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Moonbase Alpha status report,

2409 days after leaving Earth orbit,

Doctor Helena Russell recording.

Our scanners have detected a mysterious object

in our west quadrant.

Our sensors indicate an active power source

somewhere inside it, but register no life forms.

- It's radiating some kind of energy field.

- How powerful?

- It's too weak to have any offensive potential.

- Radiation factor insignificant.

- The energy field is highly sensitive to matter.

- Let's have a look at it.

- It could be some kind of robot survey device.

- Commander.

Something's triggered an energy build up inside that object.

- Red alert, defense teams into position.

- Raise defense shields.

- Emergency medical units standby.

- Surface Eagles to underground hangers.

- All other personnel into protective areas, and stand by.

- It's through the shields.

- Helena!

- The pain, it's tearing up my mind!

Help me!

- Maya!

- Let me see that.

- What's the matter with her?

- I can't tell.

- Alibe, contact that thing out there.

- Yes sir.

- What happened to her?

I'm not sure, some kind of shock effect.

Moonbase Alpha to satellite, come in.

Calling satellite, this is Moonbase Alpha.

Come in, do you read me?

Come in please, this is Moonbase Alpha.

- Welcome back.

- You alright?

- Yes, I think so.

- Easy now, here we go.

- That's it.

What was that?

- A mind probe.

- A mind probe?

- It probed all of us.

- All of us?

- When it found me, it changed intensity.

It almost tore my brain apart.

- Hey, come on.

- Helena, why did it single her out?

- Her physiology is different, it could be that.

- Yeah.

Alibe, can't you raise that thing?

- I'm trying Commander.

- Tony, Maya, I want a sensor reading on that thing.

Moonbase Alpha to satellite, do you read me?

Come in please, Moonbase Alpha to satellite.

- That probe could've killed her.

- Yeah, there's no sign of brain damage.

- None that registers.

Come in please, Moonbase Alpha calling.

- There's no response.

That probe has burned out the databank.

Moonbase Alpha calling.

- Anything Maya?

- No more than I registered before.

A highly sensitive force field with no sign of life forms.

- Why don't we just blast that thing out of space?

- Maybe, yeah maybe, Alibe?

- Still no response to our signal, Commander.

- It's converted to raw matter.

- Also solidifying, and expanding fast.

It's a spaceship.

- Dorcons.

- Dorcons. - Maya, what is it?

- Dorcons. - What is it?

- Oh, it's a Dorcon spaceship!

- Maya, take it easy.

- It's after me, it's after me!

- Alan, scan that ship, find out what you can.

- Check.

- Oh that light, it was a Dorcon probe.

Maya, just take it easy now.

- You don't understand!

None of you.

It's a Dorcon spaceship.

- Easy Maya, easy, what are Dorcons?

- Enemies.

Enemies Psychons fear most of all.

- Maya you're with us, there's nothing to be afraid of.

- Oh, you can't help me!

Not against them.

- John, that ship's got a meson convertor on board.

- Meson converter?

- What is that?

- It's a means of transforming

matter into energy, and reshaping it

in whatever form they like.

- And shift it through space almost simultaneously.

- So they can transport matter.

- You saw how that spaceship arrived.

Commander, those are Dorcons.

They're the most powerful race in the galaxy.

- I think I'm getting through Commander.

- A signal from the alien base, Archon.

- Ignore it, Uncle.

Give the order to invade.

- And if they resist...

- They resist, they die.

- And the Psychon, Malic?

- It is Consul Varda's duty to take her alive.

- But it would please you more to see her dead.

- No Uncle, no.

- I know what is in your mind, Malic.

Your advice is rejected.

- The scanner report on these Alphans

show that they're an intelligent race of beings, Archon.

- Consul Varda, arrange it how you must.

But I want that Psychon.

- I shall contact them immediately.

- And we shall observe.

- For centuries, they've pursued my people.

Hunting us like animals.

- Why Maya?

- The Dorcons control all the forces of nature, except one.

Death.

They know that through us, they can achieve immortality.

Commander, promise me you won't let them take me alive.

Commander, I'm getting a signal.

- Greetings Commander.

I am Consul Varda of the planet Dorca.

We journeyed half the galaxy to meet your people.

