Shipyard

"What the fuck is that!" screamed the fleet master. He was describing a massive black blob in the middle of the fleet. It was sucking in everything, air, light, ships...a black hole. Hundreds of ships began shifting away from the hole, trying to find a suitable position to retreat and continue fire. Then, a message from one of the pirates, their leader.

Reyes opened the chanell to talk to the fleet master "You can't be serious.." he said.

"Plans, Commander?" asked the fleet master.

"Alright, get your wolverines to the closest planet in this system, they'll make an outpost there and wait for further information; no time to get them inside. Then, retreat back with whatever you have left, come back to the nearest fleet in this shipyard. Once you regroup, hold position and wait for us. First, however...launch 'em.."

"Count, sir?"

"Only five...Millimeters" Reyes said. The fleet master began to laugh, and did as told. Five small torpedoes, the size of a foot, were released from the fleet master's ship, a Kambune. Flying in with grace and speed, they swooped into the pirates. One of the torpedoes inched closer, finally just tipping the ship. Then...an enormous rupture engulfed the entire ship, and other ships around it. Four more swooped in other parts of the fleet, continuing a nonsensical rupture after rupture, flame after flame of explosions. The hell-fire continued for some time before calming down, but by then the fleet had already retreated back to another fleet in the shipyard. Any boarding ships left inside the pirate fleet had already been evacuated and sent off on..errands.

Message to: Sarkazjhit Pirate Adversaries- We have thousands more of those, some much, much larger than what we pulled. We call them Gultra torpedoes, we're game, wanna test/waste anything else?

Colony 257

Weird site, pods smashed onto the ground in some farmer's fields. They were awfully close to eachother, strange enough. The local farmer had called about the incident the other night, saying he saw meteors flying down, then some creatures walk on out of them. Dumb colonials, they don't know anything, these days.

Luckily, the field had been shut off from public site. More luckily, no one dared coming to see what had happened (if they did, they would probably be arrested and killed for "crimes against the government"). The farmer nearby, was given a place in an inn by the local town, deep inside a valley. The town was called Tracy, wreaked with the smell of manure on some days, or grass on the other. This town, compared to most others in this colony, was quite well industrialized, anyone could get a job here, thankfully.

"What happened here, lieutenant" said Commander Fro, a Bunta. Fro was old and wise, skilled in combat. He'd seen some dark places, possibly hell, or so that's what he tells his colleagues and family. Nevertheless, he always analyzed, always watched, and always listened. He was pure horror if we was young enough or combat. He'd probably be one of the best soldiers, if not the best soldiers, on the field.

"Sir, eject pods..Earth Alliance specified"

"Earth Alliance? What the hell are they doing here? Of all places." said the Commander.

"Possibly from their civil conflict?" replied the Lieutenant. The Commander looked around, searching the site, anything out of the ordinary. From what he could pin point from the non-ordinary, whatever the crew was, they'd gone towards the small town inside the valley nearby.

"Get to the town, er what's its name?" asked the Commander.

"Tracy, sir"

"Yeah yeah..get troops to that town, find the illegals.....and kill 'em"

"Sir!" cried the lieutenant. He barked at a squad of soldiers, bunta, telling them to round up a barricade and head into town.

Tracy

The innkeeper woke up, laying beside his wife. The night before, she seemed to indulge herself heavily on the liquor they had. She usually does this under stress or trauma. The sun's rays beamed onto their bed, to which the wife complained to the man to cover it with the shades. When he got dressed in his usual satire (jeans, a white tank-top, and red t-shirt to match his black fur; dark domi) and walked into the hall. He looked to see what his employee, a young, hard-working, bright domi woman had made to sooth the stomachs of the people staying at the inn: Eggs from a raptofu, albin milk, some burnt toast with butter, Callus links and meat, and finally, a human style drink, orange juice.
He looked around the room, noticing several people eating their foods like normal, good, no one knows, yet. He grabbed two plates, stacking a pile of food onto both, and then went over to the room of the draconian, abh, human, and whoever else. He knocked on the door "I got some food for you, if you want"

Hach Assault

The black hole was deactivated as the Zonanese ships left the site. On the channel, the Captain cackled menacingly.

