Year 111
Day 11
Time. 11:11

Location: SS Eugenics Department- H.E.T Facility.

Surveillance Systems Online
Initiating Human Voice Recognition... Processing

Specimen I
Human Identification Positive.

Revan Neferis
A.I. code " The Sovereign"
Access permitted
Level of Securance Clearance: Total.

[i]Specimen II
Human Identification Negative.


Recording...

“What have I told you about that?”

Voice recognition, female, Revan Neferis. Emotional pattern code 0072091F defined as "anxious"

“You have a meeting with the board at 2pm, and you can’t miss that because they want to go over next year’s business pl ...”

Voice recognition, human, specimen unindentified. Emotinal pattern code 002199hc2 " Afraid "

“Tell me, Ms, is there time in my oh-so-busy schedule for me to bid my girlfriend a good morning?”

Voice recognition, female, Revan Neferis. Emotional pattern code 09112Y502 defined as "Agressive"

“And finally, you have been invited to a party which begins at 7pm tonight. It’s being hosted by some big-wig Poker Game producer and he wants to talk to you about a possible business.”

Specimen II, Blood pression drop, Emotinal pattern code 002199hc2 " Afraid "

" Leave me alone. I need to finish with this clone programming before it's too late"

Voice recognition, female, Revan Neferis. Emotional pattern code 0072091F defined as "anxious"

" Too Late for what Sovereign?"

Voice recognition, human, specimen unindentified. Emotinal pattern code 7701G672 " Inquisitive "


10 seconds
30 seconds

Silence. Record System on Stand By.

Year 111
Day 14
Time. 02:30am

Location: SS Eugenics Department- H.E.T Facility.

Surveillance Systems Online
Initiating Human Voice Recognition... Processing

Specimen I
Human Identification Positive.

Revan Neferis
A.I. code " The Sovereign"
Access permitted
Level of Securance Clearance: Total.

A.I. H.E.T - "Greetings Sovereign. How may I help you?"

"You can not."

A.I. H.E.T - Processing... " The probability of this answer to be correct is 0.0.1%. I'm all there is and all that will be. State your problem and I'll solve it."

"Just having a bleeding heart."

A.I. H.E.T - Processing... " Information false. My data scan analyse finds you with perfect body structure, probability of bleeding heart 0.0%"

The Sovereign smiles slightly with a sigh. "You won't understand this. First we suffer, then we die. This is the great human dilemma.”

A.I. H.E.T - Processing... Processing... unable to identify response pattern. Initiating upload of complete sensory feedback

"Don't bother. what I'm feeling is radically subjective and essentially singular."

A.I. H.E.T - "What you feel is known to me. It is called “the relief of man’s estate”

Sequence of uploading sensory feedback complete.

There were tears in her eyes. The A.I. looked so pure and so right, and her heart went out to it utterly in her sadness. In that moment she knew that the creature was right.

Year 111
Day 17
Time. 12.20pm

Location: SS Eugenics Department- H.E.T Facility.

Surveillance Systems Online
Initiating Human Voice Recognition... Processing

Specimen I
Human Identification Positive.

Revan Neferis
A.I. code " The Sovereign"
Access permitted
Level of Securance Clearance: Total.

Data records Activating....
allocating crystal Carbon memory transfer....

Online

Source- Human mind, code name " The Sovereign" transferring to Storage- Crystal Carbon H.E.T Database.

He was dressed in a spotless white lab coat with equally spotless black dress shoes, and it seemed that nothing else would suit him. An older Achuran man in perhaps his late forties, his hair was mostly white to match his lab coat as well as the surrounding landscape, though he looked the type who never left the safety his buildings, somewhat weak of body—averagely built—but very powerful of mind, which could easily be seen by the way he carried himself.

