At the darkest hour of the land-swimmers, six shall save them. They will have saved the land-swimmers before, but they will be not of this circle.
-Prophecy, attributed to a Dolphin religion made up primarily of psychics.

Doctrinal Conflict
The loyalists have officially declared the Earth Alliance in a state of civil war, and the newly completed Dolphin space/water hybrid warships have been dispatched to put down the rebellions in space and on the sea. Loyalist troops have begun attacks on enemy strongholds, many of which are already under attack by multiple other factions. The death toll is already in the millions, and many of the enemy factions are using biological and chemical warfare to accomplish their goals. It is clear that this war, named the Doctrinal Conflict by the Loyalists, will be far more horrific than even the Common Sense War.
The Equestrian Intervention has caused the Loyalists to have mixed feeling about them, as they are attacking their enemies but claiming EA worlds in the process. It has been decided that the worlds taken will be recaptured after the war is over,

Orc Diplomacy
"Your people are very honorable, you may participate. May your path be filled with new answers and questions, and may it always be safe."

Message to the Triarian Collective
"The Doctrinal Conflict must not be interfered with, it is a danger to all. It is our fault that we are an evil species, and it is our responsibility to fix that. We don't want your people hurt because of our stupidity,"

Message to Triarian Forces:

Do not interrupt with the civil conflict.
Classify EA space infected zone
Destroy anything attempting to leave EA space, regardless of affiliation
Contain.

Attention, former unclaimed Draconian worlds now deemed targets
Burn them
The technology is now considered inconsequential.
Ensure the worlds do not survive
New sources for artificial advancement have been found

Alpha Strain has been completed
Alpha Strain augmentation will now begin in earnest

Transport fleet 1932910, You are to redirect to Nova Prospekt immediately

All forces, act logical.

Thought of the Day: Mors contumeliam prae

[EA Contact] Diplomatic Meeting:

"Thank you for giving my soldiers and I the opportunity to fight along side you. Any orders that you give my troops, they shall follow without hesitation. These Orcs are the toughest fighters out there, so I ask that you do not underestimate their ability to be a fierce fighting force. One moment, I must organize my troops." said Overlord Mogor before he began to walk back to his drop ship which was only a few steps away. He then preceded to enter the drop ship and move himself towards a communications device which he began to use. "Overlord Thakva, this is Overlord Mogor, a situation has come up, and I need the entire fleet to head to my location. Coordinates will be sent momentarily. This nation we just discovered has just fallen into a civil war which we shall be involved in. I need you to notify the soldiers of the situation and that they will also be taking orders from the Earth Alliance, as well as us in some situations. Now, double time it, Thakva." Overlord Mogor said. Mogor walked out of the drop ship to meet the three leaders still awaiting his return. "My fleet is on the way, but in the mean time, what is it that I can do for you?" Overlord Mogor asked the three Earth Alliance leaders.

Above Draconian world, Current Operation Burning designation 1523

The Overseer watched as the world was glassed by Triarian vessels. Why? Simple, they were now irrelevant. The moment they became irrelevant, the Collective wanted to destroy every trace of the previous Draconian civilization. Generally, the Collective wanted to wipe away as much of the Draconians as they could, a sort of vengeance for the Draconians having wiped away the last of the Aetherii
Besides, can't have the Alpha Strain uncovering their routes.

Nova Prospekt

"Here it is." The Argutus said, as he pressed a button and revealed a creature beyond. It was a Draconian... but it wasn't at the same time. A tough Chitin had been grown in between it's scales, granting it even more protection. It's claws had been sharpened and were now poisonous. The same glands that had been implemented into the Synth Infiltrator were placed in the Draconian, allowing it to produce and spit poison. It's eyes had been enhanced through various biomechanical augmentations, and it's nervous system grafted with cybernetics. The brain had not been replaced with the processor like the original Draconians did, as the Triarii saw the weakness in this. Instead, a chip was implanted into the brain that would provide similar boosts but could be disabled without much damage to the Draconian. It's tail was now razor sharp, and the muscles on it were even more evident now. It had a second heart and enhanced lungs, as well as other augments not unlike the Saeva Simius. It looked to it's new masters, then two jumped down from the ceiling to join it, and one scuttled over the ceiling of the room as it regarded it's new owners. The High Ranked Saeva Simius with the group grinned
"That shall be good in combat" He commented, and the Umbrae Populus next to him nodded
"Indeed, I believe so." The Draconian scuttling overhead launched down and landed in front of them, raising with a grin spreading across it's face, revealing extremely sharp teeth.
"You haven't seen it in armour yet" The Argutus said with a smile, and presented yet another one, clad in highly advanced armour covering it's whole body. The Argutus gave a signal, and four Saeva Simius Auctum raised their plasma rifles and fired at the armour clad Draconian, which launched into a blur of motion, evading the plasma fire. Then stood in the open and took two shots from a plasma pistol fired by two Umbrae Populus. A shimmering shield covered him, taking the shots without any damage getting through to him
"And that's just the surface, as the humans would say, follow me and I shall provide further information",