- Yes, and attacked one of my crew.

- We regret the necessity of our action.

We needed confirmation.

- A question would've been the simple

and harmless way to do it.

- You are right of course, Commander, forgive us.

- I'll withhold my forgiveness

until I'm sure of your intentions.

- Our intentions are peaceful.

I represent the Imperial Archon.

Supreme Leader of the Federated Worlds of Dorcon.

- Alright, now we know who you are.

What do you want?

- Your cooperation.

- We're always ready to cooperate, for the common good.

But your actions so far make me doubt your intentions.

- You have a Psychon among your people.

- Yes we have.

- Arrange to transport her up to our ship immediately.

- Negative.

- Invade Uncle, we waste time!

- There is no need.

Commander, the Psychon will tell you

how futile it is to resist us.

- Resistance is futile.

- Maya, we are not gonna let them take you.

- Varda, thank you for demonstrating your

peaceful intentions.

- Commander, do as I ask,

or I will be forced to demonstrate my power.

- Tony, lasers.

- Yes sir.

Arm surface lasers.

- Resistance is futile, surrender the Psychon.

- Alan, prepare to launch Combat Eagles.

- All Eagle crews to combat stations.

- Commander, you are bringing death to your people.

- They'll kill everyone, you can't stop them!

- Maya!

- Heed the Psychon, Koenig.

- Tony, secure the base against attack.

- No! Let them have me before it's too late.

- You are not going with...

- Tony!

- I admire your readiness to die

for your principals, Commander.

Are the rest of you Alphans prepared to die too?

Combat Eagle group ready for launch.

- Maintain full alert, and stand by.

Seal every exit throughout the base, security units.

- In position, Commander.

- Put back-up units on standby.

And keep those exits covered at all times.

- Yes sir.

- Damage crews?

- Standing by.

- Everyone in Medical has been evacuated

to protective areas.

- Good, Maya, any movement?

- Not yet.

Commander, sealed doors won't stop the Dorcons.

- Maya.

Before you said something about immortality.

The Psychons gave them immortality, how?

- Our brain stems.

- What?

- They want your brain stem?

- They don't die as our races do.

Their brain stems cease to function at a certain age.

They discovered that Psychon brain stems last forever.

- A surgical transfer to a Dorcon brain

is all that it takes?

- Yes.

- Now wait a minute.

They want us to give you up for that?

It's obscene!

- Tony, I'm the last living Psychon.

They won't leave without me.

- I don't wanna hear!

- She failed you, Uncle!

- I assumed these Alphans were reasonable people, Malic.

- We have now lost the element of surprise.

I was right, we should have invaded.

- Silence!

- Uncle, it is my wish to serve you.

- I know what you wish!

You wish my death, I know, I know.

But I won't die, will I Consul?

- You have earned your immortality, Archon.

- Then get me that Psychon.

Get her Varda.

Get her.

- He's such a difficult man to serve.

- He is the Archon.

- He's an old man, Varda.

And now you want to make him immortal?

- Yes Malic, it seems you are fated to remain

heir to the throne, and nothing more.

- And you approve?

- Yes, Malic.

You are not fit to lead our people.

- We shall see, Consul.

We shall see.

- Action stations.

Select target.

- John, energy build-up.

- Target selected.

- Fire!

- Fire target two.

- Laser batteries knocked out.

- Parameter areas four, six and nine destroyed.

- Launch Eagles!

- That craft is shielded John, we can't touch it.

- Get away for now!

- John, we just lost Eagle Four.

- Back off Alan, back off!

- This way.

- Okay, here we go, let me see.

- Commander!

- He'll be alright, let's get him evacuated.

- Commander, we've got to give in.

Commander we can't take any more!

- Commander, let them have Maya.

Why should we all die for her?

- He's right Commander.

- No Maya.

- Do it Commander, give her to the Dorcons.

- Put that laser down Stewart.

- Let them have her Commander.

- I've got it.

- Helena, kill me.

- I can't Maya.

- Maya!

- If I'm dead, they'll leave!

Use the laser Helena, please.

- Helena!

- Do you want to see me end up like a living husk, do you?

I would if they take me alive!

Kill me, please.

- Helena!

