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Reckoning; ...and the past becomes present, and the future weeps tears of chaos...
Topic Started: Sep 14 2011, 10:37 AM (582 Views)
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Sphere Sensor Bay #4924

"You seeing this meteor shower over there, too?" asked Bograk to his senior technician counterpart on the other side of the Sphere.

"Yup. More meteors coming in from the galactic west now as well." The man in the viewscreen furrowed his brow as he read the latest sensor reading. "Does not look like a threat, though...density readings are too low."

"Same here," Bograk replied. "But I do detect trace amounts of naquadah in each of them. Not enough to go critical upon impact, but they might be worth salvaging."


Outside the Sphere

Each meteor impacted in silence, the only indication of their arrival being slight tremors on the inside of the massive object. The plasma turrets had tracked the objects for practice, even sniped at a few to cause plumes of dust and rock to explode in space. It was, for those aboard the Sphere, just another day. To the Malecathi, it was a reckoning.
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Milky Way, Imperious Nebula, Atlas Sphere, Sphere Command:

The massive sprawling complex buzzes with activity as the Demi-Priest Argus fumes. He stares up into the main view screen and roars,” FOOLS!!!!!, This is the Imperious Nebula! We do not get meteor showers, the nebula is too dense and vast!.” The shamed look on the Jaffa face is the last Argus sees as he slams his fist on the console terminating the feed from the sensor facility. Argus leans back into his high back chair and runs not just the visual feeds but the sensor reading as he taps his fingers on his desk and scowling rises. Argus makes his way out of the study and down a long winding hall passing between two Jaffa at rigid attention and passes into the command and control room.

The massive multi story room is a hive of activity as Jaffa and Priest move from station to station attending their duties. Argus moves to a console and looks at a black robed Priest who nods as Argus says,” That meteor storm was not a storm.” The Priest nods and says,” I figured as much my lord, I have placed the Sphere on stand by and have called the reserves to mobilize as well as informed Titan Command. The last weapons drill was perfect, the Sphere can not be breached, I was here when the Vanir tried, they failed, and so will the Malecathi if they try.” Argus looks grim as he says,” The Emperor picked a bad time to play hero.”
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Milky Way, Imperious Nebula, Atlas Sphere, Sphere Command:

Argus pours through screen after screen of numbers and calculations at a console as the secured doors of the room open and everyone present stops what they’re doing to bow. Argus distractedly looks up and sees the High Priest Pericles enter the room. Argus sighs and standing straight moves to stand before the High Priest and bows as he says, “Holiness, I am glad you responded to my request.” Pericles looks bowed as he reaches up and lightly strokes his goatee and says, “Indeed Argus I was intrigued by your proposal, such a thing has never been tried, but I am curious to see if it works. Have the filters and emitters been augmented according to my specs.”

Argus nods as he says, “Yes, I had to empty a city’s reserves but the trinium should be the deciding factor.” Pericles walks to the center of the room and raising his voice says, “Weapons Command, give me a tactical.” The room’s main screen switches to an external view of the sphere, where Tel’taks skim the surface of the sphere removing any debris from the ineffectual impacts of the asteroids.

Milky Way, Imperious Nebula, Atlas Sphere, Outer Surface:

A lone Tel’tak hovers over the metallic surface fo the ancient structure, dust rises from where the vessel hovers as two Jaffa in their black armored, fully sealed for EVA walks move across the surface of the Sphere. As they look around, their dragon helms scanning the surface the comm. Of the Tel’tak comes alive with, “All external teams stand by for full weapons deployment.” The two Jaffa on the surface stop and allow their helmets to rotate toward the horizon as a powerful tremor ripples under their feet.

They steady themselves and look to the distance as they watch massive spires begin to rise. All along the Sphere’s exterior millions of weapons ports open as cannon platforms the size of several city blocks rise out of the darkened shafts of the Sphere. The massive spire reaches toward the heavens as it emits a deep pulsing hum that rattles the chest of the Jaffa that watch. The massive weapon glows intensely blue along the hollowed shaft as it finally locks fully into its cradle. The Jaffa looks about and see a literal forest of such weapons on the impregnable fortress of the Titan Empire.

Milky Way, Imperious Nebula, Atlas Sphere, Sphere Command:

After several minutes Argus looks up from his console and says, “Weapons Command reports all weapons deployed and idled, I have rigged the Titan Net to instantaneously switch the emitters on our orders High-Priest.” Pericles nods and takes a seat at a side console and begins scrolling through files until he pulls one up which makes him smile. He says to himself, “Now let’s see about dialing some missing gates…….”


