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Trance says
the relief supplies are ready
for transport,

and Tyr's security squads
and the volunteers from
the Drift are on board.

Good.
Good news and bad news
from the Pythians.

The good news is that
the earthquakes

from the comet strikes
have stopped.

The bad news is that
the entire planet
is now shrouded in dust.

Anyone who wasn't starving
is now freezing to death.

You know, someone is going
to burn for this.

Awarding
a terraforming contract

to Nightsiders
was no stroke of genius.

By Divine grace,

I touch the shadow
and reveal the light.

I am the darkness
become light.

I am the darkness
become truth.

I am the darkness
become the Way.

Rev Bem.

Yes, Andromeda.

Sorry to interrupt,
but there's a message for you.
It's labeled urgent.

Who is it from, please?
Another Wayist.

Someone named
Brother Thaddeus.

Thaddeus Blake?

Clear all moorings.

Dylan, wait.

You cannot leave the Drift.

Not yet.

There's something
I think you need to see.

The Hajira called it
Serendipity,

the accidental discovery
of something wonderful.

But now
they've been discovered, too,

by slavers working
for uranium miners.

The slavers raided
two nearby settlements

in the last three months,

and we expect an attack
on this Mission

in no more than a few weeks.

Brother,

I understand you've made
some powerful friends.

I could use their help.

Now.

The long night
has come.

The Systems Commonwealth,
the greatest civilization
in history, has fallen.

But now, one ship,
one crew, have vowed
to drive back the night,

and rekindle the light
of civilization.

On the starship, Andromeda,
hope lives again.

So, you're just gonna take off
and let me, uh,

clean up that mess
on Pythia?

We've got two emergencies,
two ships, and two captains.
The math works out perfectly.

Yeah, I guess.

Are you sure
you don't wanna trade?

I've got a little more
combat experience than you.
No offense.

None taken.

I've got this
delivering cargo thing
pretty much down.

This isn't
just any cargo drop.

Millions of lives
are depending on it.

If you find yourself
in a tough spot,

don't forget Rommie's
an old pro at this.

You'll be glad she's around.

What if you find
you've bitten off more
than you can chew?

Well, we'll just have
to fight a holding action

until you finish
your relief mission
and fly to our rescue.

No pressure.

I hope we hid
the Maru well enough.

We wouldn't want
the slavers spotting it
from orbit.

Nah, they'll never find it.

Well, unless they use
a deep radar sweep.

As Harper would say,
that would suck.

You know Rev,
there are some words
that should never...

trip across
the tongue of a Magog. And...

"suck" is one of them.

Well,
I'll make a note of that.

Behemial.

Brother Thaddeus.

You made it!

Blessed be.

We built the stockade
last year.

The Hajira are the descendants
of human settlers

who lost their technology
after the fall.

But the culture
they developed,

the poetry they find
in everyday life,

it's extraordinary.

I came here to teach them

basic literacy,
modern medicine, engineering,

and of course,

to open their eyes

to the Way.

As you opened mine
so long ago.

The Anointed One!

Looks like your reputation
precedes you, Rev.

Indeed.

This is Tiama.

She leads our hunting parties.

Brother Thaddeus said
you would bring a warship,

and that the slavers
would never,
ever be able to land.

We didn't bring a warship,

and we didn't bring an army,

but we did bring weapons
to help you defend yourselves,

if you're willing.

Yes! We'll fight.
We'll be with you.

Trance, I'm downloading
all the formulas

for Than antibiotics into
the nano-cauldron. Harper.
Thanks, Rommie.

Tell the courier
we're still at least

five jumps away.
Check.

Meanwhile,
I'm playing solitaire
in the officer's lounge.

Shouldn't
I be barking orders?

Something other
than sitting on my hands
waiting for an update?

A good captain knows
when to delegate.

I'm all for delegating.
I just need to be in the loop,
same as Dylan.

