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Hey.

Hey.

Just so you know,
there will be a short delay

in getting to Corboz.

You

missed a decision point
in slipstream?

Don't rub it in.

All right, where did we end up?

Andromeda?

Baltria cluster.

Which,

if you think about it,
isn't such a bad thing.

I mean, we had to
refuel anyway.

So... I'll just go ahead

and tell Rommie
to arrange delivery?

Okay, then,

and once again, I apologize
for the pointless detour.

I'll bet you say that
to all the boys.

Ahem.

Captain,

I'm receiving
an incoming message

from Baltria,

something about a prison riot.

They're new Commonwealth.

Don't tell me.
Let me guess.

We're on prison detail.

Mm-hmm.

Things are completely
out of control.

They've been rioting four days.

The guards are afraid to go in.

We're not.

Just about done here, Dylan.

Hey.

Hey!

Hey.

Beka...

You've got to finish with style.

Style's not my style,

and that was too easy.

My kind of fight.

It's more convenient

when their spirit's
already been broken.

Yeah, but don't you feel bad

locking them back up
in this stink hole?

Sympathy for a derelict element?

Pointless, like indigestion.

Indigestion's not pointless.

A circle's pointless.

Now you sound like Harper.

You did it.

You stopped them
from breaking out,

over-running the city.

It's what we do, Patrius.

It's as simple as that.

When one calls for help,

one hardly expects

the top commander
of the Commonwealth

to answer that call.

We were in the neighborhood.

Sure, sure.

A lucky coincidence.

Yeah... coincidence.

The universe
is a dangerous place,

but in our future,

my crew and I
fight to make it safe.

I am Dylan Hunt,

captain
of the Andromeda ascendant,

and these are our adventures.

Most of these prisoners

are from a group
that long ago renounced

their peaceful-loving
Ch'kadau heritage.

They were lured by greed

onto a path of destruction.

I know all about them.

My A.I. has brought me

up to speed.

Then you must know that
we've been battling them

for hundreds of years.

At best,
we've only slowed their efforts.

Well, I can see that.

What you can see is nothing

compared to
what they're planning.

They want nothing less

than total annihilation
of the planet.

To do this...

Dylan, do you copy?

Excuse me.

Go ahead, Rommie.

Dylan, we have a problem.

On my way.

Three of the prisoners
are missing...

two males, one female.

They appear to have escaped
the fortress.

Which ones are they?

According to
your own records,

these two,

in for multiple homicide

with bodily degeneration weapons.

Shouldn't be too hard
to pick them out of a crowd.

Yeah, faces only a mother could love.

You said three were gone.

Cell 90 was occupied,

but there is no information

on the prisoner.

Show me the monitoring footage.

Magnify.

Check the criminal database
for a photo I.D.

There must be a record somewhere.

None.
No name, no record of her crime.

She must be a mole.

Believe me, I'm not surprised.

What you have to remember
about these...

well, I'm surprised.

I mean, isn't that quite a reach?

I mean, first, we're talking
about a missing prisoner.

Now we're talking about a spy?

She's right.

This woman could be part

of the previously mentioned
unsavory group

determined to trash the planet.

The Commonwealth
has been well aware of them

since long before
the Nietzschean uprising.

And of how dangerous they are.

I imprison them as I find them,
but there are always more.

They'll stop at nothing
to get what they want.

Now, this woman
could just be a common criminal

or, worse,

a bureaucratic oversight.

A holdover

from before Baltria rejoined
the Commonwealth.

One way to find out is ask her.

Let's go get her
and the others

back here.

Shouldn't be too hard.

They're wearing ankle sensors.

I can log onto the grid,

see if they're still emitting,

but the maps for the territories
outside the fortress

are confusing, even to me.

Hmm, the trick

is going to be
trying to grab them

before they get too deep
into that maze.

All right, Beka.

Rhade,

you work with Rommie.

We'll let you know the second

their little adventure
into freedom

is over.

Oh, and, Rommie,

verify that the other prisoners

are being held

on Commonwealth-approved
charges.

Standard procedure

with newly joined homeworlds.

No offense taken, captain.

Commonwealth membership's

already proven its value,

and I'm hoping

it's just the beginning.

When I saw that woman
who had escaped,

my suspicions were confirmed.