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Pericles watches with nervous eyes as the probe entered the event horizon of the active stargate. He double-checked the calibrations of the probe, ever watchful for malfunctions. A slight sigh of relief escaped his lips as the probe's vision came through clearly. It gazed out into a starry night, void of any atmosphere--it was in space.

"Pan the camera around for any landmarks," he ordered the technician operating the probe.

As the camera moved about, a single object caught his eye.

"There! Focus on that object in the distance."

A small box highlighted the object and then zoomed into x50 vision. Pericles' mouth stood agape while his mind tried to process what he was seeing. It was a standard plasma cannon deployed by the millions on the surface of the Atlas Sphere. The gate was on the outside of the Sphere...but why? Realization of the Malecathi's plan dawned within his mind. Panic set in a split second later.

"Dial the gates!" he cried out.

"What, sir?" asked the puzzled technician.

"Dial all of them!"

As the gate died down and began to dial out, an incoming wormhole disrupted the connection. The unstable wormhole shot out before settling down. For a few seconds, Pericles hoped that his worst fears were not coming true. Then, a single spark of red lightning danced around the event horizon, sending the Priest's heart plummeting. One by one, the gates on the outside of the Sphere activated and spewed forth red lightning. Metal began to sag beneath them as the gravitational fluctuations became too great for the structure to bear.

The Atlas Sphere, the single greatest achievement of Lord Atlas, unassailable by any army or fleet, was being eaten alive. Yet, across the galaxy, gate by gate, the Tartarus Gate made a connection. No one was safe...
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Milky Way, Imperious Nebula, Atlas Sphere, Sphere Command:

Pericles stands in awe at what he sees; external views of the mighty Sphere fill the screens of the command room. On every screen massive plumes of metal and debris jet away from the sphere and into the gaping maws that are the activated gates. Pericles slams his fist into the console as reports begin to flood the room from control facilities and cities about the sphere of wide spread disruptions and structural damage. The doors to the room slide open as Argus turns through the harried crowd of Jaffa and Priest and slides to a stop near Pericles with a data pad saying,” The sphere can not hold up under this onslaught I predict total failure in 3 hours, we are losing 2% mass by the hour.”

Pericles scowls as he says,” Someone find the Emperor, and get Achilles on the comm..” Pericles grabs the nearest Priest and says,” Send the message to every planet with a Chappa’ai to activate their shields, they won’t last long but it will buy them time!” The Priest nods as Pericles releases him and looks up at the main screen as it switches to a view of the First Prime on the Pel’tak of the “Atok” Achilles looks puzzled as he says,” What is happening? I cannot get a solid appraisal.”

Pericles takes a deep breath and says,” The Malecathi have taken the Tartarus Gate Complex, they are using it to dial every gate in the galaxy, they have deployed a series of gates outside the Sphere and are inflicting heavy damage to it.” Achilles looks thoughtful as he says,” Grand Admiral Thoth is awaiting orders in hyperspace, send him to the complex, destroy it at all cost!” Pericles nods as he watches the screen go blank. He looks down at the console and pushing a button activates the general comm.. channel broadcasting out across the entire galaxy. His image fills the screen, his black robes dishelved, his face creased with worry as he says,

To anyone who can still pick this signal up, I am Pericles High Priest of Atlas, the Malecathi have seized the Tartarus Gate, a powerful Titan weapon and are using it to dial every gate in the galaxy. Every world will fall, the gates of your planets and stations will devour you into a singularity. The only hope is to send all available forces to the coordinates I am broadcasting now, this is the location, we believe the Malecathi fleet may be on station in the area.”

Pericles looks dire as he says,

Fleet or no, we must confront them and destroy the gate at all cost, failure to do so will be spell the end of life in this galaxy. As we speak the might of the Greater Goa’uld Empire, the “Grand Titan Fleet” is preparing to attack, and all who can should join this fight for survival, for if the “Grand Titan Fleet” fails then all is lost.”

The comm. cuts out as Pericles nods and says,” Send word to the Grand Admiral, the hammer has fallen.” Pericles turns to Argus and grabbing him by the front of his robes says,” FIND A WAY TO KILL THOSE GATES!!!!!!!”
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A massive hyperspace window flashes into life, depositing the hulking form of the Saqqara class Battleship, more commonly known as the Goa'uld City ship, "Serekh".

