of the techs to switch on ISN. The liquid based view screen shifts and ISN live feed now displays their report.
"Two days ago, the Mars industrialist William Edgars, was found dead in his compound on Mars after deadly attacks were conducted by unknown terrorist forces. ISN sources indicate that rebel forces are responsible for the attack, which resulted in a dozen people being killed, including Edgars head of security---identified only as Wade, and several other staff members either caught in the crossfire or attempting to stop it. Edgars himself, was found dead by Mars Police, while his wife Lise Hampton-Edgars seems to have come out unscathed. Details on the specifics of the attack aren't clear, but Edgars main pharmaceutical lab was completely destroyed. The Board of Directors now will have to deal with this incredible loss, we've been informed that with Edgars dead---Hampton-Edgars will inherit the company. More on this as it develops."
I frown. Uh-oh.
"Turn it off." Sheridan orders and someone does so
"So the potential consequences of your attempt at playing spy are out there now. They may implicate Lise of arranging the murder of her husband, detaining my Security Chief who has gallivanted off to pick up his lady love, when I need him the most. At least they're blaming us as you expected. What are you going to do if Lise is implicated in Edgars murder?" Sheridan asks
"She won't be. Tessa found her in their panic room, terrified. Bester's team did his job precisely as we agreed upon, and Tessa kept the amount of extraction people she used extremely small. They wiped all the internal security cameras as well. If they interview her, and conduct tests, they'll find nothing. For all of his faults, Edgars loved Lise. Enough to protect her from his operations. He told her nothing and kept her in the dark about everything so she'd have..."
"Plausible deniability if anything like what happened---happened. You're damned lucky. I know I sanctioned this, but I shouldn't have. Garibaldi should have headed this. You're not to do anything like this again unless I or Garibaldi ask you to. Is that clear?" Sheridan orders
"Yes sir."
"Hopefully this won't blow up in our faces, least thing we need to deal with. All right. Great first broadcast, how are you feeling Susan?"
"I'm good. I thought it went okay...Adam was impressed."
"That's a good start. Starting out with the truth about Clark right away is a gamble, but the more people know, the better. All right. I'm heading back to CIC...hopefully nothing else decides to ruin today." He says gruffly
"That was decidedly less yelling than I expected." I say
"He's restraining himself, he's been on edge since Delenn left as you know."
"Yeah. This was not something that needed to contribute to that. I focused only about Lise, but not that anything would reflect on her negatively."
"That's the trouble with these sorts of things, not everything is taken into account. You're dipping into things since you've been here, you've never experienced before, only seen, and that's all and good, but experience goes a long way sometimes." she gets up and leaves leaving me to contemplate my actions.
Chapter 68: Threat Assessment Report May 2261
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To: Captain John J. Sheridan.
Commanding Officer/Military Governor: Babylon 5.
From: Adam Christopher Young, Civilian Consultant (Unofficial)
Threat Assessment Report
Thursday May 15, 2261.
As per request from Captain John J. Sheridan, I have been asked to compile and write a galactic threat assessment report, in an attempt to ascertain continued enemy threats post Shadow War, and as we enter into the final conflict of the Earth Civil War. This report would be considered ultra violet alpha level of clearance to read.
The Drakh Entire: Quite possibly the most dangerous external threat no one knows about. I should have informed you of their presence earlier than I did, I should have done a whole lot of things differently, but this isn't about mistakes. The Drakh worship the Shadows and what they stood for, being genetically manipulated by them eons ago. Reptilian in appearance, they have a tough exterior scale like skin, two prominent crests that bend around the base of their skull. Perhaps their most distinguishable feature is the specialized pouch they carry on the upper left side of their chest, used to bond and nourish with newborn...keepers. The Drakh were created to serve the Shadows, and both worship them as their God, but also consider themselves their "children". Now that the Shadows have left our realm, they feel like they have inherited the galaxy and must take up the great work after them as their natural successors.
The Drakh possess unknown degrees of telepathic and telekinetic ability, their telepathic abilities assist them in controlling the Keepers and their hosts. They are in turn able to see, and feel everything the "thrall" or host can. A keeper can not hold liquor. It is perhaps one of the few weaknesses, if any the keepers possess. The Drakh can also manipulate a thrall (host's) dream state or sense of reality. It is a limited ability, and not able to be used over long distances. They form as a Hive Mind collectively, when not, they have caste systems similar to the Minbari and other such races. Although not confirmed, the Drakh are operating out of the remains of Za'Ha'Dum since it has not self destructed/been destroyed like in the television series where I come from. Their fleet is most likely hidden, and therefore it is currently unknown how their strength, assume the worst though.