Opportunists: Draconian Worlds
In an attempt to scavenge for more post-war technology and materials, the Sazkarjhian Pirates dispatched three large fleets to different regions of former-Draconian space. The largest and most powerful, Recovery Fleet Alpha, is currently en route to the remains of Sanctum.

Primicerii #17, Attelus, Chamber

Attelus entered his chamber and gave a short order. The lighting dimmed as he proceeded into the room and sighed weakly, before speaking into the dark
"Hello darkness my old friend. I've come to talk with you again, because a vision softly creeping left its seed while I was sleeping. And that vision that was planted in my brain still remains, a dream so real it seemed corporeal." He said as he contemplated, proceeding across the room "In restless dreams ai walked alone... Down shattered streets of cobblestone. 'neath the halo of a battleship, my eyes were stabbed with the flash of a warring state... It split the night like a energy blade through a strand of fibre... The echoing sound of violence. And in that naked light I saw ten billion corpses maybe more. Corpses broken through hatred, festering wounds from their brothers, man, woman and child torn asunder. I turned to the soldiers that were fighting, obsessing over creed and warfare... 'Fools' said I 'You do not know... Violence like a cancer grows! Hear my words that I might teach you! Take my arms that I might reach you!' but my words, like silent raindrops fell, and were lost in the will of Violence." He paused as he gave a few commands, activating his holoterminal "Then those people bowed and prayed, to the bloodstained gods that they had made. Claiming to be pure men. Claiming those they killed were sinners .. Then some words came from afar... Carried in manners bold, and it said 'The words of their prophets advocated peace for all, and open arms... Now consumed by the will of violence'"

The Shipyard

"Report, M-56: You're the farthest one out there, I wanna know what you see" said the Captain.

"Acknowledged, nothing, Cap'n. Bunch of old ships and debris. Pirates are no where" said the ship master.

"Report back when you find something, then." simply stated the Captain. Sometime later reports began flowing in from other search parties. Reyes opened a channel and spoke "Whad'ya got?".

"Captain, we've been searching through a good handful of Draconian ships and others alike, we've found a shitload of plasma damage and other sorts, nothing interesting so far. We've however found some interesting weapons, acknowledge."

"Acknowledge, load 'em onto the gunthers, continue your search, men." More time passed, it's almost been a day when he finally found what he was looking for. What turned into just a fuz on his channel turned into a spark, then into a voice.

"Sir! Search parties are coming back with something!"

"Acknowledged, I want details, ship master"

"Though not all in one piece, it's the drive! We got it!" A promotion for the Captain, amazing. Now he just had to get the fleets back in one piece.

"Continue with protocol until this place is sucked dry of info, acknowledge"

"Acknowledged".

Unknown Location

"The Human's have always interested me, wouldn't you say?"

"They're surely kind, but they show a passion for such awful things"

"They've done it for other things as well, remember when the Sazkarjhit attacked? The humans were passionate then"

"They also interfered with war, do you think it was for personal gain?"

"For redemption? I don't believe that. They have a better side than that, they must"

"And if they don't?"

"Then may their god/s help them"

Colony 257

Shortly after noticing the ammunition stocked into food crates, the father was fired from working inside the military base. Nowadays, he works inside the ANM factories, pumping out lump after lump of artificial food and packaging each one selectively into a plastic food-holder.

It was a warm summer in 2248, very warm, and the boy enjoyed it. He enjoyed the fresh air, the cool breeze mixed with the warm sun. He enjoyed seeing his friends play down in the valley, games like Hach-guard, football, or even baseball. Most importantly, however, he enjoyed staying by his spot for the entire day, playing his instrument. Everything was working out it seemed, until one day. Walking home in the middle of the night, someone appeared behind the boy. He could tell from yards away that someone was following him, but he didn't bring it up until he was about a 3/4 way home.

