Chronicles of The Omniverse Archived Illumene City

Elsewhere, in an Isirian military bunker...

"Mr. President, we have an urgent update on operation Black Sky. The Aschen are evacuating their facilities, and leaving Isiria."

"Shit, get us in contact with the Va'nyrians immediately," Lenhardt said. "The operation has been compromised."

"I don't believe that's the case, sir. We have reports of Isirian workers receiving termination notices and paychecks, and Aschen personnel not reporting for duty at any of the Isirian military stations. There's no sign of sabotage or violence. They're just... leaving."

Confusion hung over all of their heads. Confusion and wariness. No one dared breathe a sigh of relief.

The president in particular had been blind-sided by this development. Freshly sworn in, he had been fully prepared for his first act as President of Isiria to be an engagement of war against the Aschen Empire. Plans were already in motion, operations underway. This new revelation flew in the face of everyone's expectations of the events about to unfold.

Lenhardt was no stranger to Aschen tactics, and his first thought was that the Aschen had gotten wind of the imminent uprising and were pulling their people out to launch a definitive strike against Isiria from afar. But if so, why go through the facade of writing termination notices and paying Isirian workers? It didn't add up.

"Mr. President?"

"Move forward with the operation," the president answered. "Advise our team's on the ground that the operation may have been compromised and to proceed with caution. Secure all targets. Inform the Va'nyrian that we're initiating immediately, and that the Wachtowers may have been compromised as well."
 
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Back at the Aschen Administration Complex...

Military vehicles piled in upon the compound, and soldiers spilled out and took cover as shouts and orders rang out in rapid unison. Some units moved on the building, while others were tasked with other elements of securing the facility. They had been prepared for the worst, and were met with silence. Security checkpoints that should have resulted in vicious combat sat vacant and unattended, and military defenses and equipment had been stripped and removed from the premise.

Each step of the operation went off without a hitch, but precautions were taken all the same.

Inside the facility, the confusion of the terminated Isirian employees only heightened as they found themselves in the midst of a full blown military operation.

Word was soon sent that the first floor of the facility had been secured, and that reports appeared to be correct. No sign of the Aschen remained, and the building had been stripped bare. The Isirian personnel still on the grounds verified the days events, but could offer no answer as to WHY the Aschen had abandoned the facility. Orders were received to proceed to the sub-levels.

The labs proved as barren and empty as the upper levels had, but the soldiers were systematically closing in on their objective. The holding facilities.

What they found was not what they expected. Aschen vindictiveness knew no bounds, and yet...

"Mr. President, Sir," a soldier spoke into a comm device. "They're alive, we're extracting them now."

The Isirian detainees, primarily mutants and protesters, had been abandoned in their holding cells. Many had suffered greatly at the hands of the confessors and ill treatment they had been subject to, but no effort had been made to purge them in the evacuation it would seem.
 
as written by Dashmiel and Tiko

Back at the Isirian bunker...


Nilin Gvyhe’arne, the Va’nyrian All-Mother and Supreme Starspeaker of the 76th Exploratory Quorum had garnered enough trust in the otherwise choiceless Isirians to have been moved into one of their secure bunkers along with their now President and other key staff.

Granted her own small and sparsely furnished room, she had spent her time quietly meditating and organizing her thoughts on the recent events. Having already contacted her people days earlier during the planning of operation Black Sky, she was aware of their location and knew that once the order came in they would be ready to initiate their part of the bargain.

She wasn’t sure of how quickly things were developing outside the bunker, since whilst her connection to the Va’nyr was unobstructed by the miles of rock above her, her access to the Isirian internet was another matter.

Nearby a comm system that had been setup to allow her privacy as well as an ease of communication with those in the command center of the bunker crackled.

"Ambassador," the voice spoke. "President Lenhardt is accelerating all operations in the wake of an abrupt development in Aschen movements. That is to say, a full withdraw from our systems."

“Hmmm. I’d only given that development a sub three percent probability chance. It implies much, I’d imagine their attention is focused elsewhere,” replied Nilin while still maintaining her silence and meditative pose.

She had already found it trivial to directly manipulate Isirian communication devices via her Va’nyr link.

“Fortunate for us. What did you require of me?”

"Aschen personnel have vacated their facilities and the Watchtowers," the reply came. "Our commanders aboard the Watchtower are prepared to receive your personnel immediately and to proceed with all operations."

Nilin smoothly stood up the moment the speaker had finished his message. Eyes still closed, she focused all of her will and intent upon her connection to the Va’nyr.

As the glyph upon her forehead burst into violent light, she could perceive the unpowered branches of the Universe-spanning Va’nyr network; the multi-dimensional construct that the Va’nyrian Consensus had so long ago created within their home galaxy.

Not a physical machine by any means, but something much more complex.

Nilin quickly picked out the connection closest to where she knew her people dwelt, and at a great expense of her energy bridged it to the ones that were powered in the Isirian systems by her presence.

»It is time, come my children.«

Her message was broadcast to every Va’nyrian within the starhawk Grael’Quenoxis and along with it every detail that had changed on the plan and all that she knew about them. In return she received the knowledge that her people were ready to proceed and all that they were to be doing with the preparations they had done.
 
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