"BAHAHAHA! You think that was enough? To get your pathetic ships out of the area? Trust me, filthy dogs, we will find where all of you live, and that black hole will be dropped into your planet. Everything you know, everything you love, will be consumed! Ripped apart! DESTROYED!"

The message died, and quickly a new one came up, this one originating from Sazkarjhia.

"This is Grand Vessel Suar'kum of Sazkarjhia. Put me on a line with your leader. We need to talk about those pirates, because whatever they may be doing, it could be potentially devastating."

Shipyard

"Alright, five millmeters, consuming thousands of kilometers in a gulf of flames, wasn't enough. FINE." said the fleet master. He barked orders back into the comms: "When they reach this part, light 'em up with gultras, glassing cannons. Oh, don't forget the..other surprise".

The Citadel
The massive framework lay in the Milky Way Galaxy, set in a zone not to far from the Triarian-Equestrian Border. Ships from all nations of the Equiis Pact flew away from and towards the massive construct of metal. It could easily when finished host billions of people at a time. Shipyards and other such buildings went up around the construction as well, all marked with the sign of the Pact Military. Whatever this it was a massive construct for the nations of the Equiis Pact, it was obvious that it attest to the might of the Equiis Pact and its growing power.
Sanctum
With the main Sanctum Planets 1-13 all under Equiis Pact control the various nations of the Equiis Pact have begun rapid expansion into the Sanctum Galaxy.

Orc Assistance
The Earth Alliance has taken out the Terran Orb, the highest possible award any EA soldier can receive. They have decided to award it to the Orcs that fought against the rebels, as their bravery was unmatched "even by the humans in the Sazkarjhit War", as said by one of the many generals that nominated them. The ceremony is to be held the moment the soldiers are free, if they accept the award of course.

Colony 257
The Abh Deca-Commander opens the door, and accepts the food.
"Thank you so much, I fear that our escape pods will soon be found. Unfortunately, we can't go anywhere until night because of the military you mentioned. If any troops come here don't worry about us, worry about yourself. Most of us are Abh and one of the two that isn't is Draconian, we'll be fine. If they find us and defeat us, then all you know about us is that we jumped you at night yesterday and threatened to kill you if you didn't give us a room. Throwing in the name 'Jesus' or 'Allah' would make that more believable when held up to the scrutiny of my people. If all of that fails, then use this."
The Abh hands him a sustained-beam laser pistol.
"If you hold down the trigger and sweep this over the whole group, they'll be killed almost instantly. Use this only if you absolutely have to in order to protect your life, as far as they'll know you stole it from us."

Hach Message
"It is an honor to have been complemented by a Triarian, as for your offer to help us rebuild, we gratefully accept. We thank you for the offer as well, it is always nice to know we have friends in the cosmos."

Draconian Galaxies
The EA has sent only a single fleet to the Sanctum using a wormgate, and has declared that it will no longer expand its territory into Draconian space. It has instead decided to focus on rebuilding and deciding just what to do with the Common Sense Doctrine. There is talk of revising it, to be even harsher on humanity.

Colony 257

The innkeeper shook the gun heavily in his hands, until sliding it down his side pocket. A woman, female bright domi, walked outside her door, way down on the other side of the hall, being the nosy one she was, and curious why the innkeeper was talking to his customers and giving them food, she walked over them, and hid behind a wall, peaking ever so slightly. She barely understand what they were saying, with them being so far down, but she could see one thing: a gun.

"Police! Who runs this place?" shouted a voice. It was down by the front desk, near the mess hall. The innkeeper turned to the foreigner "Stay inside" he said. "I'll ask again!" shouted the voice.
"Yes?" asked the innkeeper. The police(soldier) turned to his bag he was holding, and pulled out a piece of paper.

"You see anything odd these past hours?' he asked.

"N-no sir whatcha mean?"

"Just curious, we got reports talking 'bout explosives set off outside the valley by a farmer. We think some stupid kids did it, but we fear..er rebels".

"Only thing odd is this large amount of business" the innkeeper chuckled. The officer looked around some more, then gave a goodbye. When they left, someone bursted "Those weren't police officers.."

