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"I have none. I'm sure you remember the traits of my people, how each excels, and what they can offer in trade or in service. Anything you need of the people, or are interested in learning about, feel free to ask. We do not use technology as other species do. We manipulate and control biology to get what we need." High Queen Else replied.

A keening wail came from the ship, as both of Else's antennae shot up and the insect swarms became visibly agitated.

"Just one question, how strong are your ships?" Else asked quietly.

Well that depends we are a scouting force...

*the changeling ships begin arm their wide arsenal of weapons scavenged from conquered races, those created by member races, and created by the hive themselves. They power up their shields and release all matter of mines, anti-material droids, and short range craft also varied ready to engage*

But usually that is enough to conquer a race, quell a rebellion, and then glass a planet 3x over. the queen remarks before she tells everyone to move through the rift connecting the 2 ships.

For the brief moment that Colberius has Deep Blue's attention, he projects as many images of Wintreath and feelings of friendship as he can.  He hopes he can offer them a chance to make a home in Wintreath without becoming just another piece of the horde. Suddenly, he feels the mind turn away from him, its focus elsewhere.

Colberius X sighs and refocuses on the queen. When she hands him his knife, his jaw drops a little.  The he gingerly takes his knife from the Queen.

"It seems that you are High Queen Chrysalis.  My apologies for doubting you, my friend, but I hope you can understand my skepticism."

He sits, and motions Halvard to do the same. They begin eating the food laid out for them, but the Inquisitor still isn't focused. At least, not on the food.  His mind is almost entirely focused on reconnecting with the entity he had reached before.

High Queen Else's voice fills his thoughts instead.

"Deep Blue slumbers, and this agreement suits us considerably well. Fear not, for we will not lose ourselves to the Horde. Now ready yourself for battle." Else warned.

Then physically to Hemlock....

"Prepare for battle, The Gods come!" Else said, panicking.

Space visibly began stretching, and all contained within it stretched along with it, appearing to morph into an infinite hallway, down which great rolls of thunder echoed. Space began retracting, but with something new approaching. A small scout ship, made of unknown materials, and carrying unknown armaments. It was brown, and clearly a very fast maneuverable ship.

An alien mind was practically salivating over the hive mind of The Changling Horde, Colberius could feel the very predatory nature of this mind, and it was feeling his mind too.

"Behold we are they who dwell beyond all Time and Space, know our name so that your children may be terrified of it, we are the Pandor, Masters over All Creation. You have five seconds to surrender the insectoids you have taken aboard your craft, or I will destroy you all for sheltering them. We made them, we own them. They are ours to destroy as we please. Malfunctioning toys do not need any further courtesy." Came a transmission from the ship, the voice dripping with the sort of arrogance that could only come from a species that truly thought itself superior in all ways to all other creatures without exception.

Full retreat, That ship be to dangerous for our forces to handle, half of the fleet stay and defend as we take the 4 people to their new homeworld. hemlock orders seemingly serious with her order and terrified out of her boots.

*High queen chrysalis blocks the hive mind from all but the queen of the insect people*

Now my dear Let's give you a demonstration of what us changelings are known for. the queens voice echos in her mind.

* half of the fleet diverges off to engage the evil vessel while the remainder moves to the warp gate* 

Colberius projected a thought of his own back to High Queen Else.  "As long as you are aware of the alternatives available to you. And I am always ready for battle. But why-?"

Suddenly, he felt another mind collide with his.  Feeling the malice and arrogance emanating from it, he heard its warning in his mind as clearly as if he were listening to the transmission. He realigned his mind to Else once more.

"How may I be of service? I have no spacecraft on hand, and my specialty is close combat, but my mind is at your disposal.  And the changelings are certainly competent fighters." 

As an afterthought, he added, "Could you tell me anything about this enemy?  It would be easiest if you simply allowed me access to certain memories. Then it would be instantaneous, and I'd be able to see what you've seen."

*the high queen chrysalis takes action and clouds the conference telepath meeting from what ever the enemy*

Now listen queen Else we do not need any assistance, in-fact we are going to use this coming battle to show off some key aspects of changeling war as a example and likely deal sealer with your nation...

*The battle has not yet begun but the half that has been sent to engage the enemy has shields at the maximum power as they ready themselves for the first attack*

Colbe be a dear and not intervene I want this to play out as it should, just sit back and watch the show. she speaks in the thought cloud as she gives him a cold gaze in the real world.