Fair enough.
Perhaps the commanding officer
would like to ask Tyr

why he and his mercenaries
are stealing
from the relief supplies.

Thank you for the tour.

But I must ask...

your people seem
somewhat infatuated with me.

I'm sorry, Brother.
It's just...

we've never seen
a Magog before.

To us, it's almost like
a visit from the Anointed.

Just because
I am the same species
as the Anointed...

does not make me
the same person.

But still...

to share his heritage,

to be able to see through
the same kind of eyes

as the being
who founded Wayism.

What a blessing
that must be.

A blessing.

Yes, I suppose it is.

Tell me,

what do you know
of the Anointed?

The Anointed was a Magog

who came to Earth
and met a holy man.

The man became the host
for the Anointed's progeny,

while they hatched
and grew strong,

the man taught the Anointed
about humanity's
great teachers.

Saint Buddha,
Saint Jesus,

Saint Lao-Tse,
Saint Tialard.

The Anointed listened,

and the Way was revealed
to him and his children.

That is one interpretation.

Strike! Parry!

Riposte! Retreat!

Retreat! Parry!

Riposte! Feint! Strike!

Good work, Tiama.
The rest of you, keep it up!

This isn't a game.

Tiama.

Mother thought
when we were born that
I would be the troublemaker.

I am sure she told you this
so it would not come to pass.

She didn't have
to tell me anything.
I remember her thinking it.

We all remember
what our parents knew.

Are you saying
you have some kind
of genetic memory?

Of course.
Everything our parents knew up

until the moment of our birth,
we know as well.

I have my parents' memories,
and their parents,
and a dozen generations' back.

Didn't Brother Thaddeus
tell you?

No.

He didn't.

We'll plant automated sensors
here, here, and here,

and rig them through
a central relay here.

Captain,

you're teaching the Hajira
to use forcelances.

To defend themselves, yes.

And to kill the slavers?

Only if the Andromeda
doesn't get here
before the enemy.

There has
to be another option.

We can evacuate.

If we leave, won't the slavers
just attack another village
instead?

Probably. And eventually
they'll find you again.
I prefer to make a stand.

By teaching the Hajira
how to kill?

Please, I beg you.

Don't do this.

It could destroy them.

How?

He needs to know the truth.

The Hajira
have genetic memory.

They inherit memories
from their parents?

Arun, tell him
what you told me

about your great-grandfather's
wedding day.

Oh, Prabo was so nervous
that morning,

he bit his fingernails
until they bled.

It had rained all night,
and he was afraid the weather
would keep the guests away.

But when the day dawned,
warm and clear,

Prabo knew the Divine
had blessed his union
with Sasha.

And that night proved
he was correct.

The moon was rising
in their window when they--

I, uh, I get the picture.

I was afraid that
if the news got out,

it would only
make the Hajira
more valuable,

and bring more slavers.

You see what's at stake?
Yes.

If we teach the Hajira
to read,

their children
will be born literate.

But if we teach them to kill,

every Hajira
forever will know

what it's like
to commit murder.

And that's worse
than creating generations
of slaves?

I believe it is.
And I don't.

But it's not my decision
or yours.

If the Hajira want to leave,
I'll take them.

If they want to fight,
I'll teach them.

I don't want
to hurt anybody,

but this is my home.

And I'll fight for it.

Friend of yours?

I don't even
know her name.

But...

you could say
she was my mother.

She gave me life.

Or perhaps it's more honest
to say I took it from her.

But you've made it count
for something.
That's why we're here.

My Magog parent committed
a terrible crime
against this woman.

No matter how blameless
a life I now lead,

my soul
will always be tainted

by the circumstances
of my birth.

Being here,
surrounded by such innocence,

I realize how deep

the stain runs
through my heart.

You didn't ask to come
into this universe
the way you did.

Nor did the Hajira.

But they are born
with an innocence

and a gentleness
I aspire towards.

When they look at me,

I do not see fear
in their eyes.

