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No trace of anything,

nothing alive, anyway,

kalderans, humans...

Nothing.

Just tell rommie to look out for anything cold, slimy,

and hostile towards all known forms of life.

Rommie, are you inside the ship yet?

I'm entering by manual override.

There isn't enough power to drive the door.

Just as well,

or you'd set off their self-defense systems.

The kalderans would've sprung any trap by now.

One would hope.

Okay, harper, I'm inside

and looking for the power coupling.

Got it.

All set on this end.

Let there be light.

These hands have been touched by god...

Not to mention a few other things.

Rommie...

What the hell happened over there?

Small-arms fire.

Explosive decompression.

What didn't happen?

Who would be stupid enough to raid a kalderan ship?

Kalderans are vicious, brutal, no sense of humor.

Stupid, all right.

They left the evidence in plain sight

instead of dropping it into the nearest star.

Which brings me to my next question,

actually, more of a proposition--

no.

Dylan, we need supplies.

It's not salvage with dead aboard.

My avatar has run a systems diagnostic

of the kalderan ship.

It reveals evidence

of forced entry and internal damage

consistent with a running firefight.

In addition,

the vessel is missing one slip-pod.

It jettisoned just prior

to comprehensive systems failure.

So there may be survivors.

Rommie, download the mission log.

It might give us a clue to what happened.

Retrieving mission logs.

It was recorded in kalderan.

I'll provide a real-time translation.

The mission has been of limited success,

as the much-hated-blood-enemy refuses to take part.

"The much-hated-blood-enemy"?

Stop.

Andromeda,

replay the last two seconds

at quarter speed,

top right quadrant, center and zoom.

Let me guess.

That would be the much-hated-blood-enemy?

No, that would be a vedran.

A vedran?

Gone from the universe

since the fall of the commonwealth?

No one's ever seen a live vedran.

No one but me.

He is the last guardian of a fallen

civilization, a hero from another time.

Faced with a universe in chaos,

Dylan hunt recruits an unlikely crew

and sets out to reunite the galaxies.

On the starship Andromeda, hope lives again.

I still can't believe

we're looking for an actual vedran.

It's been hundreds of years.

302, to be precise,

ever since tarn vedra was cut off from the slipstream.

Tarn vedra,

the seat of the systems commonwealth,

the source of moral authority for the high guard,

and my home.

Do you think the kalderans

found a way to slip to tarn vedra?

Unlikely.

Even if they found a way in,

I doubt they could find their way back out.

The vedrans are a formidable people.

According to the logs,

the kalderan ship was returning from ral Parthia.

Ah, ral Parthia.

I've been around the moons of nibia

and through perdition's flame,

but I've never heard of the place.

Ral Parthia was a planetary nature reserve.

It was open to visitors from all over the commonwealth.

Some vedrans, they loved it

even more than tarn vedra itself.

Maybe a colony of vedrans was trapped there after the fall

with the warders.

Warders?

They were like caretakers, rangers.

Most were human.

They're the ones who maintained the planet.

Rommie,

if the kalderans stumbled across ral Parthia

and captured a vedran...

Well, vedran or not, it took a slip-pod.

Maybe it went back to ral Parthia.

Maybe we should go there and find out.

What about the kalderan ship?

If someone comes across it,

they'll know just as much as we do.

That's a good point.

Well, that should

keep the kalderans' next of kin wondering.

For which I am sorry,

but if that was a vedran,

it is my duty as a high guard officer

to find her and protect her.

It didn't look like she needed much help

from anyone.

That's not an assumption I'm willing to make.

If the vedrans are still out there,

we need to know.

We, huh?

We're ready to transit to slipstream.

Wait. Do you mind?

The slip to ral Parthia

was always one of my favorites.

It's all yours.

After you.

All right...

And here we go.

Welcome to the ral system.

I'm picking up several kalderan ships

dispersed throughout the ral system.

Cruisers, tenders, even ore processors.

Beka.

How long until they pick up the slipstream event

and come looking?

The nearest ship is a cruiser at 1.8 light minutes.

Ral avar's a gas giant, two minutes out.

Take us in perpendicular to the elliptic

and dash into orbit when we've closed.

That'll keep us out of sight.

Rommie, get trance. You're both with me.

Another field trip on the maru?

We've got c/r codes from the kalderan ship.

With any luck,

they'll think we're on a supply run.

I've got the missing slip-pod,

but there's a kalderan outpost about a hundred kilometers away.