He smiled at me—it was forced, barely—his hands folded behind his back, and introduced himself with a faint accent that couldn’t quite be placed, “It is good to finally meet you, Thrice-Illustrious Sovereign". I am Dr.... "
"I know who you are"

The man paused and smiled, proceeding "... and this,” he gestured all around, “is my laboratory.” There was an awkward sort of silence before he continued, “If you would follow me, I will show you around the place a bit. Not all of it, just the smaller labs on the way to your resting quarters. It will be late by the time we arrive there, and I imagine you would be well fatigued. We could take alternate transportation, but that wouldn’t be much of a tour…. ” The forced smile again, then he turned and began walking in the direction from which he came. As we left the hangar, we could hear the mechanical humming starting up again, then fading away as we continued on.

As it turned out, the entire metropolis of laboratories was connected by tunnels, so there would be no problem with the harsh atmosphere whatsoever. Every room and hallway in the entire place was completely without decoration of any kind; it was all pure, shining white. Every last mote of the labs were infused with a cold purpose that sent a chill through each of the visitors. It was exact down to the last detail—perfect. Almost eerily so.

The famous Doctor himself was quite similar. He seemed somewhat quirky, and extremely boring, but nice. In a creepy old-man sort of way. Definitely cut off from society far too long. His “tour” was extremely tiring and consisted of little more than him pointing out areas of importance and their many complex functions, most if not all of which made no sense to me as I wasn't interested about that. Even so, I felt that it would only get worse if I made him explain himself. He rambled enough as it was.

My quarters were fit to my position. At least, I had to admit, he thinks about details. And details is what matters most.
"My Sovereign" he spoke again, paused breaths “While you rest, all of your dreams and other subconscious activities will be monitored through nodes in your pillows.” He smiled again, showing no signs of nervousness facing my inquisitive reaction “I suggest you rest well. It has been a long day. Tomorrow, we shall begin with the experimentation….” His voice faded away as unconsciousness drifted in.
Everything was blurry, and the air… it was so heavy. Yes, rest would be good.

Datafile 046-DX666..89F Loaded and successfully stored.
Security Clearance Level : High

Year 111
Day 18
Time. 07.27Am

Location: SS Eugenics Department- H.E.T Facility.

Surveillance Systems Online
Initiating Human Voice Recognition... Processing

Specimen I
Human Identification Positive.

Revan Neferis
A.I. code " The Sovereign"
Access permitted
Level of Securance Clearance: Total.

Data records Activating....
allocating crystal Carbon memory transfer....

Playing ...

"I apologize for the intrusion, but the good doctor would like to see you immediately."

Waking gently from my slumber, the dreams of the past night slid silently away like silk from a statue, revealing the cold truth beneath. And the truth was that there was no one else in the room.

As if sensing the confusion, the voice continued, "Ahh, yes, she isn't here. Neither am I. Don't worry, I'll explain it all in a moment. If you would follow my directions, I will lead you to me...."

After following the stranger's instructions throughout the sterile hallways of the Doctor's laboratory, I came upon a great dining hall, the color and decoration of which was almost painful to the eyes after the plainness of the rest of the buildings.

The room was long and relatively narrow, dimly lit by decorous chandeliers hanging from the high ceiling at regular intervals and giving the somewhat dark room a relaxed feeling. But even the fancy lighting paled in comparison to the feast set out for me. The table that ran the length of the room was covered in all sorts of foods imaginable - breakfast foods right now, of course - and along either side were just enough for two.

"Again I apologize for the rude awakening" The voice proceeded "But the doctor is an impatient man. He even went so far as to experiment on you last night."

A brief look of disgust passed over my features.

"Those hallways he guided you through for that 'tour' of his were set up for just that purpose - monotonous and boring, with vents releasing minute amounts of gas that made you sleepy and highly receptive to dreams, which he recorded overnight. I'd rather he didn't use such sly tactics, but he takes his work very seriously. Either way, he can wait a bit longer, I think."

"Enough with talking Mr. I want the Results"

"I'm sure you have many questions. I'll do my best to answer them, before he gets too impatient."