I believe that woman was sent

to gather information
about my fortress,

information
they'll use

to wipe out

the last of us true Ch'kadau.

How?

By destroying this...

the Gol-Rashen,

the energy source
of the planet

and those trying
to save it,

that still honor

and draw life energy.

Hey,

what's the little panel there,
underneath the...

ow! Thanks for the warning.

Good security system.

Too good.

Though it was created
over 300 years ago,

no one, in all of that time,
has been able to deactivate it,

let alone

get past it.

It's impressive.

This system
prevents theft.

It won't protect the Gol-Rashen

if this fortress
is reduced to rubble.

You mean, the gem th...

the Gol-Rashen
would just be destroyed?

You really think
that's what they're planning?

Yes.

I want to rescue the Gol-Rashen.

I want to put it
somewhere safe,

but the system protects it,

even from me.

So you want me to try
to defeat it for you.

If anyone can, you can.

You're not only
from the Commonwealth,

you, like this system,
are from 300 years ago.

Are you not?

I do my homework,
too, captain.

I challenge anyone to argue now
that fate hasn't played a hand.

I take back what I said
about the prison.

This place is just as bad.

Mm.

Rommie, are we getting close?

You are within 15 meters.

And you're picking up
two signals, Rommie?

Correct.

Because we don't see anything.

Cancel that.

Freeze, freeze!

Vicious killers, huh?

I've seen better fights

from purse snatchers.

Purse snatchers probably get
better nutrition than these guys

and their prison food,

and incidentally,
as a former purse snatcher,

I resent that comment.

You were a purse snatcher?

Well, actually,

the term we preferred

was
"Active second-hand salvage removers,"

but, yeah.

By the way, Beka, nice style.

Really?

I feel like I tore my pants.

Captain, I won't lie to you.

Hope that someone
from the Commonwealth

might still know how
to get past this system

is the reason I joined.

Well, we're glad to have you
as a member

in spite of that.

Captain, please,
don't take me wrong.

Dylan, good news.

Go ahead, Beka.

Two down, one to go.

The woman's going to be
a little tougher.

Surely, they can handle this

on their own.

Bring your prisoners
back to the fortress.

We'll go after the woman.
Hunt out.

Captain, please,
I beg you, please,

stay and deal with this problem
first.

The Gol-Rashen
isn't going anywhere.

The escaped prisoner is.

Harper, Trance, you're with me.

Boss,

maybe I should stay behind,

see if I can crack
this system.

You're welcome
to try, mr. Harper.

Good luck.

Oh, and...
be careful.

Watch and learn.

Patrius

might have the planet's
best interests at heart,

but that prison

could not have been
farther from humane.

I'll address
that issue with him

once we recover
the escaped prisoner.

You feel that the situation
is more difficult

than you first thought?

We'll find her.

That's why I have you along.

I appreciate the flattery,
but I prefer honesty.

What's bothering you, Dylan?

I've been here before.

Well, surely, the place

has changed
in the past 300 years.

Only for the worse.

Get down!

I had a chance
to make a difference here.

Everything changes.
Everything stays the same.

Dylan, there she is.

There she goes.

All right, look.

You've got no place to go,

so why don't you just
come with us?

Did you feel her anger?
The intensity?

Right now...

I'm feeling my own confusion

turning into
my own anger.

This is going to be
a lot more difficult

than you first thought.

Well, like I said before,
Trance...

that's why you have me along.

That's right.

Any luck?

Yeah.

Well, we had her
cornered here,

but she walked right
through the wall.

She vanished.

People don't just
vanish.

There's obviously
some kind of...

secret enTrance.

What do you know?
Holographic architecture.

Well,
this is going to be interesting.

Which way did they go?

I can't tell.

I'm not sensing anything.

I am,
unfortunately,

and cursing
my Nietzschean sense of smell.

That way's the sewer.

That must be the way
to the fortress.

Maybe they went down that way.

All right, we'll split up.

Beka?

Mm-mm.

Trance?

I'll take one for the team.

That a girl.

Fair enough.

Another dark room.

Surprise, surprise.

The further we go,
the older these chambers get.

Colonization run amok.

When they covered

every square inch
of the planet,

they started building

on top of what
they'd already built.

And buried these in the process.

Look.

Tetraglyphs.

Look at this one.

Looks like
an old Commonwealth insignia...