Tell them we're dropping defoliants and plasma cutters.

Defoliants and plasma cutters it is.

Bastards.

Strip-mining the planet and reducing it to ash.

Probably just to spite the vedrans.

Why would they do that?

Destroying ral Parthia

is their way of erasing tarn vedra forever.

We're cleared to land,

but there's some kind of operation underway.

We're to drop our shipment and leave.

We will,

just as soon as we get what we came for.

The slip-pod from the kalderan ship.

It's been here awhile.

The ground's cold.

The kalderan sensors aren't as good as ours.

Their operation may be a search for this pod.

Or a search and destroy.

Something you want to tell me?

Nothing you don't already know.

Rommie, does that look like--

Dylan, wait.

They've got force lances.

So do we.

Fall back.

Defensive fire only.

Do you think they're warders?

It's hard to say.

The uniform's changed since I was here.

Of course, it has been over 300 years.

All right,

time to force a surrender.

How do we do that?

By drawing a line in the sand.

Hey!

Weapons down!

Stay where you are.

Captain Dylan hunt of the high guard.

We're on the same side.

High guard?

She didn't mention anything about a high guard.

No, I don't imagine that she did.

Andromeda?

The kalderans,

six ships headed this way.

They may have detected our wake in the atmosphere.

Take us deeper.

Adjust a.G. Fields to compensate for the pressure.

Being crushed

under the weight of ral avar's atmosphere

is the least of our worries.

We've fought kalderans before.

They're tough, not invincible.

It's not the kalderans that have me concerned,

it's our captain hunt and his friends, the vedrans.

Ah, those guys.

News flash, they're on our side.

Are they?

Or would they simply expect us to be on their side?

You're splitting hairs.

Not at all.

Dylan is attempting to exert his will on the universe.

He doesn't need

quasi-mythical creatures to justify his position.

They're not mythical anymore.

If anything,

the vedran presence will weaken him.

They'll make him look like a pawn,

and before we realize it, he'll be one,

and we along with him.

So you don't trust the vedran agenda,

even though they're the good guys?

I don't trust any agenda veiled in secrecy,

vedran or otherwise.

Count on you to find the cloud around the silver lining.

It's called faith, tyr. Have some.

Dylan,

kalderans.

Take cover! Come on.

Come on!

Move it!

So what do you say, truce?

The kalderans

are trying to kill us, too.

Truce.

Rommie!

I'm on it.

Kalderan depth charges are entering the atmosphere.

[ Harper ]: Aren't we supposed to be hiding?

We are, proactively.

What does that mean, exactly?

It means we're being pragmatic

and refusing to respond to their obvious probes.

Shut up,

and we'll tell you when to worry.

Okay, just checking.

Move!

Trance...

Make sure she's okay. She took a pretty hard fall.

I'm fine.

My team--

sit still.

The sooner I give you a clean bill of health,

the sooner we can both get out there and fight.

Come on.

Dylan,

kalderan reinforcements inbound. I'm trapped.

Oh, no, you're not.

Nice.

Does that hurt?

That's fine.

More kalderans. I've got to--

by the empress.

Whoa, whoa, whoa.

Rommie, is that a...

Yes, and she's teleporting somehow.

My god, a vedran.

Come on.

Whoa, whoa.

That's vedran blood, her blood.

She saved us.

Dylan, I can't tell you

exactly how the vedran managed her teleportation trick,

but I am picking up residual zero-Point energy emanations.

Dimensional travel.

So she's tesseracting.

Obviously, tarn vedra has made significant progress

in the last 300 years.

Obviously.

Rommie,

do you think that's how they cut themselves off

from slipstream,

a massive tesseract?

Tarn vedra hiding in a shadow universe?

It's not impossible.

We'll worry about that later.

Right now, that vedran is wounded and alone

in hostile territory.

We need to find her.

Hey...

What happened to the kalderan ship?

It was destroyed.

Don't worry. No one else will come.

Thanks.

Maia, the vedran is hurt.

Now, we can help her,

but only if you take us.

Okay.

I'm taking them to the caves.

Summon reinforcements,

and keep the kalderans at bay.

It's this way.

How long has the vedran been here?

Since the fall.

The fall of the commonwealth?

Since autumn, nine months ago.

So she came from tarn vedra?

She never said.

I never got to know any of the others.

There's more than one?

Let me show you something.

They were caught in an ambush,

killed in battle with the kalderans.