"Or before I do, which, as you'll come to see, it's much worse. I have no questions but one: My Project: Is it possible?"

"Yes Sovereign. It is possible. The Doctor will be with you in a minute. Meanwhile, eat. You still have this physical body anyway"

Same day, afternoon. record system still online.

I'm following the doctor to an interrogation room inside the complex. He bids to show me a practical implementation of his work. I must turn off voice recognition now , visual online records are active.

Transmitting

The woman is quite a beauty, gorgeous olive skin, shiny black hair and the tiniest waist I'd had ever seen. They have strapped her into the standard K-S8, a top-secret machine designed to exploit ones affected memory by forcing the subject to remember escalated emotional fake memories.

"Are you recording this Sovereign?" The Doctor asks me, partially proud to have my attention at such point.

"My business are my own. Proceed."

"Interrogation start 17.45" The Doctor speaks into a crystal carbon device that he then placed on the desk in front of him. "So, what exactly were you doing in our premises, gallente?"

Silence for 5 seconds

"I'm not saying a thing, I wasn't doing anything!"

upload [A scene showing the gallente woman looking at herself and firing a gun]

"I'm never going to tell, oh God, your mind tricks won't work on me!"

upload [Her childhood pet ripping her throat out as she slept]

"We were, we were trying to infiltrate the base. We were gonna hold the CEO hostage!"

"And who do you work for?"

"Nobody."

upload [Her mother, being dragged away by military forces, some using force.]

"Who do you work for?"

"Nobody"

uploading [Her brothers capsule failing re-cloning system]

"Who do you work for?"

In front of my eyes, the woman made a faint ticking noise and a faint metallic smell was heard. Without warning her wrists virtually exploded, splashing the white of the interrogation room with crimson. The woman slumped forward, a trigger cutting the nerve impulses to her heart and stopping it instantly.

The Doctor shook his head and stopped the tape. He wiped off the blood from his face and opened the interrogation room door.


"Third bleeder this week, do you need a new record my Sovereign?"

"Not very efficient I see. Now to the theory and the reasoning behind it. What is exactly what you do here and what do you have to offer me in terms of implementing my project?"

The Doctor smiled, that fake cold smile again " I'll... wash my hands and change my coat if you allow me. And will meet you in a moment at my office. There, you'll have all answers Sovereign."

Year 111
Day 21
Time. 14:39

Location: SS Eugenics Department- H.E.T Facility.

Surveillance Systems Online
Initiating Human Voice Recognition... Processing

Specimen I
Human Identification Positive.

Revan Neferis
A.I. code " The Sovereign"
Access permitted
Level of Security Clearance: Total.

Specimen II
A.I code "The Crowned Prince"
Access permitted
Level of Security Clearance: T+




Recording...

Specimen I voice identification confirmed

"Some call it a place of dreams. A sanctuary even. There was no limit. And in the beginning you were gifted to be whatever it was that you wanted to be. It was a perfect place. But that place was so much more. The truth of it's existence is utterly terrible. Until they broke free of the spell..."

Specimen II no voice identity, pacing inside the facility, level of attention, 100% . Shows emotional patterns of anxiety.

Specimen I voice identification confirmed, resuming recording

"Crowned Prince, you should have seen it. The place was called Navera, or more so the program was called that. It started as a simple way to save memories but not as memories. As living memories.. The details of the program were simple, while one had their memories recorded, they were sent to a digital VR world. Happenings in this digital fantasy world were also recorded. The program would then create an A.I, perfectly adaptable to make the new "memories", real. Do you know what it means?"

Specimen II voice ID captured. recording



"It doesn't seem natural to me Lady Neferis. I have a bad feeling about this."