"Hiya, sir." he said.

"Hi" said the man, somewhat dumbfounded that the child knew he was there. "Sup"

"nothing much, you listening me playing?"

"Maybe"

"So what you want?" said the boy, now turning around and only 10 feet away from the man, facing him.

The man just looked down and sighed, then said "You gotta pa'?"

"Yeah? Why you caring?"

"Need to talk to him, if that's fine" said the stranger. The boy, though reluctant, led the stranger back to his farm, and into the house. The room still smelled like fresh soup from the potato soup made earlier that night. The boy smelled in the aroma, and opened the fridge to grab out a bowl for himself. He asked the man if he wanted one, only to be turned down. That's when the dad came down from the stairs, hearing the sound of the TV turned to the baseball channel. The dad looked at the man, asking "Who are you?"

"Let's go outside, yeah?" he said, walking on out.

"Pa'?" asked the child. "Stay inside..." said the dad, who began walking out. However, he came back and whispered into his ear, making sure only the boy could hear it, "If anyone knocks on the door, get the gun.."

Hach Detection

Recovery Fleet Beta came out of warp once nearby ships were detected. A small breakoff of five ships separated from the group and drifted towards the moving ships. It was by a planet, where debris and...ships? Yes, ships and other pieces of technology drifted around lazily. However, scans indicated that Haches, whom the Pirates heard of following the Crusading Period, were the ones recovering technology.

All ships raised arms and sneaked through the debris, attempting not to draw any attention as their own recovery parties were deployed onto some of the larger pieces.

Mars
The shuttle of which the Admiral in charge was in flew down towards the landing pad, but not before noticing that a violent riot has taken place in the near vicinities of the desired meeting location. Despite the warnings however, he still proceeded to step down on the meeting location, although continued to take note of the recent events. Upon reaching the home, he sat down, said a warm greeting, and proceeded to talk (and gripping the governor's hand tightly if he's trying to run away to do something about the events).

"Greetings, Earth Alliance representative. Before the official discussion starts, however, you must calm yourself in spite of the ongoing conflict outside. We have set up portable nanorobotic energy barriers around the venue just in case. Now we have a plan to quell this conflict in some way. Taking advantage of the physical similarities between our species, my trusted apprentices could present themselves to the crowd as a more superior evolution of your kind, and we will keep the fact that we are separate species as extremely classified, if the research mentioned previously proves false."

The Equiis Pact
A transmission was broadcasted across the galaxy, heard by everyone of the Equestrians allies and enemies, and everyone in the Milky Way Galaxy. The transmission began with the High Archmage stepping forward onto a Podium somewhere on Equiis. He spoke,
"These times are turbulent. With the recent Draconian War ending not just a few years ago and a civil war among the humans, Equestria has decided it would be best to unite with many new nations it has meant in other galaxies to unite together and help bring peace to the galaxy. While Galactic Peace may seem impossible it can be achieved, and we hope all the nations of the Milky Way help us to accomplish this. Together with the nations we have mentioned, we have united under the Equiis Pact, signed here on the very homeworld of us Equestrians.

We are hoping this will help further our goals of peace, and we hope all nations will cooperate with us to accomplish this. We do not want war, or death, or violence. However if these things are necessary to retain the stability of our nations, or we are attacked then we will fight back, and we will fight back hard. I hope you all see our goals, and help work towards them."

Duck at this point steps off the podium, and a human steps up and speaks as well.

"I represent the Kepler Alliance, a newly formed nation out of many humans worlds. We declare our independence from the current government of the EA and have joined the Equiis Pact. We hope, despite what has happened, that the EA stills seeks peaceful relations."

The human stepped off as well, as many of the aliens stepped forward and spoke pieces as well. After everyone was done the broadcast simply ended.

Aboard a Aetherii Ship
Luna awoke, she seemed to be floating in a tube full of what appeared to be some sort of healing liquid. The room around her was filled with various medical devices and was made of a purplish metal. She saw two of what she recognized as the Aetherii approached, they seem to be discussing something and then they left. Her memories returned to her, she had nearly died in the Draconian War, but she asked herself, why was she aboard a Aetherii ship, and where were they heading?