Buried in the traditional circle--

female in the center,

the males surrounding her

as a symbolic guard force as she passes to the afterlife.

Only there's no grave in the center.

Maia, who is she?

Her name is uxulta.

When her herd was killed,

she had no choice but to come to us for help

to protect her.

Just protect her?

That's all.

She gave us force lances.

She showed us how to use them.

We were on patrol

when the kalderans found her

and raided our settlement.

She tried to stop them,

but there were too many of them, even for her.

So the kalderans waited for their chance

and they took it.

Smart.

No sooner does she return from that,

but she's wounded

in another battle with the kalderans.

I've failed her twice.

You didn't fail.

The job's just not finished.

We'll find her, Maia, and we'll help her.

The kalderans are on the move.

I can hear them.

Half a klick away and closing fast.

How can you hear that?

Oh, I'm an android. I'm full of surprises.

Rommie, stay here.

Check the first wave and wait for my signal.

Let's go.

After the fall,

most of the tourists managed to get off-world,

but some of them stayed,

along with the warders.

So you're descendants of the original warder service?

Like my mother and hers before that.

You don't sound very happy about that.

When I was young, I wanted other things.

The work we were doing here seemed pointless to me,

but my family felt otherwise,

and my options were obviously few.

Somehow, it's fitting

that the vedrans would decide to emerge

on my watch.

What's fitting

is that they showed up

after the kalderans arrived.

We've been fighting for two years.

We'd almost lost before the vedrans came.

Now, for the first time, we've got hope again.

They just made your hope more realistic.

No, it's more than that.

It's difficult to explain.

You don't have to.

I grew up on tarn vedra.

Yeah, I was surrounded by vedrans

all the time,

and I was in awe of them.

The archives say

that the vedrans made gifted high guard officers.

They were more than gifted.

They were superior beings.

Superior?

They made us believe

that we could be better than we were.

They made us feel invincible.

It's strange, though.

The vedrans seem to have reemerged,

but they didn't contact you,

you found out by accident.

They must have had their reasons.

They always did before.

Of course.

More blood.

We're on the right trail.

The kalderans seem to be pulling back.

I think they've lost us.

I'm picking up two dozen inbound missiles.

Targeting us?

No, but the energy release

from their passage through the atmosphere

will heat localized pockets of free hydrogen

to over 100 million degrees Celsius,

enough to induce a nuclear fusion reaction

in the atmosphere.

And turn ral avar into a small sun.

Oh, we'll definitely feel that in the morning.

Andromeda, take us out, maximum speed.

Belay that.

Impact in three minutes, 40 seconds.

If we remain, we'll be caught

in the exploding planet's shock wave, yes?

Exactly.

Andromeda, hold for my command.

She has to be here.

Maybe she's further inside,

toward the...

Toward what?

There's a laboratory of some kind.

She forbade us to enter it.

I don't know what it's for.

Then it's time to find out.

Dylan, we've got company.

Copy.

Fall back to the maru and prep for evac.

Dylan out.

The bad guys are closing in.

Maia, you find that vedran.

Trance and I will take up defensive positions.

Go.

10 seconds until contact with the shock wave.

Seven...Six...

Five...Four...

Andromeda, all ahead full.

Ride that wave.

Riding the reaction's edge.

Where their sensors can't see us.

You could have told me.

What, and ruin the surprise?

You're picking up some very unamusing habits

from Dylan,

you do know that?

However, if they can't see us run,

they can't see us kill them, either.

Andromeda, you heard the man.

Bring us about

and prepare to unload a full missile strike

right up the kalderans' scaly tailpipes.

You know what the vedrans are doing here,

don't you?

You know if we find tarn vedra.

I don't know any more than you do.

But you've seen the future.

I've seen a future.

Trance, I need to know if I'm doing the right thing

pursuing this vedran.

After all, if she had wanted my help,

I have to believe she'd ask for it.

We're not just talking about this mission,

are we?

And you're not just trying to pursue

a wounded vedran,

you're on a quest

to find a place

that you thought remained only in your mind--

home--

but that's the thing about quests,

they're not always about the destination.

That's right.

In the big picture, it's always about the journey,

but close up,

right here, right now, these vedrans need our help.

So it doesn't matter

if they've asked for our help or not.

No, it doesn't.

Dylan, a lot changes in 300 years.

There may not be a place for the vedrans,

not anymore.

Then I'll make one.

Trance!

Look out.

Dylan!

Maia, stay back.