Alibe, contact them.

Yes sir.

- Varda, call off the attack!

- You know our terms, Commander.

- Here she is Varda, the last living Psychon.

Now call off the attack or she dies!

And you lose!

- Cease bombardment.

- Okay, I've stalled them for now.

- Activate the meson converter.

Pinpoint the area where they hold the Psychon.

- Located.

- Lock in the converter.

Locked.

- Alert Group One for immediate action.

- Eight parameter stations gone.

- One ship, one pilot lost.

Thompson, Eagle Four.

- That's two dead, 11 injured, two missing.

- People injured, killed, it's all my fault.

- No Maya, the Dorcons are to blame, not you.

- They won't go away, it's a waste.

They won't go away.

- I know.

- John.

- Maya, transform.

- No!

- Commander, tell your people that you have capitulated.

And that we are not here to harm them.

Please.

- This is commander John Koenig.

Alpha has been invaded by superior military force.

We have no choice but surrender.

You'll be safe, providing you stay at your posts.

And remain calm.

Await further instructions.

- Thank you.

The Psychon, where is she?

We have the means to find her, painful means.

So please, if you wish to spare her.

- Spare us your concern Consul!

- As you wish.

- Stop it!

You found her, just stop the beam!

- I'm sorry it had to happen this way, but I did warn you.

- You have what you want.

- Yes Commander, and your people have suffered enough.

We shall leave you in peace.

Varda.

- Goodbye Commander.

Switch off the transporter beam.

Koenig!

- Commander! - The Psychon!

- You cannot escape, Psychon.

- Consul Varda.

The Psychon?

- Yes Archon.

- Speak child, what are you called?

- Maya, daughter of Mentor.

- Well Maya, daughter of Mentor, your struggles are over.

Prepare her for transfer surgery.

- The alien Commander.

- Kill him.

- I gave my word he would live.

- Then send him back, now, immediately.

I would be rid of these creatures.

- I shall Archon,

the moment the converter coils are recharged.

- Yes, yes, oh and Consul Varda.

Congratulations.

- Secure him.

- So you got the Psychon?

- Yes Malic.

- Wait.

You will carry out the brain stem transfer?

- No, no Malic, we went to all that trouble for no reason.

- He's an old man Varda, let him die.

- So that you may become the Archon in his place?

- I am his heir, it is my right.

- He gives us peace and stability.

What do you offer, Malic?

- To you Varda, whatever you ask.

If you let him die.

- And bring war, and misery, and disaster upon our people?

No Malic, the Archon may not be perfect,

but unlike you he does have the interests of our people

as his chief concern.

- You will regret this, Consul.

- Excellency Malic is to be denied access to the Archon

until further notice.

- Yes Consul.

- A brief moment of pain, and it will be over.

Are you sure she can't transform?

- Not while the beam is active.

- Inform me the moment you are ready for transfer.

- Yes Consul.

Consul?

- Release him.

- Where is she?

- Forget the Psychon, Commander.

- What have you done to her?

- Surgical transfer requires preparation.

- But she's still alive?

- Yes.

If it's any comfort, she won't suffer.

- No, she'd have to have a mind for that.

And she won't have one,

not when you're finished with her right?

- I understand your bitterness, Commander.

- Sure you do.

- Koenig, the security of an empire is at stake.

An empire that controls thousands of inhabited worlds.

What is the life of one Psychon compared with that?

- What are you doing, justifying your actions

to me or to yourself?

- Meson beam ready to transport, Consul.

- Stand by.

It's time to go back to your own people, Commander.

- I'm sorry Excellency.

- You refuse me entry to the Archon?

- Consul Varda's orders, Excellency.

- Meson converter, a machine that transmits matter.

I'm impressed, Consul.

- Antimatter coils recharged.

60 seconds to full transporter power.

- Antimatter.

- The source of its energy, Commander.

Nature's own demon, caged.

Unleashed it could tear space itself apart.

- We're ready for transfer surgery, Consul.

- Excellent.

As soon as the beam is functional, send him back.

If he resists, kill him.

Goodbye Commander.

- Ready to transport.

Kill him, Excellency.

- I am Malic, Commander.

Seems you must die, and we have yet to become acquainted.