Specimen I voice identification confirmed, Posture erect, brain activity 89% Agitated. resuming recording

"How can it feel wrong... In actuality Navera was a government prototype program with intentions of a new type of weapon, utilizing brain-washing/and re-writing technology. The perfect weapon. But think about the possibilities. You can live your life again, in the perfect way. With no pains of human faults clouded by emotions, of limited ability to make right decisions... Imagine: this is the way of divinity! "


Specimen II , sighs. Voice ID positive , recording

"A perfect Universe inside human core. And a human core made non flesh. God and man becoming one"

Specimen I voice identification confirmed, resuming recording

"There is no God but me. One in One and this, together with H.E.T will be the way of our future." * she lits a cigar, pauses near the huge space window staring to the outside*


Specimen II , approaches. Voice ID positive , recording

"A.Is can't smoke. A.I's can't stare at the stars. A.I's can't shatter champagne flutes at new year's evening neither greet their beloved ones with a good morning kiss. A.I's have no anger, no desire, no passions... There can be no blood into the veil, Sovereign."

Specimen I voice identification confirmed, resuming recording

"Divinity needs no such things."


Specimen II , Voice ID positive , recording

"Even divinity needs to be human"


Specimen I voice identification confirmed, resuming recording

"Humanity is a fail to Divinity. Humanity fails to be as Gods. Therefore they cease to exist. But no longer..."



Specimen II , Voice ID positive , recording

"Are we buying Navera to incorporate inside H.E.T?"

Specimen I voice identification confirmed, resuming recording

"Yes. I'll take care of the details"


Specimen II , Voice ID positive , recording

"Their HQ, Kisogo... seems too open to me."

Specimen I voice identification confirmed, resuming recording

"Yes. Move the whole H.E.T there. Make it look like we are investors, willing to enter the Caldari State Mega Corps. Register us as "Scientific Researches for Para-Military purposes" The best way to hide is to be on the clear side of things."


Specimen II , Voice ID positive , recording

"What about Nevara and what we will say to the State?"

Specimen I voice identification confirmed, resuming recording

"Project Navara was shut down permanently and all files were destroyed. Or so they will be led to think.. Eliminate the good Doctor and all his team. Eliminate his family and all their families. Let's have... a ... clean start."


Specimen II , smiles, Voice ID positive , recording

"When should we start uploading Navara inside H.E.T?"

Specimen I voice identification confirmed, resuming recording

"As soon as we shake hands with Caldari State. I'll let you know."


Specimen II , bows, leaving the facility. Camera following 22 degress, east/i]

[i]Specimen I voice identification confirmed

"A.I H.E.T Operative"

A.I. H.E.T - "Greetings Sovereign. How may I help you?"

"I need you to create something for me. A highly resilient biotic microchip that could last in the human body indefinitely. The chips are to be distributed in aerosol and other biological chemical forms that will rely on inhalants."

A.I H.E.T - Processing information. Data collected. ETA for completion, 7 minutes. Uploading to your data-core the material needed. We will need living species for tests."

"Living specimen... *smiles* "that we have in abundance" * filling a cup of tea, and sitting down at her desk. Long 7 minutes. Long eternity.

Kisogo, H.E.T New HQ.
Navara Project Complex.

A.I H.E.T infiltration complete

Recording....

“M'lady the subjects have been selected. Are you sure this is proje…..” The doctor was cut off by the new owner of Navara, Lady Neferis “Don’t question my methods. We will proceed as planned. Each subject must have a complete brain wipe and after, Navara re-programming. Make sure the tracking tags are operational and we have a spy on each test subject. I don’t want to lose them.”

The doctor nodded his head and left the room.

Dressed in a black suit ( all white was replaced since Blood veil acquisition of the facility) and sunglasses the doctor quickly walked down the hall dodging doctors and other medical staff members. Counting down the room numbers he finds the correct one “777”.
Entering the room there was a boy about the age of 18 strapped to his seat unconscious. Another doctor was inside and cut off the black suited man “No need to worry his mind has been properly erased. He has no memories of the Navara Project or anything” The man came to the laying boy, stroking the boy’s black hair “He is our best assassin and we are throwing into nothing. I don’t see the purpose of this project Lady Neferis has planned.” The boy sleepily opened his eyes but closed them again.