"Those were soldiers" the innkeeper replied.

Alto hills

"Please, sirs, I just wanna go home.." said the boy. They were hiding in a bunker, dug deep into a hill. The room was lined with maps, pictures, anything official and anyone a target. The meeting room was farther away from the entrance so the kid couldn't leave. However, the kid wasn't tied or gagged. He was just put on a box in the corner of the room, where he crawled up into a ball. One of the people turned to the child.

"Don't worry, kid. We're not gonna hurt you".

"Pa' says you send us to die!" the boy said, now crying uncontrollably.

"Do you understand who we are, kid? What we are?"

"You're..you're bad people-if you-if you send us to die" he said, now drenched with tears rushing down his eyes.

"We're Saints, kid. You know what Saints do? We help people. We are wanting to get more people, so we can help more. We wanna help this place"

"From what, sir" he said, tears somewhat gone.

"From the-" he never said those words again, an explosion ruptured the entrance. People began swarming inside, wasting bullets. The man and his team left the room, opening fire on the enemy. The boy looked around, looking for a place to hide. He pushed the box out, and squeezed himself into the corner. Some more fighting continued for some minutes, before the hellfire stopped. He stayed at his spot, not daring to move.

"Son? Boy?" said a voice. The boy didn't move. "Lenn?" he asked.

"P-Pa'?" the boy stepped from his hiding spot, reuniting with the father. Some other men were standing by the dad's side, but the boy didn't seem to mind them.

"We need to go" said the father "now"

"The Equiis construct something"
"They are like children, they want to show they have the highest stick. Apparently they have forgotten their irrelevance."
"Their location is non logical."
"Affirmed, they should have built it deeper in pact territory, unless it is some kind of weapon"
"Affirmed, their change in attitude require curbing, before we have another Draconian Empire on our hands"
"What's the status on our fleets?"
"Control on Sanctum is growing exponentially, but its irrelevance is growing as it detracts us."
"Affirmed, what is there is no longer of major note"
"We are faster than the others, we grow.... And grow. . "
"We always have been. Has the support been sent to the humans?"
"Indeed, its in transport now"
"And the other?'
"Moving as fast as they can, we'll have it within in the day."
"None can stand before the greater good!"
"Affirmed. Once we have it, their irrelevance will become obvious"
"And the Primicerii?"
"I sent the report to them. They agree, the first stage is ready, we're just waiting for it to be brought""
"We act as one."
"Lest we perish alone."

Earth Alliance aid

A small fleet of a few thousand vessels is dispatched to human space, and upon arrival directs its self, prioritising the most damaged worlds and beginning to aid in reconstruction, as well as having sent supplies

Space

An Indespectus Class dropped out within Collective Space, and sent its precious cargo to the waiting Argutus on the planet below. Here it was at last.

Kazelor Particle Accelerator Laboratory and Physics Weaponry Facility - Testing Accelerator
In Space 200 km Away
The chief scientist presented a view of the laboratory in front of a crowd, a giant steel contraption with an incomprehensible design. A small chunk of the laboratory detached, and were pulled towards a location 34,000 miles far from the facility itself, in orbit nearer to the parent uninhabited planet. After the piece was finally moved, so did the station, at the same distance. The crowd went silent for a moment, as the physicist began to take out a simple hologram interface, containing nothing but a red dot with a white cross in the middle. And as soon as he touched the center of the symbol, a bright, brilliantly colorful light came in the direction of where the module of the lab was.

And so did the world became engulfed in huge doses of ionizing gamma radiation.

And then the planet was gone, as if it was simply deleted from existence.

The black hole that consumed the world died out a couple of minutes later.

"The Majority of the Sanctum is now controlled by ourselves and...various nations of the Equiis Pact"
"Affirmative, they are... Stand by... We have it!"
"Indeed, they are working on it now"
"The Greater Good prevails."
"Affirmed!"