The Drakh also possess the ability to deploy a "Death Cloud" which is composed of extremely advanced nano-tech interlaced in a movable latticed superstructure. Only Vorlon technology can detect a Death Cloud---as we were able to so on White Star 2. The Death Clouds are able to drain heat energy, enabling them to shut down ships, including their jump gate engines that are within it's general vicinity. The main control centre is hidden deep inside the cloud, and can only be destroyed using beam technology such as high intensity lasers. Finding this centre though is extremely difficult. The Death Cloud also is capable of deploying biological weapons upon a target, and can infect a planet in seconds doing so. The nano virus immediately adapts to it's native species it is attacking, and then it is a matter of time before it is able to outright kill that species. There is currently no known cure for the nano-virus. Recommend extensive research by the Xenobiological Research Department when possible.
It is unknown how many planets throughout the galaxy the Drakh have embedded themselves on. Centauri Prime should be considered a possibility given it's connection to the Shadows. It is in it's infancy, but I have a plan to deal with the Drakh. We will discuss it upon completion of the Earth Civil War.
The Centuari Republic: The Centuari Republic are in a perilous place in their history. Coming out of the Narn and Shadow Wars, they possess aside from the Minbari, the biggest fleet in the galaxy, and are willing to use it should they feel provoked. It may not appear like it right now, but they are a declining species. This is why elements in the government, including Ambassador Mollari, are so desperate to reclaim their past glory. They can feel it in their bones and are desperate to cling to some fathom of power. The Shadows enabled them, however briefly to realize that power. The brief tyrannical reign of Emperor Cartagia, nearly ended in disaster for the Centauri, as the Vorlons targeted them in their purge, in spite of my warning, they escaped total destruction by their hairs on their chinny chin, chins. It was that close. The remaining old guard in the Centaurum yearn for conquest and glory, so will still be looking to take advantage of any unsuspecting species that have inferior defenses and are relatively nearby. Mollari's ascension and increased influenced will be able to somewhat deflect these...needs, but external forces have other plans for the Centauri. The Drakh will look to ensnare the Republic as revenge for the destruction of their God on the Island of Selini. Again I have plans to help the Centauri, but they are years away from being effective at all. We could dispatch Anla'Shok to deal with them, but it would be like looking for a needle in a haystack as the Drakh are extremely good at concealing themselves. This is one of the reasons why I've not revealed this to anyone yet, I don't know how to help the Centauri at this point. My plan is set for the future, as things stand now...they are on their own where this is concerned. Continued diplomatic overtures to the Centaurum are recommended but considering what I just revealed, I'm not sure what the point would be.
Drazi Freehold: You maybe asking yourself, why the Drazi are on here? While not a traditional threat---their impatience at becoming an ally of the greater interstellar community we are working to build, gets the better of their warrior mentality and they attempt to attack the Brakiri. Events progress where they participate in a joint attack against the Centurai Republic as well. This situation can be resolved early if we are able to assure them that no one will attack their borders. It is my guess that they were provoked into attacking, either by the Drakh, or elements within their own government. Aggressive diplomacy should resolve this before it gets out of control.
Earth Alliance: We are nearing the end game of this conflict with Earth. What began with the tragic assassination of President Luis Santiago on December 31, 2259, by William Morgan Clark, will end in the coming months. There has been little in the way of physical conflict with Earth, as we've entered into a sort of cold war state with them. With the Shadows now gone, Clark lost a powerful ally. With our plan enacted to remove the influence of Psi-Corp, that will further impair Clark as two of his most powerful allies will have been taken out of the picture. I'm unsure if the latter can be done within the short time frame the final battle will take place in. Clark's Administration in response to our victory over the Shadows, has increased it's Propaganda war against the resistance, primarily targeting Captain Sheridan. This has so far appeared in the form of recent ISN reports about Babylon 5, and will continued in increased increments over the next several months. Countering with the Voice of the Resistance is a start.