Sad, isn't it?

You're free, alien.

You want the Psychon, don't you?

- You're being too kind, Malic, why?

- And you know what they'll do to her there.

Go, before it's too late.

Go, before I change my mind.

- The alien has killed the guards

and escaped, alert the ship.

- Archon.

It is time.

- Varda.

I dream an old man's dream of death,

and find you here to arrange my immortality.

- Archon, the alien Commander has escaped.

- With your permission, I shall deal with this Archon.

- No I want you here, have your men find him.

- The alien is to be killed on sight, is that clear?

Yes Consul.

- To reduce such a beautiful creature to a living husk.

Not a pleasant thought, is it Consul?

- We have no choice Archon, you must go on living.

The continuing security of our people demands it.

- True, in a sense we're both victims.

The Psychon condemned to living death,

and I, to life eternal.

Well, let us proceed.

- Whatever would you do without me, alien?

- Which way's the trap door, Malic?

- Ah, you do not trust me.

- Of course I do.

- I do like an honest answer.

You'd better go.

The surgical area is at the end of the corridor.

They'll be removing her brain stem about now.

The alien has gone berserk, Consul.

He is armed and dangerous.

- My men have orders to kill him.

- They have failed, he is looking for you.

- Find him, Consul Varda.

Keep him from this area.

My medical officer will do what is necessary here.

I am ready.

We've searched the forward sector,

there's no sign of him.

- Regroup at sector D and continue the search.

Yes ma'am.

- Has the transfer taken place?

- In a few moments, it will be complete Excellency.

- Thank you.

- Malic?

- It is I, Uncle.

- It is over?

- All over, Uncle, for you.

But for me, the beginning.

- What are you doing?

Where's Consul Varda?

- I'm afraid I had to arrange her absence.

- Stop it, Malic, stop it!

- It's your own fault Uncle!

You wouldn't trust me, would you?

Tried to cheat me out of what was mine, by right.

- Stop, I beg you, stop, Malic release me!

- Too late Uncle, too bad you'll never know

what a good Archon I'll make.

'course, I shall keep the Psychon for myself.

Well, immortality is wasted on the old, isn't it?

- Malic!

- Sleep, Uncle, sleep.

- Malic.

- Sleep.

- Maya!

Maya, alright?

- Yeah.

- You think you can make it to the transporter beam?

- Yeah, I'm fine.

- Let's go.

- Dorcons, attention, attention!

The Archon is dead, killed, murdered by the alien.

As heir to the throne, I Malic now assume command.

- Not so crazy after all.

Dorcon soldiers, as Archon,

I order you to find this alien murderer

and kill him on sight.

But the Psychon must be taken alive.

Those about to live salute you.

Archon, Archon.

- Don't, take his weapon.

Do you know what you have done?

- Yes, prevented a crime...

- You are a destructive man Koenig, you must die.

And so will she, and every living thing on your base

for the crime that you've committed.

- You said you would spare my base.

- The word of a Dorcon, Commander.

- You killed the Archon.

- No I did not!

- Consul.

You may kill him, but the Psychon lives.

My late Uncle had a most excellent plan for her.

- Varda, Malic killed him.

- Finish him, I command it.

- I saw him do it, he used me to decoy you

away from the Archon!

- Malic.

- Soldiers, arrest Consul Varda.

- No, he killed your leader.

- Of course.

- Disarm her!

- Murdering imbecile, you're unfit to live!

- The shield!

- The antimatter shields are gone, let's go!

Helena.

- Maya.

- Hi Alibe.

- Are you alright?

- Obey, obey, I am the Archon, I am the Archon!

- She was quite a woman, after all.

- Oh?

Who was quite a woman, after all?

- Consul Varda.

What kinda shape are we in, Tony?

- Damage repairs are well in hand, John.

- Compliments of computer.

Two genuine, one hundred percent, imitation coffees.

- Thanks Alan.

- Now Maya, I was just wondering something.

- What?

- Is there anything else in your Psychon past

that we ought to know about?

- That's a very highly improper question

to ask any lady, Tony.

- Oh, I beg your pardon.

- You'd better let us take care of your hands.

- My place or yours?

- How about Medical Center?

- Whatever you say, doctor.