Razh'ek stands from his Obsidian and Marble throne to look upon the Sphere...or what was left of it. Entire sections had seemingly been ripped apart from the Spheres main structure. The area around the Sphere was littered with scrap, floating aimlessly through space. Razh'ek noticed the numerous large defense towers that had been deployed, now skeleton thin and inoperable.

The pel'tak emitted a series of beeps, and Razh'ek turned to look toward Sinn,

"What is it?" Sinn brought up an image of the Sphere and the surrounding debris. A few objects in the debris flashed in red, indicating they weren't just scrap metal,

"Chappa'ai...non active" Sinn spoke in a low, demonic voice. He looked up at the holo-map of the area as the ships systems scanned the Atlas Sphere,

"Defenses Inoperable...determining access point"

Razh'ek began to turn away as another set of alarms emitted from the Pel'tak. Five new objects appeared on the ships sensors, bringing up another holoscreen. Five Ethelwulf class vessels...

Razh'ek turned to Sinn, his mask half lit by the Pel'tak's lighting,

"It seems the Burning Empire has completed their end of the bargain. Send them the access point, I will meet their representative there."

Razh'ek turned with a swish of his cloak, revealing his dark Necro Armor. He carried no weapons, as he would not need any...
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Sinri stared at the carnage from his blue lit command chair aboard the lead Ethelwulf. The dark metal design of the bridge made sure that the screen glowed bright and visible at all times. The sphere seemed crumpled like a ball of paper thrown through the air. His eyes rested on the now many weak points that covered the immense structure.

A slight flick of light from the console to his left caught his attention. He glanced over and nodded to the human officer at it.

"Sir we've received our ring in point aboard the Sphere. The lord will meet you there for the next stage." With his part said he let himself rest back into the chair and watched the small screen as lines of white noise sparked across it.

Sinri nodded to himself slightly before giving the bridge to the weapons officer right behind the command station. Knowing the A.I. computer that ran the ship would have caught the exchange he got up from his char and proceeded towards the ring room. His leather boots made little noise down the sparten hallway as he stepped into the ring room. Sliding his hand over a touch sensitive display he selected to coordinates to the inside of the sphere and activated it by DNA. the walls of the room shifted as they revealed themselves to hold the very rings themselves. The specially made device filled the room with white light as it faded from the Goa'ulds field of vision.


:OnBoard the Titan Sphere:

As the muted glow of the rings placed him on the now uneven metal floor he stumbled slightly before catching himself. An annoyed look flickered across his face as he saw the Mechanical lord was already there and had clearly seen the slight.

He composed himself and kneeled letting his tailored leather and mail armor rustle slightly in the movement.

"Lord Raz'hek. I am lord Sinri of the Burning Empir."

He pushed himself back up with his legs making the motion in one smooth and practiced act. A slight smile showed bloody in the flashing warning lights in the hallway.

"I've been sent to help bring the all father to knows knees."
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Those who are ignorant and admit they don't know, don't bother me. Those who reject things w/o knowing what they are get under my skin. But those who 'believe' to go with the crowd & disagree with key components but never bother to investigate and determine the truth, those who will listen to a speaker and twist the words to some vague moralistic message that will make them feel good about themselves, I cannot stand.
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Razh'ek spoke through his lighted mask, glowing dimly in his hood. He spoke out in that familiar demonically mechanical voice,

"Good, now follow me." Razh'ek turned to leave the room as he slid open the half-open door. Razh'ek lead Sinri down a long hall, they seemed to be in some sort of factory complex. This area wasn't as damaged, but it was clear that the Sphere was having problems. Alarms were still going on and off, and Jaffa and priests alike were running from room to room, too preoccupied with repairing and maintaining the Sphere to notice the two intruders in their midst. They feared the wrath of their Lord, which must be great for them to pay no attention to the two oddly dressed figures wandering through the Spheres factory district.

Razh'ek turned left sharply, stepping into a wide room and closing the door behind Sinri. He entered in a key code that locked the sliding door. They were on an elevated half-oval platform with steps leading down into the main portion of the room, also circular in shape. At the far end on the wall was a set of consoles, screens active and flashing showing the status of the Sphere.

Razh'ek walked towards the consoles, and choosing the middle one sat down and activated another screen. With the Sphere so severely damaged his intrusion wouldn't show up on sensors, and he could block the Sphere's systems from detecting any tinkering with these consoles, it's not like he hadn't done it before.