General Hague being alive has changed the game slightly in our advantage. Without him, we would have been in a worse position than we are now, with him though we have all the ships and fighters that have defected to his side which is nearing around 55 ships. The Loyalists still out number us at least two to one, including possessing the Advanced Destroyer Group which is currently six ships. We'll have to target and deal with those first, I recommend dispatching Susan in command of a White Star fleet to take care of that. President Clark will begin to get "itchy" sometime around October and November. General Hague---if he is ready---I recommend act as our front lines and early assault group. Ideally, we could target Mars first with Hague's group. Clark will want to focus on you, Captain, so we should take advantage of that. The General's forces can concentrate on the remaining colonies, while we engage the big boys. I'll leave the actual planning to you and the War Council. Given the alteration that Proxima is in our possession already, we should again target Orion VII first as they will have suffered through sanctions and blockades, then IO. However if we split our forces like I've suggested, we can talk about who takes what target as we march towards Earth.
One final thing...President Clark...I know there are some who wish to capture him. I'm honestly unsure how possible this is, he is secured at all times. Reports are that he is a recluse and spends all his time in his office. There's been some question about his mental state, denied of course by state officials, and those journalists brave enough to still ask about this are---dealt with by Nightwatch and the Ministry of Peace. I bring this up, because it is highly unlikely our forces will be able to arrest him, in the show, when he realizes it's over, he commits suicide and his final act is to turn Earth's orbital defenses against it's self. I am not sure how to stop this...nearly all the government opposing Clark are now on Promixa III with the Senate-In-Exile. We would need an insider who was willing to defect to change this outcome. I'm not even certain if sending Rangers would work. Unless there is override access externally, this will happen again. You're able to stop it---but it's a close call, too close for comfort, and I'd like to avoid this completely if possible.
The Narn Regime: One would not consider the Narn to be any kind of threat considering the savagery and pain they have just emerged from thanks to the Narn-Centauri War. However, the Kha'Ri have reformed as their government and begun the long road of rebuilding. Naturally, given what they've been through, they're not in a very diplomatic state of mind currently, and have revenge on their minds. G'Kar has attempted to mitigate some of this with his spiritual teachings, but the memories of those who suffered so much loss and witnessed the destruction of their cities are fueled with rage. They will want to take shots at the Centauri, this should be discouraged as much as possible. I do not know if we can avoid another such conflict between the two powers when there are dangerous external elements at work that are manipulating this in order to further galactic disruption. In order for what we are planning to work, the Drakh must be dealt with first. I suggest we address this immediately after the Earth Civil War is concluded at the earliest time possible. It would go a long way to stabilize the galaxy.
Psi-Corp: The Corps Is Mother. The Corps is Father. Psi-Corp has cultivated too much power. It's influence is greater than anyone of us---including myself---can comprehend. Originally, it was formed to help humans to learn how to control their powers, and oversight of them in general. At some point during it's early history, this began to change, and the organization we know today emerged from the benign ideology of those early days. Instead of peaceful coexistence between humans (mundanes) and telepaths, Psi-Corp changed it's ideology to a more aggressive stance. They weren't just training and teaching telepaths, they were preparing an army for the day when conflict between our two peoples would occur---the Telepath War. We have spoken briefly of this--and our pitch to Alfred Bester---is for the sole purpose of completely avoiding it. It was never depicted on television, and very little information was given about it---except that it was bloody. It is imperative that Bester succeed in his attempt to usurp control of the Corp from it's current leadership so that we may begin the process of searching for a world for the telepaths. Dissolving the Corp is one of the most critical things we may ever do post Civil War.
This concludes my threat assessment report. Will be happy to answer any questions or make addendums if required.
To: Captain John J. Sheridan.
Commanding Officer/Military Governor: Babylon 5.
From: Adam Christopher Young, Civilian Consultant (Unofficial)
Threat Assessment Report
Thursday May 15, 2261.
As per request from Captain John J. Sheridan, I have been asked to compile and write a galactic threat assessment report, in an attempt to ascertain continued enemy threats post Shadow War, and as we enter into the final conflict of the Earth Civil War. This report would be considered ultra violet alpha level of clearance to read.
The Drakh Entire: Quite possibly the most dangerous external threat no one knows about. I should have informed you of their presence earlier than I did, I should have done a whole lot of things differently, but this isn't about mistakes. The Drakh worship the Shadows and what they stood for, being genetically manipulated by them eons ago. Reptilian in appearance, they have a tough exterior scale like skin, two prominent crests that bend around the base of their skull. Perhaps their most distinguishable feature is the specialized pouch they carry on the upper left side of their chest, used to bond and nourish with newborn...keepers. The Drakh were created to serve the Shadows, and both worship them as their God, but also consider themselves their "children". Now that the Shadows have left our realm, they feel like they have inherited the galaxy and must take up the great work after them as their natural successors.