I see wonder.

Innocence is
a beautiful thing, Rev,

but it's also a luxury.

One I'm not sure
the Hajira can afford.

What have you done?

I'm sorry, Captain Hunt.

I can't allow you
to put weapons

into the hands
of these children.

Dylan,

the forcelances.

He's destroyed them all.

Congratulations.
You just sold the Hajira
into slavery.

I saved their souls,

their innocence.

Saved them from what?

When the slavers come,
they're gonna grab every
able-bodied man, woman,

and child they can find,
and kill anyone who gets
in their way.

Our faith will protect us.

Oh, really?

Well, then why the hell
did you call for help,

if you believed
that your faith

could protect you
from a gauss rifle?

Do not underestimate
the power of faith.

Every night before I sleep,
and every morning when I wake,

I pray.

I pray for strength.

Strength to rise
above the instincts

that compel me
to kill all living things,

to make them my food,
or the hosts for my progeny.

Faith, Dylan,

is the only reason
anyone here is still alive.

My faith.

Tyr, how can you defend them?
Your mercenaries
are robbing us blind.

They're simply attempting
to make sure that
this entire endeavor

is worth their time.
I didn't think you'd have
a problem with that.

You've got the genetically
engineered intellect.
You tell me what Dylan

will say when he finds out.

If he found out,
he would make a futile appeal
to my conscience,

after which he would eject
the thieves into deep space
through the missile tubes.

Which would make him
feel better, but it wouldn't
solve his problem.

And what's his problem?
Logistics.

He needs these people,
like them or not.

You need them as well.

However,
your problem is different.

Your problem,
I can solve.

I can arrange for you
to receive a...

reasonable percentage
if you'll look the other way.

Define "reasonable."

Captain Hunt and his band
are building new weapons.

Now he isn't
just teaching them
how to kill.

He's teaching them
how to think like killers.

Dylan is only trying
to give the Hajira
a fighting chance.

Life isn't a battle.

It's a test of faith.

I taught you that.
For which

I will be forever grateful.

But we all approach the test
in our own way.

We reflect,

Dylan acts.

I will not allow my children
to be corrupted by violence!

But you used force
to compel the Hajira
to retain their innocence!

You took away their option,

their choice!

Was that not violence?

Trenches are in place.

Charges are set.

We're as ready
as we're ever gonna be.

Are you okay?

I'm worried.

Well, good.
You should be.

We're about to go into battle.

No. No, no. It's not that.

I have Arun and more cousins
than I can count.

No matter what happens,

I'll live forever
in their memories.

I'm worried about you.

You're all alone.

No one shares your memories.

What happens if you die?

I'm not planning on dying.

But it's possible.

Anything's possible.

You could live forever,
you know?

Like us.

Tiama, I...

We could make children.

They would remember for you.

And when they grow up,

they would protect us,
like you do.

I tell you what.

When you have children
someday,

you can teach them
to protect themselves,

and they can remember
for us both.

I will.

Good.

The slavers.

What do you mean,
they dug a trench?

Somebody's been
playing soldier out here.

Wire, pungi sticks,
couple of land mines,

and that's just
what we can see.

Wayists and their books.

The Talmud, the Bible,

and
the Lancer Counter-Insurgency
Operations Manual

all on the same shelf.

Very eclectic.

Boss, where you going?

To start a debate over
how many Wayists

can dance
on the end of a pike.

It's not the Wayists
you have to worry about.

It's me.

Nice antique.

What is that, a Mark Five,
or a Mark Six?

I can arrange a closer look.

We both know
what's gonna happen.

A lot of people
are gonna die.

Yours, mine.

Now, mostly yours.

And neither of us
wants that to happen.

So what do you say
you give up thirty villagers,

we call it a day.

I've already called it a day.

Fine.

I'll go as low as fifteen.
I'll even let you pick 'em.

Throw in a couple of old ones
if you want.