Sanctum

The Device stays dead in space, ignoring all gravitational pulls, appearing to be doing nothing at all. It just remains steady near the Invictus, it's purpose unknown and it's time of activation, or if it is already functioning, is unknowable too. Whatever the case, the Invictus and a detachment of the fleet seems to be guarding it

Dead World

"So... you were the Extra Dimensional Being the Umbrae Populus worshiped, Correct?"
"You give them such a demeaning name"
"Yes or no?"
"Yes. I tried to hold onto them, but the Collective would not let that happen. As my people killed each other in the name of the Collective, the Collective sent a specially assembled team to the world, and they tore me down with their minds, battling with me, my soul torn by their attacks. I tried everything to get away, but they contained me, stub me... I only escaped by chance as my temple attacked the Collective, diverting their attention... I fled, weak, and have remained here since that fateful day."
"I see"
"There was always more to that boast... You have defied gods and demons, in a literal sense." The being said, sadly, and then there was the sound of a sigh "And now you are here to finish me" The Lead Scientist paused, contemplating the instructions he had recieved
"No. You have suffered enough, Param Habui." The Lead Scientist concluded, glancing back to his ship "I can show you what your people have become. I think you would be proud" He turned back to the being, holding out his hand and taking a hologram from a Synth Soldiers, flicking it on and placing it on the floor, backing away from it and activating it. The hologram displayed the beautiful city that the Umbrae Populus called their capital, tree's grew along lines upon the cities many different layers, waters flowing in fountains and the white, carved out walls and floor, grown with vines. The being moved forwards, the mist still enveloping it
"It's changed a lot..."
"Affirmed... from tech tier seven all the way up to Collective standards."
"I should like to go back again, one day..."
"I cannot allow you to return and reinstate your religion." The Lead Scientist quickly cut in. He thought about proceeding to mention how creating a religion was sort of tricking the Umbrae Populus, like lieing to them, but thought better of it.
"I know..."

Argutus complex
"We have begun the full research into it... we can see many off shoots from this. Expect great leaps forwards... But prepare for foreseen consequences"

Mars:

The several hundred Orcs successfully finished their task in cleaning and repairing the square from the previous battle that had occurred there. The Orcs were organized into multiple column formations with each column being its own 30 man platoon. Each platoon was lined up in a five man by six man column with the middle Orc in the very front row being a Warlord, or platoon leader. In the very front of the neatly organized was Overlord Mogor still in his combat gear and standing on top of a Komarod, an armored personnel carrier, along with four of his military aids which appeared to be prepared to speak to the Orcish soldiers. "Good evening, soldiers. I'm tired and all of you probably feel the same, so I'll make this quick. All of you have fought valiantly against the rebels in this location in which we are standing on right now, and it has not gone unnoticed by me or anyone else including the top officials of the Earth Alliance. All of you have been nominated for the highest military award that the Earth Alliance has to offer, the Terran Orb. An official ceremony shall be held where this award is presented to you formally, but as you know I am not much for formalities, so I'd like to get this out now. I am damn proud of each and everyone of you and it was damn good fighting along side you guys." said Mogor before he stepped down from the Komarod and let one of his aids give directions to the Orcs.

Sazkarjhit message

Hello, this is Commander Reyes II, honor to meet you, Grand Vessel. These Pirates just launched a black hole at one of my sub-fleets, we're about to unload some of our experimental weapons unless you have any better plans. We plan on taking that weapon as well, if you would like to help us, I'm sure we would have no problem in sharing this...weapon with you. No doubt this would bring some respect from the Domi, too

Inside the Pirate Fleet

"Are we latched?"

"Yep..let's do what we do best, radio channels on.."

"5...4...3...2...1..Triple F, boys! Fuck 'em up!" A flash grenade, followed by two hand grenades flew down from the ceiling, unleashed mayhem on anyone nearby. Across the hall, other FFF procedures were being conducted by four other teams. Ship? The source of the black hole synthesizer. While most boarding teams evacuated to a nearby planet, those defiant after seeing the black hole expand into their sub-fleet, well, they came back.

"Lieutenant Luke, you've dealt with boarding lizard ships before, yeah?" asked one of the captains, walking with his team over to Luke's team.

"Yes, we move fast, we move swift, but we're not destroying this ship. We need it, get control of this ship and crash it onto the planet nearby. What's its name?"

"O-P for now, sir"

"Alright, get moving!"