The Drakh possess unknown degrees of telepathic and telekinetic ability, their telepathic abilities assist them in controlling the Keepers and their hosts. They are in turn able to see, and feel everything the "thrall" or host can. A keeper can not hold liquor. It is perhaps one of the few weaknesses, if any the keepers possess. The Drakh can also manipulate a thrall (host's) dream state or sense of reality. It is a limited ability, and not able to be used over long distances. They form as a Hive Mind collectively, when not, they have caste systems similar to the Minbari and other such races. Although not confirmed, the Drakh are operating out of the remains of Za'Ha'Dum since it has not self destructed/been destroyed like in the television series where I come from. Their fleet is most likely hidden, and therefore it is currently unknown how their strength, assume the worst though.
The Drakh also possess the ability to deploy a "Death Cloud" which is composed of extremely advanced nano-tech interlaced in a movable latticed superstructure. Only Vorlon technology can detect a Death Cloud---as we were able to so on White Star 2. The Death Clouds are able to drain heat energy, enabling them to shut down ships, including their jump gate engines that are within it's general vicinity. The main control centre is hidden deep inside the cloud, and can only be destroyed using beam technology such as high intensity lasers. Finding this centre though is extremely difficult. The Death Cloud also is capable of deploying biological weapons upon a target, and can infect a planet in seconds doing so. The nano virus immediately adapts to it's native species it is attacking, and then it is a matter of time before it is able to outright kill that species. There is currently no known cure for the nano-virus. Recommend extensive research by the Xenobiological Research Department when possible.
It is unknown how many planets throughout the galaxy the Drakh have embedded themselves on. Centauri Prime should be considered a possibility given it's connection to the Shadows. It is in it's infancy, but I have a plan to deal with the Drakh. We will discuss it upon completion of the Earth Civil War.
The Centuari Republic: The Centuari Republic are in a perilous place in their history. Coming out of the Narn and Shadow Wars, they possess aside from the Minbari, the biggest fleet in the galaxy, and are willing to use it should they feel provoked. It may not appear like it right now, but they are a declining species. This is why elements in the government, including Ambassador Mollari, are so desperate to reclaim their past glory. They can feel it in their bones and are desperate to cling to some fathom of power. The Shadows enabled them, however briefly to realize that power. The brief tyrannical reign of Emperor Cartagia, nearly ended in disaster for the Centauri, as the Vorlons targeted them in their purge, in spite of my warning, they escaped total destruction by their hairs on their chinny chin, chins. It was that close. The remaining old guard in the Centaurum yearn for conquest and glory, so will still be looking to take advantage of any unsuspecting species that have inferior defenses and are relatively nearby. Mollari's ascension and increased influenced will be able to somewhat deflect these...needs, but external forces have other plans for the Centauri. The Drakh will look to ensnare the Republic as revenge for the destruction of their God on the Island of Selini. Again I have plans to help the Centauri, but they are years away from being effective at all. We could dispatch Anla'Shok to deal with them, but it would be like looking for a needle in a haystack as the Drakh are extremely good at concealing themselves. This is one of the reasons why I've not revealed this to anyone yet, I don't know how to help the Centauri at this point. My plan is set for the future, as things stand now...they are on their own where this is concerned. Continued diplomatic overtures to the Centaurum are recommended but considering what I just revealed, I'm not sure what the point would be.
Drazi Freehold: You maybe asking yourself, why the Drazi are on here? While not a traditional threat---their impatience at becoming an ally of the greater interstellar community we are working to build, gets the better of their warrior mentality and they attempt to attack the Brakiri. Events progress where they participate in a joint attack against the Centurai Republic as well. This situation can be resolved early if we are able to assure them that no one will attack their borders. It is my guess that they were provoked into attacking, either by the Drakh, or elements within their own government. Aggressive diplomacy should resolve this before it gets out of control.
Earth Alliance: We are nearing the end game of this conflict with Earth. What began with the tragic assassination of President Luis Santiago on December 31, 2259, by William Morgan Clark, will end in the coming months. There has been little in the way of physical conflict with Earth, as we've entered into a sort of cold war state with them. With the Shadows now gone, Clark lost a powerful ally. With our plan enacted to remove the influence of Psi-Corp, that will further impair Clark as two of his most powerful allies will have been taken out of the picture. I'm unsure if the latter can be done within the short time frame the final battle will take place in. Clark's Administration in response to our victory over the Shadows, has increased it's Propaganda war against the resistance, primarily targeting Captain Sheridan. This has so far appeared in the form of recent ISN reports about Babylon 5, and will continued in increased increments over the next several months. Countering with the Voice of the Resistance is a start.