"Well then, choose a console and get to work. I assume your familiar with our plot, what new deviations has Prometheus thought of now?" Razh'ek chuckled slightly, the laugh distorted by his mask.
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Sinri hesitated for a moment before sitting in the chair to the left of the lord.

"My lord has instructed me to assure that systems are put into place that force our hands that we won't take this weapon to each other. I will be helping you write a code into the Titan Net as well as into OMEGA and Guardian to ensure that unless both codes are present we cannot attack each other or edit/change this file."

He tried to look the mask in the eyes but was fairly sure he wasn't dead on.. "Do you agree with this?"
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"Very well, I was going to suggest the same thing..." Razh'ek turned his mask away back towards the screen, the orange lighted line where his eyes were disappearing behind his hood.

Sinri took a data crystal out from his pocket, "I have compiled the code for my Lord's proposed A.I. sync on this crystal, he would like it integrated into the system. Also, THE command is on here."

Razh'ek took the crystal without looking, plugging it into his already working console. Bringing up the screen, he quickly read it over...

"Seems viable, of course I will have to input my own personal code. Only by a combination of the two may any one person have complete writable control over the entire program. This will limit our access, and makes sure neither of us can edit the program without the others code. I did not think this alliance would be so long term, but what must be done...." Razh'ek smiled maliciously under his mask, making no sound to notify his guest to the expression.

Razh'ek continued to work, as Sinri also began the same. Bit by bit, they reconstructed the data on Sinri's crystal, implementing it into the main Titan Net hub and hiding it away amongst millions, perhaps billions, lines of code. Even if anyone were to find it, the encryption Razh'ek used on the files was top notch, a new encryption he had been waiting to install to OMEGA. If cracked, the user would still need to enter one of two codes to access the base program, and both codes to manipulate it to his or her needs.

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An hour or two later, Razh'ek hit a single button on his console, compiling the code and updating it to the Titan Net Hub, sending it through his most powerful encryption and storing it within the billions of other lines of code. Razh'ek brought up another screen, showing the log of users who had accessed the hub in the past 48 hours. Pericles was at the top, amidst unknown signals that had accessed the entire network. Razh'ek snorted at the thought the High Priest was still alive.

"It has been done, with this only Prometheus and I may access the A.I. with our codes. Even if someone else were to gain one code, he would only be able to carry our plans further, never turning it against us."

Sinri sat silent, unplugging a data crystal from his console. Razh'ek hit another button before rising, clearing the 48 hour history log, erasing their footprints and all data gained in the past two days. That should slow them down.

"The only places with enough power and access to activate the AI are the two Titan Net Hubs, and Ulas. However, only Ulas currently has the full program, and these changes will only take effect after we have sent out the update."

Sinri smiled, "That puts the position of power with my Lord, don't you think Grim Lord?"

Razh'ek snarled behind his mask, "Do not remind me, or I will destroy you."

The two stood up, all data on the console cleared, and left the room for the rings...
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Sinri stepped up onto the ring still smirking slighting. "M'lord next we will need to do nearly the same procedure to a Guardian Hub. Since my lord Prometheus' flagship isn't here we must go to Memphis."

He tapped the keys to ring him to his ship. As a brilliant white light bathed the changing rooms he again appeared on the Ethelwulf and signaled the bridge to send the correct coordinates to the other ship before jumping into hyperspace.
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Razh'ek watched as the white light engulfed Sinri, and stepped onto the platform himself.

Orbit of the Atlas Sphere, Pel'tak of the "Serekh";

Sinn stood at the Pel'tak, entering in coordinates without acknowledging the arrival of his Lord.

"We have coordinates to Memphis, plotting hyperspace route..."

Razh'ek sat on his throne as the ship entered the blue and purple hyperspace tunnel,

He spoke in his demonic, mechanical voice, "Hmph, as if I didn't know where my father's old planet was..."
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Milky Way, Imperious Nebula, Atlas Sphere, Sphere Command:

As the ships of the defilers left the nebula, the High Priest Pericles slowly walked through the ruined halls of Sphere Command. Sparks flew from exposed conduits and steam pipes vented into the corridors as Jaffa and Priest alike hurried about by the hundreds trying to bring the damage under control. Pericles passed through an arch way and out onto a massive balcony and looked upon a giant statue of the Titan Atlas.

Atlas stood upon a vast pedestal, his head looking up and his left hand pointing. Pericles looked up and at the end of Atlas's finger...the swirling gases of the nebula could be seen. Pericles looked forlorn as his keen mind began to calculate the damage the Sphere had suffered. Massive holes had torn in the once impregnable hull, entire cities were lost, billions of lives snuffed out in an eye.

