Posted by Civilian Jessa Novar (Child) in First Contact…Arrival of the GUS Redemption…when the past does not match the present or the future
Chancellor Pellan Vell held his breath as the Galactic Union Ship Redemption broke from the celestial web and exploded into the Milky Way. For weeks the ship had traveled with only the prism like rainbows cutting through the pitch darkness of the universe. While mesmerizing, it made one feel off balance and dizzy when staring out the view ports of the ship. No crew in centuries had traveled this far. Secretly, in the silence of night, Pellan had let his thoughts wander to the what if’s of the mission. What if there was nothing to find when they exited the celestial web. What if they could not find the PRISM or the lost Elders. What if they could not eventually return home to Vela Astria at the end of the mission. These inner thoughts were kept private and out of public consumption. The crew had volunteered for this with rabid fervor. The several hundred thousand had been hand selected among millions who clamored to be part of the crew.

The moment this ship settled into the space of Milky Way galaxy, an audible exhale erupted from throughout the Galactic Union fleet. It was not in awe of the tiny spec of metal off their port bow. It was in awe of the stellar landscape. No one on the ship had ever seen this array of stars. Everything was foreign but exhilarating. For the Galactic Union, this part of space did not even have a name or designation. Pellan felt a sense of exhilaration fill his body he had not experienced since his youth: full of possibilities and adventure.

“All ships report,” the voice of Supreme Commanding General Adar Vyce broke through the silence of the bridge. It snapped the bridge crew into action. Within moments voices began calling out the statue of each ship exiting the Celestial Web behind the Redemption.

Chancellor Pellan Vell and Supreme Commanding General Adar Vice.

Ship after ship emerged from the blackened void of space. Destroyers, cruisers, frigates, escorts, science, medical, supply, transport, and freighters: The Galactic Union came with every type of ship to not only defend but colonize. The ships sizes varied widely as did the number. They filled the celestial sky in a display only the battle hardened from years of conflict with the Borg, the Dominion, or the Cardassians would remember. After the sheer amount of them, the other more interesting fact about the ships were they all looked exactly the same. The entire aramada of ships were the same bullet like shape as the Beacon of Light that the Elders arrived in. Some ships were small enough the bullet like shape was easily visible. Other ships were so emense, that they looked almost spherical. Every ship appeared to have no viewport: Only a hull that resembled a liquid metallic silver color with the faintest sheen of blue surrounding them.

The bridge of the Redemption erupted into a controlled chaos as each station compiled the reports Pellan requested. The efficiency of each department was meticulous only responding when necessary however the sheer number of people on the bridge created a white noise effect. If one listened they could pick out that from the agriculture station all food transports were accounted for and production was at maximum capacity or that indoctrination corp had completed their final preparations for meeting the Federation. Pellan watched the screen on the arm of his chair as he read over the diplomatic and governmental information. Adar Vyce did the same with the military, tactical, and strategic reports.

“When our ships exited the celestial web there was a shockwave of sorts. Our ships were not effected but our point of contact was. I placed an energy envelop up to help dissipate the effects after the initial bombardment,” Vyce stated in a controlled tone.

Casting a glance at Vyce, Pellan waited for the curt nod by the head of the military before clearing his throat. ” Everyone put on your smiles. It is time to say hello and be friendly. Open all hailing frequencies and run in all known languages along with Galactic Basic.”

Pellan Vell (Supreme Chancellor of the Galactic Union) and Adar Vyce (Supreme Commanding General of the Galactic Union military)