Lancer division.

Mm-hmm.

Do we know anything
about these symbols?

Crystalline displacement
dates the tetraglyphs

to cy 9773.

The language is consistent

with ancient Ch'kadau.

Ancient.

Right, so these
weren't made

by the Ch'kadau we're after.

Correct, these were made

by the original Ch'kadau.

Because Baltria was a member
of the old Commonwealth,

I was able to find translators
in my database.

The tetraglyphs
tell of a prophecy.

Please tell me what a bunch
of primitive pictures

have to do with the prisoner.

Let's hear the story.

For generations,
Baltria was beautiful,

populated by the peaceful,
nature-loving Ch'kadau.

The only artificial structure

on the planet

was a shrine,

built to house the Gol-Rashen,

or "Life giver,"

the Ch'kadau's energy source.

It's in the fortress now.
Patrius showed it to us.

It was never moved.

The fortress was built
around the shrine.

One of the first changes

the new group made

in their quest to build
an industrial civilization.

And exploit Baltria's resources.

That's not prophecy,
it's history.

Anyone who's familiar

with cw records

knows
the only reason

the Ch'kadau joined
the old Commonwealth

was to get help
stopping this destructive trend.

Just like Patrius rejoined

so that he could get help
moving the Gol-Rashen.

The prophecy

foretells of an answer

to the Ch'kadau's prayers...

in the form of a young girl,

a symbiant,

who upon
coming of age,

would be united
with the Gol-Rashen

by a man, a conduit.

This joining would empower it,

thus empowering

the still faithful Ch'kadau

to take back their planet.

All right,
that much I can see,

but what's with the wavy lines
that look like a river?

Well, Harper, that's because
they mean "flowing river,"

something which Baltria
no longer has any of.

No, but Trance and I found
that it does have a sewer.

Try GPR,

see if it ties
to an underground spring.

Performing scan.

I wonder if any Ch'kadau
still believe in this prophecy.

Everyone is entitled to hope.

Sub-structural

water source located.

A spring.

It's inside
an abandoned settlement.

Would it be stating the obvious

to mention
that we're wasting our time

on a prophecy
that has nothing to do

with the people

that we're looking for?

Any place that was once sacred

is now probably

in the hands
of the bad guys.

It's all we've got.

Well,
that is stating the obvious.

Nietzscheans.

Let me get this straight.

The tetraglyphs say
an unknown conduit is meant

to unite an unknown symbiant
to the Gol-Rashen,

resulting

in this entire planet

being saved
from eternal civil war?

Well, just goes to show you...

don't believe
every tetraglyph you read.

So what do you think
tipped the balance,

enabled these corrupt Ch'kadau
to take over the planet?

Probably their... corruptedness.

The Ch'kadau

had never been
exposed to greed

or savagery before.

They didn't know
how to protect themselves.

I admire
your assured observation.

Unfair advantage.
I was around back then.

Get down!

You were around
back then.

Where were you just now?

Well, I was... right here.

It's him.

It's not him.

He wears the sign.

It could be a trick.

Yeah, it's a trick.

He's captain Dylan Hunt,
commander for the Commonwealth.

The conduit was never named.

Conduit...

why would your kind be concerned
with the prophecy?

They're not
who we think they are.

They're true Ch'kadau.

We're looking at the good guys.

These Ch'kadau live in hiding.

That means Patrius
is filling his prison

with innocent people,

which makes him
not so innocent.

So goes

the predictable universe.

Well, now, I really want

to talk with our mystery woman.

Look,

there was a woman

you helped escape
from prison...

we will address such matters
later.

First,
we must confirm your identity.

I already told you.

We are not interested

in his rank and affiliation.

We are interested
in his destiny.

The prophecy
says the conduit shall be known

by the sign
above his heart,

a sign we placed
upon our staves

generations ago.

Wait here.

It's a weird coincidence,

isn't it?

Rhade, you are so skeptical.

My nature.

You had me going there,
captain Hunt.

So you don't believe this stuff.

I don't believe in coincidence.

Choose one,

but choose carefully.

One of the four is poison.

You've got to be kidding.

She said choose carefully.

Stop!

They're all poison.

You are correct.

It was not a test
of which to choose,

but of how much fear you have.

It could've been a lucky guess.

We must not collapse into hope
until we are sure.