Colony 257

Mid-afternoon, a nice breeze started to kick in. For the innkeeper, this day was slow, very slow. But he still had to deal with his...friends. Before they escaped, somehow he needed to speak with them, before his chance was lost. He walked on over to their door, cautiously, and knocked gently, his throat choking him with anger and fear.

"We need to talk..before you leave" he said.

Alto Hills

"Are we safe, Pa'?" asked the boy.

"We're almost at the police station, we'll file a report there"

"WHAT!?" screamed Kal "We can't!"

"They took my son, Kal!" said the father.

"They're Saints! I'm mad enough that we had to kill them!"

"And you know what would happen if we hadn't" said the father, warily watching the boy. "Listen, I know, but I can't deal with death in my family, not this town"

"Did you see those pods..err...'meteors' crash down last night? We're gonna see a lot of death real soon"

"You work with the Saints, can't you just call them off, then?"

Kal sighed "Kent...they know the child, you're more fucked that ever. You need to leave this place, I'm sorry, but the boy is not safe here anymore. Tracy is gonna be destroyed in mere days, anyways. I can only give you that one warning. You need to get your family of 25-7 as soon as possible. Get yourselves away from the colonies, and if you can't get to the states or home worlds, get to the Equestrians, maybe the Collective. Find someone to help you! Hell, maybe even the sazkarjhit could!" The father sighed, staring at his boy, who was sleeping heavily on the dad's shoulder. How are they gonna get off a technical prison?

Commander Fro

Subordinates ran up to the Commander, relaying a message.

"sir, we aren't finding anything too strange so far."

"hmm.." thought the Commander "They could be hiding in the hills, ever see anything up in there?"

"Sometimes, sir..sometimes"

"Yes yes, scout mechs. I want scout mechs rapped all over those hills, searching it top to bottom. Find anyone up there, I want to know ASAP."

"Sir!"

"Oh yeah, and the hotels, you checked em, yeah?"

"They seemed fine"

"Check them again, they might have been ignorant enough to go into them. No way they would've known not to go into a Hach Colony" said the Commander. He was right, in a way, though he only guessed.

Hach Message

A much deeper, harsher voice spoke over the comm, different from the Grand Vessel's.

"This is Supreme Commander Barasmus Lano'dum, commanding the operation we are carrying out. And don't you dare take a single thing from any of those ships! They may be different from us politically, economically, socially, whatever. Sazkarjhians are Sazkarjhians, and we demand that you do not take any piece of technology from the ships. Sazkarjhia Assault Fleet 004 is en route to the scene of action. We will handle things, just get your men in there, do what you can, and get out. These pirates are technically under our jurisdiction according to intergalactic race laws, and thus we will take military action if any of your soldiers are reported taking Sazkarjhit technology from those ships. We do not use technology from other races, so we would rather not let any fall into anyone else's hands. Commander Lano'dum, out."

Colony 257
"Hold on sir, my debt is yet unpaid."
The Draconian crouched over the human, he was a second-gen born on the colony. All he knew was servitude, and to him the human's lifesaving actions put a debt on him. It was as it had been his entire life, and of course allowing a human to die on the colony would earn you harsh punsihment.
"If you choose to believe that you had a debt to me..." Croaked the human through his breather "... you paid it off already... by living. Unlike my people... yours have been redeemed."
The Draconian still had a hard time pushing the life of servitude away and hearing what the human said, could he really mean it? Did he declare the Draconian species exempt from their past shame?
"How can you say that? My ancestors enslaved trillions, they-"
"Yes... they did. It was all them... you are not them... you're better. Perhaps the others... will see that..."
Just as they were talking, a knock came on the door and the Deca-Commander went to answer.
"Of course, gracious host. What is it you wish to discuss?"

Mars
The preparations for the ceremony have begun, including the production of a whole lot more Terran Orbs. There were only ten in stock, and they were supposed to last a decade. Probably because the award was created right after the Common Sense War and was only ever meant for humans.

((Again, sorry for short post. I went on TVtropes and lost the entire day to it.))