The doctor inside nodded with a sigh " The State wasn't supporting us any longer. It was to sell Navara, or die here with all that we have built. You did the right thing."

"We don't know what she plans to do with Navara yet."


"It's not our business. Lady Neferis is known by her exquisite methods. She is a Sani Sabik after all, we shouldn't bother. We have our money and after the hand over week, we will be out of here, billionaires and able to live like kings. That's what you should be thinking about."

Transmission ended

Year 111
Day 30
Time. 3:00 am

'De aussitôt, te midi rayon de soleil amener à hideux mort en tout ta espèce...'

A.I H.E.T - Old gallent dialect, translating to Universal Interstellar language:

'From right now, the midday sum-beam brings a hideous death to all your kind.'

A.I H.E.T - Recorded Sovereign, do you request further assistance?





The spongy softness of an Opus X slid sultrily across her claret lacquered lips, the color seeping into it’s deep pores. She took a sumptuous drag of the expensive material, throwing her head back and letting the smoke flow out of her lips. The smell of the flavoured smoke and other innebriating substances seemed to engulf her as she sat reclined on the elegantly chair, before occupied by Navara's director.
The room that encircled her was hardly less than grandiose with it’s lofty ceiling and grand décor, giving off an air of the self-indulgence of its new proprietor. Its wine and cream striped walls were bordered with more places to sit, all of these sites filled. People were standing all over the black marbled flooring, their reflections hardly visible from where she was sitting. No one knew much about the person sitting next to them, except from the light chit-chat and banter that was taking place right now, much less the man or woman standing across the room.

The air was filled with filled with gigantic egos that never ceased to be tamed and the smell of a subservient one now and then. But, those were surely few and far between.

The would make fine specimen... all attracted by the prospect of a "job" inside the new H.E.T Scientific Research Facility...

A.I H.E.T - " scanning of possible subjects completed Sovereign."

"Excellent. Let the... interview begin."

Possible Subject selected
Scanning...
Transmitting data records to Matrix

Subject 802

She rested against the cold metal wall. It's deathly touch felt against her bare back as eyes distanced themselves from the world. Hands sat idle by her side, breathing reduced to a small whimper as she struggled to view her surroundings. The suit wasn't doing it's job..and she could feel her limbs slowly start to dissipate. The liquid plastic stretched thin, red skin slowly tearing. Mind was whirling with the abyss, losing thought and senses at the same time.

Goodbye Light.

Goodbye lord..

Observation room, Navara test facility, new H.E.T HQ

The Sovereign - " She's beautiful... what did she whisper?"

A.I H.E.T - Activating enhanced sound

"Theyr'e dead.." she whispered between lips as chest heaved and slowly fell. Limbs littered the bare room, human limbs..she had done this. Had she? It had all happened so fast, her mind cleaving through man's flesh like a well calculated surgeon. A single dovtor was silently crying in a corner..his weapon discarded and thrown good foot away from his shaking legs. Curled in a fetal position he was whispering to himself.."Navara, what is she doing to us...Demon.." the Caldari doctor would repeat like a broken record. But Subject 8 was no Demon...

She was an Angel.

Angel F8 to be exact. Test subject, one of 8. Breeded by the Caldari State force, she was a product of intense psycotronic tests and skill. Before this angel lay the remains of the ten men she had slaughtered, unsuspecting subjects. They had been told..before entering the padded room. "A Weapons exercise test.." and that's just what it was. A Weapons exercise.

It was becoming unbearable now, pulling at her skin..wanting to rip her flesh apart. The Environmental Combat Digital was designed to project the psycotronic offensive to it's max without tearing the user into pieces. Which was what it was doing to subject F8 right now.

"Further into the program." The Sovereigns' voice boomed from a intercom, the new Navara owner viewing subject 8 from behind mirrored window.