General Hague being alive has changed the game slightly in our advantage. Without him, we would have been in a worse position than we are now, with him though we have all the ships and fighters that have defected to his side which is nearing around 55 ships. The Loyalists still out number us at least two to one, including possessing the Advanced Destroyer Group which is currently six ships. We'll have to target and deal with those first, I recommend dispatching Susan in command of a White Star fleet to take care of that. President Clark will begin to get "itchy" sometime around October and November. General Hague---if he is ready---I recommend act as our front lines and early assault group. Ideally, we could target Mars first with Hague's group. Clark will want to focus on you, Captain, so we should take advantage of that. The General's forces can concentrate on the remaining colonies, while we engage the big boys. I'll leave the actual planning to you and the War Council. Given the alteration that Proxima is in our possession already, we should again target Orion VII first as they will have suffered through sanctions and blockades, then IO. However if we split our forces like I've suggested, we can talk about who takes what target as we march towards Earth.
One final thing...President Clark...I know there are some who wish to capture him. I'm honestly unsure how possible this is, he is secured at all times. Reports are that he is a recluse and spends all his time in his office. There's been some question about his mental state, denied of course by state officials, and those journalists brave enough to still ask about this are---dealt with by Nightwatch and the Ministry of Peace. I bring this up, because it is highly unlikely our forces will be able to arrest him, in the show, when he realizes it's over, he commits suicide and his final act is to turn Earth's orbital defenses against it's self. I am not sure how to stop this...nearly all the government opposing Clark are now on Promixa III with the Senate-In-Exile. We would need an insider who was willing to defect to change this outcome. I'm not even certain if sending Rangers would work. Unless there is override access externally, this will happen again. You're able to stop it---but it's a close call, too close for comfort, and I'd like to avoid this completely if possible.
The Narn Regime: One would not consider the Narn to be any kind of threat considering the savagery and pain they have just emerged from thanks to the Narn-Centauri War. However, the Kha'Ri have reformed as their government and begun the long road of rebuilding. Naturally, given what they've been through, they're not in a very diplomatic state of mind currently, and have revenge on their minds. G'Kar has attempted to mitigate some of this with his spiritual teachings, but the memories of those who suffered so much loss and witnessed the destruction of their cities are fueled with rage. They will want to take shots at the Centauri, this should be discouraged as much as possible. I do not know if we can avoid another such conflict between the two powers when there are dangerous external elements at work that are manipulating this in order to further galactic disruption. In order for what we are planning to work, the Drakh must be dealt with first. I suggest we address this immediately after the Earth Civil War is concluded at the earliest time possible. It would go a long way to stabilize the galaxy.
Psi-Corp: The Corps Is Mother. The Corps is Father. Psi-Corp has cultivated too much power. It's influence is greater than anyone of us---including myself---can comprehend. Originally, it was formed to help humans to learn how to control their powers, and oversight of them in general. At some point during it's early history, this began to change, and the organization we know today emerged from the benign ideology of those early days. Instead of peaceful coexistence between humans (mundanes) and telepaths, Psi-Corp changed it's ideology to a more aggressive stance. They weren't just training and teaching telepaths, they were preparing an army for the day when conflict between our two peoples would occur---the Telepath War. We have spoken briefly of this--and our pitch to Alfred Bester---is for the sole purpose of completely avoiding it. It was never depicted on television, and very little information was given about it---except that it was bloody. It is imperative that Bester succeed in his attempt to usurp control of the Corp from it's current leadership so that we may begin the process of searching for a world for the telepaths. Dissolving the Corp is one of the most critical things we may ever do post Civil War.
This concludes my threat assessment report. Will be happy to answer any questions or make addendums if required.