She's alive.

Huh?

She gave me this.

Run!

Help us.

It's all right.

Captain Dylan hunt, the Andromeda ascendant.

We're here to help.

Rommie, we've got her.

Give us an exit

30 meters from my position.

On my way.

Dylan, something's happening.

There's been an explosion

in the outer system of ral avar.

Rommie,

you're breaking up.

Raise the Andromeda if you can, but hurry.

I need you here.

I am so glad we put real weapons on the maru.

Dylan, stand by.

Fire in the hole.

Argosy special operations service?

Una salus victus, ma'am.

There's our ride.

We sure stirred up the hornets' nest

this time.

True,

but now there are fewer hornets.

Beka,

the maru is hailing us.

Onscreen.

What are you doing up there?

I could see your low profile from the planet.

So who made the star?

They started it.

So did you find your vedran?

She's wounded.

Stand by to bring us aboard.

Beka, how long

until we make it to slipstream?

We're 10 minutes from a good slippoint,

and there's a lot of kalderans out there,

but what the hell,

I'll have us out of here in five.

I like that number better. Dylan out.

You'll be fine.

Trance will take care of you.

Rommie, you're with me.

Almost home.

Dylan?

Uxulta's in worse shape than we initially thought.

Her equipment's been shattered,

and she's badly wounded.

We've slowed the bleeding, but we can't stop it.

Why not?

The kalderan weapons had a biological component.

The effects are abhorrent,

especially for vedrans.

On my way.

Dylan...

We might not be able to save her.

I know some people who can.

Are you asking me for the route to tarn vedra?

I'm asking you to help me save your life,

and I know we can do that on tarn vedra.

For those of you playing at home,

that was a new attack from our old friends,

the kalderans.

Fortunately, we're at slipstream distance,

but I need a destination.

My pilot needs a destination.

Did you think you'd pressure me?

You really are

argosy special operations.

I'm waiting.

Then make it ral Parthia.

That would be suicide.

It's my life,

and I'm giving it to save ral Parthia.

Yeah, but you can't do it alone.

No.

I also need a nova bomb.

What?

Dylan--

stand by.

Why do you need a nova bomb?

The kalderans destroyed our ship.

I need the voltairium to power my equipment.

And I need to know what kind of equipment.

You aren't cleared to know.

Well, then, I'll go see for myself.

There's a self-destruct unit.

It's foolproof and it's nuclear.

So you're willing to blow up an entire planet?

As I indicated,

that's need-to-know only, captain.

You know, I put my ship and my crew

on the line to save your life.

In my book, that qualifies as need-to-know.

And I'm grateful, captain, but my mission is classified.

Then to hell with you.

Captain hunt.

I'm giving you a direct order.

Priority omega, 316 omega.

Code?

Code seven, break seven.

Identity,

uxulta,

vice-admiral, commander-In-chief

of argosy special operations.

Now, you will comply, captain,

or I will assume command of this ship

and toss you in the brig.

Are we clear?

A nova bomb, rommie.

How can I do that in good conscience,

even if she is who she claims to be?

A lot of things can change in 300 years,

even tarn vedra.

Well, their technology has certainly changed,

but her command authority hasn't.

I have the right to refuse a suspect order.

What's suspect about the order?

She's an admiral, she wants a nova bomb,

and you have one.

It is not that simple.

This isn't about the nova bomb,

and it isn't about uxulta's legitimacy.

This is about you.

Excuse me?

The vedrans came back and they didn't inform you.

Now they want something from you

and they won't tell you why.

They're leaving you out of the loop,

and you think you deserve better.

You're angry, you're hurt,

and that's okay,

because you're human,

however, you are still high guard.

These orders are legal,

and you must obey.

Would you?

I don't have a choice.

That's the problem, rommie,

I do...

And I have a responsibility.

Give me more,

or we're not going anywhere near ral Parthia.

I told you--

you've told me nothing

about your intentions, about your mission.

My command code--

is from a government

that's been gone for over 300 years.

My career, my training,

they demand that I follow your orders,

but everything else that I am, my experience, my instincts,

are screaming at me to refuse

until you give me a reason why I shouldn't.

And you will forgive me, ma'am,

if I have fallen out of the practice

of quietly accepting the idea

that there are some things that I don't need to know.

Clear this deck, captain.

You heard her. Go.

Three kalderan attack ships aft opening fire.

Return fire.

We're all clear.

Slipstream in two minutes.

How's your military history, captain?