"Then your fate is sealed." The scout said. At that, the alien mind began eating the changling Hive Mind, an action that could in theory cause multiple forms of insanity and other mental illness including Amnesia.

The ship itself opened fire with a single disruptor cannon, but this cannon shot distorted time and space around it, like a large rock disrupting the waters of a pond as it fell in, or someone using a tank to get through traffic easily. Visually it was yellow with blue swirls around it, and headed for the nearest ship.

The insectum ship grew what appeared to be a large tongue, balled the end of it up, and punched the Pandorian Scout Ship, only to be met with shields. Sacks on the sides of the tongue began filling with a thick acid.

*the changelings seem to panic as their hive mind is seemingly being consumed by this enemy and several ships are destroyed jettisoning civilian crafts toward the scout vessel*

O NOOOOOO THE HIVE MIND HAS FALLEN WE ARE DOOMED!!!! Hemlock overacts the next sequence before drifting into laughter as mad as the most evil of villains.

*The High queen on the ground takes a sip before sending a message at the scout craft*

Hello now you might be wondering how this message is getting to you right now you know with the hive mind being consumed and such, now i am not going to give you a answer but i will give you a message to tell your superiors...or not because when we are done with you you'd  better hope it is the insects who finish you off for us changelings react very diversely...For example this low queen Hemlocks hive has been known to have warriors whose usual way of dealing with hostiles is boarding their ships skinning them alive, rapping every single individual on board to death, eating their flesh, and sewing said skins into a nice blanket in that order...

*the Hemlock seemingly interrupts the message to the SPOOKY SCARY ENEMY*

And thats just when we are feeling kind AM I RIGHT MY TROOPS...

*shouts and hollers go through the message to the evil entity*

Now Before such pleasant festivities can occur I have seemed to have forgotten my message...I am trying to remember it was really insightful and deep you know something that just works...Ahhh Now I remember in the words of Friedrich Nietzsche "Whoever fights monsters blah blah blah. And if you gaze long enough into an abyss...the abyss will gaze back into you."...

*with that final word the changeling hive Grew to proportions beyond imagination and whose unity and strength dominated the will of the entity, For as it consumed it realized it was in the belly of the beast, In essence the changeling hive mind not only absorbed the enemy mind eater but also began to chops,fillet and displace the mental threat into thousands of pieces at once and the process continued over and over and over causing pain beyond imagination*

Now know this, The insects will be uplifted to fit their roles in MY HORDE, WE will change them to fit their roles in OUR INTERESTS, and anyone who steps in MY PLAN for greater PERFECTION WILL. BE. DAMMED. the high queen says as the following action below occurs Punctuating key words  in a voice that can only be described as the sound of legion.

*the time and space begin distorting around all changeling crafts as they seemingly exist and yet not exist floating between the plains of reality, Other holes tear causing massive singularities ripping the enemies ships shields to shreds like ribbon paper, Even stranger the ships that had been destroyed by the initial volley seem to reform as if time have rewinded in certain sectors of space and then continue to engage the enemy, and reality itself rips as all major attacks on all changeling vessels pass through portals before reemerging at key points turning the very firepower against their masters*

WE ARE RETRIBUTION, WE ARE EVOLUTION, WE ARE THE HORDE SO PRAY FOR YOUR ABSOLUTION!!! the voices unnumbered shout at the mind dweller across the stars and plains of existence bringing a chill to all who hear the blood curdling shouts.

*The queen begins to eat a nice on wintreath while speaking to colbe about the weather who is likely shocked with what just occurred*

and before you flee know that THIS is only a microscopic spec of our leviathan of power, so I personally want to say on behalf of the insects, wintreath, 10K , and the horde....

*the changeling translates the following message across the cosmos to all who can hear it*

DON"T. #@$^. WITH. US the high queens final comment rings as a shockwave of pure emotional energy spreads throughout the cosmos as the battle continues with the changelings winning seemingly unmatched in strength.

*the high queen then relaxes as she watches the pretty colors of the sky above and smiles*

"You will regret this." The alien managed, before it died, overwhelmed by the power of the changeling horde.

As the alien died, its ship de-atomized on the spot in response.

"Wow." High Queen Else managed, stunned at the changling's strength.

"Maybe they weren't gods after all." Ico pondered.