Pericles rubbed at his eyes as a Priest came up next ot him and nodding said in hushed tones. “Holiness, the early damage reports, we lost 4 cities, the early death toll in the range of 3 billion, the main power plants are coming back on line now that the “Quintessence Generators” are gone. Sensors are down and repair crews are working to bring defense systems back online.”

Pericles looks distant as the Priest continues,”We did get this from the internal security systems my lord.” Pericles takes the pad and scowls as he watches intruders moving about a badly damaged and abandoned section of the Sphere. Pericles curses as he says,”That scum....Raz”hek, he would dare to try to take advantage, while we are fighting an implacable alien foe he is here stealing our secrets. This will be the last time he makes that mistake!”

Pericles switches the pads read ou and says,”I do not care of the consequences, enslave as many as you need, begin repairs immediately, even will billions of slaves it will take months or even years. Get the Chappa'ai's back online we will need resources from every planet in the Empire for this chore and bring the Dumerion Shipyards to full production capacity we are going to need more ships I fear.” As the Priest nods and begins to leave Pericles says,”Find out what it was Raz'hek took......and find the Emperor for Atlas's sake....FIND HIM!!!”
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Milky Way, Imperious Nebula, Atlas Sphere, Sphere Command:

The grand office shakes as Pericles roars with rage. A Priest dives out of the way and runs from the room as Pericles hurls the large oak desk against the wall with one hand. His eyes flash brilliant gold as he turns and looking out the panoramic windows behind him sees the wide rolling fields of the sphere and the now massive gaping holes in the iconic structure. Pericles clenches his jaw as he says,”WHY would he go to an alternate universe in the midst of a war? The Demi-Priest Argus rises from a plush couch near the wall and says,”It is not our place to question the Emperor Pericles.”

The High Priest looks over his shoulder at Argus and with a sneer says,”Grow up, our precious Emperor has once again left us holding the reins of a bucking war horse that only he can fully control and for what...That insolent child Ares!!!” Argus begins to look nervous as he says,”Pericles perhaps you should calm down, the stress is obviously....”

Pericles turns and fuming says,”It is not stress, it is a frustration born from having to clean up after Atlas, making his insane dreams a reality, holding this lumbering Empire together while he chases Quetesh's skirt or picks a war with whoever his target of the day is...ENOUGH!!!” Argus slowly rises as a dark look passes over his face and he says,”You are flirting with sedition High Priest.”

A deep demonic voice booms out from the shadows,”Is it sedition or the truth Argus.” The blood of the Demi-Priest runs cold as he slowly turns and sees emerging from the shadows the feared and legendary LORD WRATH!!!! Argus takes a step back as the hand that wears his Kara'kesh jerks in a defensive manner. Pericles says,”No need for that Argus, Lord Wrath is my guest.”

Argus looks shocked as Lord Wrath floats to the center of the room, his highly polished white boots lightly touch down on the floor as his golden cloak floats about his white great coat. His long flowing hair is tied back in a tail, as he smiles he looks past Argus and Pericles to see the damaged Sphere beyond. He slowly shakes his head in sadness as he says,”It is sad to see the Sphere in such a state, it deserves better.” Argus with a shiver says,”This is not happening, if the Emperor knew of this...”

Wrath looks at Argus and says,”Fear nor Demi-Priest he will know soon enough.” Before Argus can another word, he feels a pull on his organs and is ripped from his feet and hurled into the wall and pinned there as Wrath stands next to Pericles and says,”MY new and improved “Seven” will be ready when Atlas returns, make sure he comes here first.”

Pericles nods as he says,”I will see to Achilles and Hector, I can find other assignments for them, Samson is on an assignment already, all will be ready.” Wrath nods as he walks to the window and looking out over the Sphere says,”I have much to do, see to it that the shipyards of Annwn and the Dumerion shipyard are at full capacity day and night, I will need a fleet worthy of me. I want the shipments coming in from all the worlds of the Empire, and I want work to begin on the Sphere at once. Let us show the galaxy that the Titan Empire is far from weakened. Nay all the Malecathi did was awaken the sleeping Titan, let the galaxy see a true Empire of War at it's most industrious.” Pericles bows and turns to leave walking past the still pinned Argus.........