I don't see what that has to--

I asked you a very simple question.

Excellent.

Do you remember admiral Munro?

Munro was the one of the first humans

promoted to admiral in the high guard.

Acting on orders

from the chief of argosy operations,

he led four battle groups

into a clearly suicidal engagement

with a fleet of pyrian torchships.

They all died that day, but we won the battle.

And why was that?

Munro was one hell of an admiral.

Yes,

and he trusted his vedran superiors,

though it cost him his own life

and the lives of thousands

under his command.

Trust me, captain.

I'm not asking you or your crew to march into a hopeless battle.

I'm asking you to let me die

to complete my mission.

Admiral--

it's the sacrifice I've been called upon to make.

I promise you, captain hunt,

there is far more at stake here

than a fleet of advancing pyrians

or the pained desire of one lost son

to cling fast to a piece of home.

Yeah...

Sinti, here we come.

Beka, bring us about.

Get us in range of ral Parthia

and prepare to deploy a lancer drop-pod.

I want a full load of defensive missiles,

all tubes.

We'll have to cover her all the way down.

Thank you, captain.

Don't thank me.

I might change my mind.

The admiral needs your help.

Harper, meet me in the magazine.

Right, boss.

Relax.

It can't go critical.

Look, betting my life savings on a game of yesheedono

is a chance I'm willing to take, except against trance.

However,

accidentally setting off a nova bomb...

And therefore disrupting the gravitational forces

that hold together stars and planets

isn't.

Boss...

I know.

Okay.

But what if she--

she won't.

Okay.

You're sure?

Yep.

Okay.

Just like that?

Yeah.

I trust you.

Thanks.

Hello,

hot backwoods babe.

You get all the fun.

Dylan,

I wanted to thank you for everything that you've done.

You might want to wait on that.

I already have,

too long.

That's goodbye.

So you're going with her?

Yes.

No.

I'm sorry, Maia,

there isn't room aboard the drop-pod.

But you need help.

I won't fail you again.

You've never failed me.

You led captain hunt to me,

and now you're helping me to save

more than you can possibly imagine.

But ral Parthia is my home.

And it will live in your heart,

even as you discover a new universe.

You'll see she finds a home?

I will.

Thank you, captain.

I really would appreciate that.

I'm sorry you and I didn't have more time together.

Under the circumstances, I think that's just as well.

I'll tell you something else.

I don't think you need to know,

but you should know,

you deserve to know.

Tarn vedra is quite aware of you and your efforts

to restore the commonwealth.

We're proud of you, captain, very proud,

and we want very much for you to carry on.

Status on the drop-pod?

She's through the outer atmosphere

and coming in range

of the kalderan terminal-Defense batteries.

Tyr, suppressing fire.

Make sure she gets down safely.

Then she's really gone?

I never even got a chance to meet her in person.

Yes, the admiral is a remarkable being.

Yeah, no kidding. She's a vedran.

She's flesh and blood like the rest of us.

The drop-pod is down.

Beka, increase orbit z plus 30.

Dylan,

I'm receiving a transmission

from the surface.

It's the admiral.

That was fast.

She did demonstrate an ability to tesseract over short range,

but her equipment was destroyed.

Put her onscreen.

Captain, my final order...

Run.

Running like hell, aye.

We're almost at slipstream range.

I'm detecting a massive tachyon burst

emanating from ral Parthia.

Beka, now.

[ Beeping ]

The slipstream is disintegrating.

Okay, not good. Not good.

Beka?

Hey, I didn't turn ral avar into a sun,

and I sure as hell didn't do this,

whatever this is.

Okay,

that definitely makes my list

of top 10 things that aren't fun.

We could try jumping from Typhon.

There has got to be a way to get back to ral Parthia.

You've tried six other routes.

It's safe to say that ral Parthia

has been cut off from the slipstream.

Impossible,

unless you destroy the entire system,

sun, planets...

Everything.

Or make them disappear.

Just like tarn vedra.

Dylan, you wanted to see me.

Yes, please.

Come in.

I just wanted to make sure that you were comfortable.

This ship is amazing.

It's the most amazing thing I've ever seen,

next to uxulta, of course.

Of course.

You'll have to excuse me,

but you don't seem to be too worried about ral Parthia.

Maybe I should be,

but somehow...

I know it's safe.

Uxulta loved ral Parthia,

and she's a vedran.

They always do what's right.

Don't you believe that?

I want to.

I have to.

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