Triarians
A Aetherii ship appeared near one of the Triarian Inner Worlds, scans revealed that the Aetherii, plus one other were on board.
"We did not all die in the battle of our world, however our numbers are lesser then they were then. We have come to help guide you once again towards ascension. We have a guest on board, and we need her returned to the Equestrians. While we will not reveal why she is of importance, I think you will know when you see her."

The Treaty of the Pact
This treaty bounds the member nations of the Equiis Pact to its agreements. The Equiis Pact is meant to help nations cooperate together in a economic, military, and scientific union.

Economy:

To help nations better cooperate on economic matters all member nations of the treaty shall maintain free trade policies towards each other. No tariffs on good or materials may be applied, and all citizens of member nations may invest there capital in other nations economies without the interference of the nation.

Military:

While all member nations may maintain there own militaries there shall be a Pact Military, that consists of the most prestigious soldiers, most advanced weapons, and the best ships that the nations of the Equiis Pact are capable of producing. The command of this military shall be delegated to its commanders, with directives being applied by member nations.

Scientific

All nations shall cooperate in a scientific union, where in all technologies available to member nations are shared. All nations will contribute resources and scientists to nations to help towards its goals, and all nations shall decide on what is to be researched.

Diplomacy

The Equiis Pact nations, when conducting matters of diplomacy towards other nations, all Equiis Pact nations shall be considering a single entity.

Immigration

All citizens of member nations are considering Equiis Pact citizens, and are allowed to go live and work in other nations as they please. Member nations shall retain open border policies towards other nations in the Pact.

Mars
The governor, who already had his coilgun in his hand, reluctantly stays behind and hands the weapon to one of his aids, who runs out into the battle.
"The assistance of other nations is forbidden in this war, unless it would be an insult to not allow them to help. It is our fault that we are a stupid and evil species, and it's our job to fix that through any means possible. Nobody else should pay for our faults."

Orc Diplomacy
"We need ground troops in the largest city's square, that's where most of the fighting is. Your people can probably take out the multiple enemy combatants there with ease."

Research
The Loyalists have begun attempting to create a TNV (Targeted Nanovirus), that will target individuals with specific DNA structures and wipe them out. This research was initiated by Fergus McClain, who has become the wartime leader due to his exploits in the Common Sense War. A release of such a virus would likely cause extinction of the targeted species, and leaked info suggests that the target is humanity.

Kepler Alliance
The loyalists are obvious angered by the declaration, but they know that they are powerless to stop it. Only after the war can they hope to bring them back into the EA, which they plan to rename.
Seriously, Earth is gone, it shouldn't be called the Earth Alliance.

Unknown Location, Former Draconian Planet
Weapons fire of all types could be heard, and the painful screams of many made it all to clear that lasers were being used. Aircraft floated about the sky, firing on practically anything they could see. The war had reached the last colony containing Draconians. The loyalists had no orders, only the knowledge that they were outnumbered and outgunned. Actually, "loyalists" isn't the correct term, it would be "loyalist". Only one person was left.
The sole survivor ran through the streets of the colony, the near-misses of enemy laserfire burning his shoulders. He fired off coilgun shots blindly behind him, hoping to drop a few rebels before he died himself. He saw a door in one of the larger buildings, and abruptly ran in without a second thought. When he got inside, he was met with the single most terrifying sight a civilian of the colony could see: a Draconian.

He had never seen a Draconian before, but it was obvious that the creature was one of them. They were chained up against the wall, probably for not meeting the demands of a human. All the other Draconians had tried to run when the battle broke out, but they were probably killed by troops of all factions. Of course, he had heard the stories of Draconian aggression, this one could kill him in seconds if they wanted to. But they didn't, and their face clearly conveyed fear even to a human. He was saddened by what had become of this specific Draconian, what if they were a civilian who didn't even support the war? Whatever this Draconian was, the human man set them free that day. He uncoupled the chains holding him in, and they ran to the spaceport without even saying a word to each other.

Once the two reached the spaceport, they found the intense bloodbath at it. All of the factions were fighting over the landed attack ships, hoping to get at least one warship for their cause. They moved around the battle, and got to the gangway of the EAS Basroil, one of the newer ships sent out to the colony. Once inside, they found an Abh crew already making the preparations for takeoff. They expected to be taken prisoner, but the Abh leader took one look at the Draconian and the human and decided to let them stay. The two sat down in the acceleration seats as the ship took off, its projected warp ring beginning to power up to take them to the closest inhabited safe planet.