You want fifteen?
I'll give you fifteen.

Fifteen minutes
to get off this planet
and never come back.

We were so close.

Are you sure?

Absolutely.

Please, do not do this.

Lay down your weapons,
all of you.

No one has to die today.
A Magog.

The arms of the way
are wide and embrace many.

You know, Boss,
the hold's pretty full.

True.

And the bonus
that I'd pull down
for fifteen of your mudfoots

wouldn't cover
the cost of my ammo.

So why ruin the day
with a lot
of unnecessary bleeding

and screaming.

I guess some days
you eat the bear,

and some days...

the bear eats you.

So?

So, apparently my wish
is Andromeda' command.

I could make her sing
"I'm a little teapot",
if I wanted to.

Did you?

More to the point.
I ordered her
to blind her internal sensors

to Cargo Bay Eleven,
and then forget all about it.

Who knew
A.I. command protocols
could be so useful.

Bay Eleven.
I'll tell our friends
to move their souvenirs.

Great. You know
we're going straight
to hell for this.

You're still armed.

The slavers' ship
hasn't left.

They're coming back.

Whatever hope
the Hajira have...

flows from you,

not from the weapons
that you wield.

Now you sound like Blake.

You think he's naive,

but the Thaddeus Blake
I know walked

into a horde of Magog
on Kingfisher

and made them
yield to the Way.
I understand

what Blake means to you
and what he's done for you,

but you have
to let me do my job.

Fight if you must.

Kill if you must.

But only if you must.

If I'd deployed one Nova bomb,
just one,

I could've stopped
the Long Night
before it began.

I didn't.

I was standing
at the edge of the abyss,

and I blinked.

And now people
like Tiama and Arun...

pay the price
for my hesitation.

I won't make
that mistake twice.

You committed an act of mercy.

You erred on the side of hope.

And that is why you will win.

There are no stronger weapons

than mercy and hope.

Yeah, maybe so.

But I would still prefer
a platoon of Lancers.

They're on the move.

Back to the village, now! Go!

Get everyone inside
on the floor!

The slavers don't want
to take us,
they want to kill us!

Go now!

Go. Home.

They said they would leave!

Would you stay down.

Violence can't be the answer.

Faith. Faith is our only hope.

Blake, you all right?

Blake!

Blake!

No!

By Divine grace
I touch the shadow

and reveal the light!

In light there is truth!

In truth,
freedom from dark things!

I am the darkness become light!

I am the darkness
become the truth!

You...

you are...

you are the merciful hand.

I hope you find your peace.

Fire Team Bravo,
Fire Team Bravo.

Drive Hunt toward me. Over.

Hawkins, talk to me.

Anyone on Fire Team

Bravo, Report!

Fire Team Bravo asked me
to tell you they have
a better plan.

They want to go home.

Boss!

We're in bad shape, Boss!

They got numbers
and terrain,

not to mention Hunt
and his pet Magog.

Stupid! Useless!

Sound the recall.
Sure thing.

Szabos!

Kid! Kid! Kid!

Okay.

Just relax.

Just relax.

Just breathe.

High Guard,
are you listening to me?

I hear you.

Hear this.

This isn't over,

and not by a long shot.

So you get ready.

Your turn's coming.

The slavers are gone.

The fires have burned out.

Now we gather
to remember our dead.

Lessick,

you always wanted
to see the ocean,

but never could find
the time to make the journey.

We remember you.

Jenna,

you told Father
that you wanted a son,

even while you secretly hoped
for a daughter.

Mother,

I remember you.

Eunice,

you dreamed of the stars
while you watched your flock
on the mountain.

We remember you.

I will speak for Blake.

Brother Thaddeus
was my teacher...

and my friend.

He loved all the children
of the Divine,

even when we failed
to love one another.

Thaddeus Blake,

I remember you.

They live in us.

In us they live.

Thaddeus, I'm sorry.

I feel somehow...

I failed you here.