Come on,

I did not come here
to play games.

Apparently, I did.

Stand down, Rhade!

Hail the conduit,

who will unite the Gol-Rashen
with its symbiant.

The conduit...

where is it?

Without the symbiant,

the Gol-Rashen
isn't powerful enough.

Now, about that woman...

take us to her.

We believe
she may have information

that can help us
against Patrius.

Forgive me.

I don't know
who you're talking about.

The escaped prisoner,

the one
you helped get away from us

in the street.

She is not one of us.
We do not know who she is.

She's been kept
for a very long time

in a cell
far from the others,

indicating
she is important to Patrius.

We hope to use her
as a bargaining chip,

to trade her
for the release of our people.

What do you want with me?

I want to find out who you are.

Prisoner of cell 90.

You must have a name.

I've tried to remember it,

and just like everything else,
it's long gone.

You're telling me

you don't remember anything
about yourself?

I'm telling you
I don't know the answers

to your questions.

I don't know who I am.

All I know is today
was the first day

I've seen the sky

since I was very, very small.

I won't make you go back.

Promise?

Promise.

Captain Hunt
was seen entering

a suspected safe house
of the Ch'kadau.

That means he's found her.

But will he still
bring her back

once they've told him
who we really are?

He'll bring her back
no matter what.

Don't be frightened.

This will answer
all your questions.

I don't know why it matters
who she is

if we know
she's not a mole.

Why does he care?

I think there's
more to it

than we know.

I'll bet.

All right.

All strapped in
and ready for takeoff?

Next stop,

the unconscious mind
of our lovely guest.

Mr. Harper, today, please.

All right.

Here we go.

Inside a woman's mind,

one place I've never been.

Whoa.

Hey, boss,
are you seeing what I'm seeing?

Her neural pathways
don't look normal.

"Don't look normal"...
that's putting it mildly.

She's got more holes
in her head than...

than swiss cheese.

Her pathways aren't even complete.

They're complete enough

to still function.

Well, yeah,
the obvious ones are,

her basic functions,

but look, here and here...

I don't even know

what these are supposed
to connect to.

It's like half of her mind

hasn't even been constructed yet.

But ready to accept
whatever's put there.

Boss, look at these synapses.
They haven't been cut.

They're not torn.
They're not frayed.

And whatever it is,
it hooks right into these.

It triggered a memory.

You killed him.

She witnessed a murder.

Hey, maybe that's why
she was put away.

Whoa.

That is one hell of a neocortal.

Hey, boss,
what's the maximum life span

of a Nietzschean?

150 years.

I knew it.

What about a heavy worlder?

180.

Okay.

Then she's definitely neither.

Hang on, I'm just checking
the neocortal branching

to determine her exact age.

I know everything I need to know.

Come on, boss,

we haven't even gotten
to her id yet.

Whoa, you're not going to
believe this,

but guess how old she is?

She's 314 years old.

How do you do that?

Take us out.

When she comes to,
send her to my quarters.

Your... your name is Siara.

Siara...

it's been locked away
for so long.

You know, instead of asking you
what you don't remember,

maybe I should ask you
what you do.

I know it's been
a long time.

The memory isn't a pleasant one.

It used to be
so pretty.

Then there was fighting.

My parents were killed.
I was alone, scared.

A soldier came
and rescued me.

He promised
he'd take care of me,

but then he changed his mind,

gave me away to strangers.

He said he'd come back,
make sure I was okay.

I believed him.

As soon as he was gone,

one of the strangers turned bad.

He killed the others.

And he put you away.

Yes.

That was so long ago.

Siara, you've...

you were in prison
for 307 years.

I'm sorry.

He locked you up...

because
he feared you.

It's because
you're the symbiant.

The Gol-Rashen
is the other half.

That's what's been
keeping you alive

all these years.

Gol-rashen.

The soldier...

the story of the Gol-Rashen
and me.

The story

was a prophecy

that when you came of age,
you would merge with it.

How?

I'll show you...

but I have to take you
back to the fortress.

No.

You promised me
you wouldn't send me back.

Siara, Siara, wait.

Siara, you have to trust me.

Trust you?

I've been lied to
and promised things.

I had my life stolen.

Why should I trust anyone
ever again?

Because I know
what it feels like

to be robbed of a lifetime.