Chapter 69: The Harbingers of Doom
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Delenn as predicted has returned from Minbar, successful in her defense of her relationship with Sheridan. The Grey Council remains broken, as the Minbari Civil War rages. So far the Religious Caste have been holding their own against the Warrior, but that will change soon. The last time of course something like this happened, was before the time of Valen. Cycles. History repeats itself in cycles. It would seem this is a constant in all the multiverse, and not limited to one single reality, and not just with humans. The rest of May unfolds into early June as summer approaches. Susan has done quite well with the Voice of the Resistance, even starting to like anchoring. She's impressed with my writing as well, which of course is a bee in my bonnet. Zack and Lyta have grown closer than in the series proper. They're constantly hanging out together. I'm not sure if anything will blossom...I gave Zack some advice, to not to try so hard and just be himself. Lyta suspects that I've been nudging them together so her guard has still been up. It's hard for her to get close to anyone, trust issues, naturally. I'm not sure what would have happened had Lianna not entered the picture. Speaking of her...our sessions have increased as preparations continue. Hague is getting antsy, but it's not quite time yet to engage. He wants to make the first move, I don't think it is a good idea yet.
"I understand waiting is not in his purview, but patience will continue to pay off for us. What did the General think of our tentative attack plan?" I ask her
"He was intrigued. He's agreed to act as the advanced group but is concerned that---Babylon 5 won't be able to take on the main group, at least not without using the White Star Fleet."
I shake my head.
"Sheridan wants to keep the White Stars out of the conflict. This is a human problem, and humans will resolve it. The only thing the White Star fleet will be used for is to attack the ADG."
"I read your report. We could engage them now, that you've revealed their location."
"It is absolutely imperative that you do not, Lianna. The element of surprise will be on our side...and I'd like to keep it that way."
"You look tired..." she says
"I AM tired. My sleeping cycle has improved recently thanks to things calming down but---" my link goes off and I tap it.
"Mr. Young, report to the War Room. We may have a situation." Sheridan says
"Aye sir. I'm on my way."
I shake my head to Lianna.
"Duty calls...I Love you."
"I love you too. We should talk when we get a chance in person. I've had some thoughts about our future." she says
"That's a helluva a thing to tease...but okay. When this is all over we'll talk. In person. Take care Major Kemmer."
"Take Care, Mr. Young."
Our sign off. I press a button and Stellar Com ends and I head out of my quarters and up to CIC, it's busy as all hell. Sheridan is standing in front of the main console looking at the view screen.
"Sir, what's going on?"
"As you know, Susan's been off engaging raiders...but upon completion of their mission her squad found something...she found something in hyperspace, we're having it towed back...
Oh hell no! Fuck. Not this. I completely forgot about Thirdspace...
"Sir...no. Shit. Disengage with object and return to the barn!"
"Mr. Young....what is it?"
"Sir...damn it...the artifact is an ancient Vorlon jump gate. It was built millions of years ago, thought to be a gateway to the Gods, but in reality it's a kind of prison to another dimension that posses an ultra violent race that threatened the Vorlons, they called them simply Harbingers. Think of the Jumpgate as the Phantom Zone projector from Superman, and what is on the other side the Phantom Zone. Bringing it to Babylon 5 is a colossal mistake. They're waiting for someone to make a mistake and free them. You barely defeat them in the show this is from....I do not want to engage them, not at all."
He looks at me for a moment. He can see the panic on my face. He's never seen that before...not even when we were facing the Shadows. Not even when I think about Shiv'Kala.
"How do we prevent them from escaping?" he asks
"You detonate a nuke from inside and barely survive."
"How do we destroy it without doing that?" he asks
"Well...it's dormant right now. As long as it continues to be so, we're fine. We could toss into a star or something..."
"Adam..." Sheridan half growls
"I'm partly serious. It was in hyperspace for a reason. It was never meant to be found. We could bomb it at a safe location. We could it tow it and use the White Star Fleet to destroy it, the Vorlon weapons should have an effect on it. It's up to you sir."
Sheridan orders the comm back up to talk to Susan.
"This is Babylon Control to Delta Leader, Susan..."
"Go ahead Babylon Control."
"Disengage current operations."
"Sir?"
"I've just been informed by Mr. Young, what we're towing in is a highly dangerous, and highly advanced prison. We're going to take it out."
"Sir? I don't understand."
"You don't have to Commander. Maintain your squad's position around the artifact. I don't want any sudden interlopers accidently spotting it and making this more complicated than it already is. I'll be rendezvousing at your position shortly."
"Aye sir."
"Babylon Control out."
"All right Mr. Young. I've made a decision. You're welcome to accompany me. You could use some more training time on the White Star."
I groan as I head after Sheridan out of CIC.
"Problem, Mr. Young?" he asks without seeing his face I can see him grinning
"None sir."
"That's what I Thought. Let's go get this done."
A small White Star fleet converges on the Starfuries location...and we see the massive Jumpgate.
"It looks like a ship..." Sheridan states as I stand at the weapon's console waiting for the orders.