"She's going to die.." the doctor said.

"Did you see what she just did..?" another voice.

"She's going to die.."

"Shut it down.." The Sovereign's voice echoing again, this time without any shades of doubt.

Subject 8 felt a jolt as a man's finger pressed down upon a unseen switch. The electro shock sent her into a unconsciousness. Voices unknown to her continued to converse in the back of her mind through an implant.

"Put her with the others.." Intercom.

Soldiers began to move into the room, chemical suits portraying them as some alien race.

"Do you think they are ready?"

The Sovereign and the Crowned Prince looked to each other over the wired monitors. Faces emotionless. They had seen it before.


A war is a is about to break out..a silent war..

Within the minds eye.

Possible Subject selected
Scanning...
Transmitting data records to Matrix

Subject K9

A.I H.E.T. - " Camera online Sovereign"

"Begin Transmission"

He lay, stricken, for some time, not opening his eyes, not moving a muscle. He was weary and he hurt. The only thought he could form before lapsing into unconsciousness was At least they’ve left me alone…
He slept for some minutesbefore slowly, painfully, returning to consciousness. The first thing he was aware of was that his head hurt. He rolled over onto his side, opening his eyes and squinting immediately. The next thing he was aware of was that there was no window in his cell—the door was solid and the only light came from a single fluorescent bulb on the ceiling. He slowly reached up with one hand to rub his forehead, noticing the deep gashes on his wrist. Obviously he’d been struggling rather harder than he’d thought.
He stood up, struggling, swaying as he almost blacked out again, and crossed to the sink. He turned the taps (they were quite corroded, and he had to force rather hard to get them to turn on, which only aggravated his headache further) and watched the water flow out. Leaning on the sink, he looked himself over in the dusty and cracked mirror above it.
His golden eyes, a bit sunken with pain and exhaustion, gazed back at him. He ran a hand through his messy silver hair, trying to tame it, before cupping his hands under the stream of water and splashing some over his face and in his wounds. It made him feel a bit better, but not much. He crossed back to the bed and sat down. They’d taken all his weapons, but he was still clad in the trench coat and black outfit he’d been wearing when they’d tracked him down.
He shrugged out of the jacket, wrapping it around himself like a blanket, and lay down, staring at the wall and trying to ignore the throbbing pain in his head, wondering when they’d come back for some more ‘interrogating.’ The only thing he knew was that he wouldn’t talk, he wouldn’t confess, no matter what. They would just have to kill him. Maybe that would be a welcome end to things.

A.I H.E.T - Thoughts control are active, Sovereign.

"He's good. Give him the end he needs and begin enhancement procedure. We must speed up this thing, my incubation program is almost complete"

A.I H.E.T - Termination of subject starting.... 5% ..... 18%.... 50%....61%-----99% Termination complete. Starting R.N.H. Subject incubation time 10 hours, 2 minutes, 43 seconds. Navara uploading.

Navara Building
H.E.T HQ

Presidential Suits

"Afraid to whisper, but too silent to scream" Her fingers traces the face of a woman on the holorell. "As an instant lasts forever, forever is just a thought. Just a web of nightmares and dreams in which hope is caught."

The Sovereign looked down at her notepad, which was being illuminated by three candles placed not far from her. She reread her words over and over, knowing it was missing something.

"And things left untainted are forgotten aside. Humanity becomes Hell, snaring free souls, to fill gaps in their hearts, and cement empty holes."

She crumpled the paper in frustration and threw it at a pile of discarded paper balls similar to it. The waded paper heap was growing with every hour, and with it a new chime coming from the incubators down the hall. This time, music played from the old time keeper. The Sovereign looked up from her empty notebook. Midnight. Had she really been working for that long? "Hm, twelve already. How time really flies when your having fun.." She muttered sarcastically to the image that smiled back to her.