I've struggled so hard

to find the path to peace,
but...

I am not as pure as you.

I never will be.

All I can do is strive

to follow your example...

and to make the wise choice.

You speak with the dead.

Perhaps.

Perhaps I speak
with my memories
of who they were.

Brother Thaddeus
was a good man,

but he wasn't perfect.

It never occurred to him
that maybe we were
the only ones

who had the right
to decide our fates.

What fate...

do you desire?

To be free.

The slavers will return.

And we'll fight them.

But we need your help.

The slavers are afraid of you.

They know you're an angel
who protects us.

They know you're Magog.

I may have been able
to scare away

a few lightly armed slavers,

but no Magog
can defeat an army.

I am afraid
I am not your savior.

Then we'll die.

And no one will ever speak
with us again.

Multiple distress signals,
both from the colony
and from an orbital habitat.

No one said anything
about an orbital habitat.

Things are much worse
than expected.

Blowback from the comet strike
has caused

severe structural damage
to the orbital.
They're trying

to evacuate, but they don't
have enough ships.

How many Than
are we talking about?

The orbital housed
several hundred thousand Than.

We can help,
but it will take several days
to ferry them all to safety.

Dylan and the Magog
will be on their own
for longer than they expected.

If we leave, the Than
in that orbital will die.

Are you telling me
I should just abandon Dylan
and Rev?

I'm not telling you
to do anything.

I'm giving
the Captain options.

Shift course for the orbital,
best speed.

Dylan'll just have
to take care of himself.

Give me the strength
to follow the path.

To give
and not to count the cost.

To struggle...

and not to heed
to the wounds.

I am the darkness
become the light.

I am the darkness...

become the truth.

I am the darkness
become the Way.

Arun,
have you seen Rev Bem?

Not since last night.

Brother Thaddeus
was training me
to succeed him,

but I never imagined
I'd be called so soon.

Rev went into the forest
last night to meditate.

No one's seen him since.

You know, Tiama's missing, too.

I don't know where they are,
but I'll help you find them.

Tiama's my sister.
I'm responsible for her.
For all of them.

That's why I need you
to stay here.

I'll find our lost sheep.
You take care of the flock.

Water.

My pain belongs to the Divine.

It is like the air.

What in the hell's going on?
Dylan,

I am sorry.
This is all my fault.

Forgive this child.
She knows not what she does.

Don't touch her!

She's...

been infested.

Not infested.

Blessed.

He is our Anointed,

and I have made myself
our host.

I am mother to an army.

An army of angels
to protect us.

When those things hatch,

they'll eat right through her.

And kill us all.

You told me that
when I had children
of my own,

I should teach them to fight.

You said
they could remember for us.

Do you know
what they'll remember most?

That a man came from far away

to fight and die for us.

And that we loved him.

She used Blake's surgical kit,

extracted my genetic material,

and implanted it in her body.

I made myself a vessel...

to save Serendipity.

Tiama,

you haven't saved anything.

You'll be dead inside a week,

and we'll be surrounded
by Magog.

They're monsters.

My children.

They can only be monsters
if I am a monster.

You don't think I'm a monster,
do you?

No,

you're not a monster.

Rev.

You know what
I have to do here.
Perhaps

there is
an alternative.
What?

Each Magog contains
a small amount of DNA
from its host.

Hajira transmit their memories
to their children.

Dylan, if that happens here,

Tiama's offspring
may be something

we have never seen before.

Magog born innocent.

You don't know that.

What Tiama has done may be
the best hope for the Hajira.

Dylan, good can
still come of this.

Have faith. Is that
what you're telling me?

What...

I am asking...

is,

stay thy hand...

and trust in the Divine.

You trust what you know.

I'll do the same.

Eternal life...

grant unto her...

Walk in the light,

child of the Divine.

This is not for your eyes
to see.

Go now!

Dylan, it's done.

Understood.

Rev,
how long does it take Magog
to grow to full size?