"Aye sir. It was meant to be so that it could....I guess...travel? You can see the gate doors there..."
"White Star 2 to Delta Group Leader...Commander, get your team out of here."
"Aye sir. All right everyone you heard the boss, let's go." Ivanova orders
"This is gonna take a whole lot of fire power sir, likely we'll drain our weapons for a while."
"That's fine...as long as we get rid of this thing, they'll have the time to regenerate." Sheridan punches a button on his arm rest
"Sheridan to Attack Group. Lock all weapons on target and prepare to fire on my mark."
I Look at the console.
"All groups report ready sir...I think." I reply
"What are the chances this doesn't work?" he asks me
"I dunno. In the show you're only able to partially put a man sized hole in it's shields...without it's shields up---we should be able to blow it up. The armor is tough but not impenetrable."
"Let's do this then, Mr. Young...you may fire when ready." he orders
I exhale and my hands float along the Minbari console, I fire the Vorlon Discharge Beam (basically our main laser) along with our Neutron Lasers, the rest of the Fleet follows suit. It takes a few minutes but eventually the super structure of the jump gate begins to erode as we've managed to penetrate the armor.
"Come on, pour it on." Sheridan says and I unleash everything we have
"Sir the ship is breaking up...I suggest---"
"Move us to a safe location, Mr. Lennier."
"Aye sir."
The fleet begins to back off as a magnificent explosion happens and then...empty space.
"Mr. Lennier confirm the object is...destroyed." Sherdian orders
"Sensors are picking up debris from the blast sir. No unusual readings or signs of anything that remained intact."
Sheridan turns to me.
"You're damned sure that nothing is going to bite in the ass for this? This is over now?"
"Yes sir. The aliens could only emerge from the jumpgate. There was no other way from them to emerge from the other dimension."
Sheridan nods and orders us back to base. That's one giant pain in the ass taken care of now. Plus it was nice to get off the station, but I'd love just for once, go somewhere other than the White Star...
Delenn as predicted has returned from Minbar, successful in her defense of her relationship with Sheridan. The Grey Council remains broken, as the Minbari Civil War rages. So far the Religious Caste have been holding their own against the Warrior, but that will change soon. The last time of course something like this happened, was before the time of Valen. Cycles. History repeats itself in cycles. It would seem this is a constant in all the multiverse, and not limited to one single reality, and not just with humans. The rest of May unfolds into early June as summer approaches. Susan has done quite well with the Voice of the Resistance, even starting to like anchoring. She's impressed with my writing as well, which of course is a bee in my bonnet. Zack and Lyta have grown closer than in the series proper. They're constantly hanging out together. I'm not sure if anything will blossom...I gave Zack some advice, to not to try so hard and just be himself. Lyta suspects that I've been nudging them together so her guard has still been up. It's hard for her to get close to anyone, trust issues, naturally. I'm not sure what would have happened had Lianna not entered the picture. Speaking of her...our sessions have increased as preparations continue. Hague is getting antsy, but it's not quite time yet to engage. He wants to make the first move, I don't think it is a good idea yet.
"I understand waiting is not in his purview, but patience will continue to pay off for us. What did the General think of our tentative attack plan?" I ask her
"He was intrigued. He's agreed to act as the advanced group but is concerned that---Babylon 5 won't be able to take on the main group, at least not without using the White Star Fleet."
I shake my head.
"Sheridan wants to keep the White Stars out of the conflict. This is a human problem, and humans will resolve it. The only thing the White Star fleet will be used for is to attack the ADG."
"I read your report. We could engage them now, that you've revealed their location."
"It is absolutely imperative that you do not, Lianna. The element of surprise will be on our side...and I'd like to keep it that way."
"You look tired..." she says
"I AM tired. My sleeping cycle has improved recently thanks to things calming down but---" my link goes off and I tap it.
"Mr. Young, report to the War Room. We may have a situation." Sheridan says
"Aye sir. I'm on my way."
I shake my head to Lianna.
"Duty calls...I Love you."
"I love you too. We should talk when we get a chance in person. I've had some thoughts about our future." she says
"That's a helluva a thing to tease...but okay. When this is all over we'll talk. In person. Take care Major Kemmer."
"Take Care, Mr. Young."
Our sign off. I press a button and Stellar Com ends and I head out of my quarters and up to CIC, it's busy as all hell. Sheridan is standing in front of the main console looking at the view screen.
"Sir, what's going on?"