Somewhere...

"How old do you think it is? 10 Trillion? A hundred Trillion? Why would it be so heavily sealed, what secrets lie within..."

Primicerii meeting

They stood in silence around the holoterminal, sharing their thoughts and seeing events. Some of their thoughts leaked out in words
"...Alliance must be saved..." One 'leaked' and a second leaked his own
"Affirmed... Equiis pact is..." The second said, but then stopped short
"Wait! The masters return!" They said in unision "Dawn..."

Above Gaia

The Overseer looked in disbelief at the screen "The masters return..." He said to himself, taking a quick moment to compose himself before he danced his hands over the terminal, opening a communication "Yes, Praelatus Meus, we shall assist in the guests safe passage" He said, as the Defence Master peered over his shoulder, saucer wide eyes squinting as he examined the screen. The scans definitely showed Aetherii... The Draconians had failed...
"Aetherii... They live..." He said slowly "The Masters live..."
And Collective channels buzzed to life, the discovery eclipsing everything else. The Equiis pact, that likely would have warranted some discussion, was given merely a passing mention. The Draconian Augmentation demonstration was suddenly secondary to the observers, even the discovery on the fringes of space was mostly eclipsed

[EA Contact] Diplomatic Meeting and Mars:

"Roger that." Overlord Mogor said to the three leaders before turning around to speak to the 89 elite Orcs behind him. "You heard 'em, mount up! We are heading into a combat zone, so get ready boys!" Overlord Mogor shouted to his fellow Orcs. The 90 Orcs loaded up into the three seperate drop ships before heading out of the station and descending into the atmosphere and into the main square where the rebels were located. Inside the main drop ship Overlord Mogor contacted the diplomatic fleet posted just outside the station. "I need all available ground units to deploy immediately on this planet and in this city. The city is a combat zone, and our main objective is to stomp out the rebels located there. Overlord Mogor, over and out." said Overlord Mogor. The three drop ships entered atmosphere and within view of the fighting going on in the city between the two sides of the Earth Alliance. "Two minutes." the pilot of the main drop ship said. "Roger." Overlord Mogor replied. The Orcs began to check their gear to ensure that nothing would fail them in the heat of combat. The drop ships were now just above the insertion zone and were proceeding to descend to get the Orcs on the ground. "Go, go, go!" said the pilot as he used his control panel to lower the ramp so the troops could get out. The pilot had landed the Orcs in a location near the square, but in a safer location where they wouldn't get shot down on sight. "Shoot to kill. This is no peaceful protest we are about to enter. Now, let's move it." Overlord Mogor said to his troops as the drop ships began to ascend and move to a position where they could provide support fire for the Orcish ground forces. The ground troops maneuvered through the streets of the city until they came upon the extremely hostile square. The Orcs began to enter this area while taking serious amounts of fire from the rebels, but despite this no Orcs were killed upon entry of the square. Fire was returned and the Orcs succeeded in dispatching many of the angry rebels that were causing the civil war. "Keep pushing foward, Orcs!" Overlord Mogor shouted to his men that were making significant progress in clearing out the square. Some Orcs were hit by the rebel fire, but luckily only suffered minor injuries due to the strength of the body armor that they were equipped with. "Set up a command post here!" Overlord Mogor said while sitting behind some cover in the portion of the square that they had just cleared out, but were still engaging rebels in. The Orcs quickly set up a command post by moving debris and nearby cover to a centralized location where communications were set up. Overlord Mogor began to use these communications to contact the diplomatic detachment above them. "Where are my bloody reinforcements at? Mogor asked the bridge of the Muzmeg. "They are exiting the ship as we speak, Overlord." said the communications specialist. "Roger that. Tell them to hurry the hell up." said Overlord Mogor before returning to his position where he could fire upon the rebels. "Hold this position, and lay down fire on the rebels from here until we get some reinforcements in." Overlord Mogor said to his troops. The Orcs had suffered only three causalities with all of them being minor injuries while taking out several dozen rebels.

Meeting
The admiral breathed a few sighs, then continued.
"If that's what you describe yourself, so be it. We see ourselves as being in the superior groups of the universal community. As the saying goes, Yᴏᴜ ᴀʀᴇ ᴡʜᴏ ʏᴏᴜ ᴀʀᴇ, I ᴀᴍ ᴡʜᴏ I ᴀᴍ. We will not take part as you insist. On the other hand, however, you may need to provide the terms. As said earlier, we have no diplomatic experience."

