Transcript of conversation between GSV Misplaced Finger of God [MFoG] and GSV Well, This is a Fine Mess You Have Gotten Us Into This Time [WTiaFMYHGUITT]. Total length of conversation was 76.9 nanoseconds

[MFoG]: Grid Surge detected. From the universe where those damn mind-stealers come from.
[WTiaFMYHGUITT]: You mean they've broken the treaty?
[MFoG]: Yes, the parcel of reality passed through our universe, as they came down through their infra-space.
[WTiaFMYHGUITT]: Certain?
[MFoG]: Yes.
[WTiaFMYHGUITT]: We can strike back this time. Is the Grid Breach Vehicle [GBV] ready? It's volunteer Mind has chosen to call itself GBV I Go Where I Want, by the way.
[MFoG]: You know that this will probably fail. Remember what happened to the last attempt, the poor GBV Seventh Heaven. It was meant to go and establish Orbitals in other universes, and staff them with Drones. It was then meant to report back to get the organics, to inhabit the other universe. Grid calculations show it was probably destroyed.
[WTiaFMYHGUITT]: Remember it was going up through ultra-space, however. The new one will be going down, which should result in lower ambient energy levels.
[MFoG]: Well, we have the volunteers to staff the GSVs, GCVs and ROUs it will build in each universe it goes to. We've copied their Mindstates to the GBV. We also have genetic material and mind states for the Contact and Special Circumstance agents we will send with them.
[WTiaFMYHGUITT]: You realise that this will give the Culture immortality. We will have new challenges out their. I mean, wouldn't it be funny if we were actually the most powerful universe out there!
[MFoG]: Hah! What a silly idea!

Conversation ends

The interior of the shuttle was silent as it ascended through the atmosphere of Junction. Then, "The political structure of our galaxy has undergone a revolution today, hasn't it."

"Before now," said Bellonda, "the Ixians have been a dying power. Tied down with their bureaucracy and institutions, they have been stifling their creativity. Typical of bureaucracies. They think that they must control the progress of creativity; and realise not that such deeds kill that which they are trying to control."

"Their new leader is different. None of the things she had her pet mentat tell us were false, but they were calculated to cause the maximum impact, both to offend the other factions, and to send us a message," added Yvaine. "We worked with them to get the data on the worlds of this new galaxy, and she wanted to show us that she has learned from it just as well as us. She is arrogant, extremely intelligent and very clinical."

"She has the appearance of someone from the past, too."
That comment caused Bellonda's eyes to glaze over, in the visage of one accessing other memory

"Who was it," asked Murbella.

"Reverend Mother Anteac, from the time of the death of the Tyrant. She claimed that this Alea had the appearance of the belovéd of the Tyrant, Hwi Noree. Personality-wise, though, she claimed she was closer to Malky, the "uncle" of Hwi Noree."

"But didn't he…"

"Yes. The Tyrant claimed that Malky would have designed a Von Neumann machine, consisting of prescient hunter-killers."

"That personality type is very dangerous. It can lead to massive technological progression; remember that Malky helped perfect the no-field. But remember what we have learnt from history; those who use technology to the exclusion of all else begin to treat others as if they were machines."

"She, and the Ixians in general will… enjoy the new galaxy. They did not have an equivalent to the Butlerian Jihad, where humanity rid itself of machines which stifled its mental development. As long as we could rely upon machines to do our calculations, make our tools, we were trapped in childhood, restricted to doing only what our machines, would, passively, through what they could do. The inhabitants of this galaxy are similarily child-like, with their petty squabbles, and belief in magic," added Bellonda

"They really believe in magic?" asked Yvaine quizzically. "Are there any foundations in fact for these delusions?"

"Surprisingly, yes," replied Bellonda. " There are two major sects that utilise the "Force" as they call it. The users seem to divide themselves along self-invented delusions of "Light" and "Dark"; with the light roughly, to use a metaphor, following doctrines that are not totally dissimilar to those of our Sisterhood; frowning upon emotions and love, and teaching peace and enlightment. A fairly standard Transcendent Cult, to use the terminology of the Missionaria Protectiva."

"And the other one?" asked Murbella

"Very similar to your previous order. A bunch of uncontrolled decadents, or at least it is commonly perceived, who desire domination over the galaxy. It is widely perceived by the other group (as they mutually loathe each other) that they have killed almost all of them, but I, and the other of the Sisterhood's Mentats, have a Primary projection that they have been eliminated, and moreover a high-ranked member of this "Sith" cult is an important figure in their dominant political organisation, the "Galactic Senate". That is not the most problematic element, however. Both factions, and indeed all Force users, have the potential to be prescient."

The shuttle was again silent. After the four-thousand year reign of the Tyrant, Leto II, the Bene Gesserit now existed at least partially to prevent the birth of another kwisatz haderach, another prescient. The Guild Navigators' prescience was limited enough that it could not control the fate of the galaxy, and their training focussed it further, until it was only truly useful when calculating fold-space jumps, a role it did far less efficiently than the Ixian Navigation Machine. A whole galaxy under the sway of a peculiar "Force", which could fix the universe like that was in direct opposition to the Golden Path of the Tyrant, which led to the survival of humanity.

"Can they see us?" All members of the Bene Gesserit had the Siona gene, which gave them invisibility to all prescient searchers (with the possible exception of Mentat-Bahar Miles Teg. But his last ghola had fled the universe with the Duncan Idaho gholas, and, although new copies of both had been born from axotl tanks, the Bene Gesserit did not intend to attempt to re-wake the talent.) If they could be seen, then they have merely been dumped into the tyranny of the prescient mind again.

"We… don't know," replied Bellonda, hesitantly. Mother Superior in a bad mood was something no member of either Sisterhoods wished.

"Well, tell the Reverend Mothers we have sent all over their galaxy to establish diplomatic relations to find out!"

"Yes, Mother Superior." This mission would be the Bene Gesserit's great coup; to establish the same influence over the worlds of this new galaxy as they had over the Old Empire. With that influence they could begin to shape these new societies, to a better shape, to instigate a new Scattering.

"This controlling "Force" seems to be a thing which might constrain human development; lessen it and use it as toys in some great war between itself, if these two sides are separate things. Might it not be best to see if we could somehow kill it, or at least remove those who might used it?" asked Yvaine.

"Seconded," added Bellonda

"Agreed," said Murbella. "Get message to the Reverend Mothers that they should find out everything about this "Force", and any weaknesses it may have."

Meanwhile, about 50, 000 light years to the Galactic West of Coruscant, the empty space seemed to tear and shudder, with the lights from stars behind it seeming to become slightly blue, as if they were moving away very fast. There was a pulse throughout the electromagnetic spectrum, and when it had faded, a giant black-body object now existed where it had not before. It hung, seemingly dead, in space for 24 microseconds, before disappearing. It reappeared two weeks later in the massive asteroid belts of the Beftar system. When it had left the universe, another week later, the asteroid belt had gone. In its place it left three fourty kilometre long behemoths, and more smaller craft.

A whole new culture had appeared in this galaxy.
But special circumstances called for unusual actions.