[h3]The Zetan system[/h3]

The One was surprised to say the least when the Zetans arrived. Robots, cyborgs or something in between as if taken straight from a sci-fi movie they watched before they left Earth, long ago. The One all smiled, underneath their masks and guided the Zetan emissaries to their improvised meeting room.
The first of the Grant, the one that was chosen to speak, welcomed Tau with open arms. 

"[color=silver] Welcome! Welcome friends! We're the One but you may call me Grant for the purpose of this conversation. Please take a seat, I hope you like tea. It's made on our planet and if you wish, we can provide some food as well. A feast is in order, the first time we meet other humans or whatever you guys are since we left Earth. [/color]" as Grant was talking, the other Grants were moving around the Zetans in a flurry of action. 

Food, meat and mushroom soup, and Glowy-One tea was produced on the table in front of the Zetans. Freshly made and still hot, the meat was letting steam out.

"[color=silver] Can we start to say that you guys look awesome and weird at the same time. Not sure what you are but all we've got to say it's wow. Oh' and, thank you for coming here after we called. We're sorry if we've scared anyone with ourselves, unfortunately, none of us thought about repairing the communication systems on the ship. We've seen the Gateway open and we just ate up the opportunity. [/color]" said Grant with a huge smile on his face.

The James were watching the newcomers with interest, trying to understand the threat they posed and ways to combat them, while the Grant were studying the warforms. Maybe something could be scavenged and made to work the machinery from 00110001. 


[h3]In the meanwhile on 00110001 [/h3]


The One was getting restless. The first expedition didn't come back yet and without any way to communicate, an issue they only realized [i] after [/i] they left, they were in the dark. Something had to be done. A whole nation put their brains together to find a solution to their problem. James, Grant and William taken from their usual duties, thinking as One. 
A solution was found a few days later, another ship made using the spheres. 

While not being able to be actively used as a defence mechanism, the sheer number of them could be used to form the ship exterior all while being combined with debris and the other junk found in the city or created by the One themselves. The project started off well, millions of James redirected from their usual tasks to build the spaceship.
Days turned into weeks but the ship was built, a true junk ship capable of holding thousands of Ones in the cargo bays and even more in the reator area. The reactor was a thing of pure beauty for the One and one of their most ingenious designs.Taking a dozen of the power cells that were used to power up the cloning vats, fully charged with the lives of a few million Williams and equipped with the William-power-rechargers.
Soon, another ship was ready and sent out through the Gateway. A bastion of One. This time, to the origin planet. Earth. Home. 


[h3]Earth[/h3]

The One ship passed through the Gateway with no issue, the initial fear that the ship would break down or disintegrate midway through was long gone. 

Surprise, fear and at the same time, hope was in the hearts of the One upon seeing the space station. Messages came through, welcomes and hellos from different civilizations in different languages and forms. Tears welled up in Grant's eyes and said what everyone was thinking.

"[color=gold] We are not alone! WE ARE NOT ALOOOONEEE! Wooooo! [/color]" yelled as loud as he could and everyone else joined in with a cheer. Finally the One aren't the only ones left. 

Learning from the mistakes in the making of the first ship, a communication system was installed as soon as they could possibly do so, a message was sent out to all that could hear. 

"[color=gold] We are the One. Can we break bread together and land our ship? [/color]" was sent out with the voices of all Ones together this time.