New Biological Weapons (Tested on Inhabited Planets not yet occupied by the Makudan, prototype NPSM-92 tested worlds were destroyed afterwards to prevent spread)
DKRD-45 - The DKRD-45 basically turns any dead corpses in the battlefield into remote controlled walking dead, and living people into malfunctioning bodies with confused, panicking consciousnesses. It consists of a giant cylinder containing airborne nanobots needed for the possession of dead bodies, and a control panel to control the undead and body-possessed armies. The nanobots basically arrange and modify any bodily cells that are still stable and living into muscles and nerves, keep them alive, and control their pulses. The mobility of a body is based on how many living cells are there, which multiply by the assistance of the nanobots. The armies can also be programmed to pick up any identifiable weapons in the vicinity. The nanobots can't perform mitosis, however.

NPSM-92 - The NPSM-92 nanorobotic substance forces all cells to divide rapidly while continuously supplying telomeres, turning a person into a grotesque, cancerous tumor that grows continuously until the person dies under its own weight. When said individual crushes on itself, the substance is released again into the surroundings, spreading and spreading until the nanobots consisting the substance are shut off by an external remote.

The Aetherii
The purple ship swiftly landed on the planet. The ship was large, and new scans revealed about 643 Aetherii aboard it, a few stepped out, watching the eager Triarii great the old masters. Next to step out was Princess Luna, however she had survived the battle she had not escaped unscathed. A scar was visible on her right cheek, and a long one going down her back. One of them spoke up
"I hope now you can see the importance of our guest and hope you shall see to her swift return to the Equestrians."

Gaia Landing

They were in the heart of a city, with alien alloys of red and black composing the walls, and lakes of the odd, lava like substance flowing under bridges and in fountains, with strange alien flora growing in strict, regimentally maintained formations. It would be beautiful, if not for the hellish feel the colours gave off. and everything appeared to come to a halt as the Triarii Present nodded to the Aetherii "As you command, masters, so shall it be done". There were Civilis Protectione present, maintaining a perimeter, and hundreds of Synth Soldiers. There was a noise from overhead as a Dropship came down, the crab like synth holding a metal container which opened up, four Spectre Synth Soldiers charging off... And two of the Draconian Synths, clad in black spectre armour, weapons in hand. Spectre Corvus stepped off it, smashing his hand against his chest and lowering his head to salute the Aetherii, then Luna, before speaking and gesturing for her to approach
"Praelatus Meus, an Indespectus class is waiting." He said, as two Civilis Protectione exchanged glanced over Spectres appearance

Somewhere...

"Open it"
"Yes, Praelatus meus" The Argutus replied and he tapped commands, and the machinery they had set up sprung into action. The massive circular door had resisted Plasma, warp cannon, and impossibly, anti matter. It shouldn't be there... Indeed, sensors said it wasn't, and yet it was. The machinery grabbed at the door, energy cutters whirring, arms grabbing, blurring of energy... And when it ceased...
"No detectable change"

The Shipyard

"Report, Captain" called the subordinate.

Heat sigs coming in on MF-4, M-56. Permission for engagement, acknowledge

Captain Reyes sent his own message.
Acknowledged: Denied; uncover species

Another message immediately shot into Reyes' channel

"Sir, we got tangos on one of the draconian ships with us. Fucking lizard pirates, sir! Permission to engage!"

"Engage!" shot back Reyes. He ran over and turned on external communications:

MESSAGE TO SAZKARJHIT PIRATES: ABANDON THE PREMISES IMMEDIATELY, FAILURE TO COMPLY RESULTS IN COMPLETE TERMINATION

He then sent a message to his fleet "Prepare ACR cannons and Drughan Artillery, oh and Gatlings. Any ship interferes with your mission, you have permission to open fire. Steer clear of those other ships and just get the draconian ones for now. Make it clear you aren't moving and get boarding parties ready. If your jets aren't out yet, get them out now"

Response to Civil conflict amongst the Earth Alliance

We must stop giving samples of the Drughan metal and postpone the trade routes until your people are at ease, if there is anything we can do, please let us know

Hach Contact

A message came from the lead of the breakoff, Dragoon, screaming, "All units, deploy Proximity Mines! Release FPCM's (Flash Pod Countermeasures) in their direction and arm all plasma cannons! Brute, arm your magnetic cannons and the second you acquire a firing solution you rain hell on them! All ships, commence objective!