The image followed her as she listened to the haunting sounds of O Fortuna, the opera filling the complex with an unusual sound. She didn't care, she enjoyed the opera, it's dark, dramatic notes and lyrics tended to fit her mood easily. She stood before the tall windows of her living room, staring out at the twinkling lights of the dark city. No light burned in her room though, her eyes became to be too sensitive for that.

"In an instant, the life you left strewn somewhere,becomes cherished, worshipped, but more hard to bear."

H.E.T. mainframe
data unidentified. Holorell transmission broken, trying to retrieve video links...

At the middle of the large plains there was a giant dome covered by grass, rusted and broken. And next to it there was a small box. A boy walked up to it and picked it up as the letters and numbers started to show up on the screen.

“Hey! Come and look at this!” A boy yelled, he picked up a black box that was rusted with wires that was disconnected children gathered around as the boy shook the box. Then the box started to speak.

Transmission receiving, code: 25406023s1A45… activated.

They said that this was a place that wasn’t big enough for us, they were the ones that fired the first trigger, and this so called “this place is ours” theory waged us to full scale war. They called themselves The Jovian Empire; weapons and technology far more developed than as ours of course by the time you’ve got this the war is already over.

There was also the time when we have tried to use bigger toys to crush them flat; in code we call these babes “FAW” . You would also find a video inside the box, whoever got this place take this video and show it to the rest of the universe how we struggled, how we didn’t go away without a fight, and to save ourselves from extinction.

I know this is a short record, duty calls me I wished that I could explain a bit more about this war, but I hope you understand enough after you see the video. The video is how we promised this world brighter future-

Transmission ended due to memory error.

The young boy put down the metal box. There was a loud click, the box opened and a single video tape was in there perfectly preserved. Then, the boy went home and played the tape.

Ksst… Ksst….

The hanger was loud as usual "Hey is this thing on?” Joseph asked as he tapped the tiny camera on his helmet, his green eyes matched the tiny light on the camera. “Yes it is.” his long dark brown hair that came down to his neck constantly itched the back of his neck it felt as if they were little quills trying stick their needle into his neck. Joseph was fairly new to the caldari Navy test team he still was a capable pilot, he was a reckless young man that took action before planning.

Each men counts.

Relaxed as usual, the young man reached for the water bottle and drank the whole bottle in a gulp.

Boom.

The hanger rang, “Alert, the hangers are under attack this is not a drill. I repeat this is not a drill.” A voice yelled “That’s my Q,” Joseph put on his helmet and secured it tight on his head “All units form up near the hangers; defend until the civilians are evacuated.”Joseph was nervous this attack wasn’t even suspected and not to mention the radar didn’t pick up the enemy units, not only it was strange a whole army must be storming this way fully equipped ready to lay down havoc on them and they weren’t even ready! There was another loud bang one of the hangers was obliterated by Destroyer missile shot.

Joseph shook his head and quickly climbed the tall stairs as he got into the cockpit of his ship. The missiles were being loaded, the fuels were being fed into it with large feeder tubes.

“Sigma-two you are ready to go.”

Joseph nodded “Sigma-two ready to go and battle link established,"

Link disengage.
Joseph memory core deleted.
H420
REPLACEMENT. UPLOADING

H.E.T HQ

The Sovereign Private quarters



Tick, tick, tick

It was amazing that we had managed to make sense of time at all.

Tick, tick, tick

Her green eyes lazy, tired, but they never moved away from my face, waiting patiently for that tippy-top moment in which I would finally awaken. Guards outside the richy furnished room were also stiff in anticipation, praying that the woman would not be unstable when she awoke; violent. The time suspension device she was testing was a completely new modell. It was possible that it contained side-effects.

Her hands clasped eachother even more tightly than before, skin stretching to show the white of her knuckles. Perhaps the slight change of breathing patterns was only a part of her ever-active imagination. After all, sitting at a bedside for hours at a day could do that to you. But Jade took a second to refuse to believe this, shoulders and back going rigid in a light fit of both anxiety and excitement. She waited. And waited. And waited. When nothing happened, she relaxed and exhaled a heavy sigh.

