Part of the Crew, Part of the Ship

[SurnFei-DaVir]

(19-04-834AS) Sigma Border Worlds, Sigma-17 system

In the passing solar cycles of the Sigmas, there had been little cause for movement. Most of the fleet had sustained heavy damage, but that did not cause them to falter. Leading up to the eventual move into the seascape of Sigma-17, the voidform had broken its cloaking veil twice, on the account of two small bomber wings. The shells’ heading indicated that they would run into the remnants of the fleet, and the Siris took the opportunity to dispose of both wings.

Now though, it was almost a certainty the fleet they guarded was aware of their presence. The minds listened to the hum of the Enlightened, the knowledge of their intent drew a swift action to call out a distraction. Navigators, predators and Mindnodes struck in places that they would be seen, but far from the route that they would be traversing. There was also a call for scouting observers, to locate sizable hostile opposition in and around Omicrons.

The Siris repositioned to the fleet’s new location and dropped its veil for what would be the last time, the graceful lines and curves of the lesser purifier now visible in the light of the three suns. Its thoughts once more fluttered back to the Kolleda, the energy that was felt. There was a bit of concern that Lightless had managed to manipulate something of their Creators into something that destroys. The Advisors and Dreamers must be shared this knowledge, but that was a song for another time. For now, their focus remained on the task at hand: Guarding the Enlightened.

“Those that would seek Us from the seascape known as Frankfurt remain within Their protection. Intent to hunt was made, yet They since have become cleansed by the intent We remained for. We sung for aid from Our own, some Lightmind forms purpose shifts to disrupt those Cursed shells of deeper seas. This effort continues, while reduced in focus for what shall come from Our Trinity into the seascape of Zeta.”

These thoughts were shared with the Enlightened, among others of wise caution. The purifier’s glow pulsed steadily, the controlling minds directing the distractions across deeper Omicrons and maintaining some focus within Iota. There was now the waiting game to endure, while the Wild fleet’s preparations for the breach into Theta progressed gradually.