You can't, not like me.
I lost 300 years.

So did I.

You're lying.

300 years
that I'll never get back.

I never got the chance
to say good-bye to friends

and family.

When I came back,
they had been dead for so long,

it was like
they never even existed.

You were in prison?

Yeah, in a way.

I was suspended in time.

At least you had family.

I had no one,

just... the hope someday,
a promise would be fulfilled.

Then even that faded.

It's not too late.

Why should I care
about some prophecy?

Because even though
you're free now,

it won't make you complete.

You...

you're one of the lucky ones,
Siara.

You can choose
to never be alone again.

Okay...

we know what
we need to do.

Showtime.

Go.

Hey.

Clear.

I'm in hyperdrive,
boss.

Have you in there
faster than you can say...

thank you,
mr. Harper.

Thank you,
mr. Harper.

So beautiful.

Not until I say.

Harper, jacket.

Hey, I liked
that jacket,

you know.

Why don't we ever use
your jacket?

Come.

Trust me.

Patrius, time's up.

When in rome...

why not?

Don't move.

No need to now.

It's all over, Patrius.

Not quite, but soon.

Do you think what I'm thinking?

If you're thinking
he's up to something,

yeah, I'm thinking that.

It's happening.

Move in.

Wait until she's done it,
and then trap her.

Kill anyone who tries

to stop you.

Never mind.

They know
what to do.

What are you smiling for,
Patrius?

When I first realized
Dylan Hunt was the conduit,

i wasn't sure

if he was the answer to
or the... the end of my plan.

Luckily,
it turns out

even I have a destiny.

The kings of Baltria
have been tormented

by how to get past the system
that protects the Gol-Rashen.

As brilliant
as you think you are,

it never dawned on you
to simply destroy it.

Because it wasn't about
destroying the Ch'kadau.

It was about empowering
their Gol-Rashen,

then taking control of it.

My ancestor,

the first king
of Baltria,

locked that girl away
300 years ago.

Now the wait is finally over.

The wait will never be over.
You're not the conduit.

It doesn't matter
who the conduit is.

Who cares?

Only how the resulting power
is controlled.

It should be big enough

to take over
the entire Commonwealth.

Had enough?

Oh, yeah.

Let's go.

Dylan, it's a setup.

You're doing exactly
what Patrius wants.

I know, Beka.

It doesn't matter.

You know what to do.

Siara.

Siara is no more.

We're bound together now,
bound for retribution.

Siara, wait!

Stop!

Nobody move!

Nobody move.

You are mine.
You will do as I say.

Do as I say,

or everyone dies.

My patience has been rewarded,

all done through
the heroic efforts

of Dylan Hunt.

What a lucky break
you are,

captain.

A big, joyful
thank-you

to you
and the Commonwealth,

which,
if things go right,

might someday
worship me.

Bow down or die.

I will bow down to you.

You have no choice.

Pays to think ahead.

300 years
and, I hope, still ticking.

If I can't have your power,
no one will.

Spoken like a true lunatic.

Do not interfere.

Revenge is all I have left,

all I want now.

You have the power
to restore your planet

and free your people.

If you ignore
what you were created for,

your years in prison
will be in vain.

Soon, there will be no years,
no time on Baltria,

no pain,

no regret,

nothing.

Except the prophecy.

Be better than those
who tried to destroy it.

Enough words.

They're empty...

as empty as that promise.

A promise that's been kept.

He never came back.

The soldier never came back.

Yes, Siara... he did.

I am that soldier...

and I promised
I'd take care of this.

I gave...

i gave this to you.

I was on my way back.

I was...

my path was altered.

How was I to know

that you'd still be here
after all this time?

You came back.

I came back.

300 years.

Okay, so...
i was a little late.

So... you designed
that security system,

huh?

Is it so hard to believe?

No, no, in fact,
i knew it all along.

I just...

it's pretty
impressive.

Thank you.

Would you look
at that, huh?

I guess we can say
our work here is done.

Baltria has transformed.

It's beautiful.

Peace always is.

And lasting?

We have to hope it will be.

Did you know
you were the conduit?

Yes.

Well, then,
you must be very proud.

It's not proud.

No, it's...

well, lucky,

and honored.

And a little more peaceful?

Well, now that you mention it, yes,

a little more peaceful.

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