"As you know, Susan's been off engaging raiders...but upon completion of their mission her squad found something...she found something in hyperspace, we're having it towed back...
Oh hell no! Fuck. Not this. I completely forgot about Thirdspace...
"Sir...no. Shit. Disengage with object and return to the barn!"
"Mr. Young....what is it?"
"Sir...damn it...the artifact is an ancient Vorlon jump gate. It was built millions of years ago, thought to be a gateway to the Gods, but in reality it's a kind of prison to another dimension that posses an ultra violent race that threatened the Vorlons, they called them simply Harbingers. Think of the Jumpgate as the Phantom Zone projector from Superman, and what is on the other side the Phantom Zone. Bringing it to Babylon 5 is a colossal mistake. They're waiting for someone to make a mistake and free them. You barely defeat them in the show this is from....I do not want to engage them, not at all."
He looks at me for a moment. He can see the panic on my face. He's never seen that before...not even when we were facing the Shadows. Not even when I think about Shiv'Kala.
"How do we prevent them from escaping?" he asks
"You detonate a nuke from inside and barely survive."
"How do we destroy it without doing that?" he asks
"Well...it's dormant right now. As long as it continues to be so, we're fine. We could toss into a star or something..."
"Adam..." Sheridan half growls
"I'm partly serious. It was in hyperspace for a reason. It was never meant to be found. We could bomb it at a safe location. We could it tow it and use the White Star Fleet to destroy it, the Vorlon weapons should have an effect on it. It's up to you sir."
Sheridan orders the comm back up to talk to Susan.
"This is Babylon Control to Delta Leader, Susan..."
"Go ahead Babylon Control."
"Disengage current operations."
"Sir?"
"I've just been informed by Mr. Young, what we're towing in is a highly dangerous, and highly advanced prison. We're going to take it out."
"Sir? I don't understand."
"You don't have to Commander. Maintain your squad's position around the artifact. I don't want any sudden interlopers accidently spotting it and making this more complicated than it already is. I'll be rendezvousing at your position shortly."
"Aye sir."
"Babylon Control out."
"All right Mr. Young. I've made a decision. You're welcome to accompany me. You could use some more training time on the White Star."
I groan as I head after Sheridan out of CIC.
"Problem, Mr. Young?" he asks without seeing his face I can see him grinning
"None sir."
"That's what I Thought. Let's go get this done."
A small White Star fleet converges on the Starfuries location...and we see the massive Jumpgate.
"It looks like a ship..." Sheridan states as I stand at the weapon's console waiting for the orders.
"Aye sir. It was meant to be so that it could....I guess...travel? You can see the gate doors there..."
"White Star 2 to Delta Group Leader...Commander, get your team out of here."
"Aye sir. All right everyone you heard the boss, let's go." Ivanova orders
"This is gonna take a whole lot of fire power sir, likely we'll drain our weapons for a while."
"That's fine...as long as we get rid of this thing, they'll have the time to regenerate." Sheridan punches a button on his arm rest
"Sheridan to Attack Group. Lock all weapons on target and prepare to fire on my mark."
I Look at the console.
"All groups report ready sir...I think." I reply
"What are the chances this doesn't work?" he asks me
"I dunno. In the show you're only able to partially put a man sized hole in it's shields...without it's shields up---we should be able to blow it up. The armor is tough but not impenetrable."
"Let's do this then, Mr. Young...you may fire when ready." he orders
I exhale and my hands float along the Minbari console, I fire the Vorlon Discharge Beam (basically our main laser) along with our Neutron Lasers, the rest of the Fleet follows suit. It takes a few minutes but eventually the super structure of the jump gate begins to erode as we've managed to penetrate the armor.
"Come on, pour it on." Sheridan says and I unleash everything we have
"Sir the ship is breaking up...I suggest---"
"Move us to a safe location, Mr. Lennier."
"Aye sir."
The fleet begins to back off as a magnificent explosion happens and then...empty space.
"Mr. Lennier confirm the object is...destroyed." Sherdian orders
"Sensors are picking up debris from the blast sir. No unusual readings or signs of anything that remained intact."
Sheridan turns to me.
"You're damned sure that nothing is going to bite in the ass for this? This is over now?"
"Yes sir. The aliens could only emerge from the jumpgate. There was no other way from them to emerge from the other dimension."
Sheridan nods and orders us back to base. That's one giant pain in the ass taken care of now. Plus it was nice to get off the station, but I'd love just for once, go somewhere other than the White Star...
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