That depends on food.
Very fast if well fed.

Tiama said
there were flocks of sheep

in the hills.
That should take care
of the food.

Find out if
those Magog retain enough

of Tiama's memories
to be useful to us.

Dylan out.

Give me the strength
to follow the path.

To give
and not to count the cost.

To struggle
and not to heed the wounds.

Four weeks.

I've seen clan wars
better organized
than this operation.

Oh, Tyr.
You're just grouchy

because the Pythians think
that you're their savior

rather than
some stone-cold killer.

Which reminds me.
You and I need
to have a discussion...

about the contents
of Cargo Bay Eleven.

Look there!

They're back.

It's time.
Dima, set the charge.

All right, people,
here they come.

Let's bring it!

Let's do it. Come on.

Man the posts. This way.

Nobody home.

Faith.

Trap! Fall back!

Nice try, Hunt.

You got some of my men,
but I'm still here.

Now about those fifteen heads
you owe me.

They won't be enough!

Rev, are they ready?

Physically, they have matured.

As for their souls,

only the Divine knows
for certain.

We're on our way.
Hunt out!

Second squad,
this way.

Inside! Move! Come on!
Go! Go!

Hurry up!

Cover the main entrance.
My squad'll flush 'em out.

Go!

Hawkins, we're less
than a hundred meters
from your position.

Hold tight
and keep them penned in
until we get there.

Give.

Move.

Ah, Ah. That's far enough.

Weapons down.

Tom bet me
you'd try to take me hostage.

I'd owe him fifty thrones
if you hadn't killed him.

You brought this
on your own men,

not me.

Spare me the hero act.

You're not fighting me
for some noble cause, here.

Hell,
there aren't any noble causes
left to fight for.

The truth is, you do it
for the same reason I do it.

It's the only thing
you're good at.

Maybe so.

But I'm damn good.

Dylan! Dylan, help!

Come quickly!

Dylan!

Dylan!

Dylan,

they killed the slavers,
but they're not stopping.

They're infesting the Hajira!

No!

No more killing.

I don't want to kill anyone.

I'm giving my family
the gift I was given.

Life.

All that Tiama was, I am.

In us, she lives.

Unfortunately for you,
giving life is taking life.

But she's right.

Just like you were right.

We're like sheep,

too weak to protect ourselves
in a universe filled
with predators.

Arun, are you insane?

Turning your people
into Magog
is not the solution.

Thaddeus Blake...

taught me the Way.

Perhaps...

Arun can do
the same thing here.

Teach them to be protectors...

instead of killers.

Besides,

there's been
too much death here today.

Which brings us back
to faith, huh?

What can I say?

Those Than
looked awfully hungry.

We forfeited our profit
and earned the wrath

of our own guards
by double-crossing them.
For what?

The pleasure of knowing
a whole batch of baby bugs

are getting named Beka
and Tyr?

I can die happy.

Oh, Tyr, one thing.

Those mercs said
you cashed out your share
in advance.

Captain Valentine,
you wound me.

Please. All I know
is the next time we go
to Cavanaugh's,

you're buying.

The Eureka Maru
has come out of slipstream.

Guess they didn't need us
after all.

Man, it's good to see you.

This Captain
of the Andromeda gig,
you can have it.

If it isn't Rommie
giving you attitude,

it's Tyr trying
to pull a fast one.

Are you okay?
Yeah. I'm fine.

Hey, do you want
to talk about it?

Yeah,
I'd like that very much.

Whenever you're ready.

Thanks.

Beka, I, uh,

I read the Pythians' report
on the relief mission.

You did a good thing
down there.

I'm proud of you.

I'm given to understand
that your genetic material

has become the foundation
for an entire race
of warrior priests?

I'm intrigued.

And,

perhaps, a bit...

jealous.

I can understand why
a Nietzschean would say that.

What would a Wayist say?

We saved paradise...

by introducing the serpent.