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The Jaffa guard snaps to attention as Pericles exits the Tel’tak and moves swiftly past them. He pays little heed as he goes over a datapad in his hands and laughs to himself. His increasing erratic behavior makes many Priests stop dead in their tracks as he passes, ignoring their bows and questions. Pericles stops before massive doors with the Empires symbol embossed upon them.

He waves at the doors with his Kara’kesh causing the sound of ancient machines to come alive as the doors open. A great gust of wind and dust blows out as Pericles waves it away and enters the chamber that begins to light up. The circular room has a large raised dais in its center with a massive console sitting upon it. On either side of the dais massive granite statues of Atlas look down at the console with disapproving glares as Pericles swiftly moves up the dais and brushing the fine layer of dust form the console places his hand on it.

The console glows as a holoscreen blinks to life over the console, Pericles looks up at it as he fingers deftly manipulate the controls and he nods as he sees what he is looking for. He opens a file that has not been opened in 2,000 years as he snarls and says,” Wake up you bitch!!!!” He slams his hand down hard on the console as the file opens and the room goes dark……

Milky Way Galaxy:

In every corner of the massive expansive Titan Empire…everything goes dark, Ha’tak power down, stations go dark, Titan Net satellites loose their cloaks as their main reactors go offline. On Knossos the mighty floating city Atlasopolis looses it’s primary thrusters and begins to slowly free fall. And as suddenly as it started it ends. Atlasopolis regains her thrusters and begins to rise back her position in the heavens. Ships come back online and the Empire returns to parity.

Milky Way, Imperious Nebula, Atlas Sphere, Titan Net Control Hub Alpha 9:

As the power comes back on the holoscreen blinks back to life, Pericles looks about the room with concern but looking up at the screen smiles as he sees a scrolling line of code, that is joined by trillions more in the blink of an eye. He steps down the dias and watches as the screen projects a holographic image of Atlas onto the top of the dais. The transparent image looks about the room and then says,

”Titan Net A.I. protocol:….. 001 Atlas Prime online and responsive.

Scanning Holy Charon System:…….Results negative

Scanning Atlas Sphere and Imperious Nebula:……Heavy structural damage detected…..Scan Negative

Cross Scanning all Titan Net Satellites:…….Several satellites missing from the network, Scan Negative

Summary: This operating version of the Titan Net Artificial Intelligence is not current, based on chronological synching this version is 2,134 years, 3 months, 12days, 19 hours, 34 seconds out of date. Detecting significant damage to extensive holdings recognized and unrecognized through out the Empire.

The A.I. looks down at Pericles and with a quizzical look says,” Where is Atlas?” Pericles shakes his head as he says,” Unknown, I suggest you concern yourself with your primary mission, the maintenance of the Empire, the streamlining of the Empire and the protection of the Empire. As you can tell we have sustained an attack from hostiles and need you to coordinate the repair and restitution of the Empire. In the interim Lord Wrath will lead us, is this understood?” The A.I. image slightly wavers as the Atlas effigy nods and says,” So be it, shall we begin?”….
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Milky Way, Imperious Nebula, Atlas Sphere, Titan Net Control Hub Alpha 9:

The faint blue image of the A.I. Atlas looks puzzled as the “Horseman” Lucifer hovers over the console. The AI says,”Query: you are attempting to access security protocols programmed by the Emperor 3,387 year ago. For what purpose?” Lucifer’s dragon helm rotates up even as his fingers keep moving, a deep sickly wheezing issues out as the “Horseman” says,”Wrath wants this new version of you to be unbreakable, in the time since you were online we have experienced a catastrophic A.I. Failure and numerous attempts at hacking and infiltration. With these upgrades you will be able to identify and combat any such future attempts.”

Lucifer does not miss a beat as he continues making adjustments. He says,”How are the repairs?” The AI version of Atlas looks thoughtful as it says,”Newer more resilient versions of the Titan Empire's Titan Net Satellites are being built to replace the ones lost in the siege. In the interim I have upgraded the existing sensor packages on the remaining satellites giving them more coverage of the lost realms. I am also sending and coordinating the replenishment from the Pegasus galaxy, it will greatly aid and speed up the time the Empire needs to replace lost assets.”

Lucifer says,”Excellent the sooner we replace the lost fleets, the sooner we can get back to doing what we do best, crushing those who would oppose us.” The AI frowns and says,”I have speed up the build queue of our shipyards and am overseeing the construction of new shipyards in the Charon system.” Lucifer makes a dismissive wave and says,”Just keep doing what your doing, no one will be hacking or corrupting this Net version, not as long as I am here........”

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