[b]Alexandrian Contact[/b]
The Supreme suddenly frowned, and the sinister, hideous features suddenly became complimented by true anger in his red eyes.

"That is waste. You will order your underlings to kill themselves as an example. It is a disgusting example, Alexandrian. We have [i]created[/i] races that practically enslaved entire galaxies, enslaved those who enslaved others, and those people, people like you Alexandrians, couldn't do anything to change their fate."

In less than half a second, the Supreme darted forward, slamming his clawed hand around the Alexandrian's throat, lifting him up into the air as if he were no more than a teddy bear, and shook him. Fangs bared savagely, the Supreme stared into the Alexandrian's eyes, and surrounded the slaver's mind with his own, preventing any telepathic communication to or from the Alexandrian's mind. Should the Alexandrian glance down at his enslaved Victorians, he would find them passed out, knocked out, by a telepathic force stronger than they could ever hope to understand. Both physically and telepathically, the Supreme squeezed down on the Alexandrian, stopping short of killing or forcing the creature into unconsciousness. 

"What's it like to be powerless," the Supreme purred sinisterly, "Please, what's it like to know that you could die in a moment if the more powerful one so much as wished to demonstrate his strength? There are many times in many histories of many races where the enslaved rose against their masters, murdered them all, and then took over. The humans would say, [i]Where there's will, there's a way[/i], and you would never be able to completely enslave that race. And because you killed that Victorian on a Supreme vessel, I can take it as misdirected hostile action. I can even take that body, preserve it, and make thousands, hundreds of thousands, even hundreds of millions of Victorians, able to think independently, give them weapons and training that you could never hope to understand at your current primitive stage, and send them to take over your worlds and take your power. I have no doubt that you have power; what you have is arrogance. Time and resources can be wasted, but we believe, as a rule, that life is not to be wasted. In a war? There are disputes, and many times, letting two opposing, conflicting sides hash it out can be very beneficial; either way, it is likely that they will cease conflict for quite some time, whether by one side's extinction, or mutual agreement that the fight is too costly."

"You have insulted my hospitality and my culture, and I have been kind enough, [i]so far,[/i] to overlook it. Even your thinly veiled distaste for my appearance. And my appearance reflects only one side of all Supremes: We can be the red-hot blade that severs the head from the neck. Or we can be the ones who pull the fallen ones back up. I get enslavement. We've done it. But if you give carefully monitored freedom with certain prices, you can make them flourish. They will not need to be commanded, and they will not need to be enslaved: They will work as hard as they can, not because their lives depended on it, but because they want to. The thing is, efficiency is having them [i]want[/i] to do what you say. They'll do it better, and they'll do it faster, and they'll do more without having to be commanded. The right to have freedom is not yours to give, Alexandrian."

And then he tossed the Alexandrian to the floor, and summoned one of the drones. Telepathically, he told it his instructions, and in the next moment, the drone moved over the Alexandrian, and for a moment, didn't do anything except charge up an unseen device, a whine building, similar to that of some primitive lasers.

In a moment, however, all damage was removed from the Alexandrian's and the Victorians' bodies, and the dead Victorian was picked up by the Draconian. The lizard studied it thoughtfully, before, well, cutting off its head with a claw that glowed red-hot for a moment, and tossing the cauterized body back to the Alexandrian. "Keep the body; the head is all we need for study." The Draconian turned and walked down the pathway, and the Spider watched curiously.

The next moment, an overwhelming force of thousands of Supremes surrounded the Alexandrian's mind, telepathically, and didn't let him put any resistance as the Supreme Negotiator moved his mind into his head, and placed and removed memories from his mind, and effectively wiped out anything but the Alexandrian meeting with the Supreme, and the Supreme uncovering, and then a no-fire peace agreement was made, and then the Alexandrian blacked out. The Supreme didn't want to take any chances: from his memories, he would only remember the meeting going smoothly, and successfully negotiating into a peace agreement to ensure conflicts wouldn't arise if there were accidental trespasses. Then everything went black, and the people on the scout ships found the Alexandrian's ship being moved out of the hangar, with 3, very large Corvette escorts. 

[Summary: The Supreme got pissed, and then broke into the Alexandrian's mind, with the Victorians conscious, and then replaced the Alexandrian's memories with a peace-going side. And don't say it's OP: A single Supreme is very powerful, especially one to live as long as this one. With even a dozen, it would be impossible for a single creature to resist the telepathic attack.]