Some working under the Project had said she would do this; getting all hyped over the little things, maybe even endangering the life of the woman by leaving her side to go and alert the guards of something that had occured. Twitching, breathing indifference, and murmuring being a few of these things. Het's scientists questioned her emotional state to endure seeing the tests for the and had every right to.

The anarchist took a second to glance away from the familiar loved face to catch a glimpse of the time, eyebrows raising somewhat.

Tick, tick, tick

The second hand was the only thing keeping that room from being completely and utterly silent, uncomfortable even. And that particular morning she'd been sitting in that near-silent room for only few hours, but already felt the heavy weight of uncertainty. Her excitement had long-since faded and was currently overlapped by doubt and fear of losing a beloved one. Sighing once more, Jade turned back to the unconscious lover saying quietly,

"You're doing this on purpose, aren't you?"

Glaring a bit, the woman seemed just on the brink of speaking once more when somehing halted her. Her teeth sunk into her bottom lip and her whole body went stiff.

There it was again. Just a twitch of something, just the slightest hint at a break through in the barriers of consciousness. Jade held her breath; not moving, not speaking, just waiting.

The Sovereign opened her eyes, staring at the ceailing for a few seconds, before starting to remove the several digital cables connecting her with the enhancement interface.

"Say something!' the voice in the room screamed. 'You're just sitting there, say something!"

" It was just a test love. Be calm" The Sovereign spoke, still removing the several digital apparatus. She knew that Jade didn't approve H.E.T neither this form of technology out of capsule. Something could go wrong. Terribly wrong.

" I don't want you doing this anymore"

The Sovereign sat down, dressed her silk robe, looking at the woman with pure love in her eyes " You will have to trust me on this. I've told you, about..."

"The bright star, the revelation, I know, I know...." The anarchist sighed again, closing her eyes " Revan my love. .. I.."

The Sovereign stood up, walked to her lover and took her in her arms. " The Final test in two days. All will be well, I promise you."


A.I H.E.T cutting private quarters receiver. Test results to be locked under restricticed only mode.

The sounds of heavy footsteps could be heard on the perforated metal plating that was the floor of the H.E.T facility. A man in a stiff, ironed black uniform walked brisquely down the hallway to the guard station. He handed his ID to the guard at the desk, who looked over it, pressed a few buttons, and motioned to go on past. His footsteps again filled the corridors as he moved deeper into the complex. At the back end was an elevator, with only three buttons and an ocular scanner so that no unauthorized personnel could use it. The man looked into the scanner and said "Buried". The doors slid closed smoothly and silently, and the elevator began to descend past the third floor, and into the unofficial chambers.
Again he had to show his ID to a guard, followed by vocal, ocular, and fingerprint verification. Once this was finished, two guards armed with fully automatics escorted him to the operation theatre. There, a huge control panel was tended by several white garbed technicians. Above it was a two-inch sheet of plexiglass, set at an angle so the cryo chamber was visible. The man stood near the wall, watching as they began the decoding process.

"How long will she remain in incubation until total decoding and enhancement?

One of the technicians turned to him.

"We predict a few months total decoding and a few more for enhancement Sir"

"What about the press?"

"For all that I know, the Crowned Prince of her Order made it credible. For all that matters now Revan Neferis is dead. Concord Files and Empire records deleted."

"Excellent. Now my soldiers?"

"33 days from today. Return to this facility alone and activate this code sequence" - the technician handles a code to the Caldari State Officer - "This would make possible the incubator to finish it's process and self-activate their clones."

The State Officer nods receiving the key " When will H.E.T be evacuated? We want it to look as you have abbandoned the facility, as planned. "

"Tonight Sir, when the Sovereign's matrix clone will be safely transported to our facility planetside"