Unification

[Existence.]

The time was almost at hand, the chosen had arrived.

Yet there was a disturbance, a deep and dark ravine in their sea of thoughts.

There was a problem, a mind was venturing too close, with such force, that could change what was to come.

Doubt was tugging at them.

The asteroid field and cloud had been getting even more dense by the second and visibility was poor. The only reason Stefan knew where he was going was due to his visions and his data consoles showing the once fluctuating nomad power cell to become very stable. He abruptly stopped his ship, his wing men mirroring his movements and stopping a few meters behind him, confused.

Senor?

Stefan had no idea why he had stopped, without an inquiry to his thoughts and mind, his brain had ordered his hands to halt the ship. A feeling of vertigo and then clarity.

Up.

As both himself and his wing men looked up, they could see the alien gate enshrouded in a mist of gas and dust particles, it's looming circular triangle shape looking as if it had sprung out of a nightmare.

By the spirits..

Stefan noticed the energy spikes in his reading of the nomad cell, it was growing in power, his wing men could see his Sabre illuminated in a blooming purple or blue, unseen waves of energy crossed space towards the gate yet the range was still too far.

The time had arrived, the chosen near, the instrument in place.

They had completely forgotten about their doubt, it was seen as an error, a mistake in judgment, nothing could stop time from advancing to triumph.

Yet a voice called from far away, as if a siren. Another mind, another thought.

Warning them, it was not over.

The three Nyxes were flying through the mist with ravenous speed, leaving a trail of heated particles of gas and dust combined with their engine trails to leave a long gash inside whilst they twisted and turned, missing asteroids by a few meters as they continued on their hunt relentlessly.

Randy had changed their bearing numerous times in sync with real-time scanner reports of the three Sabres, the trail had run cold, although the Outcasts' bearings had given him an idea. He had studied the system survey reports before, the only thing that the outcasts could have been heading to was some kind of alien ruin, the reports didn't say much as the scan seemed to have been taken from a long range and deemed unimportant by the 53rd. Yet 3 outcasts, and perhaps even a Ghost seemed to be interested in it, or so he thought. Nothing else had been charted to the south of the system, if not the ruin, it had to be some sort of base.

Closing in on the coordinates you gave us sir.
Lets just hope I'm not horribly off track, if this isn't it, then we've pretty much lost them. But we'll see, yeah.
Sir! Contact, three of them, don't know whether they're hostile or not, too much range and disruption from the field to generate an IFF.
Right, spread out just a bit and pinpoint their location. My money is on these guys, get ready for combat.

No!

The event and foreseen timeline had been interrupted, the error they thought naught else to be had become a reality.

Faith was to be given to the Follower and Chosen, to right their wrong.

The fight had started the second Randy's squad had come close enough to verify their targets, Stefan had been mesmerized by the gate itself and showed no reaction until it was too late. Fernando, one of Stefan's wing-men, had placed himself in front of the oncoming wall of fire that gave Stefan a split second to come to his senses and fight back yet it was too late for Fernando, half of his ship was blown to pieces and the other half was disintegrated completely by antimatter.

Hehe, free kill.
You bastardo! You will pay for that with your life.
Doubt it, Maltard.

The glowing Sabre maneuvered to intercept Randy's Nyx directly, while the other pair of ships fought between themselves, it was a standstill until Stefan's Sabre's underlying engine energy feeds were pierced by Randy's shots. The fight would have been short soon after, yet the presence did not let their chosen fade.

It was too close, their trust had failed, but not their intent.

Failure was not to be allowed, it was time to step in.

The instrument was to be used, if not the way it was supposed to be.

The second path had to be forged, it was their cause.

A necessity, not a question.

A voice of thousands pierced Stefan's mind, yelling at him, screaming at him to do what must be done. At the same time the Power Cell fluctuated it's energy, releasing a portion of it's energy out into space which acted as an EMP and disabled the four ships instantly.

The Cell then devoted some of it's output into the Sabre, charging it back up, yet most of the systems were damaged but the ship was still flyable. Stefan had understood, and saw that he had been given another chance to bring the cell to the gate, it was not simply a mission given to him by high command. It was demanded by the Spirits.

His engines had been severely damaged and he couldn't travel at full speed, although it wouldn't matter, he was going to make it in time, he was sure of it.

Yet, it was not so. The other ships started to power up, their reactors coming back online. Randy's ship was barely scratched and he could see the Sabre headed for the gate, glowing with an intense light that came from within the ship. He didn't know what was happening, what the outcasts were doing or what would happen if that Sabre got to the ruin, but he knew it'd be something bad, something the Razgriz wanted.

The Nyx was on Stefan's tail again, unrelenting and thirsting for his blood, Randy could practically feel the fear that Stefan was radiating, fear of failing the Spirits. The distance was too short to be used effectively, Randy couldn't do enough damage until they were passing the center of the ruin. He saw light erupt from the Sabre, and then consuming his own ship as well, a split second later as the light started to fade, there was yet another, even more intense.

They both felt a sense of vertigo, of gravity. It started to strengthen and they could feel their ships tumbling and rolling and slamming into each other. By the time the gate had jumped them out-system, they had both lost conscious.

The cause was complete, their desire fulfilled.

Yet new thoughts were created, the future held even more.

They were to be chosen yet again.

Together, unified.