[b]=Scout Fleet Alpha=[/b]

The B.S.S. Rolank, an Orca Battlecarrier that sat outside of the Sol System on an Intelligence gathering expedition. They currently had 14 Kavrt's running silently under cloak in the Sol System. Luckily, the fighting going on allowed for them to go completely ignored. One of the Kavrts was in High Orbit above the most populated planet, running silent. The only energy emissions being that Tachyon particals that bent the light and sensor waves around the ship, and the scanning equipment that was looking for any sign of their lost civilization. Captain Malakan, a female Levinti, stood on the bridge, looking at the scanner results. "I... I can't believe this..." she said. "Are you trying to tell me that these creatures have been here for over 7000 years, and they never found this?"

"Well, sir." replied the Galfan scanner officer "the entrance to the chamber is in this area of one of the largest continents, Geographical scans show that the ground was left mostly infertile and looking at the life signals, I'd say that the area was never fully colonized." he said.

"Alright, break orbit, we'll return to Rolank, then come back with the equipment to infiltrate without letting the locals know... With the combat raging, who knows what will they do if they pick us up on their scanners." she said. The ship quietly broke orbit and began to head out of the solar system, at quarter impulse, the fastest they dared move, it would take several hours to clear the solar system and return to their mothership.

[b]=Primaris=[/b]

[i]several hours later[/i]

Saint Solus' Cathedral buzzed with activity as the many exitted the building, the service having just concluded, Pope Favius had retired to his room in the mighty building, having just finished. Favius sat down in a chair and rubbed his eyes, preaching for hours on end did become tiring. He was glad that he only had to make one sermon a month, but being the leader of the faith, naturally, his had to be bigger and more extravagant than the average Vicars. A console began to beep on his dresser and he pressed a button. A picture of Admiral Jamac, a female Straln, and the commanding officer of the B.S.S. Protoris "Admiral... Do you require spiritual advice?" He asked.

"No." replied Jamac "I had the feeling that you might be interested in a discovery that one of our scout-ships turned up... We think we have found one of the 7..." Favius was immediately on his feet, both hands pressed on the dresser.

"WHAT?!?!?!" he exclaimed, thoughts raced through his head, the 7 were Solus and his 6 disciples, they had never found anything to do with the 7 in all of their searches.

"We have found a chamber on the third planet of the Sol system. Intelligence reports a warp-capable, humanoid civilization is there." she reported. "Although the chamber has Old One technology written all over it, the chamber does have a weak signal emminating with a single code... 45BEO-5TN94E-2E0T9R-FHU839-494GID..."

"That's an Old Ones designation code... 494GID..." he thought for a second before looking at the screen. "494GID That's Gideon's... That's the unit number that the Old Ones christened Gideon with... How did they locals not find it?" he asked.

"It's on an Old One secure channel, I doubt anyone would pick it up unless they were specifically looking for it. Which we were. What's more purplexing is that it's the only sign of Old One tech on the whole damn dirt-ball. No other indication that they were ever there."

"Why would Gideon be there?" he asked.

"I don't know... But we were hoping to get access to the church's archives, with your permission." she asked. He sat back down in his chair and thought for a minute, contemplating what the implications of this were.

"I..." he began. "Permission will be granted on one condition... I want to be with the team that goes into the chamber..."

"Out of the question." she replied "Your holiness isn't going to set foot in a chamber with who know's what kind of defensive mechanisms."

"I was a soldier for 15 years, I can handle myself." he said. "This is potentially the greatest religious discovery in the entire of Galfan history, you can't just expect me to be content hearing about our first contact with one of the seven, rather than being there myself." he growled. The Admiral sat back in her chair, as a Levinti ensign handed her a cup of a hot, green liquid.

"I'll see what I can do, but the Military Senate is not going to like this. Remember, you're a Civilian now. And sending a civilian, especially one of your stature, is going to cause nothing but problems."

"I understand... Just try and make it happen." he said.