The Reunion

[|Scarecrow|]

"Yes, everything is going fine Marcus," Jayce relaxed in his seat, closing the holographic projection in front of him. The shimmering blue hologram glitched and faded back into his console. Marcus entered Wilder's quarters and looked about him. The room was a standard size, and Jayce had done little to decorate it except pin a rack of medals across from his bed and constantly run a holographic projection of his previous' ship's crew roster on the room's single smart wall. Upon closer inspection of the medals, Marcus noted the number of different names etched into each along with words such as 'valor' and 'bravery'. Each of the names held the title of General or above, so Marcus assumed they were each mentors or colleagues of a sort.

"What are you working on," Marcus took one of the chairs across from Wilder and sat down.
"I am observing your database on the Zeta, and have asked myself several questions," Wilder put down his stylus and crossed his arms, indicating the datapad on the desk before him. "The Zeta in my dimension were all but hostile towards us, yet it seems you have befriended the Zeta from your time and space. However a note in their data file indicates that they were somehow written to space and time during their creation, as if they were simple fact."
"I have reviewed the data myself; it does look like the Zeta were somehow created to simply exist, ignorant of concepts such as time and relative dimension. They are an interesting and formidable species indeed,"
"But why would they be hostile toward humanity in another universe whilst simultaneously befriending humanity in another? Especially as they are allegedly written to time and space," Wilder scratched his chin, looking mildly annoyed.
"I'm sorry but I can't give you the answers you seek," Marcus gave his friend a sympathetic smile, "Remember that the version of humanity from my dimension have literally only just made peace with the Zeta, maybe it has taken time for word to spread."
"I don't know Marcus," Jayce looked directly at the Admiral, "I think they have a hidden agenda,"

Marcus thought for a moment before responding. "Only time will tell I suppose, the last time I saw the Zeta, they were totally hostile towards humanity, it is only since then and my brief encounters with Kimiga and Raziel that I now understand their allegiance."
"Raziel," Jayce mused for a moment, "So you have met the leader of the Zeta?"
"And had a chance to kill him," Marcus nodded, "During the battle of Omicron Alpha. As I understand it, the Zeta Raziel has his own internal demons, and the man I dealt with on Karina was different to the man who now stands as an ally of humanity."

"What happened," Jayce leaned forwards in his chair, a spark of interest lighting his eyes.
"Blasters were no effect, so I was forced to improvise. I'm sure you understand the differences of strength between a man and a Zeta. I used, admittedly not knowing it at the time, a fragment of a Don' Kavosh hypergate and managed to embed the substance in SpAz's shoulder. The Zeta are influenced by space and time, and the substance the fragment was made off seemed to weaken him."
"But it did not kill him," Jayce leaned back in his chair.
"No, it merely weakened him as I said; once he noticed me it didn't take much effort to throw me across the entire courtyard. Although if that hadn't happened, I don't think I would have escaped the explosion."
Jayce took a moment to think about what Marcus had said before standing. "Well, lets hope the man holds no grudges. Now I don't know about you, but I could do with a warm meal."

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Lucas Anderson sat in the Avalanche's command chair, with Ensign Powell, Lieutenant Kaye and Captain Wade operating the bridge. Victoria sat at the communications console, monitoring the idle chat moving between a young technician in engineering and a crew member somewhere towards the aft end of the ship, near the fission reactor coils. The two crew members were arguing over a trivial matter not related to their work and Edge was finding it amusing.

"You shouldn't eavesdrop," Lucas chided, shaking his head at her.
"As you shouldn't sit watching what I do," Victoria turned around to face the Rear Admiral. Lucas wasn't too keen on the upstart young marine, especially as she was getting closer to Marcus by the day. He had noticed the way she was looking at his friend, and was appalled to find that Marcus was reacting too it. Lucas was unsure as to remind Marcus that he was a married man, with a son no less, being afraid of the reaction he would get.
Victoria sat at her station, defiantly returning his stare with her bright eyes. She was extremely attractive, Lucas had to agree, but as a man devoted to another woman, Marcus shouldn't even be considering such an action, and Lucas had known him long enough to understand that he was.

"Sir, I've got several contacts on long range scanners," Lieutenant Kaye piped up from his position at the helm. Lucas spun his chair back around to face the viewscreen.
"On screen, magnify," The image on the main screen cut to an angle of space. There seemed to be little of interest in the angle, however the camera quickly zoomed in on a small section of the screen and the other vessels became evident. A motley group of fighters seemed to be following them. Each one of them spoke unease to Lucas, especially what seemed to be the lead fighter. A jet black sabre, bearing no markings at all. A small shiver shot down Lucas' spine as he watched the sabre cruise slowly, its allies flanking it.

"They were difficult to detect sir, they are using thrusters with no inertial to keep momentum to mask their ion drives. Looks to me like they didn't want to be spotted," Kaye reported, turning on his seat to face the Rear Admiral.
"Maintain course," Lucas said, sitting up more in his chair. "Letting them know we've spotted them might not be the right move to make just yet,"
He flicked open the communicator on the arm of the commander's seat and opened a channel to the crew's quarters.
"Admiral Scarman to the bridge,"

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| S C A R E C R O W |

"See you space cowboy..."