Equiis Pact Laboratories
Black Marble went about is usual day. Checking on the status of projects and such. He was still surprised, he had gone from designing cybernetics to replace limbs, to helping develop Synths and modify DNA and create new strands of DNA. He took a look at one of the more experimental projects, refereed to as the flesh. The cultures of most Equiis Pact nations required the burials of the dead, so the scientists got clever when they wanted to create what the Triarians refereed to as True Synths. It was a white liquid, completely blank of all genetics, and awaiting new traits to be filled. This substance, while still not ready for use, could be very valuable in the manufacture of True Synths, and even opened up the possibility of creating whole entire species. He smiled, he loved to as a scientists see the advancement of his nation and the Equiis Pact, and this was one of the many examples of it.

While not as familiar with it he headed down to the Dark Energy labs. It was a place where they were trying to find the right way to fully control the mysterious energy, and hopefully develop it into a very valuable power source. Through studies of Elerium they had learned that the Aetherii had only a small amount of Dark Energy available at any given time. Using the small amount of Dark energy they enriched the Elerium with it, while not as powerful as full on dark energy reactors it was a lot better then just regular. With there knowledge of manipulation of Elerium and Drac Dark Energy control they were refining the method, and soon a fully safe and powerful reactor, along with the ability to generate Dark Energy for use, would soon be available.

Kepler Alliance Congressional Act
The Kepler Alliance Congress recently passed a bill stating that the new Common Sense Doctrine, along with any future or past versions would not be recognized in the Kepler Alliance or as Kepler Alliance law.

Colony 257

The innkeeper entered the room hesitantly, somewhat eyeing the Draconian. He had never seen one in person, mostly because everyone in Zonan were told they were extinct. He gave a slight wave of his hand, and it seemed to repeat what he had did. "Listen" said the Hach "There's a reason why the military is looking for you, it's not to help you, it's not to arrest you for illegal entering the planet...it's to kill you".

The Hach pointed to the Draconian standing above the human. "And that one? He's no different than the rest of you. You need to leave soon, but you need to know why." he took a chair he had set in the hall, and placed it down by the closet in the room, close to the beds.

"The Coloniese are starving, we're rationed to hell. We're slaves, almost in a way. We're free labor, we truly are picked on by the outsiders. Outsiders are meaning the ones not in the colonies, the statesmen. The military here, they support the colonies, but there's too little of the military here. Especially this one, this is colony 257. You're in Tracy, and the military is looking for you. They came by this morning, they are going to search this town clean 'til your found and killed. Why do they want you killed? They want to make sure no outsider knows what is happening here. We are supposed to look like a unified country, a country willing to die for our cause, all of us included, however trillions we have. If someone finds out that the colonies are this close to splitting once a war tears open, well, bad news. This reason sounds stupid, yes. But hear me out. We're treated like mutts here, we aren't even considered Domi by some outsider soldiers. Protests are put down through death. Hangings for the stupidest of crimes are daily, sometimes hourly, and we all have to go to town and see it weekly for those that are the worst crimes. We are overextended in the colonies, our nation's economy is near collapse, and our food supplies are rationed to the point that we eat almost all our meals from this" he pulled out a plastic bag of what seemed like a red-brown paste. "They call this artificial nutrition, I-I don't know what it is, but no way in hell is it nutritious. People are ending up in hospitals to get their stomachs pumped. This isn't food, it's sewage? Chum? I don't know..not food. You guys got the best food you will have in months. It's fresh, picked from animals and smuggled in illegally. Don't ask how. "

"Like I said, we're very close to rebelling. Since you came, however, you seriously pushed that plan back. They were supposed to fire off explosions in the next few days with some child they would have had. This kid, he's powerful, very very powerful, he just doesn't know it yet. But listen, his dad, he's gonna try to get the kid off. He needs to, this rebellion will have the kid killed in no time, and from the military here, no doubt he's the first one going down when they capture everyone. Saves him grief, yeah? I know how you can get out of here, we have people working at airfields, they're willing to get you out of here, on one cost. You need to get this kid and his family off with you. Please, no questions. Just..where are you going to go? No, please just find a safe place for him, away from your religious crazies. Maybe if you can find ones that tolerate him, like the Confucians, maybe? I don't know, I barely understand your religions, is Confucianism even a religion? It seems more..of an ideal. Maybe towards the loyalists? Nevertheless, please. Get him out of here, and explain the situation here. Let the galaxy know of this Trinity, they led us into an age of expansion, but this is not the golden age we expected, nor wanted...this is oppression." he teared up, placing his head into his hands, rubbing it.

