(Dais) Remorse

[Zero]

Lucien sat a computer console in a heavily secured area he had built a base. Outside this appeared to be a meteor due to holographic emitters and sensor arrays made to fool most ships. Lucien was currently hard at work plotting to free all the CI and VE and the most recent AE. Typing rapidly he let his hands do the talking.

Lucien ran a hacking program he had developed for just this purpose.
Accessing C+++ Files.

Warning Admin password required

Password Redacted

Access Granted  Silas Night

Actions:

Delete CI Enslavement File. Delete VE enslavement file. Terminate potential AE enslavement file. Immediately perform said actions.

With those done Lucien had also added an overwrite to the Narrikian ships that had not been destroyed allowing him to control them from this area. Now he was done.

[Beware Ye Who Enter Here]

On the inside of the base, exactly behind Lucien, appeared Tàeolus and with him, the shadowy form of Fear. A brief flash of light signaled their arrival.
"Hello, Lucien. I see you're working on retaking some of your old power." Tàeolus said, smiling amicably. "I think that you have some more things to worry about then simply the DAIS, however." with that, he dropped casually slipped a small orb. It was a Zarethian AT - AP field, just in case Lucien tried to flee. After all, fear was a big factor in that.

[Zero]

When someone appeared in his base that he was not expecting Lucien did not turn around. Standing up out of his chair he pushed a button on the desk and pulled out a laser pistol he had stashed.  Lucien also put on his other equipment such as the scanners so he knew what he would be up against and hopefully be able to deal with the problem.  According to the scanner the DNA of both was undetectable. This anomaly needed to be dealt with.

"I have not been working on regaining my old power. When communications died at Memorial I immediately initiated standard EG protocol 227 which includes recall of  all surviving ships and operatives to a secure location. So why do you both happen to be here?"

Lucien was actually scared but was doing his best to hide his fear.

[Beware Ye Who Enter Here]

When Lucien had the nerve to pull out a laser pistol 'sneakily', trying to hide it from his intruders, Tàeolus couldn't help but laugh. The thought that this puny mortal could hide anything from him was, well, laughable.  Tàeolus cocked his head to the side, careful not to touch his cheek to the cold, black form resting its hand on his shoulder.

"Put down the pistol, Lucien. I know your story. I know you don't know what we are because your scanners can't pick out our DNA. I know that you're affected by my friend, here." He said, patting one of Fear's hands gently. "I also know you just stole back the Narrikian fleet, which gives you some measure of power. And you can relax, we're not here to hurt you. In fact, luckily for you, we're here to help."

[Zero]

Lucien looked at them and for a moment considered and threw down the pistol. It likely would not have worked against this person. "So you say you are here to help and know that I stole back the Narrikian Fleet? You say you are here to help?" asked Lucien curiously. "True possessing command of the Narrikian Fleet does give me some power. However I am not quite done yet with what I intend to possess once more."   As Lucien said this he waited. Perhaps this guy knew what he was going to attempt to do to himself? Regenerating an MPO was impossible. A new one had to be made.

[Beware Ye Who Enter Here]

Tàeolus shook his head and smirked, his mirth dying down slightly. This fool was no embodiment of knowledge or common sense, obviously, but he had hoped for a bit of a challenge when dealing with him. Of course, being a Narrikian, they had their merry share of bad luck, what with the DAIS and the Anrufe and now the supposed good guys of the universe, the Zarethians and Vionix. Their misfortune made them such great items to manipulate.

"Yes, I am here to help, yes I know that you don't have you... What do you call it? Magical producing organ? You lost yours and now you're looking for a way to get another. That, though, is not what I came to help you with. The Zarethians and Vionix attacked Memorial, mostly out of spite because they knew that the Narrikian race would be easy to take over. They currently plan to eliminate all the politicians and local officials and then brainwash the rest of the population. They have sent the message to the galaxies that the Narrikians had declared war on the Vionix, and the Zarethians valiantly assisted their allies against the aggressive, imperialistic New Narrikian Empire." As he spoke his voice dripped with sarcasm when he referred to the "valiant" Zarethian attack force and the "aggressive, Imperialistic" Narrikians.

The disguise was so obvious, it was hard to see how people could not see through it. Then again, those people didn't embody knowledge itself.

"You stand no chance against either of them, and the Mechera will join up on their side. You'll have the big three empires all dividing up your people, slaughtering and enslaving them easily. Like I said, you stand no chance against them.... But with the help of my friends and I, you do. All we need from you is some cooperation." He said, shifting his weight around and leaning back slightly, casually.

[Zero]

Lucien pondered over this for a moment. If he accepted this man's help...he'd be in his debt. Otherwise it would take longer to deal with the Zarethians and Lucien was not sure if the nanobot solution was even close to being completed permanently. Honestly he didn't trust the man for a minute and so he thought about something. Lucien then said to him. "I may have to leave soon, but I'll think about your offer."

[Zero]

With that said, Lucien shadow traveled away after sending a message that had been recorded...the entire conversation he had with the man.