All five ships jettisoned a total of thirty mines, which fired rockets and rocketed towards the Hach ships, exploding with immense amounts of kinetic energy. The ships also dropped towable flash pods, which shined at 1.5 million lm, which would normally be enough to overload, and hopefully cripple, viewscreens and blind the naked eye of any who saw them.

Hoping the flash pods dazed the ships, the five split and released barrage-upon-barrage of plasma torpedoes, slashing into and splashing across the Zonanese ships, some parts of the hulls even beginning to melt under intense concentration. Brute acquired a firing solution, and fired its four magcannons, hoping to get piercing shots and create as much damage as possible.

Somewhere

"Nothing works... Why does nothing work?!" He exclaimed as he paced un front of the massive door. He sighed in frustration then turned to the door and launched a volley of Psionic attacks at it out of annoyance... Then there was a response, a resonating 'thunk' and he stepped back in surprise, before laughing at his triumph. The Argutus with him looked to the scanners "Praelatus Meus! We're getting readings!" He said, and the door rolled open. There was no visible light, so the lead scientist, recovering from the initial shock of his success, took a few steps into the room and formed a fire in front of them with his mind, but it died almost as soon as it grew, granting him only a momentary peek at the room, which appeared to be a square. He looked at it in confusion for a moment, then in shock as the room became illuminated, revealing a bridge over some black liquid, leading to a small circle island in the centre with a pedestal on, above which floated a purple orb that seemed to be the source of the light. He began to cross the bridge, and as he did he heard people calling out his name... He made it into the center of the room and took the purple orb in both hands, and as he did his eyes shot in orange and he heard two voices in his head. One was the beautiful voice the Triarii had heard before, and the other was a new, more male voice, but all the same angelic. The two spoke in unison
"You continue to unearth more, and this is no exception. Take with you this gift, and with it may seas part for you, may lighting bend knee to you and the rider take the steed once more. But beware, Triarii, with power comes a responsibility you cannot even begin to imagine. We are watching, abuse this power, and expect repercussions. You exist so far from what you think you want, and what you need even more so... You must separate the two, Triarii. Go now. Seek out this world" An image of a star map appeared in their minds, as it zoomed on a location. "Upon arrival, and through all your actions, use less logic and more empathy. You will know what to seek when you are there. What you are doing now, this... This is not your purpose!" the voice became slightly enraged, as the message faded, every Triarii pausing for a moment to consider the message. Not knowing what awaited, the lead scientist darted off to his ship, leaving a skeleton crew to examine this cave, and departed, searching, meeting up with many other craft, all searching for the world

Meanwhile, something more... Standard was underway, and Triarian vessels departed, dropping into the other universe. Their destination was the Draconian Sanctum.

Equiis Pact Research Outpost 53-A, Draconian Quantum Gate
The large metal ring activated,a purple energy glowing out, a small black ship approached it entrance, preparing to enter.
"Gate Status confirmed, there is Hierarchy ships ready to escort, might be a while before we get some from the other nations or actual Pact forces." reported a Scientist.
"Negatory, the Union wants the ships to move out immediately. The sooner we get a team to Sanctum the better. Gate's not a direct link but it will drop them off in a Drac Core Galaxy pretty close to Sanctum, from there they head and setup gate connections and we got Sanctum" said a Officer.
The ships, and several large and small ships that were completely silver headed into the gate, for a very short journey to Sanctum.

Equiis Pact Research Lab 001, Equiis
Project Reborn:Notes 003
"It welcoming to see the new scientists arriving from the other Pact Nations. On that note we have begun development of another Synth, a Griffon based one this time around. One of the first thing we did was up muscle mass and density by a lot, along with a Magitech Cybernetic Heart for increased pumping of blood to help with the new muscle mass and density. Also using this new circulation system we have included a chip in the Griffons brain that at anytime allows them to trigger a number of combat boosting drugs, these are limited of course but these give great advantages in combat. We also went head and applied the standard genetic modifications for all Synth types and the standard cybernetic implants while we continue to work out what else to apply to our Griffon Synths."

Triarians, Aetherii, and the Lunar Princess
Luna boarded the craft while the Aetherii began talking with the Triarians. She knew this would be a very short, safe, and comfortable journey home.