Then reality rippled around Chrysalis, at all points in her personal timeline.

Chysalis was surrounded by planets, a great many of them, all made of organs and tissue, and thus were in truth creatures so large they rivaled planets in size.

"We are the Pandorian Worlds, children of Pandor the Ancient. Be grateful then, we have learned from our father's error. If you want the insects so bad, then you may have them. Cross us again, and we will unmake you. One scout is one thing, the combined armies of Pandor are quite another. Pick your battles wisely, you have been warned." One Pandorian world boomed at her, a face appearing on its surface.

Then with a snap, she was back to normal, and it was as if a great impenetrable barrier had arisen between Pandor and The Changling Horde.

*the changeling queen grinned as she began to pack up her picnic*

Now that the presentation was over I will be making my leave gentlemen...

*she seemingly phases out disappearing before the 2*

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Oh I don't doubt they might have been gods, but know this....

*Hemlock sends images of the hives conquest over all that stands in there way including titans, planets, and Cthulhu himself*

We have not met a opponent who would best us after we traveled the void....

*High queen chrysalis appears in front of the group*

I see things have gone well with negotiations, but off of that topic I would advise you to travel to your home world while us changelings make are campaign against these pandorian worlds...

*she yells to a random scribe in the corner to get over here*

Now listen i will need you to command the fleet from 3874 to get ready for we are facing a problem similar to the brethren moons again....

Yes my laACKK. he is choked up high as the queen glares.

WHAT ARE MY RULES FOR INTERRUPTING MY COMMANDS!!! she yells as she moves for a dagger on a belt.

*she then looks to the nearby queen Else and moves her hand away from the dagger and proceeds to drop the scared servant to the ground*

I am feeling generous today so you will go...But make sure that my battle armor is ready...

*the changeling sends him off*

I Plan to kill me a planet. she mumbles before waiting to make arrangements with the queen.

Else's eyes glow blue as Deep Blue awakens within her.

"If you fight them, you will have to destroy even yourself after battle. The Pandor reproduce via their enemies. Their children incubate quickly, and use the properties of the host body to adapt into new forms as they consume the host body. Further, you will have to achieve the impossible, and find The Pandorian Worlds, they move very quickly. The outermost layer does not conform to known science, thus you will have to abandon everything you know, to achieve what you do not know how to do." Deep Blue said.

Deep Blue, turned golden white briefly then returned normal blue.

"Angels and Ministers of Grace preserve us, the beings who destroyed Pandor the Ancient, their here! If you want to take out a Pandorian World, or even several, their the ones you need to see. In a place you've never been before, is a land known as The Bureaucracy. Officially it's known as The Imperial Bureaucracy of Warhaven. There find the one known as Samuel Ares Miller. If you can prove your strength to him, he'll tell you all you need to know, to fight The Pandor." Deep Blue said.

"I'll go, I want to meet the ones who destroyed the High God-Emperor himself. Even we've heard of Pandor the Ancient's strength." Else said, curious to learn more.

"What of us?" Ico asked.

"You don't really need me to tell everyone what to do, you and the others already know what to do. Besides, I might be able to make trade contacts get resources flowing in." Else said.

"Sorry to intrude..."  Colberius's thoughts insert themselves into the conversation. "May I accompany said expedition to Warhaven?"

While Marchosias was flipping through the pages in a tome, he was, without warning, possessed by the very divine being that he worshipped, Crystallis. Knowledge from the forgotten tomes began to pour into his mind as turquoise-colored fog swirled around his body. The transition from a follower to a host was clearly not a pleasant experience as he fell to the ground, pulling his hair in agony. The crippling pain was so unbearable that he tried to pierce his flesh with his fingernails, which of course only served to increase and prolong his suffering. A combination of sweat and blood stained his robe and at last, the pain subsided.

A voice in his head spoke, "Apologies for the pain I have inflicted upon you by entering your body, especially without consent. Marchosias, my faithful follower, I am Crystallis, God of Arcane Knowledge. I have observed your desperation in your search for an answer to the falling blue celestial object and have decided to intervene to provide you with an answer. Allow me to take control of your body."

At the snap of a finger, literally, Marchosias appeared before Colberius and the rest.

Ok So they ARE brethren moons? she hands the queen a dossier on brethren moons.

http://deadspace.wikia.com/wiki/Brethren_Moons

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