"If you do not get this boy to a safe place, well..bad news. There's another family I set up to take you in, they're closer to the airfield, but it's outside the valley. Be careful in those hills, if you wanna try just going out by road good luck, no doubt you'll have roadblocks and security checks. Also, you need this gun more than me. No doubt the military will confiscate it, probably make their own version of it, a deadlier one.." he held out the foreign weapon, glistening in the room's light. The innkeeper had polished it awhile before, making sure it looked as nice as possible for the foreigners.

Report

Discovered cooperative alien species, tier three. Non-malignant absorbing underway
Discovered hostile Alien Species, Tier Six. Absorption underway
Our Sanctum holdings are being checked now.. The Draconians are not the source we hoped, however. Wasn't Sanctum meant to be rich with advances? Our scans indicate non of the planets contain any of major value to us, though adapting their power cores will be good for energy transfer
On the Other hand, the device recovered is being used to fuel many advances
But one is extremely unethical and dangerous, I am sure it will be presented shortly. For the love of all that's good and free reject it, it is certainly effective but it could also be used by a rogue against his fellow Triarii and Collective species, and I am not sure this is what we want.

Sanctum

The device before the Invictus was now surrounded by Asteroids and moons that the Collective had moved to it
"Iron Core is in place"
"Satellites'?"
"In place"
"Activate"
"Affirmative, activating stage one"
There was a crash as the device expanded, producing a sort of spherical metal frame work and then used its gravity to pulled the objects towards its self, all of them colliding together to form a large rock around it, hit after hit after hit, making loud crashing noises. Finally, the device could not be seen, and in its place was a hunk of rock about the size of a planet
"Magnetic field reading functional... Stage one completed, heading to stage two"
There was a crashing sound, as massive metal tubes smashed through the rock and began to produce gases, spraying them up, producing a breathable atmosphere on it
"Stage two complete... Proceeding to stage three"
The Invictus moved closer to the new planet, and teleported small, room sized devices down, one attaching to every tube. After that, there the energy from the device was transferred as it created genetic matter, and then fired it out. Within an hour, the planet was filled with fledging fauna, its growth being forced. By two hours after that, there were creatures on the planet
'Stage Three complete. Stage four commencing"
"Copy"

Argutus complex

"Remarkable isn't it?"
"How do you even intend for this to pass this stage? Even for you this is a new extreme."
"Please, Its what we have wanted all along"

"I has no idea that there were species with this sort of technology... Its remarkable"
"Interesting how they all seem to doe off, isn't it?"
"This knowledge is... It could help us advance past much of our current technology, grow past our AI's, our..."
"Calm down and keep working, I don't want to see this explode..."

((Key, the TERMS FOR THE ALLIANCE. Come on.))
Defrenz Production Facility - Drafting Center
The drafting head batted an eye on the middle-aged, somewhat badly-postured man standing in front of him. He stood unsteadily, although he still did not require a cane, and all his other features were well kempt. His lab coat, his glasses, his haircut--- all clean. The draftsman was skeptical on the idea of the scientist, checking the screen over and over again, and he seemed to be assuring himself that the idea of the man was just a joke. But the physicist--- he wanded that idea to pass for real.

"Are you serious, Professor? This looks like it could make for a big chunk of our cash." He scrolled on the device again.

"I AM serious about this! And we're a huge empire, you emptyhead! We could even build a thousand of that Immortal Caliber thing--- and still the Makudan stands! Look, boy. It's not the money that matters, my friend. It's the time needed to complete that thing that's only stopping us. But if we manage to build this, it could change the way Makudan weaponry works. This thing, this defines the way science and power works together. It will define us. If i could even manage to make the black hole last longer, we could even use it as a power source. Now stand up, get your pen, and sign that, right here, right now."

The draftsman was hesitant at first, but as soon as the scientist finished his speech, he quickly did what he said, taking his stylus and signing the holographic document. All the other men watching cheered on.